Chapter 398

"Hmm?"

Seemingly vaguely perceiving something, the Gray Mist Giant, who was soaked in the River of Nightmares and was squeezing into reality bit by bit, slowly opened his eyes.

After getting up from the pitch-black river reflecting countless nightmares, the King of Nightmares' thin palms opened slightly, probing out sharp and distorted fingertips with hooks, dissecting the gray mist on his chest and abdomen, as if cutting off flesh and blood, cutting down a pale nightmare, and holding it firmly in his palm.

Is it the Snow Woman? Was she solved so quickly?

The vertical lines in his palm split open, giving birth to hollow gray eyes, sticking close to the pale nightmare, and after observing the situation inside, the eyebrows on the King of Nightmares' thin face couldn't help but frown slightly.

In the pale nightmare, the wind was still violent and snowy as before, but the woman in thin clothes who was like the spirit of winter in the wind and snow did not float forward in the wind and snow as in the past.

This wind and snow fierce spirit, who once appeared in the dreams of countless humans in the North and devoured countless lost souls, was being tied up by a strange demon with two horns on his head, tied to a pile of branches, and dragged down the snow mountain.

And in the mouth of the sheep-horned demon, he was humming a rather happy strange tune, destroying the cold and killing atmosphere of the pale nightmare completely. That catchy strange rhythm was inexplicably catchy and easy to remember.

Even the dog of thorns made of countless broken flesh and blood beside the sheep-horned demon learned it seven or eight times after listening to it a few times, and the woof woof woof dog barks were vaguely on the beat.

Just listening to that demon and dog sing two or three times, this happy little tune drilled into the King of Nightmares' memory strangely, and even began to spread uncontrollably to other nightmares that had some slight connection.

"Woof woof woof~ I love you~ Woof woof woof woof sweet and sweet~"

No matter the village destroyed by the avalanche, or the traveler freezing and starving in the wind and snow, no matter the tragedy of losing love in the wind and snow, or the broken family in the snowy night...

With the King of Nightmares' memory as a link, in a large pile of nightmares that had some connection with snow, no matter what the specific situation was, they all sounded that happy and strange little tune. Some even appeared with the vague figure of the sheep-horned demon happily humming a song.

What the hell is this?

Looking at the nightmare on his body that was suddenly polluted by a large area and inexplicably happy, the King of Nightmares' thin cheeks couldn't help but twitch twice, then he hurriedly lay back into the River of Nightmares.

Under the repeated scouring of the pitch-black river water and countless nightmares, that strange tune finally settled down a little, and did not continue to wander around in the King of Nightmares' nightmares.

But what made the King of Nightmares particularly awkward was that the strange little tune that was half human voice and half dog bark seemed to be deeply engraved in his memory. No matter how he scoured it, he couldn't wash it away completely. It was still ambushing in the depths of his memory, feeling that it might come out and hum a few times from time to time.

I seem to understand what that damn Aquarius Director meant...

Looking at the Snow Woman in the pale nightmare who was screaming and struggling but was still forcibly dragged down the mountain, the vertical eyes split in the King of Nightmares' palm narrowed slightly, recalling the Aquarius Director's previous instructions.

"Shoot directly at your fastest speed, pour him to death with the purest power, absolutely don't give him a chance to speak and play tricks!"

Indeed... it should be done like this!

After recalling the demonic melody that lingered, a fierce look appeared in the King of Nightmares' eyes.

In this cleaner's brain, there are too many strange things, many of which are simply meaningless garbage, but they are inexplicably unforgettable.

Just like the strange little tune just now, after listening to it for two ears, it drilled into his memory without refusal, and couldn't be washed clean no matter how he washed it.

And memory is the foundation and flesh of dreams. With a brain full of strange memories, for him who is a nightmare creature, it belongs to an unadulterated pollution and a kind of deadly poison that cannot be looked at directly.

Memory is as important to nightmare creatures as soul is to humans, and it is something that cannot be abandoned at all. This level of pollution is extremely dangerous and extremely fatal.

He who is composed of nightmares cannot be killed. Even if he is wiped out by the Cleaning Bureau this time, even if his existence is erased, it doesn't matter. As long as the Black Abyss of Fallen Souls is still spraying nightmares outward, he will eventually have the day of resurrection.

But if he contacts this strange cleaner too much, causing the nightmares that make him up to be heavily polluted, then not only will his power decline due to the large loss of nightmares, but there is even a possibility of complete collapse.

Must kill him!

After deeply realizing Hearing Li Ang's "danger," the King of Nightmares' hook-like palms exerted a little force, directly crushing the Snow Woman's nightmare, then closed all the eyes on his body, and sank deeper and deeper in the pitch-black River of Nightmares.

No matter what price he pays, even if he is completely killed by the Cleaning Bureau once, he must kill him!

"Oh..."

Not knowing that he had already been locked by the enemy boss's hatred, and the priority of extermination was even higher than the 【Dream-Eating Alien Armor】, after climbing up from the ground while holding his head, Hearing Li Ang, who was dizzy from sleep, finally found back his memories covered by heavy snow bit by bit.

The mountain with violent wind and snow, the silly mountaineering woman who didn't wear cold-proof clothes, the Scorpion Director pulling the sled... It's really killing me!

After recalling what he had experienced in the nightmare, Hearing Li Ang couldn't help but hiss with lingering fear.

Although the Snow Woman had no other lethal means besides summoning wind and snow, she had the ability to cover up memories. He just lost his mind when he saw the Scorpion Director raising his hind leg to pee, and he forgot who he was. It was simply impossible to guard against.

And according to the Scorpion Director's statement, she seemed to have power similar to a first-level cleaner, which means that as long as someone with an infection value lower than thirty is dragged into a nightmare by her, it is estimated that they will be like him, silently stripped of their memories.

At that time, the person who fell into the dream would not only lose all means of resistance, but even their cognition would be confused by her. Seeing a woman in a dress walking in the snow mountain, he didn't feel strange at all, but actively made up a lot of possibilities for her, and even thought about helping her find a mountaineering team leader.

If it weren't for his special memory, apart from the memory of Hearing Li Ang-Laien, there was also the memory of his previous life, and if one was erased, there was another one, I'm afraid he would really be in a state of cognitive confusion, out of kindness, be fooled by her deep into the snow mountain, and then be frozen to death in the wind and snow all over the sky.

Hmm... Yes, and that dog!

After recalling the scene in the dream from the "third-person perspective," a flash of realization flashed in Hearing Li Ang's eyes.

He didn't feel it when he was in the dream, but now that he thinks about it, it is definitely not a simple thing.

Even if fighting away from home in the Snow Woman's nightmare, it could roar away the wind and snow all over the sky with one voice, suppressing the Snow Woman so that she couldn't move. It is estimated that it must be an anomalous object at the level of a first-level cleaner. If it weren't for it, he really might not be able to drag the Snow Woman down the mountain and struggle out of the nightmare... Hmm... Wait!

After looking down at the cold-proof clothing on his body, Hearing Li Ang, who was still a bit confused, trembled all over, completely recovered his sobriety, and then suddenly looked back.

"Holy shit! It really dragged it out!"