I’m just a Superman Chapter 146: : Torn Dreamland

After being imprisoned for endless years, Gnar didn't know how much the outside world had changed.

As a life born at the beginning of the universe, Gnar is strong enough to kill some of the gods in the Celestial Group, but his strength today is far less than when he was at the peak.

Although the **** who died in his hands didn't kill Gnar, he also beat him to weakness, even after a long period of time, he couldn't fully recover.

Nightmare, as the controller of the dimension of dreams, strengthens every moment from his power to the first dimension.

The creatures in the material world will always be troubled by nightmares, and the emotions in this nightmare will become the energy of the nightmare. In the dimension of dreams, his power will be stronger.

Under this situation, even if Gnar had a brilliant record in the past, but now, he can't cut the dream link between the nightmare and the reality dimension.

Boom——

The dark power contained in the Black Death Sword fainted and the colorful dreams collided together, and the terrifying shock wave echoed in the void, and the vast power spread out, and in an instant it has spread to thousands of miles away. .

The countless singularities that existed in the spiritual world were completely erased. After losing their brilliance, except for the dream power that was still wagging like a colorful ribbon, the surroundings had fallen into silent darkness.

And the extremely aggressive dark power is not only the spiritual realm. Following the connection between the spiritual realm and the material world as a link, the vast amount of life and matter in the physical universe is also erased by Gnar. .

In this turbulent universe, because of the manifestation of the dream dimension, a group of venom symbiosis finally got rid of Gnar's control and shuttled to the farther universe under the influence of thrust.

Naturally, Venom and others don't know what happened to Klinta Star, they just rejoiced in their hearts, fortunately that they could escape by chance.

At this time, their benefactor has already met people in the spiritual dimension.

"Gnar? You are Gnar?!"

I noticed that a dark power collided with the realm I left behind, and the nightmare that was planning to create more backhands on Ivan turned back in three dimensions.

Following the dream tie, the will of the nightmare surpassed the limitations of time and space, but in an instant it descended into the spiritual realm near the star of Klinta.

The darkness was completely dissipated with spiritual power, and the nightmare looked at the figure in the void, and his face suddenly became solemn.

As the dimensional demon born after the universe, the world chronicle is not a secret in the eyes of the nightmare, and Gnar, who is an important role in the chronicle, is even more famous.

"Are you resurrected?!"

Thinking of Nar’s terrifying warplanes in the ancient years, Nightmare even wanted to leave for a moment, but then he noticed the momentum on Nar’s body, but calmed down again: “It seems that the battle of the ancients really gave You left a deep wound."

Holding the black death sword that can engulf space into the darkness at will, Gnar stared at the nightmare, then smiled coldly, and said with disdain: "The new born after the world? Who gave you the courage? Standing in front of me."

Faced with Gnar’s disdain, Nightmare also sneered: "You were indeed born in the beginning of the world, but what about it, how does it feel to be in silence for thousands of years?"

"Give up your ridiculous thoughts, this world is destined not to fall into darkness."

"I have killed those annoying gods. Now, it is okay for me to get some blood of the devil on the sword's edge."

Born in the darkness, thousands of years of time changes have never changed Gnar's mind. With a black sword in his hand, the surging killing intent instantly rises from Gnar's body.

"I used to forge my first Black Death Sword with Celestial Warhammer and Chi Yan. This time, I want to use your bones and energy as the forging material for my second Black Death Sword."

"Head down, give me what I want!"

"Kill!"

A murderous roar resounded.

In the next instant, Gnar's figure has turned into a black line and passed towards the nightmare.

Sa——!

Where the sword edge passed, fierce darkness surged out, and in an instant it split a huge gap in the dream realm that could not be cut off before.

The vast silence, the darkness from the beginning of the universe, floats in the rift, as if the terrible demon **** is watching everything in reality after that.

Gnar’s power comes from the darkness of the birth of the universe. This ultimate power can even kill the powerful gods of the Celestial Group, and it is natural to split the dimension of dreams.

Unfortunately, limited by his unrecovered power, the sword's edge that was enough to shatter and extinguish a dimension in the past can only tear a crack in this beautiful dimension of dreams.

Cracks emerged, and dream energy poured back into the black abyss like a tide. It was only a moment of effort, and the blackness had disappeared.

