Chapter 4084

Two screams came from the dimensional entrance. As for how fast the two figures were when they appeared, let's just say it was like someone spitting on the ground, or like two watermelon seeds when one has diarrhea.

The two figures braked for a long time before barely stopping. As soon as they stopped, Loki saw: there was a huge gash running through half of Stark's armor, and Strange had a knife stuck in his back.

"Am I having hallucinations?" Strange asked, grimacing. "You saw it too, right?"

"I might be too tired from experiments lately. I don't know what I just saw." Stark also said blankly. Then he looked down at the crack on his chest and let out another strange cry.

The two stared at each other with wide eyes.

Until Loki flew over. Both looked at him simultaneously and said, "Are we dreaming? This dimension is full of Schillers! And he can teleport!"

"If the two of you didn't see it, then it might just be a hallucination; but since all three of us saw it, I'm afraid Schiller has really run out."

"It's the morbid ones." Strange clearly saw it more clearly and said, "These people aren't from the tower; they're from beneath the tower. Each one is evil and terrifying. How did they run out?"

Stark had already called Greed. As a result, they heard Greed swearing on the other end: "The morbid ones are staying perfectly fine in the abyss; they haven't run out. You must be too tired lately, which is why you're having hallucinations..."

Before he could finish speaking, a mass of gray mist appeared beside them. Stark pointed at the dimensional entrance and said, "Go see for yourself."

Greed looked at him with half-belief and slowly flew in. A few seconds later, another scream was heard, and the gray mist was also "whooshed" out.

"My God! What is going on?!"

"You really don't know?"

"Why would I lie to you?!" Greed stared at him with wide eyes and said, "When have you asked me and I haven't told you the truth? Most of the time it's just that you didn't ask. This really wasn't me."

Seeing that they were clearly still somewhat skeptical, Greed explained: "Before, when I wanted compensation, I only released some fantasy traits from the normal side. That's because I knew this was just a means, not really wanting to destroy the universe. How could I release the morbid ones in the real world? My home would be torn apart by them!"

Stark thought for a moment and felt that what Greed said made sense. Before, when he released those traits, although each one was a bit strange and looked completely unlike products of this world, most of them didn't have strong aggression, and they weren't troublesome to deal with.

But the ones inside this dimension now were not. They were completely indiscriminate, attacking anyone they saw; run a bit slow and you'd become sashimi. If these people ran into reality, the damage caused would be immeasurable, and it was very likely to endanger Earth. Greed wouldn't let them destroy his property.

"And I said it already, we are one person, just different traits; wouldn't I know if other traits were on me?" Greed said with some helplessness. "The morbid ones are staying well in the abyss. Who knows where the ones inside came from? Where does this dimension lead?"

"This is a closed dimension," Loki said. "It's the place where the Lord of Chaos and the Lord of Order are, as well as that middleman. The news Batman got is that the stone might be in this dimension."

"It's good that it's closed," Greed said with a sigh of relief. "Don't let them out, otherwise all the superheroes will suffer."

"The problem now is that the stone is inside." Strange pointed at the dimensional entrance and said, "If we let Batman get the last stone, we lose. If we don't go in, what if they really succeed?"

"Then you still lack understanding of the morbid ones," Greed said. "I can tell you responsibly, with them there, no one will get anything. Our task now is to block this entrance and don't let anything out, otherwise the real world will definitely suffer."

"We have to find out where those monsters that are exactly the same as your personality traits came from. It couldn't be that someone invaded your tower..."

"That's impossible," Greed shook his head and said. "Not to mention who has the ability to invade the tower, even if they entered the tower and entered the abyss, they couldn't possibly come out alive. How could they mimic these... wait, dream."

"What?"

"What about Dream Power Doctor Strange?"

Strange didn't know why he suddenly asked this, but he still tried to contact Dream Power Doctor Strange. The other party didn't respond at all.

"Could it be that he defected?" Stark said with a frown. "He stole the information in your tower..."

"That's impossible," Greed repeated again. "No one can understand my morbid side so well, except myself. If Dream Power Doctor Strange defected, then it's impossible for any of me to cooperate with him, nor would I reveal information to him."

"Then why do you think he did it?"

"This form is a bit like the manifestation of a dream. You can use professional equipment to test whether the power inside is similar to what Dream Power Doctor Strange uses. If it is, at least we can be sure that these things were manifested by Dream Power."

Stark approached the dimensional entrance to detect, while Greed continued: "Either Dream Power Doctor Strange was controlled, or he lost control. Considering the Scarlet Witch and Magneto who lost control before, there might be Batman's hand behind this."

"I remember one of you is helping Batman, right?"

"There is one, but this thing couldn't have been made by him. He can't even talk to the personality traits on the normal side, let alone the morbid ones. In his eyes, the morbid ones are just a bunch of lunatics; he wouldn't use this method. And, they are the ones in a hurry to find the Infinity Stones now; since they already know the Infinity Stones are in this dimension, why would they set obstacles for themselves?"

