"So this is it?" Marquez asked hesitantly next to Merlin, "It's that simple?"

"Of course - no." Nightmare chuckled, "This is just a prison for a dozen of us, and that guy's dream world is not that rough. If we want to really calm down this matter, we have to deal with it.

The rest of the dream world needs to be opened."

"Will we have to fight other Barbatos later?"

"That's not necessary."

Merlin directly absorbed the soul of Barbatos from its origin during the battle, which means that he will not bother to deal with the other Barbatos in the [Dream World] in the future. But this is really powerful, just like that

He subdued such a big nightmare in one fell swoop...

"You must take your time. My previous magic power and body are gone, so I have to start accumulating it from scratch," Merlin began to mutter for some reason, "No one bothered me before, I just need to keep absorbing it there.

Now I have to help you transform your body bit by bit so that you can absorb more magic power... Of course, your magic power adaptability is quite good, otherwise you wouldn't be able to accept me."

Marquez always felt that something was not right. Was he praising him or himself?

"Why didn't I know that if you help me transform my body... I should feel something, right?" Marquez watched helplessly as he stretched out his fingers, exploding the surrounding space, and then squeezed the fragments.

, and finally sucked it back between his fingers.

"Why do you think so?" Merlin controlled the children's bodies, clapped his hands, and crushed the space they were in, and then placed Sheldon and his group who had been protected before back on the ground of the Dream Department Hall.

"I don't think other people are in pain when they absorb magic power. Besides, this is my magic power. You don't know how to use the magic power of the runes, let alone observe its essence. It's normal not to feel it. Speaking of which,

Really, if you humans put magic power into your body, it is the same as self-immolation. If you don't transform it, your body will become weaker and weaker."

Marquez couldn't say anything about this, but he was also a little unhappy: "Then I think my dad has a pretty strong body."

"Appropriate physical exercise can alleviate this symptom, but the upper limit is much lower." Merlin said matter-of-factly, "But now I feel that the human body does have some meaning, including touch, sight, etc.

It’s very clear. The nightmare itself has no body, and is equivalent to a conscious mass of magic power that can be materialized. What they only look at is the concentration and properties of the magic power, and they basically don’t care about color, three-dimensional level, etc.”

"Then can I still see things in the way of nightmares?"

"Yes, you can watch it too, but you may feel a little dizzy the first time."

Marquez made a prompt decision and asked Merlin to open up the perspective of the nightmare so that he could have a taste of it.

I saw the child's eyes blinking, and the originally dark purple pupils were filled with a hint of bright golden color, surrounded by two phases, and the deep magical light revealed from them became more agile and childish.

"Oh oh oh oh--!"

Everything is different from what Marquez has seen before. There is no space or objects in his eyes now, and even his own body is completely invisible. Instead, there are patches of colorful colors.

It's like his body is a large expanse of rich dark blue, with little bits of rotating starlight splashing inside from time to time, while the surrounding dream world has materialized into a huge gray curtain, covering all four sides of him. However, with the nightmare,

Under his control, these gray magical powers quickly folded and squeezed, from loose to solid, and finally turned into gray magical fine sand, blending into the dreamy deep blue of the Milky Way.

"What...are you doing?" Marquez quickly became familiar with this strange feeling, but did not feel dizzy. "Is it absorbing Barbatos' magic power?"

"Of course, although this amount of magic power is still not as good as before, it can still fill some gaps." For some reason, when Merlin said these words, his tone was a little helpless.

"In the past...that is to say, you had much more magic than this before."

"Indeed." Merlin said.

It seems that one person and one nightmare don't want to talk about it. The main reason is that the nightmare doesn't want to talk about it, so there's nothing we can do about it.

Watching pieces of gray being squeezed, twisted, and turned into more solid energy, and finally entering his body, Marquez felt a little strange for some reason, or rather emotional.

Obviously they could have done more and saved more people, but only a few of them survived. What should I say? Incompetence. From the beginning to the end, the [murderer] failed to kill a single person;

It's fair to say that these people were forced to get involved in such a cruel fraud game.

Kara——

Like countless mirrors shattering and collapsing around Merlin, the gray space was no different from crispy biscuits under Merlin's hands, crackling and exploding, and finally being sucked back into his body as if it were waste.

However, there are more, more spaces similar to the ones before, waiting for Merlin to break and reclaim. The entire dream world is like a huge beehive, and what Merlin has just reclaimed is only the first space they are in. His surroundings

There are still densely packed gray compartments that are impermeable in both directions. It seems that there is still a lot of work to be done.

Merlin's eyes suddenly blinked, and the spinning runes in his eyes gradually subsided, leaving only his golden-blue eyes looking calmly into the distance. He was obviously floating in the air, but there was no fear after weightlessness, but a sense of familiarity.

