Subtitle of this chapter: Only brave men can create miracles!

"Su, Su, Su..."

Is it not enough to love craftsmanship? Even Master Suzumiya Haruhi doesn't know.

"It's suzumiya-haruhi. According to those believers, the universe in which we humans exist, even the universe itself, is just a dream of this evil god."

"Well, it sounds very much like Brahmā of the Brahminist sect."

"Mr. Love Craftsman, you are indeed very knowledgeable."

brahmā is Brahma, one of the three major gods of Brahminism. In Buddhism that is good at ‘learning’, it is a four-faced Buddha. According to Hinduism, everything in the world originated from His dream, and only in His dreams can God and man exist.

"Then I will continue. Taoist Yimei rushed into their evil nest according to the assassin's instructions, where he saw the most terrifying scene in his life. Those believers shouted slogans like 'tuan-zhang-sai-gao' in their mouths, worshiping a bearded man in strange clothes. This scene is really indescribable..."

It's really strange. Why do I think of the Australian muscle brother when I think of the sailor suit? Compared to the evil gods that evolved from seafood and molluscs in Cthulhu, this guy is much more indescribable! (Baidu keywords: sailor suit and Australian man.)

The little Japanese is so evil, it’s not a scam!

He couldn't help but show a disgusting expression, patted his chest and swallowed a few saliva before saying, "Sorry, this scene is really painful. I won't retell it. I'll let you read the original work if you have the chance."

"Master Yimei fought fiercely with the leader of Judah and his believers, and of course, evil could not defeat justice. However, the senior, who was a leader who was not afraid of death, held his footsteps and let Judah Benjamin escape."

"The Taoist Master Yimei, who had experienced hard battles, was also seriously injured. When he was recovering from the injury in the United States, the guy was gone. Well, he seemed to have gone to the UK. So this bamboo forest sage returned to China..."

"He recorded this experience to warn the world. In addition to this experience of subduing demons and eliminating demons, Taoist Master Yimei also wrote in the notes that in addition to this suzumiya-haruhi, there are other evil gods on the new world, who he called the-old-rulers..."

In fact, according to the original English name the-old-ones, it is called the old god. In order to improve our talent, our Master Yuan simply called it "the-old-rulers".

"Old Dominator?!"

Yuan Yan nodded and said, "Yes, they are the real masters hidden behind the appearance of this world. And fifty years later, I got this note. This also gave me the idea of ​​coming to the New World to search for evil gods. So..."

"We'll meet!"

"But I..." Adult Ai Chaiyi adjusted his sitting posture uneasily, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"I understand what you are going to say, I love Mr. Craftsman." Our Master Yuan waved, "But you are really not an ordinary person. For example..."

He said seriously: "For example, the description of Dagon in your novel is exactly in line with Taoist Master Yimei's description of the 'old ruler'. I didn't expect that there would be someone like you who understand the true nature of this world in the New World."

"Please think carefully, where are your inspirations coming from?"

"I……"

The adult Ai Craftsman opened his mouth to say something, but his face immediately changed drastically, a long face turned snow-white, like a big winter melon that had peeled off his skin; his lips trembled at first, and then his hands began to tremble, and finally his whole body shook like a squinting; his eyes lost their focal length, and it seemed that he was trapped in an extremely terrifying nightmare.

This time, our Master Yuan felt a little embarrassed when he saw him like this, so he immediately poured a cup of five-skin and put it on his hand.

This glass of wine is really a timely help. After taking it, Adult Ai Chaiyi took it and drank it all in one breath. Only then did he recover a little bit of consciousness with the help of strong alcohol and strange smell.

"Thank you!" Then he frowned tightly, thankfully, and asked, "Mr. Yuan, is this really wine? Not that... paint!"

These foreigners just don’t taste it. How could our medicinal wine from Cyris be painted? Although it tastes a bit like...

Our Master Yuan also frowned and said, "Mr. Love Craftsman, we shouldn't worry about this now. Compared to your situation, this is just a small matter. I think you understand your situation."

"Yes." Adult Ai Craftsman lowered his head and lowered his shoulders, and after a while he whispered: "I... I was tortured repeatedly by a nightmare. In my dream, a monster-like race, I call it "Night Demon". The Night Demon is a huge insect with bat wings. They grabbed me and flew over a huge abandoned city."

"Although I don't know where this is, I don't know why I clearly understand that this is a ruin left by ancient intelligent creatures."

"There are countless strange and huge statues of gods there, that is the evil god worshipped by the creatures who built that city! (Author's note: This is not a fabrication. He really mentioned such a nightmare in his letter to his friend.)"

His spirit has indeed been contaminated for a long time. He said that he was sick very much, and he was not wrong. Now his san value will definitely come to an end, it is really perfect!

"Da!" Our Master Yuan snapped his fingers and said, "That's right. According to our 'Bamboo Sage', you are the 'Dream Weaver'."

He explained: "In addition to communicating with the old dominators through rituals such as the "Xuanjun Seven Chapters of the Secret Sutra", some of us humans are born with such special abilities. And those who glimpse a certain old dominator or their family in a dream like you, are called "Dream Weaver."

"Generally speaking, the 'Dream Weaver' often had such nightmares since childhood. If they had the courage to explore dreams, they would gain abilities from the evil gods. However, if they did so, they would be destined to become the minions of the evil gods."

"When you look at your current mental state, you may not have penetrated into your dreams. This is not a bad thing. Although you have lost the opportunity to master extraordinary power, you have retained most of your mind."

"Is that true?" He replied softly, not sure whether the expression on his face was due to glory or regret.

Our Master Yuan smeared the remaining wine in the cup and pressed it on the table with a whisper.

He pulled the chair over and sat opposite Master Ai Chuangyi, stared at the eyes of the horror novelist, and said solemnly: "Young man... well, Howard Philip Mr. Ai Chuangyi..."
Chapter completed!