Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 500 A New Dream (Part )
"But this is in my dream, the dream constructed by us [Dream Makers] - [Prophets], which should be dominated by us. Under any... any circumstances, we can manipulate everything in the dream. Although I don't have enough power to change the intruder, I can annihilate you here!" Nicholas shouted in a nearly crazy tone.

Immediately afterwards, his arm, which only had a little bit of pitiful flesh left, began to tremble violently like a contact point, and he began to chant incoherently words that belonged to nightmares and no one could understand.

Soon, countless colorful bright threads rushed in frantically from the broken wound. From the direction where Dak was standing, some of these threads came from the distant sky, some from the deep underground, and many from the surrounding air. There were even some slightly dim and gloomy threads that only emitted a faint glow and came from his and Nicholas' hearts.

They are like elves that seem to exist in the mysterious realm, but seem to be created out of thin air. They neutralize the terrifying crimson sticky liquid that is still gushing out from the broken ends with the magical power that carries a strong scent of earth and plants, or even some more mysterious ancient power that is listed as a hidden power.

"Is this, restoration in dreams?" Dak was somewhat surprised at the ability of the [Prophet] Nicholas to control dreams.

After all, in Dak's cognition, the creator of the "dream" can only construct pictures, transmit information and show supernatural powers to the intruders based on existing objects and scattered memories. But the power that Nicholas possesses obviously does not belong to the magic source power, the gods, or the lost. These elf-like beings do not disdain to associate with the apostles who control the power of darkness.

No matter if it was Dak or Nicholas, they could only live with darkness and coldness forever, secretly peek at the "pure and kind people" who believed in the "Goddess of Light" in the distant realms, bathing in the blessing of holy light and melodious hymns, and enjoying the most real [love] and [eternal] praise.

Even though they are the people of darkness and want to do their best to end the dark wasteland era, they seem to not be able to escape the burning of hellfire the moment the sun rises again.

Putting aside the complicated thoughts in his mind, Dak discovered that the group of elf-like bright threads had completely dimmed, forming a new metal arm for Nicholas that was twisted like steel ropes.

Seeing his arm "recovered", the corners of Nicholas' mouth widened to a degree that was almost impossible for a human to achieve. He raised his arms high again, waving them wildly and without any rules, trying to command the mechanical hearts that were suspended above his head and almost stuck to the metal pipes.

"Oh, the God who controls dreams!" Nicholas shouted with his head raised, as if calling for strength and also praying to God.

"O great Lord who constructs nightmares!"

"Flame, Ice, Darkness, and Blood!"

"Please grant me your energy for a short while!"

"Help us and defend our right to survive in this vast territory!"

Soon, countless black pus gushed out from Nicholas' mouth. When they flowed to around Nicholas' chest, they were affected by the reversed gravity and flowed vertically upwards, all pouring into the network formed by the mechanical heart.

Soon, the black pus corroded all the pipes, assimilating them into a similar charred object emitting a foul smell.

All the hearts began to break away from the sole constraints of the pipe structure, and began to explore, move closer, and converge uncontrollably inward, and merged into a huge whole amidst the continuous chanting of spells and the almost desperate and insane wails that came from Nicholas' heart.

"Heart...mechanical heart...these hearts are actually combined into one. So...what is Nikola going to do next? Is he going to put this heart into his chest and turn himself into a monster? Or is he going to use this heart to fight?" Dak guessed, a real emotion called fear surging in his heart.

Looking up at the shriveled skin and the purple or blue metal shells that kept falling off, and making a heart-pounding metallic sound when they collided with the ground, although Dak's legs were not completely stiff, he still walked backwards without his brain's control.

When he glanced back unconsciously, he found that the small door he left behind when he left the Wind Hut of the Flame Empire had disappeared. He and Nikola were trapped in a strange space that seemed boundless, but whose size and scale could be perceived.

