Chapter 1673 Sweet Dreams, Nightmares

In Lilliput, there is a sea area with very weak space-time turbulence. The unique space-time sea environment here makes communication between the various continents here much easier than in other places.

Many family forces led by legendary wizards can train merchant ships to travel to this sea area.

This has created the prosperity of this sea area.

It also caused many Morning Star wizards to find ways to stay here after driving the mainland to this place.

Naturally, it is impossible not to attract prying eyes in such an environment. Fortunately, the first dozen or so continents that settled in this sea area have formed a large force that is now considered first-class, and have hooked up with the protection of the forbidden land-level force in the Canyon of the Dead.

This protects the peace of this place.

The largest continent in this sea area is called the Nine Saints Continent.

Rumor has it that this continent was named after nine highly respected and knowledgeable saints.

At the center of the Nine Saints Continent is a giant city full of flowers: the City of the Nine Saints.

This Nine Saints City gathers the culture, military force and commerce of the Nine Saints Continent and even the surrounding continents.

It can be called the core hub of this peaceful sea area!

On weekdays, the number of people traveling to and from this city is no less than ten million, and the number of permanent residents in the city is as high as thirty million.

So how to maintain the city's daily consumption every year is a top priority for the city's managers.

Just ensuring that the supply fleet can make fewer mistakes will consume a lot of energy from the management.

The permanent residents of the City of Nine Saints do not understand the difficulties above, but they are very proud of the majesty of the city where they live.

This gave the residents like them a sense of co-prosperity, allowing them to boldly look at each other even if they faced extraordinary experts from outside who were one or two realms higher than themselves.

Many residents of the Nine Saints City even believe that there is no other city in the world that can compare to the Nine Saints City.

Although they do not belong to the forbidden area level forces, they still live in the most prosperous central area in the world!

Until Xiao Yu's propaganda projection stone was brought here by a businessman. The shocking scene was like a movie blockbuster, which scared the hearts of the residents of the Nine Saints City and subverted their three views.

Some rational people had to accept the fact, sighing that they were just a group of frogs in the well, and came up with the idea of ​​​​going to the Miracle City for a visit.

Of course, I feel that the content of the projection stone is fake and deceptive. Even if the wizard authenticates it, it must be collusion or the rule ability of some kind of world wonder, etc. I can think of thousands of reasons to doubt it. There are also many residents who don't believe it.

In the evening, in the storage area of ​​the City of Nine Saints, unloading workers who had been busy all day were seizing the time to unload the last batch of goods from the trucks pulled by the almost ten-meter-long mountain tigers.

These unloading workers were panting and using various tools to do their work. Even if some people couldn't stand it anymore, they didn't dare to stop.

If the truck cannot be unloaded on time, it will have to work overtime. Working overtime means that the time for meals and rest will also be compressed.

You know, workers like them need to come here to work again at four o'clock in the morning the next day.

If you don’t have enough rest time, you will really die!

"ah!"

A strong man with strong muscles and about two meters tall unloaded the last box of goods, and then the strong man walked quickly into the warehouse carrying a box that was larger than half his body.

A black-haired young man who looked to be in his twenties looked at the strong man, drooled with envy, and then felt a little lucky:

"Fortunately, Mogni came to our team this week, otherwise we would have to work overtime until night these days to finish."

"Yes, thanks to him, otherwise our group would be dead, right?"

Next to the black-haired young man was a middle-aged bald man with a somewhat pale face. He sighed:

"I heard from the team next door that the volume of goods transported in these days has obviously increased, and some people in their team have started to vomit blood."

"Damn it, these vampires! When the quantity of goods is increased, they never want to increase the money. Are they trying to force us to death?"

The black-haired young man complained softly when he heard this.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"You are still young. This has been like this for hundreds of years. If we die, they will replace us with younger ones. Here, we will earn a day more if we live longer."

Compared to the a little excited black-haired young man, the middle-aged man has obviously long ago accepted the reality that unloaders are cheap consumables.

After all, they are really powerless to change anything.

Although the City of Nine Saints is prosperous and great, this prosperity and greatness belong to the extraordinary.

