Build an ancient-level power in the nightmare world

Benjamin felt his body gradually solidify, and the hazy feeling around him gradually faded away.

His eyes quickly scanned his surroundings, and the environment in front of him seemed strangely familiar.

In less than two seconds, he confirmed where he was.

At the same time, he could clearly feel the gradually intensifying sense of being watched from all around.

He squinted slightly, focused his mind, and the image of a crystal ball appeared in his mind.

Feeling a connection between himself and reality, Benjamin felt a little more at ease.

Without much hesitation, he turned and walked towards the duty room. He walked briskly and soon arrived at the storage room.

Benjamin was taken aback when he saw the empty coat rack on the left side of the storage room entrance. Then a barely perceptible glint of something else flashed in his eyes.

He immediately turned around and walked out of the temporary stronghold.

dong dong dong~

In the innermost room of the Immorales Funeral Parlor, someone knocked on the dark wooden door.

A moment later, the door opened silently, and an elderly man with a slightly aged face and gray hair appeared inside.

He stared silently at the person standing outside the door, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Benjamin, what are you doing here at this hour?" Morgan asked, puzzled.

"May I borrow your ceremonial sword?" Benjamin remained expressionless, as if stating something perfectly natural.

Upon hearing this, Morgan suddenly frowned.

His slightly drowsy eyes suddenly brightened, and he stared intently at Benjamin for a while.

"Okay." After thinking for a moment, Morgan didn't ask any more questions and finally agreed.

A moment later.

Benjamin, clutching a special weapon, sped through the night in Rom.

The weapon is crescent-shaped at one end, with double-edged blades, while the other end is shaped like a spiral short sword that is thinner at both ends and slightly thicker in the middle.

It was the ceremonial sword he had borrowed from Morgan.

At this moment, the crescent-shaped blade on this ceremonial sword is emitting bursts of moonlight that are invisible to the naked eye.

The moonlight formed an invisible barrier around Benjamin, constantly dispelling the invisible erosion hidden in the unfathomable darkness all around.

……

In a narrow corridor, a figure wearing a cloak was moving quickly in one direction.

This person was Chris.

Soon, he reached the end of the corridor, stopped, and looked at the three forks in the road ahead and to the left and right, a hint of helplessness appearing in his eyes.

he's lost.

A defensive array has been activated in the only corridor leading from the company to the Torchbearer's stronghold.

What was originally a single-path corridor has now become a maze with countless twists and turns, branching out into countless other paths.

Benjamin had explained the formation of the stronghold to him that morning, so he roughly guessed that he was being affected by some kind of cognitive interference formation.

In fact, removing this interference is very simple for him.

The curse can be dispelled simply by using the Star Key.

But now he is draped in "The Hidden Fate". Although visualizing the Star Key does not consume spirituality, it would be ridiculous if visualizing the Star Key still caused the extraordinary vacuum created by this cloak to break.

He had now entered Madison Asset Management.

But that feeling that made his heart pound still lingered.

And it is getting worse.

He couldn't imagine how intense that feeling would be without the cloak's protection.

He doesn't know whether it will affect his thinking and judgment.

Even if he had the Star Key, he wouldn't want to confront that feeling unless absolutely necessary.

This dream was very different from the previous two.

Although he still held a sliver of hope that even if the dream collapsed and everything returned to darkness, the Star Key could still take him away from here.

But before that, he felt he had to rely on himself and try more possibilities, instead of just lying around and waiting for the Star Key to carry him.

Many of the methods he now possesses are difficult to apply in reality.

But in this dream world, he can certainly make a series of attempts.

Although he couldn't see the countdown, through his spiritual intuition, he estimated that the dream probably wouldn't last much longer.

Anyway, the dream is about to collapse.

He doesn't need to follow the rules; he can try some different things.

In this dream, he wasn't afraid of these people seeing his abilities.

Chris's gaze swept carefully across the three corridors ahead, and on the wall of the right-hand corridor, he noticed a faint arrow-shaped scratch.

These are the marks he made earlier.

He was back to square one.

This time, Chris didn't rashly choose a side path.

Faced with a cognitive interference array, it would be very difficult to escape using this method of marking.

He's most likely just going around in circles.

Just as Chris hesitated about whether to visualize the Star Key, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind him.

He quickly turned his head and looked back.

What appeared to be a bottomless darkness in the distance was the corridor behind him, which had been illuminated by the candlelight.