He understood that this was a common trick used by the Dreamers and Prophets. They would first trap themselves and their opponents in an alien space, and then use the changes in the environment and the sense of oppression brought by the space to gradually make the opponent panic. In this way, when facing opponents with mental disorder and cognitive collapse, the dreamer could easily defeat them without any effort, and then leave here, leaving behind a body with a soul imprisoned, which was no different from death.

Dak understood that although he possessed a strong mental strength that would not be affected by any mental induction or damage, if he failed in the battle and could not escape from the dream, his body in reality would not be able to wake up.

Although Wolfya might use some means to bring him out "intact", once the best time to enter the "Wind Wall" is missed, or even the bomb buried by Ivan XXII explodes and disaster strikes, it would be meaningless for him and Wolfya and his party to come here from afar.

At that time, Dark and his companions might have to flee the Cruz Federation, or go to the lifeless Rinie Empire, or go east across the vast uninhabited land and throw themselves into the arms of the Flame Empire, the only people in the world who can rebuild [order].

Dak shook his head and dispelled the ridiculous and chaotic thoughts in his mind. He found that the mechanical hearts above Nikola's head had long disappeared, and even the tentacles that were originally connected to them and "gave birth" to them were broken and fell off, lying crookedly on the ground.

Instead, there is a huge mechanical heart with a length, width and height of more than 20 meters.

Dak estimated that this should be the largest heart he had ever seen in his life, no, maybe even in his two reincarnations. After all, for living things, the heart is one of the core parts of the body, but its main function is to pump blood to all parts of the body to supply organs that need to function continuously.

In other words, the bigger the heart, the bigger the creature is. But ever since the end of the Supreme War between humans and dragons, there has no longer been enough nutrients on the continent to feed those legendary giant creatures.

"This is a mechanical heart. It belongs to me, and it is the 'eternal mechanical heart' of our lost people." Nikolai stood there, speaking almost incoherently.

The huge mechanical heart behind him, known as the "Eternal Mechanical Heart", no longer possessed any characteristics of a living creature. The muscle tissue that originally covered it and was hidden inside it turned into countless scarlet powders that scattered on the ground and then disappeared with the strong winds blowing from both sides.

The already tattered skin is more like a protective film used to wrap a brand new mechanical product. Once the mechanical product begins to be used by citizens, it is no longer necessary.

For a moment, Dak's mind was briefly controlled by this huge object, as if his soul was being slowly absorbed by a god of the dark night hidden behind it.

Looking up at this "Eternal Mechanical Heart" almost absentmindedly, Dak discovered that its surface was not much different from a normal heart, except that the muscle tissue was replaced by shiny silver-white steel, and the blood vessels were replaced by mechanical pipes painted red, while the blood inside was a completely glowing "burning liquid", which emitted sparks like steel being forged with each vigorous beat.

At the same time, a totem is imprinted on the surface of this "Eternal Mechanical Heart", the general content of which is: a winged god looks up at the universe, opens his arms, and flies high to welcome the spear thrown into the earth from chaos.

Perhaps, this totem represents the organization "Spear of Odyssey".

Soon, pure black tubes began to "grow" from the end of every blood vessel of the "Eternal Mechanical Heart". After twisting and soaring on the spot, they all inserted into Nicholas' back.

"Ah!" Painful howls and screams that almost tore his throat escaped from Nicholas' throat. His expression changed from the initial fear and expectation to excitement and madness due to a high degree of mental concentration.

The "Eternal Mechanical Heart" continuously poured a steady stream of "burning fluid" into his body without stopping, and together with his heart, it emitted a dazzling and dangerous bright red light.

"Finally...are you crazy?" Dark actually felt an abnormal sense of relief.

After all, Nicholas had already revealed his cards to Dak, and Dak had successfully come out of his almost dazed state, but he could still feel the strong chill on his back, and his shirt and cotton coat had already been soaked with cold sweat brought by fear.