Chapter 84 A Nightmare that Comes to Your Door

The breeze blew the curtains, and the leaves outside the window rustled. Camus opened his eyes and gently stroked the dictionary.

"Nightmare of the Void, please listen to my call, connect to my spiritual object, and exchange everything under the witness of the Judgment Scale."

"Gurgle"

With the call, there was an intermittent sound of water dripping in the kitchen, and the surroundings became darker. A cold breath surrounded the surroundings. Camus looked at the dictionary in front of him and tightened his fingers. This situation is not right. The surrounding environment has been affected by the other party, but what about the spiritual line on the opposite side?

"Drip"

At this moment, a dark spiritual line connected to the dictionary. As the air around the connection became humid, some water mist appeared on Camus' hair. The dictionary flipped wildly in the night, and a big word of death appeared on the dictionary.

Camus's face turned cold. He met an unruly person. None of these nightmares are good things.

"I give you face, you have to give me face. Do you think it's hard for me to deal with you? Tell me the location of the Candlelight Society, and I'll let you go."

The air around was quiet, and the dictionary started to turn, and its request appeared on the dictionary.

"Ten thousand copies of fear."

When Camus saw the request, his eyes turned cold, and lightning flashed on his palms. He grabbed the spiritual line, "Ah..." A miserable howl appeared in his ears. Camus felt water dripping on his face, and a chill that penetrated into his heart surrounded him. A faint roar came from the other side of the spiritual line.

"You can't do anything to me, but I can deal with you. How does lightning feel? Monster."

"Hua La La"

I saw an address appear on the dictionary. Camus let go of his hand, and the coldness around him dissipated.

"Coryton City, Jack Manor"

When Camus saw it, his eyes radiated a bright light, "These rats can't run away. Want my life? I'll take your lives first."

After that, Camus connected to O. Core's spiritual line and began to ask about the news of the magic potion.

"I need the magician's formula. What do you need in exchange?"

The other side was silent for a moment, and a request came over.

"Leaf essence of the origin mother tree"

Camus took a look and refuted back, "Change it. If you still want to trade, show some attitude."

"Hua La La"

"Ten years of vitality or the soul of a Sun Church transcendent."

"No, I don't think you have the intention to exchange. These things are too expensive. What do you think of the soul of Sequence Nine?"

The other side was silent for a moment, and a thought came, "Okay, but I need two. If you agree, sign the agreement."

Camus smiled slightly, signed his name on the agreement and put the demon's soul on it. The transaction was completed, and the magician's formula was also passed over.

Magician's Curtain: one weird goblin, three grams of tombstone powder from the Eternal Sin Cemetery, one silver-edged Styx flower, ten grams of rice dew juice, ten grams of frankincense, one eyeball of a red-eyed crow, three grams of black gem powder, three grams of soil from the late night cemetery, and a raven feather.

Camus rubbed his swollen head and stopped communicating. As soon as he stopped communicating, an indescribable feeling of nausea filled his abdomen. Camus's breathing was also a little rapid, and his chest was dull and painful.

"Wow..."

"I knew that long-term communication was not good. It's so cold. This feeling of nausea is really terrible.

After wiping the stains on the corners of his mouth, Camus just stood up from the bed and almost fainted again. He felt dizzy in his head. After standing against the wall for a long time, Camus lit the kerosene lamp and prepared to go to the kitchen to get some water to wash the floor.

Because the ground was a little wet, Camus' figure appeared on the ground under the light, and a black face also appeared on the ground. His dark eyes were filled with black tears, and his deformed limbs were grabbing the ceiling , a strong resentment emanated from his body, and it seemed that many people had died at his hands.

He slowly stretched out his claws to grab Camus's head, and just when he was about to touch his hair, a burst of white light hit him with overwhelming power. He was hit in the face before he could dodge, and his desperate screams resounded throughout the room. White smoke came out of his face, and the whole room was filled with the smell of mutated river water.

