Houston walked very fast, unbelievably fast, and...why every flower and tree here seemed to be in the palm of his hand, and there was no way he could escape.

"Well..." Sheldon frowned and carefully hugged Merlin, who was also silent, with Martin following behind him.

"Speaking of which..." Martin covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "This guy looks very strange. I always feel like he has worked here before."

"It's none of my business, no need to ask any more questions," Sheldon said solemnly.

"Ah... okay." Martin sighed, hunched his back, and followed step by step.

Being familiar with the road, Houston walked very fast, while Sheldon said a few concise sentences every time he passed a seal.

"This is a third-level low-level nightmare 'worm' with a medium level of harm. It has been marked before -"

Fourteen civilians were killed and four were tortured to death.

"What is sealed here is a third-level low-level nightmare, 'Flash', which once——"

Bring all the residents of a whole street into the unformed [Dream World], and use the flash of light in the Dream World to cause them to faint and lose the ability to move.

"What's sealed here is——"

"Meteor", a third-level intermediate nightmare, created a mental shock that once made a second-level magic pattern warlock lose consciousness and left him paralyzed for the rest of his life.

Oh, by the way, these nightmares are all his! He helped them catch them all!

Why... not even a small request...

Time froze, and Houston's eyebrows even had a little ripples, and the magic lines in his eyes were looming, shining with a bright green light.

"Dad..." At this time, Merlin tugged on Sheldon's clothes.

"What's wrong?" Sheldon said softly, without any expression on his face, like a machine that was working precisely and meticulously.

"Marquez! Don't be impulsive!" Nightmare reminded sternly, "If you use your power in advance... we both have to finish playing!"

"Don't worry, I'm measured." Marquez didn't panic at all, but smiled.

"I, I want to... pee! Dad, take me there." Merlin's voice was soft but a little urgent.

"Okay, excuse me for a moment." Sheldon was stunned for a moment, then motioned to Houston, then jogged and hugged Merlin and ran towards the nearest bathroom.

Only Houston and Martin remained where they were.

Little did they know that Martin was already sweating profusely, and now that the two of them were left alone, they looked extremely embarrassed.

It's really strange that the huge Dream Hall has become extremely cramped.

"Is your name Martin?" Houston looked up and said expressionlessly, "How many years have you been working?"

A tone that was accustomed to the leadership made Martin couldn't help but tighten his legs and replied solemnly: "It has been six years. I happened to have just been transferred. Of course, I also serve as the captain of the Dreamer Team."

Although the speech was a bit incoherent, I could barely cope with it.

"Yeah." Houston laughed suddenly and patted his shoulder, "Don't be nervous."

"Ha ha......"

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Sheldon is next to Merlin, serving him... well, the bathroom.

"Dad...that uncle is a bad guy." Merlin whispered, turning his head to the astonished Sheldon, his eyes firm and innocent.

"Who told you?" Sheldon opened his mouth and spit out these few words.

"I think he's a bad guy, he looks like a bad guy," Merlin insisted.

"Oh, children also have the benefits of being children, right?" In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Nightmare joked, "It is also a method. However, I want to remind you that although I have power, it is also the magic power of Nightmare. I do not

Determine how much you can do with your body."

"I know." Marquez said, "But bad things will probably happen. I just want 'Dad' to be mentally prepared."

"Your mental age is only fourteen, don't pretend to be mature." Merlin snorted and said.

"hehe."

"Then, if you think he is a bad person, he is a bad person. Let's talk less to him." Sheldon saw that Merlin had put the water away, "You didn't call me all the way here just to say this?"

?”

"Dad, he is a bad guy." Merlin was picked up skillfully, rinsed his hands with water, and still emphasized.

Really, the more you look at it, the cuter it becomes.

Sheldon laughed and kissed Merlin's charming smile.

When they came back, a familiar figure joined the two people who were staying at the same place, seemingly still talking in a serious manner.

That was Peiman, and I don’t know why she had the leisure to get involved in this matter.

"Sheldon, you're here." Peyman said with a smile, "This is Mr. Houston, our newly hired monster sealer."