There is no connection with ordinary people.

Even in order to maintain such prosperity in a cost-effective manner, the superior extraordinary people will increase the oppression and exploitation of them.

And these people will become workers. In the City of Nine Saints, they are often unable to do so because they want to be serfs. There is no other way out.

After all, the landlord has no food left at home.

As for rebellion?

In a world where extraordinary power belongs to oneself, the combination of power and power makes the pyramid structure more stable.

The powerlessness of mortals is magnified to the limit.

The only resistance they can do...maybe really only suicide.

However, in recent times, the City of Nine Saints has gradually undergone strange changes.

First of all, wizards and wizards who were rarely seen in normal times began to appear frequently in various slums.

Then, in the Datong shop where hundreds of them slept together, kerosene lamps were hung.

The lamp is small, no more than the size of a palm, but it stands out in the darkness, as if it can dispel the darkness.

Starting three days ago.

The black-haired young man and other unloaders received orders from management:

When it gets dark, you must light up the lights!

If you have nightmares while sleeping, be sure to report it as soon as possible!

These are two orders that seem extremely strange to the workers.

But the attentive black-haired young man discovered something.

Ever since I started lighting.

He hasn't dreamed for three days!

This made him feel uncomfortable all over, and last night he suffered from insomnia for the first time in his life. As a result, he almost vomited blood from exhaustion today.

The black-haired young man's name is Matthew, and he has been hiding a secret these days.

Maybe a week ago, or earlier?

Matthew found that after falling asleep, he would have a dream that seemed to be no different from reality.

In the dream, Matthew was lying on the big wooden bed he had seen before, eating unlimited braised pork and drinking the most expensive ale in the tavern.

The aristocratic ladies and even ladies who had seen him disdainfully all climbed up on the big wooden bed to slay demons and defend the country as he pleased.

This day, even if I know it is fake, is just a beautiful dream.

And with the strange behavior of the wizards, this dream is likely to be a trap hidden with honey.

But after tasting honey, Matthew is still willing to pay any price just to try again.

Matthew felt that he had no hope for the rest of his life, so there was nothing wrong with exchanging the hopeless second half of his life for one night of happiness!

So, on this night.

Accompanied by snoring, Matthew quietly climbed out of the threshold of Datongpu, intending to sleep in a place without light.

Just after leaving the gate, Matthew's eyes widened and he looked at the night in the City of Nine Saints with disbelief.

I don’t know when it started, but the lights in the Nine Saints City turned out brightly at night!

On the walls on both sides of the road, wall lamps were hung every kilometer to emit soft light.

In the sky, there are floating airships hanging with huge kerosene lamps constantly cruising.

Under the firelight, the City of Nine Saints was brightly lit.

The corners of Matthew's mouth twitched a few times and he crawled back again.

He stared at the lamp on Datong's floor with red eyes. He climbed up quietly in three and two steps, and extinguished the weak flame of the flame lamp with his hand.

The flame goes out.

Matthew was finally able to sleep peacefully and entered the dream world as he wished.

The corners of Matthew's mouth suddenly opened wide in his sleep, and traces of saliva dripped out uncontrollably.

Matthew didn't know.

As the flames on the lamps were extinguished.

A cold atmosphere surrounded this Datongpu.

In just a few minutes, the hundreds of people in Datong Shop began to show signs of pain, and they began to experience horrific and strange nightmares.

same point in time.

Deep inside the Saint’s Palace in the City of Nine Saints.

The nine supreme people who manage this continent are gathered together, staring at the changes in the crystal ball with ugly expressions.

"Still unable to stop the erosion of the power of nightmare!"

"We have underestimated the evil god. Even if the dream exorcism lamp takes effect, he is still slowly and uncontrollably expanding the scope of his pollution."

"And the intensity is also increasing."

"The monsters from the nightmare world are probably coming out again."

Among the nine people, the one with white hair had a sad face. He held a scepter and tapped the floor gently:

"The Lord of the Canyon of the Dead sent a reply not long ago, asking us to wait for changes as long as possible."

"If it doesn't work out, he can provide us with a Forbidden Spell of the Dead."