....

"By the way, will those who have not been released continue to kill?"

"If a more powerful nightmare were to set up a dream world, different game rules would be set at the same time, but something like this is so-so... I don't think it is possible." Merlin waved his hand, and with a light body, it was already broken.

There was another wail in the dream world, and his body instantly appeared on the periphery of a compartment. His fingers were pressed together, dark blue light spots appeared on the fingertips, and finally he stabbed hard towards the illusory barrier.

"Ooohhhh——!!"

That was...a female scream!

All I could see was the bright red blood shooting out, and the frightened, bloody female face.

Merlin blew a breath, and a soft bright purple barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, which bounced away the blood and the woman's body at the same time.

"Did you see that?" Merlin's index finger floating in the air touched the forehead of the man who was charging towards him. The thug holding the knife instantly fell asleep and collapsed to the ground.

"Uh! Uh..."

"Are you okay? Marquez?" Originally, he just wanted to let the child next to him see the cruelty of human nature and the mechanism of the operation of the dream world, but he inadvertently hurt him, which made the nightmare a little difficult to deal with, "Of course

, this is just an example, there must be other people who choose to coexist peacefully... Are you okay, kid?"

"..." No answer.

"Okay." Merlin wisely said nothing more, and quickly unfolded his barrier, knocking out everyone inside and sending them out of the dream world. He made a fist with his left hand, crushed the compartment into powder, and put it in his bag.

He ran non-stop towards the cubicle next to him.

Fortunately, this nightmare was too greedy and expanded its dream world too much, so that the barrier between dream worlds was not very thick. If it had been stronger, Merlin would have had to waste a little more effort.

In fact, Merlin did not tell the truth to Marquez. When he strangled Barbatos, he relied on his own coercion from the life level to crush its soul, rather than truly using magic power.

Crush it. Of course, his extremely good control over magic power is also the reason why he can defeat Barbatos in a short time. Merlin can gather all the magic power in his body into one place and burst out powerful power in an instant. For this kind of

Of course Barbatos, who had no control over his skills, wouldn't notice.

His current total amount of magic power is only one-fifth of Barbatos. After absorbing this dream world, his strength should be able to increase to another level. It is also time to transform this body again.

Later, Merlin's body was almost out of the afterimage. All he had to do was tap his fingers, wave his arms, and finally crush the dream world and take it back.

"Marquez, those souls that haven't had time to be absorbed can still return to the body."

"what do you mean?"

"In other words, those who were killed after Barbatos died can actually come back to life."

"Really? Really..." This sentence seemed to give Marquez some encouragement and excitement, but the blow just now was probably too great, and he still couldn't get over it.

Bang!

The most interesting boxes should be saved for last.

It was a hexagonal cubicle, which was different from ordinary ones. It was actually engraved with a complicated sky-blue rose pattern. What was even more interesting was that this "box" was actually translucent!

It was a little blond girl, who looked about the same age as Merlin now. She was lying there stiffly, obviously without anything, but for some reason she always felt like she was nailed to the ground. Marquez looked at

When he reached her, he was even stunned.

"Indeed, she is quite beautiful according to human aesthetics. But...hehe..." Merlin stretched out his left hand, the palm of his hand was slightly bright, and passed over the girl, "You

Look."

"Uh! Ahhh!"

Crosses...full of crosses!

The iron rose engraved on the cross glowed faintly red, I don't know whether it was due to rust or some other reason, which looked very scary.

Merlin stepped forward and took a look, and saw that the roses above were not all red, but as if a red paintbrush had been passed over, and dots of red were like real blood stains, dazzlingly imprinted on the petals of the roses.

"Marquez, you can choose to save her, or you can choose not to save her."

"I...why didn't I save her?" Marquez's voice trembled, "Enough is enough...I'm really fed up!"

This fear was not felt when someone was around, but once the building was empty, this long-preserved fear would immediately jump out, leaving a deep mark in Marquez's heart.

"So..." Merlin smiled.

Immediately, the child's left eye returned to a completely golden color.

"You do it."

If this fear is not overcome, then the child will still be a child, and Marquez will still be Marquez. Merlin is not an ordinary Merlin, and this child is not an ordinary child. He needs to mature, and the sooner he can, the better.

"What... do you mean?" Marquez realized that he had regained control of his body. He shook his hand and found that the touch was still there.

"Come on, time is running out." Merlin urged, "Don't you want to try my ability? Then try it."

Marquez looked at the palm of his hand, which represented that the mark of Mo Xi had not disappeared.

"The cross is misaligned with the girl's body. To put it simply, it fixates the girl's soul. As long as you are willing to pull it out, you will definitely pull it out——"

"——Don't make any noise!"

Touching the corners of his eyes, Marquez found himself crying for the first time in a long time.
To be continued...