It's just that, while disappearing with the black, there is also the sparkling light spot in the original dreamland. For the nightmare, that light spot corresponds to a source of power that cannot be awakened in the nightmare.

"Gnar!!!"

Burning with anger, the energy quantum ups and downs in the boundless dream dimension, the nightmare's tangible figure is suddenly revealed, and under the stretch of arms, like a starry sky, palms slapped at Gnar: "Go back to you should Go wherever you go, **** of viscous liquid."

Even after breaking free from the cage, the history of being betrayed and imprisoned by his symbiont is still a taboo topic for Gnar.

He was angry at first, but then there was a sneer of disdain on his face: "I have seen the anger of the dead a lot. This time, you are the same."

Speaking, the black sword in his hand slashed in the air.

Huh!

Huh!

Huh!

The violent sound like a hurricane continued to echo, and the vast darkness spread from the black sword, like a thick black cloud about to destroy the city.

Amidst the black clouds that contained the spirit of soldiers dancing, suddenly, like a carp leaping over a dragon gate, thinking of high-pitched tengs, the dizzy forces that poured down like a starry sky collided together.

Boom!

Countless brilliance burst in an instant, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple, and colors that life can understand or cannot understand burst out at the origin of the collision.

In the intense light, the brilliance of the multi-colored glow finally merged into one place, turning into a dazzling to the extreme white.

But in the next instant, a blemish-like black surface suddenly appeared, and then it spread rapidly like a virus spot with a breath of death.

In just a few short breaths, the dazzling to the extreme light disappeared, and the deep darkness seemed to temporarily fill the stomach with gluttony slowly disappearing.

The bizarre dream energy of the nightmare condenses and turns into a human form with bizarre and blurred colors.

The anger in his eyes when he looked at Gnar is still as angry as before, but a touch of fear has quietly emerged, and on his palm, a black wound has been torn open at the part of his tiger's mouth.

Looking at the wound that appeared in Nightmare's hand, Gnar just chuckled, and stretched out his hand, the dark power is like smoke, and the sharp edge condensed in his hand.

"The rage of the incompetent now seems to be just as ridiculous as the intimidation of cats and puppies. On the contrary, it makes people want to see what it looked like before being strangled to death."

While swinging the long sword in his hand, leaving black marks in the air, Gnar looked at the nightmare and smiled contemptuously.

"Send your life obediently. I will see your head as a sword hilt, your shoulders and arms as a sword grid, and your body as a sword body. Follow me to bring this world back to darkness. This is your destiny. "

"Otherwise, I would have to tear you apart first, and finally rejoin your wreckage with flames and hammers. That would be a waste."

If it was before, Gnar would never have so many languages ​​with any enemy, but now it is different.

Thousands of years of life in a cage almost made him want to go crazy, and the authority and power of Nightmare is also a rare material suitable for forging weapons.

When he was sure that he was strong enough to control the overall situation, he couldn't help but want to spit out the words that he had accumulated for thousands of years.

"Damn, why does he still have this kind of strength? Didn't it mean that he was defeated in the hands of those gods? This kind of strength would be defeated. What kind of monsters would those ancient gods be?"

The black wound on the tiger’s mouth made the nightmare feel pain and threat for a long time. Even though a wound of this size is not a big deal to him, it also made him understand one thing-even if it’s just reborn, strength The descending Gnar is probably not what he can kill.

If you can't kill, it means that the final battle will probably be nothing.

The purpose of nightmare coming to the dimension of reality is to extract energy from more life dreams, not to fight with an ancient **** who doesn't know how many years.

After re-recognizing the above two points, the nightmare could not help but give birth to a retreat.

Of course, he can suffer both losses from Gnar’s fight here, but the fluctuations in the battle are very likely to attract other demon gods. If other people want more, if it is beholder or even Saitoks, it is really The snipe and the clam competed for the fisherman's profit.

It's just that Gnar doesn't think so.

It seemed that he had sensed the nightmare's inner thoughts, and the black sword in Gnar's hand moved again, thinking of the direction of the nightmare.

Sa! ! !

The black energy gushing out like evil spirits, crisscrossing like black thunder and lightning, is like a cage that completely seals off the surrounding space.

