Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 246 Nightmare

Ellen was a maid in the city lord's mansion. She was sold to human traffickers by her parents when she was six years old.

Because of her pretty appearance, she eventually ended up in the city lord's mansion as a servant to attend to guests.

She is twenty years old now.

From the time I can remember, I have been busy and flattering, striving for food, drink, and survival.

Looking back now, it seems that there were no good times in her short ten-odd years of memories.

They don't even understand what "happiness" means.

Until now!

As Ellen walked briskly through the familiar "passage," a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

What is happiness?

"There's no need to worry about food and drink, no need to fear bullying or exploitation. There's an endless supply of delicacies to enjoy; just like the people I used to serve, there's water to drink when thirsty, soft bedding to make when tired, and even handsome young boys to play with."

"This is a magical wonderland!"

"Entering the fairyland, one can remain forever young and immortal, and fully enjoy the splendor of the world."

A faint, ethereal voice echoed from ahead:

"Come in here, and the suffering of the mortal world will be completely gone from you, leaving only endless pleasure."

"Whoosh..."

At the end of the passage is a waterfall.

Ellen quickened her pace, letting the flowing water wash over her body, and stepped into a large hall.

The coarse linen clothes she was wearing had somehow transformed into soft, white, and smooth silk.

The calluses on his hands and the dirt on his feet had disappeared, and his skin was as smooth as a newborn baby's.

The ground beneath your feet is paved with gold and jade, the walls on both sides are adorned with pearls, a stream in the distance flows with fine wine, and the fruits on the trees are soft bread and delicious desserts...

The sky is blue and the air is fresh.

There are soft couches everywhere to lie on, and you can reach out and pick the dates that were once out of reach.

"Ellen!"

Several handsome young men quickly came to greet them:

"You're here! Come quick! We've found a perfect spot for hide-and-seek in the back hall, we're just waiting for you."

"Hehe..." Allen laughed as she approached, took the young man's hand, and ran towards the back hall, her movements lively and full of joy.

A palm-sized, transparent squid landed behind her, its tentacles, covered in eyes and serrated edges, waving thoughtfully.

A fantastical wonderland?

"Did they create a dream world and then pull all the sleeping citizens of the City of the Dead here?"

"That's a clever tactic!"

He also has the ability to create illusions using his mental power, and even set up a soul cage around the fragments of the divine realm.

However, it is impossible to make the illusion as real as possible, let alone accommodate so many people.

"Nightmare!"

"No wonder Mevia couldn't do anything about it; this thing is hidden in someone else's dream, and you can never kill it without finding its true form!"

Karl muttered a few words to himself, then wiggled his tentacles, burrowing them into the ground and extending them like tree roots.

His tentacles expanded outwards from the main hall, connecting everyone who entered the dream.

716 people!

"Seventeen palaces, over two thousand illusory servants, and the ability to accommodate over seven hundred more dreamers—this guy's mental strength is probably over forty!"

Karl muttered to himself, his tentacles swaying rapidly:

"A superior's dependent?"

"We lost money!"

Even a high-ranking member specializing in dreams might not escape unscathed if one is not careful.

If I had known this would happen, I definitely wouldn't have agreed to Mevia's request.

"Who?"

suddenly.

A cold voice rang in Karl's ear, and a feeling like being pricked by needles rose in his heart.

"Um!"

Karl let out a muffled groan, and his tentacle twitched suddenly.

moment.

The ground of "Wonderland" trembled, and the hundreds of people playing inside stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with panic.

"court death!"

In a flash, Barn suddenly appeared in front of Karl, raising his hand to unleash a spell.

"Barn?"

Karl's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly came to his senses.

The nightmare demon merely extracts a person who terrifies it from its scattered thought patterns.

'Barn' could not possibly come back to life; he was merely being used by the nightmare demon to attack him by taking advantage of his appearance.

A shocking stab!

"Bang!"

Carl's squid head was instantly ripped open, blood splattered everywhere, and the excruciating pain made him unable to control himself.

Injuries in dreams will reflect in reality, and these injuries are no different from real injuries.

Fortunately, Karl has a special constitution, so even if his head explodes, he won't die in a short time, let alone just a hole.

"Wake up!"

With a roar, its tentacles danced wildly.

"Rumble..."

Instantly, the entire "fairyland" trembled violently, and the people in their sleep were awakened by the loud noise.

For someone who has lost the ability to dream, their dreams immediately become less real.

"stop!"

Dozens of 'blades' slashed at Karl's tentacles, causing him to lose contact with the people in his dream.

As a result, although most people were awakened, many others remained in the dream.

"snort!"

The Nightmare Demon scoffed, flicking his fingers to unleash a barrage of mind-piercing daggers, uttering nothing more than a dismissive utterance:

"So you're the helper Mevia hired?"

"It's no use!"

"As long as people are still dreaming, I can leave at any time, and you will never be able to catch me."

"Hmm..." Karl waved his tentacles to intercept the attack, no longer in a hurry.

"It turns out you were just a mid-level relative. The dream felt real because you used the energy of the dreamer."

"No wonder!"

"But a dream is just a dream, and there will always be a day when you wake up."

"Haha..." the nightmare laughed loudly.

"madness!"

"The real world is full of cruelty, and even gods have troubles. Only dreams can create a perfect world."

"Mevia accuses me of creating illusions and giving people unrealistic fantasies, but does she not consider the shortcomings of the real world?"

"The paradise I created can both fulfill their imagination of a better life and increase my power. Why can't I do it?"

"What's the use of saying all this?" Karl lunged forward, and the phantom of Buddha appeared, pressing down.

The Hand of Ten Thousand Buddhas—Bodhi Mudra!

Bodhi is wisdom, capable of seeing through all illusions, and is perfectly suited to deal with those who stir up trouble in dreams.

"Bang!"

The palm print shattered a side hall, but the figure of the nightmare demon had already disappeared.

"It's no use."

The nightmare appeared above the main hall not far away:

"As long as people are dreaming, I can enter anyone's dream and never die."

"Then stop dreaming!" Karl sneered, and the phantom of Buddha behind him rose into the air, revealing the fierce appearance of a Vajra, roaring:

"wake up!"

"wake up!"

"..."

The enormous golden head filled the entire dream, and the aura of fear jolted the dreamer awake.

But there were still twenty or thirty people who, despite being trembling with fear, refused to wake up from their dream.

"My body in the real world has suffered from illness for decades, and even if I die, I want to die here."

"I know this is a dream, but so what? As an ordinary person, all I can do here is indulge in a beautiful dream that I can never realize in the outside world."

"From birth until now, I've spent my whole life as a laborer, a slave. I don't want to continue anymore. Let me die here!"

"..."

"Great Lord of Dreams, I am willing to give you everything, only asking to live here forever."

"Haha..." the nightmare laughed loudly.

"See that!"

"No matter how strong you are, you can't satisfy the desires of the human heart. This is the eternal flaw of the real world."

"Um?"

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze.

But in the "fairyland," one person after another fell to the ground, bursting like bubbles.

This is……

The person who was dreaming died in the real world!

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The City of Death.

Mevia stood in mid-air, her eyes fixed intently on the crowd below.

Thousands of death knights went door to door, knocking and pushing open houses to inspect them. If they found anyone asleep, they would immediately behead them.

"The real world is cruel, but unavoidable; even someone like me has to struggle for survival..."

"Running away won't help!"

(End of this chapter)