The hurried footsteps came from the darkness.

Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Chris's eyes.

The next moment, the Star Key was drawn in his mind, and all discomfort was instantly dispelled.

In this situation, he couldn't care less about anything else.

Fortunately, after the Star Key dispelled his discomfort, the cloak showed no abnormalities.

He immediately turned around, his senses returning to normal. Looking at the black door not far ahead, he immediately started running again.

Chris rushed to the door, grabbed the doorknob, and twisted it sharply.

"Damn it." Chris couldn't help but swear.

He was surprised that the doorknob wouldn't turn.

When he and Vivian entered the house in the afternoon, it was Vivian who opened the door.

He suddenly remembered that when Vivian opened the door, there seemed to be a subtle spiritual fluctuation emanating from her hand.

So he immediately tried to activate his spirituality, and a thin thread of spirituality flowed down his palm and into the doorknob.

At the same time, a crisp sound, like breaking glass, rang in his ears.

A bad feeling instantly washed over me.

His heart sank, knowing what had happened: the extraordinary vacuum created by the cloak had finally shattered.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

A strong feeling of palpitation surged up from the bottom of his heart, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated uncontrollably, his brain instantly became congested with blood, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

That feeling was now so intense that it could directly affect his physical state.

The Star Key quickly took shape in my mind, and the feeling of palpitation instantly dissipated.

After that feeling was dispelled, he could probably maintain a normal state for about five seconds.

Then, that feeling of palpitation will surge up again.

He must visualize the Key of the Star once every five seconds.

While this doesn't consume spiritual energy, it means that his attention will be momentarily distracted every five seconds.

Just as Chris was about to grasp the basics of spirituality.

A blurry image immediately appeared in his perception.

It turned out to be a miniature combination lock hidden inside the door.

With a spiritual touch, he could easily turn the four wheels on the combination lock.

The door lock combination is four digits.

But he didn't know the password.

It's both a formation and a combination lock.

Is it really necessary to take such strict security measures at the torchbearer's base?

Chris couldn't help but think to himself.

But at this moment, he did not stop what he was doing.

He kept rapidly drawing upon his spirituality, trying various combinations of codes.

At the same time, he kept looking back.

The darkness was spreading toward his location at a visible speed.

The footsteps in the darkness were getting closer and closer to him.

Damn it.

Chris couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

At this moment, a spiritual thread, under his control, attached itself to the Mars card. At the same time, more spiritual energy was infused into the guardian ring on his left little finger.

He was ready for battle.

"8086..."

Suddenly, Chris's gaze sharpened; he felt as if he had heard a somewhat familiar voice.

"8086……8086……"

The voice kept repeating the number 8086.

A flash of understanding immediately appeared in Chris's eyes.

"8086." He couldn't help but repeat the number, and at the same time, he controlled his spirit and immediately entered the password on the combination lock.

With a soft click, the combination lock opened.

Without a second thought, Chris flung open the door, pushed off with his feet, and burst into the room.

Almost simultaneously, a black figure rushed out from the darkness that stretched out from the back of the corridor.

The black figure flashed and rushed into the room.

As they entered the room, the black-clad figure abruptly pulled the door shut with a bang.

Chris was now standing in front of the wall at the far end of the room. He stretched out his hand, and a spiritual wave spread behind the wall.

At the same time, he kept his body turned to the side, watching the situation behind him.

Upon recognizing the figure in black, his pupils involuntarily contracted slightly.

"Captain Ben..." he called out to the black-clad figure with some surprise.

He hadn't expected that the person who came would be Benjamin.

The hurried footsteps in the darkness just now, and the reminder about the password, must have come from the other party.

He had already learned from his other colleagues that Benjamin would return to this hideout almost every night.

But to my surprise, the other party returned so late.

It's already past 10 o'clock.

Rom doesn't have much of a nightlife.

Benjamin also scrutinized Chris closely, his eyes darting around, but he didn't show anything particularly unusual.

While he was in the corridor, he noticed the guy in front of him who was wearing the "Hidden Fate" cloak.

At first, he only saw a back view.

Based on the other person's height and build, he assumed it was Morphy.

When the other person turned around, he finally saw what the person looked like.

The person shrouded in "hidden fate" was not any member of his torchbearer squad.

It was Chris, whom he had met recently.

Even Benjamin, who could maintain a blank expression when shrouded in darkness, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise at that moment.