"ha?"

The other eight people were happy when they heard this: "But can the forbidden spell prevent the invasion of the power of nightmares?"

The white-haired old man nodded when he heard this, but then shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"That forbidden spell can turn everyone in the Nine Saints City into undead creatures."

"And low-level undead cannot dream."

"..."

When the other eight people heard this answer, they all fell silent.

A little, one of them gritted his teeth and said:

"This may also be a last resort. After all, we all know that the evil god is involved, and the most taboo thing is to kill indiscriminately, so that the evil god can gain the wronged soul and resentment."

"If you use this forbidden spell, you will directly take away the food from the evil god's mouth."

"The City of Nine Saints should be safe."

After saying this, another person also echoed:

"That's true. As long as we are still there and the foundation of the Nine Saints City is still there, we will be able to recover within a hundred years at most."

The white-haired old man remained silent for a long time before saying:

"This is a last resort. It's better not to use it unless absolutely necessary."

"I'm a nostalgic person."

"hehe."

Hearing what the white-haired old man said, the other eight people sneered in their hearts. They all knew why the other party was reluctant to part with him.

Today, in the City of Nine Saints, at least 50% of the industry belongs to the family of this white-haired old man.

For this reason, at least 70% of the young talents in his family have come to the City of Nine Saints.

In order to prevent the power of nightmare from spreading.

Late at night a week ago, when the evil god came, there were people in the Nine Saints City who were polluted by the aura, and none of them were legendary or below, but no one could escape!

"Do you want to put a reward on it?"

"Reward?"

"Yes, this time the opponent is an evil god who can use nightmares to pollute people's hearts and souls. We know very little about him. Maybe there are strange people who can do what others cannot do?"

"Well, let's offer a reward."

"In addition, expand the scope of the dream-driving lamp! Increase the intensity of martial law!"

"Also, those who are more deeply polluted by nightmares... deal with them as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

After the nine people discussed, they planned to leave.

Suddenly, a little elf flew over and landed on the shoulder of the white-haired old man and muttered a few times.

The white-haired old man showed a surprised expression, and then looked at the other eight people and said:

"The White Fang Saint came back from the Valley of the Dead, and he also brought other important news."

The White Fang Saint is the lord of the Nine Saints City and the Morning Star Wizard of this continent.

The other eight people were not too surprised by his return and sat back in their original positions.

After a while, the White Fang Saint, wearing a white ghost mask and a white robe, walked in with a wisp of afterimage.

After sitting in the first seat, the White Fang Saint made a vague voice:

"The Valley of the Dead is too deep in the abyss, and temporarily has no spare energy to fight against the evil god behind the nightmare."

"But... I found a new friend!"

"New friend?"

This time, all nine people were stunned for a while, because they hadn't heard the word "friend" for a long time.

"I wonder... which force it is?"

The white-haired old man asked cautiously.

"The City of Miracles!"

The White Fang Saint answered straightforwardly:

"In fact, they contacted me first this time."

"It seems...the Son of God in the City of Miracles is very interested in the nightmare incident that is happening in our Nine Saints City."

"He took the initiative to propose to solve this matter for us and to assist our Nine Saints City in the losses it has suffered!"

"We just need to cooperate with the City of Miracles as much as possible in the next actions."

"Cooperation is naturally no problem."

The white-haired old man and others nodded repeatedly, with a subtle expression:

"It's just that the reputation of the Son of God in the City of Miracles doesn't seem to be very good."

"Yes, our Nine Saints City is so prosperous, after he came..."

Several old men showed their concerns about the sky being 300 meters high and the ground sinking 300 meters.

Obviously, the fierce actions of the City of Miracles during several friendly exchanges have greatly affected the perceptions of the surrounding people with lofty ideals.

The White Fang Saint shook his head slightly:

"This has already been decided."

"And, we have no choice."

"Let me tell you the truth."

"The evil god behind the nightmare... is no weaker than the seven ancient evil gods!"

"The forbidden area supremes don't take action!"

"Not only the Nine Saints City, but also the Nine Saints Continent will become a dead place!"