"Your home field?"
Jenkins in the dream knew that the other party was right, but he was unwilling to lose to his opponent verbally:
"Although I don't have the power of a god, you can't completely influence the dream. Your body is now sealed. You are just a fragment of power. What right do you have to speak like this in front of me?"
Jenkins tried his best to get out of the dream while talking, but found that he couldn't do it at all. So he stamped his right foot on the ground and flew into the air. Seen from above, the scene surrounded by thousands of souls below is really spectacular and terrifying.
The real eye in the soul state can see more. He could see the surging tide of mental power rolling in this small dream world like sea water, and saw the statue rapidly extracting mental power to add more power to the shell.
He was also able to see that the gift givers who belonged to the [Scent of Fragrance Appreciation Committee] had fallen into a coma because of [Sin Karma Nightmare] projecting their consciousness into a dream. At this moment, the souls of those people have joined the crowd kneeling again under the altar, and the majestic force formed by the collective whispers injected new vitality into the faceless portrait.
"I don't want to be your enemy, God, but if you don't want to give up, I don't mind letting you know the power of the ancient disaster."
"Actually, what I'm more curious about is why you are so rational, not completely crazy like those disaster beasts I know."
Jenkins mocked, and then stuffed the crystal clear crystal apple into his chest in front of the statue. He really "stuffed" it in, his soul is so powerful, it is not difficult to temporarily use it as a container to accommodate an object that is itself composed of illusory consciousness.
But when the dream crystal was really wrapped in the soul, the world in Jenkins' eyes changed again. From the perspective of the Eye of Reality, the surge of spiritual power is no longer so strange, and the power emanating from the statue is no longer completely unanalyzable.
He suddenly felt that he understood the dream more deeply, and understood the existence form of spiritual power in the dream. Gently holding his right hand with a dazed expression, the miscellaneous spiritual power scattered in the space was easily absorbed by him and turned into a power he could use.
"Sure enough, with the help of the dream crystallization, the priesthood of lies does have an influence on dreams, and both of them have false characteristics."
He thought like this, and then saw that statue actively split from the middle amidst the prayers of thousands of people, revealing the boundless shadow of chaotic colors wrapped in it.
It was like the dark sky without stars seen when looking at the starry sky at night. Although you can't see any light, you can confirm that behind the darkness is an absolutely terrifying and colorful truth. This is the essence of [Sin Karma Nightmare], the most original power unearthed from [Sin] and [Nightmare], and it is the worst thing that can be encountered in the dream world.
He took the initiative to abandon the "shell" and instead used the essence that had finally escaped from the seal to directly absorb spiritual power, and that mass of things that could not be described in shape and color rapidly strengthened his own power.
At the same time, Jenkins, who had mastered a certain amount of dream power by absorbing the dream crystallization, also began to absorb the spiritual power of the dream world.
All of a sudden, the originally surging wave of mental power seemed to have encountered two pumps. Although one was an incomplete god and the other was an incomplete beast of disaster, the spiritual power of thousands of mortals was truly overwhelming in their eyes. It's just a trivial "dessert".
In the end, the power of both sides accumulated to the peak, but the nightmare of sin gained more power because of the prayers of mortals. The mortals in their dreams are still continuously providing spiritual power, and the absorption of the two is barely maintained at a balanced level.
The shapeless mass moved, elongated, and transformed itself into a writhing orifice. The huge area almost covers the entire sky, and the way the dim galaxy hangs upside down makes the fear of the unknown source reach its peak.
But Jenkins himself has the alien ability of the Nightmare Clan [Nightmare Haunted]. Instead of affecting him, this fear made him have more wonderful ideas.
[Aura of Fear] is superimposed on [Nightmare Haunted], and people in their dreams are more susceptible to mental disturbance. Under the influence of lies, fears with the same form but completely different principles also spread from around the glowing Jenkins.
Two halos of fear from different sources overlapped from two high-dimensional creatures, and the already fragile joint dream was shattered.
In the cracks of the dream, the mortals attracted by smoking cried and howled loudly. What they saw was the most terrifying vision that could drive anyone crazy, and it was the deepest fear of human beings.
These two fears are fighting each other, but because they work in the same way, at the same time as they are fighting, the power of fear permeates from dream to reality.
Above the city of Beldylan, the sea of chaotic colors churned and produced strange optical colors. For various reasons, the benefactors of the Orthodox Church gathered near Beldylan felt their sudden appearance at almost the same time. The sea of spiritual power distorted in the sky.
This is a bit like the aurora phenomenon that only appears in the sky in the extreme north, but this is Beldyland in the middle of the mainland. Since historical records, there has never been a natural aurora phenomenon here.
The old man who hadn't gone to bed because of some things stood at the hotel window, squinting his eyes and looking at the ambiguous light in the night sky. He thought about the phenomenon that Nolan had appeared in the sky several times in the past six months, and he also vaguely felt abnormal spiritual fluctuations in the sky above the city earlier tonight.
But the phenomenon that appeared at this time was not energy or spirit, but pure spiritual force that distorted the space. This is very abnormal, because as long as an individual with such spiritual power appears in a city, it will definitely turn the whole city into a city of madmen.
In the dream world, although Jenkins had no contact with the shadow of the shapeless chaotic color, the confrontation between the two had been carried out countless times. The mixed dream has been completely shattered due to the confrontation between the two. The concept of the gap in the dream does not exist, but it is temporarily revealed due to the impact of mental power and illusion.
In the sky above the boundless ocean of dreams, tens of thousands of tobacco-smoking prayers floated. They were affected by the beasts of disaster, howling crazily because of two fears, and at the same time providing the purest spiritual power for the beasts of nightmares in the hysterical screams.
It is right to say that this is the home of the dream, and Jenkins is gradually falling into a disadvantage.