Chapter 888

The smell of nightmare world, which was as strong as the essence, suddenly became active, and poured into angel's right hand with the same goal.

Angel was startled because he clearly didn't let his right hand absorb the smell of nightmare.

All this is the autonomous behavior of the right hand.

Angel didn't know where the nightmare breath poured into his right hand. Not to mention that he is now a mortal body, even in reality, he basically knows a little about his right hand.

However, as the breath of the nightmare world became more and more fierce, angel only felt a little confused in his consciousness, and the scene in front of him was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.

It's like falling from a bright dream to an ordinary dream, and the thinking gradually becomes less clear.

At this time, the influx of a large number of nightmare world breath made the suspended green lines on the right hand start to increase continuously, as if they were self replicating, and all kinds of new green lines emerged.

And these green lines are more and more undulating and jumping, sometimes large, sometimes small, sometimes sparse, sometimes dense, sometimes gathered and scattered. Like musical symbols, writing unknown music scores in mid air.

Finally, like fireflies, these green lines flew away from angel's right hand, formed a clear ring in rotation, and adhered to the boundary membrane of the half channel.

It's like the legendary crossing ring. There's a big hole in the boundary membrane out of thin air.

At this time, angel could not distinguish reality from dream, reality and illusion. His mind began to fall into paste. Even if he tried to keep it clear, he still couldn't keep himself in a bright dream.

Suddenly, he saw a tall figure in the "crossing ring" composed of green lines in front of the boundary membrane of the half channel.

The long blond hair fluttered in the wind, revealing only a scarlet and indifferent eye.

Even though angel's brain was in a confused state, he still couldn't help raising his hand and pointing to the figure: "you are..."

Pictures flashed through his mind——

It was a dark chaotic space. Angel stood out of thin air. The chaotic space was like the universe. There were stars from millions of light-years away.

In this dark starlight universe, angel stands at the center.

In front of him is a water mirror that can reflect the stars. The water mirror is rectangular, as if there is no frame, standing quietly, like a door.

Angel stood in front of the water mirror and unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the mirror.

There is also a person in the mirror. Angel can't see its appearance clearly, or even distinguish its gender. He can only see a long golden hair with the brilliance of the stars and a pair of cold blood eyes.

The man in the mirror also stretched out his hand.

Their right hands are in contact with the mirror, and ripples like water waves slowly spread out on the mirror.

Angel put his right hand into the mirror!

The man in the mirror and angel's hands met at this time.

With the starlight flashing, the picture is terminated at this time.

Angel also raised his head abruptly: "I remember, are you... Sava?"

When he was in witch Town, angel was like this. His right hand merged with the man, and there were changes. Later, Sanders told him that there was a man with long blond hair whose hands were fused with him.

Just like in the picture, he holds his hands and merges with the people in the mirror.

The blonde figure had stepped out of half the passage and stood in front of angel.

Arguably, angel should feel afraid. But like his previous test in Maya, he did not have a trace of fear of the people in front of him, but felt very peaceful.

"Answer me, are you Sava?" Angel asked again, "or are you me?"

In the nightmare world, my projection? Another me in the world?

A large number of nightmares around were like fog. Angel could not see clearly the figure of the people in front of him. I just feel that my thinking is becoming more and more confused. Mingmeng seems to collapse at this moment. He is like entering an ordinary dream, regardless of vanity and true self.

Just before falling into a dream, he seemed to see the mouth of the man in front of him move.

But what he answered, angel could not perceive anything. If his original clear thinking was white and light tea, he was constantly adjusted by a spoon, and finally became muddy water in the stirring, without logic.

In his confusion, angel only felt as if he had another dream.

This dream in the dream makes Angel return to the chaotic universe full of ancient stars again.

In front of him is still the water mirror full of ripples.

At the other end of the water mirror, there is still a blonde figure who can't distinguish between men and women and face.

And his right hand, at this time, still extended into the rippling water mirror.

If the person opposite is what Sanders called shava, or angel's projection in the nightmare world. The last time he was in witch Town, he and the right hand of the man in the mirror had fused together, so his right hand changed.

