After the counter-sacrifice at the beginning, I became the spokesperson for the girls?

A sudden flash of inspiration came to the space. If I count any days, that day would undoubtedly be the most suitable.

Successfully survived, was given a new life, and gained a new identity...

This is the beginning of the Nightmare Lord's magnificent life, although he is still a beggar on the street.

"You feel uncomfortable if you don't hurt me for a day, right?"

Bai Xingyao took a deep breath and wrote down the date on the changed book. An invisible connection entangled her and her heart moved slightly, feeling that the law had successfully remembered that day.

From now on, everyone who practices nightmares will be able to feel that day.

"This is..."

Broadcasting on all channels?

【That's right】

Space happily wrote it down in its little notebook. It wrote Bai Xingyao's birthday date very carefully and happily handed her a greeting card.

It was a spiritual greeting card. It was just an ordinary white paper. The moment Bai Xingyao saw it, it exploded in front of her, set off some beautiful small fireworks, and then disappeared.

Bai Xingyao hadn't reacted yet. Only colorful lights remained in her vision. Before she opened her eyes wide, she heard the sound of space.

【Happy birthday】

Space says: [Give you one more, there will be more people celebrating for you next year]

"..."

Bai Xingyao was stunned. She was rarely at a loss.

"...How old is he?"

Her voice was low.

We've been partners for such a long time, and you're still doing this.

Not knowing what was going on outside, Bai Xingyao still needed to finish revising a whole book before checking on the believers. She quickly lowered her head and immersed her gaze into her work again. Page after page of paper passed by her quickly. She increased the speed of the changes, and soon, all the unnecessary things were replaced.

The spiritual filter has been set, and now everyone who sees this book in a dream will think that it is a living literary giant, very high-end. After doing all this, Bai Xingyao raised his head and contacted the bridge of communication again, wanting to project his spirit onto his unlucky believers.

----

The young man is fine.

White mist enveloped him, and his breathing became almost unspeakably light. That was the effect of faith, which blocked out all factors that could alarm the outside world, including the fluctuations of the soul.

Bai Xingyao put the modified book into his mind again. She did not act rashly. Her caution against the unknown prompted her to only stare at the things in front of her without even jumping over it with her will.

But she could feel the cold, because the place covered by the white fog was getting colder and colder. All of this was transmitted to her soul through her believers.

【host……】

She heard a very slight fluctuation in the dream world.

【Happy birthday……】

Even though the young man was protected by his faith, he still couldn't forget the Lord of Nightmares that he had been thinking about all the time. He seemed to sense the breath of his Lord in his dream, and in a daze, he said to the Lord what he had always wanted to say.

Is today the birthday of the previous Nightmare Lord?

Bai Xingyao traced back the changed date and found that Barosede would indeed be given clusters of white flowers by believers today. No wonder this young man was so stubborn that he had to go out and pray in the night even if it was foggy.

The connection blurred his cognition, the young man frowned and then relaxed his brows, his soul slowly accepted everything in the haze, the remembered words slowly changed, from now on, there would only be the changed contents of the books in his memory, and the shadow of Barosider would disappear completely.

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 86: The Ultimate Showdown between the Nightmare Lord and the Aboriginals

The influence of the higher laws on the lower laws can be said to be almost effortless. After Bai Xingyao checked for a while and found no loopholes, she only kept a little mental observation, and then returned to the sea of ​​souls and was in the vast world.

The sky was overcast and the vision was even a little dim. As soon as Bai Xingyao touched the air in front of her, a book of laws that had never been tampered with appeared in front of her.

The name written on it clearly reads Baroside.

【Why do you keep this? 】

Space looked at the book that shouldn't have appeared and asked in confusion.

"As a souvenir."

Bai Xingyao said casually, her eyes staring at it for a long time, her memory jumped away, one line of words after another were tampered with in her mind, and in the end only her traces were left.

After she dies, will her next husband treat her the same way?

Will anyone remember her forever?

Will anyone go out and pray for her and celebrate her birthday, even at the risk of their own life?

It is unknown, the world is always cruel, and the disappearance of a soul always ends in oblivion.

【What are you thinking about? 】

Space said: [Even if you die, I will revive you]

Faith can create miracles. It will make the statue of Bai Xingyao spread all over the world. One day, Bai Xingyao will open his eyes.

"I'd better not die, otherwise you will have to live in the hands of the next nightmare and worry about me. It's tiring."

Bai Xingyao was the first person to go against the atmosphere. She took back the book, and the shadow of this spirit sank into her memory, becoming a trace stored among thousands.

But she still thought of one point, and she spoke it out in the long wind.

"Didn't you follow the previous Nightmare Lord?"

According to the meaning of the material, the medium is inherited.

How could I possibly follow Him?

The space makes no secret of its pride.

[I am unique and newly created. I have always been waiting for my destined master. Not everyone can communicate with me.]

The previous nightmare medium probably died along with the previous nightmare lord.

But if it were to change, it would definitely be a strong universe. Only by being alive can one remember everything. In this world, the dead can be resurrected, and dead trees can sprout. Only by existing can there be infinite possibilities.

“Why do I feel more and more like we are discussing my funeral?”

[You were the first to bring up this topic]

2 Lin Jiu ⑶ Liujiu

The player and the ball stared at each other for a while, and then nothing happened. They just sat in the ocean of souls, listening to the waves.

One minute, two minutes.

In the world of white fog outside, wisps of the breath of the sea of ​​souls are gradually disappearing.

The tentacles condensed from the spirit reached out for a tiny dream. The girl who was celebrating her birthday brilliantly in the dream had not even had time to smile when her dream was shattered, like foam on the sea, and could no longer be seen.

