"So what?" the marshal asked coldly.

He didn't care who came down from this dream tower alive. The only thing he cared about was how to put this dream tower into his weapons. Also, when would this damn old demon doom be long-winded?

The old and weird Yang Wei licked his lips: "The person who lived from the Lock Dream Tower... the most terrifying thing is that he did not know that everything he experienced on the Lock Dream Tower was a dream, all of it! He thought that everything he experienced was real, he was alive, but he did not leave the category of that dream. He was a sleepwalker who thought he was awake. Now he had left Zhushi Town and was approaching the Central Plains. Dreams were like a plague, and they would gradually spread, starting from Zhushi Town and spread to the entire Central Plains, outside the pass, and even the world. Soon, with the departure of this living, the whole world will be pulled into this dream. People in the world have dreams of the world, and from then on, there will be no one in the world who will be awake!"

"What do you want to say, madman!" A strong man pulled out the axe from his waist and pressed it against Yang Wei's neck. He is, these rough people don't care about anything but dreams. What they care about is how to get this dream lock tower and how to gain the power of the supreme world!

"Don't you understand? Idiot!" Yang Wei turned his head straight and shouted at the man standing behind him, "When everyone in the world falls asleep, if you are still awake, aren't you the last awake person in this world? As long as you die immediately now, jump from this abyss, and return to the real world, aren't you the 'one, unification, heaven, down'!"

"Don't believe everything in front of you. Fakes are fakes, all are fakes. When you step into Zhushi Town, when you approach this giant tree, when you regard this giant tree as a "giant tree", you have all been hypnotized! You are trapped in a dream of thousands of people, you think you are still awake, but what you see is just something you dream about!"

"Wake up quickly, it's still time! You must unswervingly believe that everything you see is fake! Fake! Fake!"

The neck twisted at 180 degrees, no normal person in this world can do this posture.

"Monster...you...monster..." the man screamed in dismay. In amidst horror, he no longer hesitated, waved the axe in his hand and chopped it directly at the monster's neck-

Puff.

It was like an apple picked from a tree, and the demon Taoist's already broken head quickly fell to the ground. The head rolled on the ground, jumping towards the direction of the Grand Marshal.

The demon Dao's head opened his eyes and looked at the Grand Marshal. At this moment, his eyes turned into a pair of bloody eyes:

"Dear Marshal, have you figured out what country name to give your new dynasty after you return to the real world?"

The marshal drew out the long sword in his hand, stepped forward, and stabbed the demon's eyebrows with one sword:

"You are indeed a spy sent by Jianning Army. You have wasted so much time here in order to listen to your nonsense."

After killing the demon path, the Marshal no longer paid attention to the dream tower locking, but turned around and ordered: "Prepare the horses and leave this ghost place immediately."

Just as he strided hard to move into the distance, several extremely strange voices from his subordinates suddenly came from behind: "Yuan, Marshal..."

"Look, what is that?"

The Grand Marshal heard the sound of countless iron chains rubbing and impacting. He turned around and saw the Lock Dream Tower hanging on the Lock Dream Tower full of human bones and skeletons. Countless skeletons began to struggle and twist, as if they wanted to escape from the control of the Lock Dream Tower. And in the part of the Lock Dream Tower that exceeded the clouds, a thin layer of shadow had already been shrouded, as if something was about to come down from the sky.

“That’s…”

The decisive Grand Marshal hesitated at this moment. He was not a timid and afraid of things. In fact, he started to get along from a soldier at the bottom, and stepped up to a high position in this troubled world, relying on other people's heads and lives to open a bloody path. The Grand Marshal's mind was far beyond ordinary people. But in the face of this extremely magical scene, he could not even dream of it. The unknown is the only source of human fear. Even if he killed many people and had superb martial arts, he was still a little hesitant at this moment.

What did that demon say before his last death mean? Is it true?

The earth began to tremble, and the entire land of Zhushi Town was like the back of a frightened child, trembling and fear unstoppable.

"Boardman... prepare for battle!"

At this point, even one person could see that the situation was wrong. Something might have changed in this dream tower. The cavalry jumped on their horses and were ready to fight. The crossbowmen took arrows and aimed at the dream tower, ready to fire at any time.

whee……

Hehehehe, hehehe...

Hehehe, hehehehehehehehehehe...

"What's that sound?" someone looked back at his back and asked in horror.

"What sound, I didn't hear it?" The comrade behind him replied inexplicably.

More and more people in the military formation were panicked. Fear was like a plague. As long as one person got it, the speed of spread far exceeds people's imagination.

"Sir, something is wrong!"

"Centurion, we... let's evacuate here first... something is wrong. The current situation is really not right."

The shadow in the sky became bigger and bigger, gradually spreading, and spreading open his hands and legs, as if there was a giant in the sky, constantly moving towards the land.

Countless skeletons on the Lock Dream Tower struggled and wriggled, and the iron chains that trapped them kept ringing, and the entire Lock Dream Tower made such a metal friction sound.

In the abyss, the laughter of countless people came toward the army above. Some people could hear it, and some could not hear it, but as more and more people heard the strange laughter from the bottom of the abyss, many people were even scared to their legs and half-kneeled on the ground, trembling in fear.

"Those who shake the morale of the army will kill!"

A centurion walked in front of his military formation, waving a big knife and shouting angrily. He also tried to suppress his subordinates' fear in this way.
Chapter completed!