Chapter 812: 409 Li Ang

See what I fear most?

After hearing the Nightmare King's words and looking at his own face reflected in the mirror crown on its head, Li Ang's pupils couldn't help but expand slightly.

His memories, no matter what, cannot be shown to others! Whether it is the existence of the badge system or the fact that he is a transmigrator, they are secrets that must never be leaked!

Especially the latter!

Once this secret is leaked and the people at the General Bureau match it up, thinking of the warning given by the Watch Palace, that "soul from an unknown world," even if the Scorpio Director can rush over in five minutes, his Cleanup Officer career will probably come to an end!

Facing the sudden emergency, Li Ang, who originally wanted to wait until 【Drunken Immortal】 expired before struggling with the shooter mark and 【Dream-Invader】, couldn't care about keeping his trump cards anymore and directly activated 【Dream-Invader】 to fight to the death.

Although 【Dream-Invader】, made from the weapon of the Master of Desire Dreams, is not low in status, it is still not enough to face the Nightmare King who has descended in person.

Even if Li Ang relied on the strengthening of the shooter mark to barely lock onto the Nightmare King's consciousness, before he could drag the Nightmare King into the dreamscape, the Nightmare King's withered head split horizontally from the middle eerily, neatly splitting into two.

"Hehe."

Accompanied by a sneer with a hint of contempt, the countless nightmares that made

"You don't think the same trick will work on me a second time, do you?"

After toying with the old body captured by the 【Dream-Desire Invader】, whose eyes were gradually becoming dazed, the Nightmare King, with a slightly pleased expression, looked at the somewhat annoyed Leon before him and said with mockery in his eyes:

"The secret arts of the Archer Palace are indeed remarkable, even allowing a Level 3 cleaner like you to briefly exert a level comparable to a Director; caught off guard, you almost actually escaped from my hands.

It's a pity that no matter how good something is, it ultimately depends on who is using it. If the person using this were the Archer Director himself, no matter how much I struggled, it would be useless; I would be directly dragged back into the dream.

But with your soul strength, you simply cannot lock onto my primary consciousness; at most, you can only grab a few hundred inconsequential nightmares. There are as many of these scattered nightmare fragments in the river as you could want—what does it matter if I give them to you?"

"..."

"Alright, after struggling once like this, you should give up."

Removing the mirror crown from the empty old shell, he placed it back upon his own head. The gray-mist giant extended his blue-gray, withered fingers, wiped the mirror surface of the crown with his fingertips, and his hoarse, malicious voice intruded unreasonably into Leon's eardrums.

"Come! In the name of the Nightmare Lord, I command you to open your heart and reveal to me the deepest fear within you!"

Following the Nightmare King's shout, the scorching sun hanging high above flickered several times, then, as if moved from midsummer into late autumn, shifted from a blinding, scorching white to the orange-yellow of the turn of autumn and winter, casting down light that lacked warmth.

Immediately after, the sky-filling yellow sand around them quietly faded away, and with the motionless Leon as the center, the boundless sea of sand rapidly dissipated, transforming into a dilapidated hospital ward filled with the sound of coughing and the pungent smell of medicine.

On a somewhat dirty hospital bed at the edge of the ward, a sickly young girl, her face so pale it was almost bloodless, turned her head slightly and said in a soft yet slightly stubborn tone:

"Brother, why don't you... just stop worrying about me?"

"..."

So, his greatest fear was merely the passing of his family?

After looking at the thin girl on the hospital bed and then at the distorted-faced Leon in front of the bed, the Nightmare King, who had just been quite enthusiastic, felt a flash of heavy disappointment in his eyes.

Although the sense of fear was very intense, and the heavy unwillingness and resentment were also quite interesting, he had seen this level of fear and nightmare far too many times; he couldn't muster the slightest bit of interest.

Boring.

Looking at the unoriginal nightmare before him, the Nightmare King, who had replaced part of the boundless desert with Leon's deepest fear, couldn't help but click his tongue in a lackadaisical manner.

It seems that his ability to calmly face eternal torture was not truly being fearless of everything; it was mostly the effect of some anomalous object.

Regarding this guy who almost made him stumble, he had originally thought that the deepest fear in his heart would be something interesting, but it was only this? This is truly...

Hmm? Where is he going?

