“....... And the flaming-like golden cloud that we burrowed in earlier is probably an aggregate of the dream realm of a river civilization. ”

Pigka said: "Your Majesty, don't you think, dreams are the same as clouds, they are so ethereal, strange in form, illusory but real......"

"Well, that makes sense. Every cloud is a collection of dreams......" Maya nodded thoughtfully.

Pigka continued: "The Cree had only been reminiscing in a dream about an unforgettable past, a war.

Not a nightmare, not a sweet dream, very neutral.

But when you get closer, the power of your Nightmare Law turns his memories into nightmares, and then you touch them yourself, and you personally participate in the nightmare, deepening the horror of the nightmare. ”

Speaking of this, Pigka's pig face was full of confusion and doubt, and it said tentatively: "Your Majesty, why is your nightmare law so similar to the king's?" Your breath tells me that you are a god, not a doppelganger. ”

"Can't there be two creatures with similar talents in the Nightmare World?" Maya's eyes flashed and she asked lightly.

Pigka said firmly: "Not to mention the nightmare world, even the entire universe, and even the multiverse, will not have the same trait born.

The traits themselves are the spokesmen of the higher laws, and they are to the multiverse what the elders of the universe are to the monolithic universe.

Think about it, can a seventh-level civilization and one law give birth to two cosmic elders? ”

"Oh, those who know the traits make such analogies... It seems that you really know a lot about the secrets of the multiverse.

Pigka, what type of creature are you? Maya curious.

"You should be guessing, right? My body is in the form of this white cloud, the white cloud house. Pigka asked rhetorically.

"So, the clouds are your essence? You used to be a collection of dreams too? Maya nodded.

"Creatures are born and die, and civilizations composed of living beings are born and die, and in the same way, the dreams of living beings also have a cycle of life and death.

After the disappearance of civilization and the extinction of living beings, the clouds of dreams once came, the waves subsided, the ocean froze and froze, and finally died completely.

But life and death are both part of reincarnation, and the dream cloud after death will give birth to a new life—the native life of the dream world, that is, a nightmare creature like me. ”

Pigka's pig-like chirp became low and hoarse, and there was a strange sense of vicissitudes in his tone.

"I used to be like this nightmare cloud, a collection of dreams of a vast river system.

As early as 500 million years after the birth of the universe, I experienced 14 seventh-level civilizations, 129,000 sixth-level civilizations, and even one civilization that almost transcended the universe.

Alas, the great Wiscadi, until the time limit came, was also stuck in the position of the half-step eighth-dimension. It's just a little bit, it's a shame. ”

"Wiscardy?"

Maya's heart was shocked, and she silently muttered the term in her heart for a while before she asked in a casual tone, "Do you remember the deeds of those civilizations?" For example, the legendary half-step eight-dimensional civilization? ”

Pigka's voice was vague: "There are so many civilizations, each civilization has so many creatures, and each civilization has so many dreams, how can I remember it?"

Moreover, I can't tell the truth from the fake in the dream, so what's the point of writing down the false and distorted dream? ”

Suddenly, its muffled voice turned into a smirk, "And, hehe, you don't need to know that stuff anymore." ”

"What do you mean?" Maya was alert, but her face was blank.

"It's time to get there!"

The head that turned like a jet valve suddenly stopped, and the cloud of the small house suddenly burrowed into a dark vortex in the purple ocean.

"Whoa!"

The whirlpool that obscured the sky and the sun seemed to be deep and deep, but it crossed almost instantly, and the next moment, the cloud-like house hovered in front of a graystone cliff.

The cliff is a medieval Western-style castle, but the most striking thing is the infinitely long golden staircase that spirals around the cliff.

"It's ......" Maya looked up, shocked.

"This is the palace of the Great Nightmare King!" Pigka triumphantly.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come over."

The shrill sound turned into substantive notes, like a waterfall, spilling down from the highest spire of the palace.

And the body of Pigka's cloud house, quickly coming to the bottom of the waterfall, "Boom-"

In vain, Maya's perspective quickly rose, and in an instant, she crossed countless heights to the platform of the spire.

The platform at the top of the minaret is a small flower bed.

At this time, the warblers and swallows in the flower garden were full of women's laughter and frolicking, and Maya fixed her eyes and saw hundreds of beautiful women with different styles and lovely looks.

Well, a beautiful woman planted in the ground.

There are many flowers in the flower garden, and each flower is a woman.

The upper body is a beautiful woman in revealing clothes, and the lower body is a virtual and uncertain smoke, which connects to the plant stalks in the flower bed.

Every woman has a color of long hair and clothing, and hundreds of women have hundreds of colors.

And these hundreds of flowers are combined into a large bed.

A gray-skinned and red-eyed man with a pointed chin and half a face is lying on the "Qunfang Collapse" with his chest open.

Maya remained silent and allowed Pigka to unload the house mode and revert to her pig-faced cat appearance.

"King, I brought it to you, look at ......" The cat's paws rubbed back and forth, and the pig's face smiled flatteringly.

Edward nodded, and said lazily, "Very well, Pigka, you brought me what I wanted." It's your pay......"

As he spoke, Edward's palm suddenly became the size of a dustpan, and he grabbed it by his side, and in a woman's exclamation, his big hand grabbed the slender waists of the three women, and then pulled it hard.

"Ahh

The three women's faces were discolored, their soft voices became sharp and piercing, and their shouts turned into notes!

"Sting!"

Edward, who had a chin face, didn't have the slightest pity for the jade, and directly uprooted the flower girl, and then threw it at Pigka with a smiling face.

"Take it."

"Gollum—"

In mid-air, the roots, stems and leaves of the three "flower fairies" quickly withered and differentiated, and finally, the plump thighs of three pairs of white flowers were revealed.

Pigka turned his head to look at Maya's white calves regretfully, and then quickly ran to the three women, stretched out his long tongue and rolled it over their bare feet, and the three women were shrouded in white clouds and disappeared completely.

"Ah, great Lord of Nightmares, mission accomplished, it's time for me to take my leave."

After speaking, it didn't look at Maya, who was holding her hands on her chest with an indifferent expression, and her orange tail turned into a propeller and quickly disappeared into the roof of the flower garden.

Edward looked at Maya with lustful eyes, and said with a smile: "Oh, it's really a beauty, tsk, it's a pity, it's great!"

Dare to steal my law of nightmares, I'm going to make you—"

"Edward, you're too inferior, aren't you?"

Maya interrupted him unceremoniously: "I thought I would see you at least on the second layer, but who knew that you had been mixed for hundreds of millions of years, and you only gained control of the first layer of the dream world.

I'm ashamed of you, both of you are a fellow of the Nightmare Law trait. ”

Edward was startled, sat up, and said solemnly, "The law of nightmares? ”