"Sure enough, all the fantasies in this dream will come true!"

Standing on the billboard with flashing lights at the gas station, Chen Yi, who had become a prophet Merlin, had an ugly face, and looked down, and the entire street was densely packed with thousands of fierce ghosts dressed in black clothes, with hideous faces, and holding blood-stained axes, flocking to the western supernatural space like a tsunami, and the presidents of the major guilds and even the supernatural players.

The presidents of the major guilds in the Western Spiritual Space fought hard with the supernatural players, but instead of decreasing, the number of fierce ghosts had an intensifying trend, becoming more and more numerous, which also indirectly confirmed Chen Yi's conjecture that he had become a prophet and prophet Merlin.

"Who can know that in the dream world, in the adventure of the supernatural space, the ghost street, the ghost in the supernatural space, in the end, the bosd ghost is in charge of the entire dream, all the fantasies of the supernatural player will be used by the ghost if it is beneficial to him, and the unprofitable will be weakened if it is harmful to the ghost."

"Damn, if that's the case, doesn't that mean that as long as there are supernatural players present, including me, as long as any supernatural player thinks that the ghost is still alive, he can be resurrected infinitely with the power of dreams?"

"It seems that if it is a normal supernatural player, it will be even more difficult to attack the supernatural space of the Ghost Street."

"Normal supernatural play wants to break through this adventure supernatural space, and the supernatural space of Fierce Ghost Street is a fantasy, and the major guilds and even elite supernatural players in the Western supernatural space are completely planted this time."

With the emotion of the incarnation of the prophet Merlin Chen Yi, the battle situation has undergone earth-shaking changes on the empty streets of the ghost space of the supernatural space.

The leader of the Brave Guild, Hotnik, was triumphant, floating in the sky, surrounded by countless winds frantically tearing up, forming a wing formed by the wind behind him, the wings spread endlessly, and the winds rolled up all the fierce ghosts around him into the sky and tore them into flesh and blood.

"Hahaha, my dear Mr. Azemasebin, don't panic, remember that it's a dream, it's a dream world, remember, this is a dream supernatural space, don't limit your power and thinking to reality, magnify your thoughts, magnify your fantasies, in this dream supernatural space, as long as you think, you can become a reality......"

The Brave Guild's Captain Hotnick looked up to the sky and laughed, he thought he had the ability to control the wind, but even then he could only use the power of the Wind Blade and Tornado Storm in the Western Spiritual Space.

But in this illusion now, he can imagine that he is the all-powerful wind god, the power of the wind in his hands, and the tornado storm set off by the wings that connects the heavens and the earth, raging wildly all around, and any fierce ghost that comes close will be torn into pieces.

All of them are close to the power of the gods......

"Dear President Hortrick, I see ......"

Azema Saibin's face was gloomy, and the countless wind blades that had been conjured around his body instantly became even more huge, and countless wind blades at his fingers instantly turned into a huge storm and swept in. Surrounded by President Hotnick and faithfully guarded.

Azemasaibin commands a tornado storm that sweeps the spirits into the sky and tears them into flesh.

The Brave Guild's Hotnik Leader and the Azhe Masaibin Psychic Player float in the sky, controlling the wind and killing all the demons around them like gods descending on the earth.

"Haha, God, God, this is what it feels like to be a god, with a dream that I Hotnik is a real god, I can control all the power between heaven and earth, this feeling is what I am after, the final boss of this adventure supernatural space is not vulnerable at all, he is absolutely impossible to break through my tornado......"

Hotnik of the Brave Guild laughed loudly, and here he displayed his abilities that far exceeded his professional skills, as if he were truly a god.

suddenly

A little black light flickered in the surrounding wind tornado, and in an instant, a blood-stained axe split the wind tornado and instantly slashed at the head of President Hotnick, directly kicking his head in half.

"No .................."

Azema Saibin's eyes were split, he had been faithfully guarding the side of President Hotnick, but he had not seen the axe that had broken through the tornado and was rushing towards him.

There was a moment of hesitation.

More axes came in quick succession around him, splitting Azema Saibin into meat sauce in an instant, and the wanton tornado of the wind vanished with the death of the two men.

The Warriors' Guild's president, Hotnick, and Azema Saibin were all wiped out.

"Damn, why is this happening? Why is this happening, and why are there so many ghosts in the final boss of the Ghost Street? Damn, why do you kill more and more? ”

Romero, the leader of the Transcendence Guild, gasped vigorously, he fought desperately, while his eyes gradually shot out a look of panic, and when he looked up, the entire street was full of fierce ghosts like a tsunami, and every time he killed one, he would follow one after another, as if it was endless.

What the hell is going on here?

Romero, the leader of the Transcendence Guild, looked more and more ugly, and his intuition told him that they seemed to have fallen into a strange state, and it was absolutely impossible for the supernatural space to encounter the supernatural space of the Fierce Ghost Street and the supernatural space of the yellow level to be so difficult.

"Be careful............

Harros, a supernatural player beyond the guild, had an ugly face, and the supernatural armor around him was wrapped around him, as if he was a giant of steel, and the axes of countless fierce ghosts around him continued to slash at Harros's supernatural armor, and the sound of metal impact and sparks erupted.

Harros's face changed drastically, and he clearly saw that a fierce ghost slowly poked its head out of the ground at the feet of President Romero, the leader of the Transcendence Guild, and a blood-stained axe was about to chop over, Harros hurriedly pounced, instantly wrapped Romero in his arms, and used his solid body to resist the attack that was about to come.

With a crisp sound as if it were tearing through paper, the bodies of the Haros supernatural player and the president of the Beyond Guild Romero were instantly split in half by an axe, and red blood stained the land.

Roxas is proud of the supernatural equipment, and the sturdy supernatural armor is as vulnerable as paper.

"Sword Light Technique!"

William, who was like a prince in the Infinite Guild, took a deep breath, and the Western sword in his hand burst out with brilliant brilliance, and with a slight click, it was like a beam of thunder and lightning that crossed the entire sky and instantly pierced the entire street, and the fierce ghosts that penetrated at the speed of light were completely wiped out, and they would be killed with one blow.

But more fierce ghosts slowly gathered, swaying bodies, hideous faces, and blood-stained axes, as if they didn't know what death was and what fear was.