Chapter 801: Hatred Fully Drawn

"Hm?"

Seeming to perceive something vaguely, the Gray Mist Giant, soaked in the River of Nightmares and squeezing into reality bit by bit, slowly opened its eyes.

After rising from the pitch-black river reflecting countless nightmares, the Nightmare King opened his withered, skeletal palms slightly, extending sharp, hooked, and twisted fingertips to slice open the gray mist on his own chest and abdomen; as if excising flesh and blood, he carved out a piece of pale nightmare and gripped it firmly in his palm.

Is it the Snow Woman? Was she dealt with so quickly?

The vertical slit in its palm cracked open, giving birth to a hollow gray eye that pressed tightly against the pale nightmare. After observing the situation inside, the brows on the Nightmare King's withered face couldn't help but furrow slightly.

In the pale-colored nightmare, the wind was still raging and snow was surging just like in the past, but the thin-clad beauty in the wind and snow, who looked like a winter spirit, was not drifting forward in the wind and snow as she had in the past.

This wind and snow spirit, which had once appeared in the dreams of countless Northern humans and devoured countless lost souls, was being tied up with five flowers and tied to a pile of branches by a strange demon with two horns on its head, being dragged toward the bottom of the snowy mountain.

And the mouth of the ram-horned demon was humming a strange, rather cheerful tune, destroying the cold and murderous atmosphere of the pale nightmare completely. That catchy, strange rhythm was inexplicably catchy and easy to remember.

Even the thorn-crowned demon dog beside the ram-horned demon, which was pieced together from countless damaged flesh, had learned it seven or eight times after hearing it a few times. The "woof-woof-woof" dog barking even vaguely matched the beat.

Just by listening to that demon and dog sing it two or three times, this cheerful little tune had eerily drilled into the Nightmare King's memory, and even began to spread uncontrollably into other nightmares that had some slight connection.

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

Whether it was the mountain village destroyed by the great avalanche, or the traveler freezing and starving in the wind and snow, regardless of losing one's beloved in the wind and snow, or the tragedy of a broken home on a snowy night...

With the Nightmare King's memory as a link, a large pile of nightmares that had something to do with snow, no matter what the specific situation was, all rang with that cheerful and strange little tune. Some even had the vague figure of the ram-headed demon happily humming the song.

What the hell is this?

Watching the nightmare on its body suddenly become polluted by a large area and inexplicably cheerful, the Nightmare King's withered cheeks couldn't help but twitch twice, and then it hurriedly lay back into the River of Nightmares.

Under the repeated washing of the pitch-black river water and countless nightmares, the eerie tune finally settled down a little and did not continue to run around in the Nightmare King's nightmares.

But what made the Nightmare King particularly uncomfortable was that the eerie little tune, half human voice and half dog bark, seemed to be deeply engraved in its memory. No matter how it washed it, it couldn't be completely washed away. It was still lurking in the depths of its memory, and it felt like it might come out and hum a few times from time to time.

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

Watching the Snow Woman in the pale nightmare, who was screaming and struggling non-stop but was still being forcibly dragged down the mountain, the vertical eye in the Nightmare King's palm narrowed slightly, recalling the Aquarius Director's previous instructions.

"Use your fastest speed to strike directly, use the purest power to pour him to death, absolutely do not give him a chance to open his mouth or play tricks!"

Indeed... it should definitely be done this way!

After recalling the lingering demonic melody, a fierce look appeared in the Nightmare King's eyes.

There are too many strange things in this Cleanup Officer's brain, 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 its memory without refusal, and it couldn't be washed clean no matter how it was washed.

And memory is the foundation and flesh of dreams. He, full of strange memories, is an unadulterated pollution to itself, a creature of the Dream Realm, and a deadly poison that cannot be looked at directly.

Memory is as important to Dream Realm creatures as the soul is to humans. It is something that cannot be abandoned at all. This level of pollution is extremely dangerous and extremely fatal.

It, composed of nightmares, is immortal. Even if it is killed by the Cleanup Bureau this time, and even its existence is wiped out, it doesn't matter. As long as the Fallen Soul Black Abyss is still spewing nightmares outward, it will eventually have a day of revival.

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

Must kill him!

After deeply realizing Li Ang's "danger," the Nightmare King's hook-like palm exerted a slight force, directly crushing the Snow Woman's nightmare. Then it closed all the eyes on its body and sank deeper and deeper into the pitch-black River of Nightmares.

No matter what the price is, even if it is completely killed by the Cleanup Bureau once, it must kill him!

"Oh..."

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

The mountain with raging wind and snow, the idiot mountaineering woman who didn't wear cold-proof clothes, the Scorpio Director pulling the sled... it really cost me my life!

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

Although the Snow Woman had no other means of killing except summoning wind and snow, she had the ability to cover up memories. He just lost his mind when he saw the Scorpio Director lifting his hind legs to pee, and he forgot who he was. It was simply impossible to guard against.

And according to the Scorpio Director, she seemed to have the power of a Level 1 Cleanup Officer, which meant that as long as the infection value of people below 30 was dragged into the nightmare by her, they would probably be like him, silently deprived 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 skirt walking in the snowy 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 the mountaineering team leader.

If it weren't for his special memory, in addition to the memory of Li Ang Laien, there was also the memory of his previous life, and if one was erased, there was another one, he would probably really be confused in his cognition, and out of kindness, be tricked by her into the depths of the snowy mountain, and then freeze to death in the sky full of wind and snow.

Well... yes, and that dog!

Recalling the scene in the dream from the "third-person perspective," a look of realization flashed in 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 he was fighting away from home in the Snow Woman's dream, he could roar away the sky full of wind and snow 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 Level 1 Cleanup Officer. If it weren't for it, he might not have been able to drag the Snow Woman down the mountain and struggle out of the nightmare... well... wait!

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

"Holy crap! It really dragged it out!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 802 =====