"Well," Sheldon nodded, "We have already gotten to know each other before. I am taking him to familiarize himself with all the seals here so that he can be taken care of in the future. Especially the 'thing' worth the dream hall is worth taking care of."

Let’s do some research. Although this is the job of the sealer, I have to say that the person who sealed it at that time was indeed a good hand.”

Of course, it doesn’t matter who I am!

Houston laughed inwardly.

For some reason, Payman was also ready to join, so the original four people became five, making it more lively. Payman was also willing to introduce more details, such as the plot of capturing the nightmare at that time.

Respect the person involved and be there for them.

"At that time, 'that person' finally used [Space Fault] to fix the nightmare in—"

If it hadn't been for him using the magic of transcending levels, Peyman wouldn't have appeared here...

The corner of Houston's mouth curled up, and the self-mockery in his eyes became more profound.

What kind of consultant do you work for? What kind of dream company do you work for...Does it have to be just to make a living...

Just like strolling in a garden, going around and around, the group of people finally returned to the beginning of their memories - the Hall of the Dream Department.

The marble pattern has gone through countless rubbings, and the turbid gray-black color has already filled the nooks and crannies. It will probably be difficult to remove without someone specifically cleaning it.

However, it is better for him to keep this accumulation of time here quietly.

"'Barbatos', the name of this nightmare." Peyman spoke, facing the huge eyeball above his head.

"Barbatos?" Merlin asked doubtfully.

"This is synonymous with 'cunning', and it is also the most humiliating thing for us in Mengsi..." Peiman's voice was very soft, but it could be heard by everyone, "However, in the end, it was 'that one' who

It was sealed, and the thirteen restrictions at that time were also imposed by him."

"'That'? Who is it?" Merlin asked.

"He's gone." Peyman didn't say much, and then introduced the origin of this monster.

"Merlin, do you know Barbatos?" Marquez asked about his nightmare in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"How do I know? Barbatos is just a name. There are thousands of people of the same kind, so it's hard to know the root of it. Who I am and who he is, it doesn't really matter. They're just ants." Nightmare's tone was very confident.

This eyeball was as big as a balloon, and it was shiny with oil, as if it had been oiled regularly. It was covered with bloodshot eyes, like the roots of an old tree entangled in knots, with a faint dark red flow.

The pupils are so black that you can't see through them at a glance, as if if you look at them a few more times, your body will be sucked into them.

"Of course, I will leave all the sealing work to you in the future." Peyman said, turned around and patted Houston on the shoulder.

"Hehehe..." Houston's eyes were burning, staring at the eyeball above his head, "What a beautiful... thing... isn't it?"

He raised his right hand, magic lines appeared on his fingertips, silver-green brilliance sprayed out, and the sky was filled with spots of light. Immediately, layers of six-pointed stars suddenly spread out from around the eyeballs and rotated!

"Houston, what are you doing!" Peyman wanted to stop the other party, but found that Houston's body was already separated by a golden barrier!

[The fourteenth level of long-lasting protection]!

How to do it!

Sheldon suddenly took Merlin's hand, picked him up, and comforted him: "It's okay...it's okay."

"He is a bad guy." Merlin shouted firmly.

In an instant, white smoke erupted from Houston's body as the magic pattern became stronger!

"What!"

His nails were peeling off! His skin was wrinkled! His eyeballs protruded, and they all fell off in two snaps! Only two dark eye sockets remained, and two new turbid eyeballs soon appeared!

It was a decadent but firm figure, weathered, and the years had etched rust on his face...

He is old.

"I didn't expect that." Houston blinked and chuckled, "Peyman."

"You! What are you doing!" Peiman was so surprised that he couldn't speak. His legs softened and he knelt down. "I beg you...don't...we are sorry for you, we are sorry."

.....”

"What's the use?" Houston laughed wildly. The space around his left hand was blurred. His fingertips touched upward and touched the rotating six-pointed stars.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Everything was shattered, including the huge eyeball.

"I'm here to take back my rights." Behind him, a huge shadow stretched out in the air, "even if they are already dead."

So what!

The mask of [Long-lasting Fourteenth Layer of Protection] has disappeared, and now it is of no use no matter what you do.

Today is the day when Mengsi returns to darkness.
Chapter completed!