But now, why is his right hand still in the mirror?

Angel wanted to pull his right hand away from the mirror, but he couldn't move. Instead, he aroused a ripple wave in the mirror.

Can't pull away, but stretch in, there seems to be a lot of space. However, he soon found that he could only stretch in, not retreat.

And as he put his right hand in, his face got closer and closer to the mirror. He was almost separated from the blonde figure in the mirror by the thin mirror.

A kind of vigilance suddenly rose from angel's heart.

You can't go in again!

After this vigilance rose, angel's thinking seemed to be smoother. He tried to adjust his perspective, trying to make the blurred vision clear and see the face of the person in the mirror.

However, as his mind began to recover, the ancient starry sky was also collapsing, as if everything around had turned into dust and was blown into an unknown hourglass by the ancient wind.

When all the dust disappeared, angel's thinking gradually returned to clarity.

He opened his eyes and looked at the misty sky overhead. For a moment, he didn't know where he was. He's going through the next dream? Or did he return to the wilderness of dreams? Or did he return to reality?

After a while, angel judged that he should still be in the wilderness of dreams.

The strong smell of nightmare world was still flowing slowly around him, and passed to every corner of the dream wilderness along a kind of vein.

Angel sat up from the ground. He turned and looked around.

There was no blonde figure, the half channel was also good, there was no wind and waves around, as if nothing had happened.

However, when Angel looked at his right hand, he found a change.

His right hand seems to be getting longer?

Angel stretched out his hands and compared them with his left hand, he found that his left hand was almost one less palm length than his right hand.

The palm of the left hand itself is one circle smaller than the right hand. Now it's even less than the overall length?

Angel seems to think of something. When he was dreaming, he once stretched his right hand into the mirror for a distance. Is that why he fused more parts with the existence of the nightmare world?

With a feeling of trembling, angel took off his coat.

Previously, the green lines were only suspended in the right palm, but now they spread to his forearm and elbow.

As like as two peas, he had a change in his right forearm, which was exactly the same as the distance he had seen in Angell's dream before entering the mirror.

"Seems to have fused the right forearm again?" Angel murmured silently: "this should be just a dream... I'm still in the wilderness of dreams, shouldn't it affect the reality?"

Even though Angel comforted himself so much, he remembered that the last time he fused the right palm, he was actually in the nightmare world and in an unrealistic state.

The final result still affects the reality.

For a moment, angel wanted to quit the wilderness of dreams and return to reality. But as he got up, the bag beside him made a noise.

Angel picked up the bag. There were pieces of glass in it.

He picked up the bag and looked at the half passage not far away. Finally, after struggling for a moment, he still didn't return to reality immediately.

Angel changed himself to "God's perspective", wandering all the areas covered by the smell of nightmare world, and did not feel abnormal. There are no demons in the nightmare world, and there is no blonde figure.

No matter what happened when he was confused just now, at least the man should be gone now?

Now that the man has left, he must come up with a way to deal with things in the wilderness of dreams. He can't do nothing.

Angel decided to follow the original plan and test whether he could cut off the wilderness of dreams.

But before that, angel needs to test one more thing.

Now the right forearm is also suspected to be fused. Can he create a partition space by absorbing a large amount of nightmare breath through his right hand?

Angel tried, and it turned out that the right hand was back in his hands.

He can absorb a lot of nightmare breath through his right hand, and this effect seems to have been improved. His control accuracy of the breath of the nightmare world is also higher than ever. Even like the black and evil elegy, we can condense the breath of the nightmare world at one point, restrict, block and disperse it.

Although the situation has returned to normal, it is better than expected. But angel's mood did not have much joy. This sudden inability to control his body parts made him feel deeply powerless.

If one day, his body integrates into more parts of the other party, is he still not himself?

Even though Sanders asked angel to treat it as a projection blood, and said that the projection blood is the most suitable blood for him. But when he was unable to resist, angel inevitably felt insecure.

However, this is not the time for him to complain. Angel can only suppress the resentment in his heart and let his thoughts return to the right track for the time being.

The rest will be put aside for the time being. Now we will focus on cutting off the wilderness of dreams.