Watching Leon, who had rushed out of the ward with a distorted face, clutching a knife he had picked up, seemingly intending to do something, the Nightmare King finally managed to muster a little interest, actively changed his stature to the height of an ordinary person, and followed him all the way.

Immediately after, everything that happened two months ago replayed without much change.

"Is anyone here? I'm here for the job interview!"

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a demon before?"

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"Haven't I made it clear to you? A normal person like you simply isn't suitable for joining the Cleaning Bureau."

"Please wait a moment!"

"My observation skills are very special! I can distinguish some special things, and if there is direct contact, I can immediately obtain some relevant intelligence!"

"Well, that goat is a 'special thing', so start explaining now."

After the red-haired Director proposed the "test question," facing this last straw, Leon, who had already staked everything, took a deep breath, his arm trembling slightly as he touched the black goat, however...

"?!!!"

Nothing? Why was there nothing?

Discovering that the situation was different from what he had imagined, a deep look of terror suddenly appeared on Leon's face, and an unparalleled panic spread upward, as if a cold, bone-chilling hand had tightly gripped his heart.

There should have been something! It clearly should have been there!

As long as I touched it with my hand, something would clearly pop up to tell me the information about the relevant anomalous object; why was there nothing now?!

"Heh, so he's a madman."

After shaking her head with some disappointment, the red-haired woman with a somewhat blurry face said coldly, driving him away:

"Get lost! This isn't a place you should come to!"

"But... but I clearly..."

"Get lost! I'll only say it once! Hmph! What a waste of time!"

"..."

Under the Nightmare King's interested gaze, Leon was driven out of the Cleaning Bureau, dejected and lost, his head hanging low, moving step by step back to the hospital like a walking corpse.

After emptying all the money on his person and trying his best to drag it out for more than a week, still unable to raise enough medical expenses, Leon, under the sickly girl's insistence, had to carry her back home, as she coughed all night long and couldn't even fall asleep.

Immediately after, everything was just as the sickly girl had initially suggested; when those all-night coughs no longer sounded, in order to continue receiving the girl's pension, Leon had to take advantage of the night to cast her body into the sewage river, pretending she was still alive to defraud the pension.

But less than a month later, this small scheme was discovered by the officials sent by the military to verify, and instead, more fines were deducted, making the family's life even worse, becoming increasingly sallow and thin.

The following year, a fever epidemic broke out in the capital, and the two children, who had been malnourished for a long time and had weak constitutions, ultimately couldn't pull through in the absence of medical care and medicine; the small home that had once been somewhat crowded finally became completely empty...

So that's how it is.

Looking at Leon, who was sitting by the small bed with a hunched back, reaching out to stroke an old photo album, his eyes filled with numbness, the Nightmare King's eyebrows raised slightly, finally understanding what he feared most.

If he didn't have the aptitude to become a cleaner and hadn't joined the Cleaning Bureau, he could only lose everything bit by bit and inevitably, just like in this nightmare.

So if he wanted to torture him, he didn't need to carry out physical destruction; just sealing his original memories and letting him relive all this infinitely would be enough.

Heh, I didn't expect it to be so simple.

Waving his hand to dispel the dream he had projected from the deepest part of Leon's heart using the 【Mirror of Sorrow and Fear】, and changing everything around them back to the boundless desert.

Looking at the real Leon, who had been silent since he rushed out of the hospital in the dream, seemingly having suffered some huge blow, the Nightmare King couldn't help but curl his lips, evaluating with a pleased expression:

"Although your fear is a bit ordinary, overall it's still interesting... Hehe, I've already thought of how to punish you for your offense against me.

Listen well, I declare that from now on you will be... what are you doing?"

"I'm going to give you a big gift."

After crushing the bottle containing the 【Dream-Eating Alien Armor】 and stuffing all the remaining beetles into the empty shell body that the Nightmare King had previously shed.

Amidst the Nightmare King's puzzled expression, Leon expressionlessly took out the 【Unjust Snake Contract】 and exchanged it for a strand of bright red hair from the red-haired Director outside.

Immediately after, this empty shell body filled with the feeding 【Dream-Eating Alien Armor】 naturally disappeared from his hands and appeared in the night sky of the capital, which was filled with countless nightmares.

"From now on, no one the hell is going to dream again!!!"