Camus pinched his nose and looked at the monster rolling on the ground. I felt the breath of the monster and my face looked a little ugly.

"Nightmare? You nightmare are really not a thing. You don't want to take revenge overnight, right? Don't leave if you come."

After saying that, Camus's hands appeared with bursts of lightning, and he pressed his head and hammered. Every time he punched, the nightmare wailed, and bursts of white light came from the room. The trembling howl made the residents around him cold all over, and they dared not say a word.

"I really don't know where you get the courage? I didn't even enter my dream, and you dared to come to trouble me? If I don't tear you apart alive today, I will take your surname. "

After saying that, Camus grabbed his head and pulled it with all his strength. With the sound of flesh tearing, Nightmare's head was pulled off alive, and his body turned into a puff of black smoke and ran away.

Camus tossed the head in his hand, pinched it and smashed it against the wall. With the sound of a watermelon bursting, the head shattered into a ball of black smoke and dissipated.

Camus pinched his fingers, looked at the leaves outside the window, took out the mirror, exchanged a soul with Libra for Nightmare's real name, and laughed crazily.

"Just because others can't do anything to you doesn't mean I can't do anything to you. I have sealed Luo Hulin in the name of the source of nothingness..."

Nightmare breathed a sigh of relief after escaping. He couldn't afford to offend this person. He had never seen a makeup artist use lightning power. Just now, he just wanted to take revenge, but he didn't expect to be beaten up by him again. He will have to remember this place in the future. , stay far away from him.

"Hey...that suction coming from behind?"

Hu Lin just turned around and saw the makeup artist looking at him with a smile. Two white arms stretched out from the mirror in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed his body and dragged him back.

"Impossible, how do you know my real name? I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go."

Looking at the nightmare on his knees begging for mercy in the mirror, Camus' eyes lit up and he thought of a way to make a fortune.

The two creatures, nightmares and evil spirits, are not limited by space. They use their own methods to kill each other and exchange an ordinary soul for a powerful soul. This deal is really cost-effective, but how to deceive them?

After thinking for a moment, Camus had a flash of inspiration and started cleaning happily.

After cleaning, Camus stood by the table, reached into the mirror, grabbed Hulin's neck and dragged him out.

"Want to die or live?"

Hu Lin nodded quickly, his eyes full of fear.

"Do you know how many evil spirits and nightmares there are in Cadde City?"

Hu Lin shook his head and pointed at his neck, intending to let him go.

"Master, when a person dies, the soul will return to the embrace of the gods. Most evil spirits will go to the cemetery of eternal sin. Only our nightmares are not restricted. As long as someone dreams, we will exist."

Hu Lin looked at Kamius cautiously, scolding Kamius in his heart. What kind of monster did he connect to today? Simply the nemesis of nightmares.

"Master, the scope of the nightmare's activities is not restricted by geography. The nightmare world connects everyone's dreams. As long as someone dreams, we can go to him."

"Oh, you dare to come even if I didn't dream? Who gave you the courage?"

Hu Lin felt like crying when he heard this. He had been devouring fear in the nightmare nearby, and he felt that someone around him wanted to communicate with him. Unexpectedly, he was involved in the communication.

"Master, what do you want me to do?"

Camus raised the corners of her mouth, "Of course I called your companions and asked them to rescue you. How about it? I'm fine, right?"

Hu Lin looked at Kamius who was smiling and swallowed, "I don't know their real names, and they won't come to save me."

"Oh...Does that mean you're useless? How about...exchanging you for something with the evil spirit?"

Hu Lin shuddered, "Master, I have a way. As long as you let me out, I will bring the nightmare."

"Haha... let you go? Forget it, it's better to exchange things."

"No, Master, I have a way. Don't give up on me. I can invite them to share the nightmare emotions. You must believe me."

Looking at Hu Lin, whose liver and gallbladder were split apart, Camus snapped his fingers and stuffed him into the mirror again.

"Let's talk tomorrow"