For more people, they don't have the chance to live out the magnificent life in their dreams. Just like the water on the leaves in the early morning, it slides silently and sinks into an unknown world.

Bai Xingyao knew that they were dead.

There is no pollution, no pain, no stopping. Their lives are like the moon in the water, whose reflection is easily shattered and disappears into the unknown.

What is it?

What will tomorrow be like?

she does not know.

Maybe everything will be fine after the sun comes out, or maybe there will only be endless silence after the sun comes out. She doesn't know which direction the ship of destiny will go, she only knows that night has fallen, and the world of the third day has revealed its cannibalistic side.

【You probably can't go out tonight. 】

The space's awareness of the outside world came from Bai Xingyao. It could have used Bai Xingyao's spirit, but the creation of the boundless thing isolated not only Bai Xingyao's body, but also all her perceptions.

What's more, Bai Xingyao felt the crisis of the inexplicable jump of the white mist, so she withdrew all her scattered spirits to prevent any unexpected events from happening.

Bai Xingyao remained silent as her spirit connected to the entire ocean of souls. Her gaze was a vast expanse of floating dreams, with some places glowing and some places dim. The shallow barriers were shattered, but more hard shells remained, uniting together to form a dazzling sea of ​​dreams.

"I can go to the solid dreamland."

Bai Xingyao responded to it.

She reached out her hand and touched a bubble that emerged from the sea. The hard shell felt rough to the touch, and she softened her emotions and saw a small black ball that was making a sound like DuangDuangDuang?

?

Bai Xingyao stood up, her head full of confusion. She looked over to make sure she was not seeing things.

The glowing one is a dream protected by faith, the solid one is a dream of a strong soul, but what are the little balls of hair jumping in the dream?

She did not feel a sense of nothingness. If it was a creature imagined by humans, it should be illusory and integrated with the breath of the soul. But when she saw things, she clearly felt an aura of isolation from everything, independent and abrupt in the entire spiritual world.

This was not a product of the soul itself, but rather a kind of aura that even faintly resembled her soul.

Bai Xingyao was so surprised that she immediately sank into the dream. A ripple appeared between the sea of ​​soul and the dream. She opened her eyes, and her suddenly clear vision reflected the dim sky, and then she immediately looked at the creature in the dream.

This is a round creature covered with fur, very small, only the size of a steamed bun. It has black fur, and in this ordinary dream street, the furry body is blown into a cute little ball. They have colorful eyes that reflect the color of glass, very round, and inlaid on their faces like gems. When jumping, the color in the eyes flashes, shining like stars.

It's cute, but there are a dozen of them.

There were clusters of black balls, some clustered together and some standing alone, forming a continuous sea of ​​black balls. They blocked the empty street. A man fell to the ground and screamed in an unknown language. He opened his eyes wide, and a ball of fur jumped up and hit him in the face.

②Wooshanbaqi⒈⑶

An even more tragic "ah ah" sound came out of the man's mouth, and the surrounding black fur balls jumped a little closer. They squeezed close to the man. When the furry touch swept across the man's skin, his eyes rolled up, accompanied by an even more extreme scream. It was a power that Bai Xingyao was extremely familiar with -

fear.

Originated from nightmares, born from the deepest fear in people's hearts.

How could Bai Xingyao not be familiar with this energy? Not only had she possessed it, she had also eaten it. She was stunned by this familiar feeling, and accidentally stepped on the floor tiles of this dream, with a snap.

Then, the dream paused.

This was a real pause, even the unconscious screams of the owner of the dream stopped abruptly. Bai Xingyao noticed something was wrong, she slowly raised her head and looked at the black balls surrounding the man. They all stopped their movements and slowly turned their eyes over. More than a dozen pairs of colorful eyes stared directly at her who had intruded into the unknown.

The staring lasted for three seconds, and then the fur balls quickly jumped together. In just a blink of an eye, a huge, terrifying fur ball that covered the sky and the sun appeared in front of Bai Xingyao and pressed directly towards her.

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I stayed up all night today. When I looked up, it was already 6 o'clock. I slept until now. Sorry for being late. I have been a little busy with work recently (*?′╰╯`?)?

The other side of eternity:

Chapter 87: The Real Peak Showdown

[Wet rainy day

empty street

Don't look back, don't look back

The devil's minions roam the air

The fragments of the god are staring at their terrified prey]

In an instant, a dozen small black balls combined into a big black ball.

What a spectacular sight it was, the black fur that covered the sky and the sun, under the dark dream sky, was so huge that one could only look up. The originally small and cute steamed bun ball was now as big as a house. When it looked down with calm eyes, the colorful glass eyeballs refracted beautiful light, almost making Bai Xingyao unable to open her eyes.

A few seconds was enough time for a creature to move. Bai Xingyao was a street away from the giant. She watched the scene in front of her and heard -

Duang——

The sound of a black ball bouncing.

boom--

①②Neighbor 3②Neighbor 7Private (VIII)

The sound of the earth shaking.

The owner of this dream was about to faint from fright. He kept backing away, his face twisted with tears and snot. The black fur ball didn't care about his existence. It jumped and ran over him.

There should have been blood and flesh flying everywhere, and Bai Xingyao took a step back, but she raised her head and stared in astonishment at a human-shaped piece of paper, which floated lightly from the place where the black ball was crushed and was blown into the sky by the wind.

A flat person, a flat painting, the expression on his face was still so frightened, and his crying heart seemed to pour out after being crushed, allowing Bai Xingyao to catch some words from the antenna ball.

Duang——