The dreammaker did not appear near him, he should have been entangled by Ishta.

I don’t know how much trouble this mysterious octopus head, which is suspected to be a god, can bring to the dreammaker.

Martin looked at the dense black and gray nightmare fog and subconsciously looked back.

Very close to him, there was a black and gray fog ball with an extremely deep color.

Looking closely, a very mysterious feeling came.

There are some light spots inside, either light or dark, floating and rotating like tiny dust.

Two of those light spots are particularly bright and are entangled with each other.

Martin's mind was enlightened.

They should be the battle of Ishta and the dreammaker.

The principle of the nightmare is still unclear, but Martin noticed that there was something like a "wound" on this black and gray fog, and the continuous gray fog was connecting into a ribbon and flowing into this nightmare.

Martin narrowed his eyes and immediately guessed that this should be the source of the dream creator's power.

Is there any way to destroy it?

Martin looked at his current state.

A translucent body...

This is a spiritual state.

He only had some unique items on him, and most of his conventional weapons disappeared.

Extraordinary items such as the Duo and the Silent Thorn only have the shape of an empty shell and cannot really use them.

The only thing that can be used normally is the quill pen.

The rules here seem to be different from those in the spiritual world, or the way you escape from nightmare is too unique, which makes these weapons unable to be used...

But these are not what you should think about now.

In addition to the quill pen, there is one item that you can use!

A unique thing that has no systematic description but has saved Martin's life!

As Martin called in his heart, the golden light broke through the space and appeared in this dream world with gray and black as the background.

A crown appeared above Martin's head out of thin air.

The gray fog was extremely afraid of the light. As soon as it came into contact, it fled away quickly as if it had touched boiling water.

The grey fog around Martin was instantly gone.

The effect is better than expected!

Martin was a little excited.

However, the gray fog that stretched into the nightmare along the "wound" was still persisting under the illumination of golden light.

"Let it break!"

Martin gave a thought without any specific action instructions.

But the crown seemed to be able to understand what Martin Martin meant and whirled above his head.

The colorful diamonds shine with different lights, and stopped after turning less than two rounds.

Then, several of the diamonds with orange, light green and faint light emitted several thin lines, condensed into a light yellow fluorescent light and quickly cut towards the gray mist.

A prompt floated across the corner of Martin's eyes.

But at this moment his attention was on the fog and nightmare in front of him.

Although the fluorescence is not very bright, it has some natural effect on gray fog.

The wisp of mist was cut off in an instant.

Moreover, the fluorescence followed the "wound" and entered the nightmare!

The black and gray fog shone for a moment, reminding Martin of the situation when he threw firecrackers into the bottom of the water and exploded when he was a child.

There was no sound, but there was a drastic change in the nightmare.

Martin was nervous and excited inside, wanting to examine what happened to the battle in the nightmare.

But reason told him that he should leave!

Because in the black and gray fog, a light spot gradually enlarged and was about to run out along the wound!

Dreammaker!

Martin did not hesitate to activate the ability of the quill!

The black and gray color in front of him quickly dissipated, and the familiar fluctuations of space covered Martin's body.

Swish!

When his eyes lit up, the colorful light of the spiritual world retreated quickly in the vision. In front of Martin, it was a channel composed of light.

There is no concept of time in this state, but Martin has already had a lot of experience.

When the colorful light disappeared, it took about less than ten seconds.

In the room, Martin looked at the dark night outside the window and felt unprecedented comfort.

However, the night seems to be a little wrong!

Why do these familiar roofs have so many halos of red, yellow, blue...?

Meow!

Before Martin could observe carefully, a vigilant cat moan came from behind.

Martin turned his head and looked at the moon with a look of alertness.

He was about to touch the moon's head, but he found that he was lying on the bed!

To be precise, it is your own body lying on the bed!

The soul is out of body!

Martin looked down at his hands and body, and his translucent self was still in a state of spirit!

This may be related to the strange way of getting out of the nightmare.

Martin was a little panicked.

I won’t be able to go back, right?!

However, just as he thought this way, he felt an inexplicable suction coming from his body.

Not particularly strong, but very clear.

Martin did not resist and directly adapted to the power to float towards his body.

After a few seconds, Martin slowly opened his eyes.

With his hands stretched out in front of him, his five fingers opened and closed.

Then, under the moon's gaze, Martin moved around the room and confirmed that everything was normal and that his senses were not a problem, so he felt relieved.

Meow!

What are you doing?

Moon asked questions on his own initiative, staring at Martin curiously.

Martin rubbed the moon's furry head, without saying a word, and sat at the desk.

Meow!

Dried fish!

The little guy simply didn't worry about the issue just now and made his own request directly.

Bang!

Martin took out his notebook and knocked on the moon's head.

However, seeing its light green eyes full of grievances, Martin sighed unbearably, and went straight to the kitchen to find the squid shreds sent by Doriani two days ago, and ate them with relish with the moon.

When Martin opened the notebook, he had a lot of thoughts and didn't know where to start writing for a while.

After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Martin picked up his pen and started writing and drawing on his notebook.

...

In the gray dream world, a particularly rich gray mist suddenly appeared, and the figure of the dreammaker gradually appeared from the gray mist.

Although he could not see any external injuries, his face was extremely gloomy, as if water could drip out.

"Cough...cough!"

After a few quick coughs, the dreammaker raised his head with some difficulty and wiping off a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth.

He looked around with a burning look, but he couldn't find the boy who made him unforgettable. He snorted again.
To be continued...