Strange thought for a moment, nodded, and said: "The key question now is, who understands you so well? Could it be the Prime Universe Batman?"

"He at most understands Arrogance relatively well," Greed said while thinking.

"It really is Dream Power," Stark said while flying back. "99% similarity to Dream Power Doctor Strange's power. Why would he do this? Could it be that he was contaminated and lost control?"

Greed shook his head and said: "Judging from the situation where Scarlet Witch and Magneto lost control, people who lose control due to mental contamination only use instinct. You can't expect him to create such delicate phantoms in a state of loss of control; those phantoms are almost exactly the same as my morbid side, even the abilities are almost the same."

Stark looked down at the scar on his chest, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

"Who else can use Dream Power?" Greed asked, looking at Strange.

"... Nightmare," Strange gave a name and said, "Actually, before Dream Power Doctor Strange came, the Dream Dimension was Nightmare's kingdom. This guy has also always wanted the Dream Dimension to descend into reality; could it be that he is the one playing tricks behind the scenes?"

Greed remembered that in the comic settings, Nightmare was also a member of the dimensional lords, but compared to villain characters like Mephisto who often show their faces, he seemed a bit mediocre, and his abilities were not nearly as strong as Dream Lord, the master of the neighboring dream kingdom. He was considered a mid-tier demon god who had never come out to cause trouble, and almost no one remembered him.

"Nightmare can't beat Dream Power Doctor Strange, right?" Greed asked.

"Of course, otherwise how could an outsider master most of the Dream Dimension?" Strange thought for a moment and said, "Let alone Dream Power Doctor Strange, he can't even beat me."

"Then how could he create these things when Dream Power Doctor Strange is there?" Greed asked.

"He might not be able to do it alone, but what if he has a helper?" Stark said. "But where did he learn about your morbid side?"

No one had an answer to this question. But just at this moment, another figure walked out of the darkness. His appearance was exactly the same as Ghost Rider Johnny, but judging from his temperament, it must be Mephisto himself.

"How is it? I said, I can help you solve this trouble," Mephisto looked at Loki and said. "Now Batman can't even think about getting the stone. How do you plan to thank me? How about renewing my premium membership for another 20,000 years?"

"You did this?!" Strange looked at him in shock.

"That's right. That guy Nightmare is stupid to the core; I fooled him a little bit, and he did me a huge favor."

"You tell us how you did it," Greed said.

"Isn't that simple? That Charles of yours trapped a group of big guys in the mental world, and Batman's subordinates wanted to save them. The two sides were bound to have a battle in the Dream Dimension. During the big melee, one could use the erupting power to open the passage between dimensions, allowing Dream Power to be output into other dimensions, and also letting the dream kingdom descend there. Nightmare has always wanted the Dream Dimension to descend into reality; I told him about this, and he agreed without hesitation."

"However, to achieve this, that Doctor Strange who can use Dream Power is an obstacle. But fortunately, I gave Nightmare a tip to trick Dream Power Doctor Strange away. The two of us set a trap and trapped him."

"So you helped Nightmare kidnap Dream Power Doctor Strange?"

"Of course, otherwise, just by himself, he couldn't beat that guy; I had to make a move. But I didn't show my face, to prevent him from holding a grudge against me; after all, the two of us are half-teammates."

"And then?"

"When the Dream Dimension connects to other dimensions, not only do you have to blow a hole in the other side's dimensional barrier, but you also have to blow one out on your own side, so you have to choose a dreamscape that is as chaotic and unstable as possible. That way, the dimensional barrier will be thinner and easier to open. But I'm not the master of the Dream Dimension and don't know much about this aspect, but Nightmare said he found a particularly chaotic dreamscape that happened to be suitable for opening the passage. He should have succeeded by now, right?"

"Of course," Greed smiled a smile that didn't reach his eyes, then pointed at the dimensional passage. "It's time to admire your results."

Mephisto rushed over, of course, to see, so he flew in from the dimensional entrance. Not long after, another scream was heard, another watermelon seed was sprayed out, and it was another look of having seen a ghost.

"What's the situation?!" Mephisto looked at the dimensional entrance in shock and said, "Why are there so many Schillers???"

After saying that, he went to look at Greed, clearly feeling that Greed was the one playing tricks. Greed shrugged and said: "Don't look at me, I'm a victim too. If I hadn't dodged fast just now, my ribs would have almost been ripped out."

"Almost? I just went in and lost two ribs!" Mephisto cursed. "Times are really changing; it's my first time seeing someone dare to dig out a devil's heart!"

"So what exactly is going on?" Stark looked at him and asked.

Mephisto thought for a moment, looked at Greed and said: "Could it be that the extremely unstable dreamscape Nightmare chose happened to be your dreamscape?"

Greed was stunned for a moment, then said: "But why would I dream of the morbid ones? You wouldn't dream of yourselves when you dream, would you? I... oh, I know, it's the Agent."

"The Agent? That Schiller who is in cahoots with Batman?"

"It should be. He doesn't get along with the traits that do psychoanalysis; if it's his nightmare, it makes sense."