Everything seemed like a dream, but yet so real. The floor of the Dream Hall was very cold, and this coldness spread along the ground to Sheldon's face - his face was pressed against the floor.

"Well...well..."

My head... hurts... but I am very awake, as if I have slept for several days, and I don't want to sleep anymore.

Sheldon opened his eyes and saw that everything around him was familiar again. It was the floor, the door, and...

Sheldon looked up, only to find that the deep black giant pupil had disappeared, disappearing completely like a huge soap bubble bursting. He unfolded the synchronization, and there was no magic power belonging to the nightmare in front of him, as if he was hardened by something.

It was as if it had been swallowed alive. There are only two possibilities now. The first is that this nightmare ran away, and the second is that it was completely obliterated by something without leaving a trace.

Moans were everywhere, and some people kept waking up, covering their foreheads and muttering in a low voice. They recalled that they seemed to be involved in the dream world of a high-level nightmare, and found that they were still alive. They felt happy, and even

Some people even trembled and shed tears, saying that they were not dead.

Of course, there are also some people who fail to wake up successfully. Their bodies appear to be intact, but in fact the souls in their bodies have been devoured.

Just like Houston.

Of course, Merlin is still the most important. Sheldon quickly looked beside him and found that the child was still sleeping. He originally thought that Merlin's hair would return to its original color, but for some reason, his hair still did not return to its original color.

.If you look carefully, you can see that the tips of Merlin's hair are slightly lavender.

"But it's okay..." Sheldon picked up Merlin's body and stood up staggeringly - wait, why does this little guy become heavier?

Sheldon frowned and checked again whether the child he was holding was Merlin himself.

This face... looks exactly the same, but this body... always feels a bit taller? In Sheldon's impression, Merlin's height is at most as high as his calf, but now

It was firmly flush with his calf.

However, it's okay.

Sheldon breathed a sigh of relief, turned his attention away from the child, and prepared to perform his duties as the comprehensive affairs management consultant of the Dream Division, arrange the people who woke up, and maintain the overall operation of the Dream Division.

"Sheldon, you're awake." Peiman's voice echoed quickly in his ears. He turned his head suddenly and found that his boss was already looking at him from behind. "What do you think? Is there anything abnormal?

What?"

"This... this..." Sheldon stammered a little at this time, "should... my son and I should not."

"Well..." Peyman in front of him knelt down and carefully poked Houston, who was still lifeless. "Everyone who dies in the dream world will not wake up."

Opening Houston's eyelids, he saw that his pupils were open and lifeless. His soul had been shattered in Barbatos' dream world, and naturally he would not wake up.

"But it's really touching..." Peyman stood up and patted the dust accumulated on his body due to his deep sleep. "The Houston family... to be honest, his name was Schimmer before.

Damn, their whole family stayed in Mengmengsi..."

"He is a very smart warlock, and his magic skills must be very high." Sheldon gently stroked Merlin's long white hair, "Hey... I don't know if my son's hair can be changed back.

..."

Since Sheldon didn't want to talk about this topic, Peiman wouldn't continue to talk about it. She looked at the time now and saw that it was the morning of three days later. She didn't know how much the entire Vatican would think of poking such a big hole.

What do you think, Mengsi... It is estimated that there will be another salary cut, criticism, or even a one-stop replacement. But no one is willing to take over Peyman's mess...

Thinking of this, Peiman's cheeks twitched slightly. It is indeed acceptable to despise the organization she works for to this extent. However, even if she is asked to work in another company now, she will not agree immediately.

.After all, like Houston, she has spent decades here...

By the way...it's been three days, right?

"Hungry..." This was the first word Sheldon heard Merlin say after leaving the dream world. They suddenly realized that this child was not the only one with his chest pressed against his back.

Peiman made a prompt decision and immediately contacted the people he could contact and asked them to hurry up and get some food - the food in the Mengsi canteen had already gone rancid.

"What? Most of the people in the Vatican were swallowed up?" According to the information transmitted by the simple communication device, Peiman knew at this time that the basket that Dreams had poked seemed larger than she had imagined.

But according to Peyman's memory, Houston was assigned by his superiors... Then she won't take the blame. If she behaved like this on her first day on the job, is that okay? But the superiors will probably play ball with each other.

..... It's none of her business anyway, so naturally she won't continue to worry about it, not to mention there are already a lot of troubles to worry about now.

"But...haha~" Peiman finally breathed a sigh of relief, "This matter is finally over."

"Indeed." Sheldon nodded. He turned around and wanted to take Merlin back to the office to feed him something to eat. He found that Martin's eyes were glowing green and he was looking straight at Merlin in his arms.

"Your child...how did his hair...change? Hey, hey, don't leave?" Seeing Sheldon running away in a hurry, Martin suddenly felt very strange. However,

He also didn't think about why he made the expression of wanting to eat this baby just now and how terrifying it was.

Barbatos' dream world was fierce, and it was shattered just as quickly. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the dream world that had clearly left countless high-level warlocks helpless was actually broken like this? And what they didn't expect was that,

The seemingly unbreakable dream world exploded like an illusory soap bubble! This made the so-called "experts" extremely embarrassed.

For example, Cheney, the temporary representative of the Merlin Cult who went out for a private visit. She is now wearing a simple brown robe, just like an extremely ordinary young girl, with short light pink hair just stuck on the edge of the hood, no more, no less

One penny is a lot, just enough to collect all the hair.

"This is really weird..." She secretly used various methods to try to break this seemingly thick dream barrier, but all failed without exception, "What the hell...

..what's going on?"

Either some powerful person forcibly strangled the nightmare from the outside, or someone inside gave this damn nightmare to the inside...

But Cheney didn't believe that Sheldon would use his own power to get rid of this nightmare, whose strength was even lower than the first level. Seeing the twisted corpses on the ground, Xiang must have absorbed a lot of souls.

...Even the most elementary second-level nightmare cannot possibly not make progress after devouring so many lives.

I just hope Sheldon and the others can return safely.

Cheney carefully withdrew from the wailing crowd, sighed helplessly, turned around, and walked slowly towards the Palace of Porcello in the imperial capital. The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was blowing, but it could not blow away her wrinkled breasts.

Ajna.

These matters have nothing to do with the Merlin Cult, and the mess should be handled by the king and government personnel. However, it seems that Sheldon is in the Dream Department, the source of this accident, as a general affairs management consultant?

Cheney took out a simple communication device and silently stuffed the box, which exuded a light pink magic luster, into his arms. While he was in the Dream Department, he might have been affected by the excessive intervention of the Merlin Cult. Strictly speaking,

Sheldon is no longer a member of the Cult of Merlin.

"I don't know what Charlie will do... Haha, it's none of my business." According to others, the king's niece was infected by the nightmare. Now that the nightmare has disappeared, she should wake up.

Bar?

This was also a miserable child who was left behind in the struggle for the throne, and her final destination was unclear. Cheney, who still had some sense of conscience, could only mourn for her for three seconds in her heart.

However, Marshall, the current Princess Yaris, had just opened her eyes. Her rouge-colored pupils were half confused for some reason, but then they gradually faded away like the remains of a magic whale sinking to the bottom of the sea.

"Miss Marshall, you're awake."

Marshall clutched his temples with throbbing pain, and drowsily compared it with the scattered memories of being hit in his head. That was Phillip's voice.

"Good morning, it's time for breakfast, princess."

"Why do I feel..." She narrowed her eyes in pain, "My head hurts..."

"Do you want me to use a pain relief spell for you? Maybe you just slept a little longer." The smile on the corner of Phillip's mouth was so kind and warm.
Chapter completed!