The black is retracting and moving as if it has life, tearing the surrounding space and time into a dizzying distortion.

In this cage that encompasses hundreds of millions of miles, the nightmare's face is so hard to see the extreme: "Gnar, you must share the life and death with me?"

"No, it's your life and death." Narhaha smiled: "The poor ant can't hurt people."

After finishing speaking, Gnar kicked his feet and charged the nightmare like a tiger with the black blade.

"Crazy!"

Looking at Gnar who roared like a billowing cloud, Nightmare's expression was a bit ugly again, and after a curse, he could only stand up and rush towards Gnar.

Boom——

Black collides with the fascinating dream power, and the entire space becomes extremely chaotic like a palette of dozens of paints.

Almost all imaginable colors appear in the space of this cage, weirdly distorted and full of cold murderous intent.

Boom!

An unmatched roar echoed again, and the nightmare and Gnar’s voice seemed to have escaped from the messy palette of two atoms controlled by electromagnetic force.

The black sword's edge stirred the space like a stick, causing the beautiful color to blacken quickly, and the nightmare with another wound on his arm could only watch Gnar show it coldly.

The darkness of Gnar is different from the darkness of Domam. This is an ability that can invade almost all types of energy. If you want to defeat it, you can only crush it by hard power.

The former Celestial Group could not do it, so some of the Celestial Gods were robbed of weapons and authority by him, while others were directly decapitated by Gnar and the corpses were separated.

And now Nightmare can't do this either, so it's just a short combination, and the black wound has begun to erode his elbow.

"Gnar, as long as there is life in the dream, I am immortal. You will never kill me! If those guys are ushered in, only you will die!"

"Those guys? It sounds like a lot of things and people have appeared during my imprisonment years."

Looking at the nightmare of Lu Li, Gnar remained unmoved. More dark power radiated from him, as if a fine needle thread woven the cage tighter.

"Kill you first. After the guys who dare to come over, I will kill them together. As for the resurrection, seeing all the universe in the darkness, can you still be resurrected?"

"You're such a lunatic." Nightmare's heart twitched, then he looked at the cage around him that was beginning to close, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"A lot of people used to say this, but in the end they all died. Only I was alive. This time, it will be the same."

The thick ink-like black lingered and condensed on Gnar's body, and finally turned into a hideous armor like a bone armor. The sword light in his hand swallowed and a giant with a body comparable to the size of a planetary system suddenly appeared.

The black long sword is like a sharp weapon to open the sky, and with unmatched pressure, thinking about the direction of the nightmare, it smashes down.

Where the vanishing blade passes, even time and space are broken. After the endless void, there is black nothingness, which represents the eternal death and the most feared place of all things.

"Gnar! I will remember you!"

Looking at the hefty edge above his head, the nightmare also let out a roar unwillingly, and then, the strangest scene in the creature's dream burst into his body.

There is silence in the cage.

Only the black symbolizing death is constantly engulfing the fantasy realm below that represents the dream, like a colorful canvas dotted with stars that is being blackened with black paint.

The nightmare who showed his dimensional incarnation was forced to use all his energy, like an ocean resisting the black clouds falling from the sky.

However, the nightmare enough to bring all the stars into the dream of death was ultimately unable to withstand Gnar's blade.

As the black sword light completely fell, the ocean thinking about the dream was completely cut off, and the sharp black slowed down and scattered, and the ocean was completely torn apart in an instant.

Only at this moment when victory was at your fingertips, a wave that was countless times stronger than before suddenly burst out of the broken dream.

Boom! ! !

Endless light and twisted spiritual waves burst out from the dream, and the power of the fully released energy burst out at that moment completely beyond Gnar's imagination.

Just an appearance~IndoMTL.com~ The black cage was completely torn apart, and Gnar's figure was also covered under the terrifying energy wave.

The primitive darkness of the universe can no longer be completely gecko Gnar. Under the eight final methods of Nightmare, the long and narrow wound penetrated through a small half of Gnar's body, causing him to suffer another severe injury.

And the forging material of the Black Death Sword he was thinking of has long since disappeared in the cage.

Gnar felt angry in his heart, but did not leave. Instead, he hid in the darkness, thinking about the direction in which the fading power of the nightmare had gone.

"Wait, I will find you again, next time, you won't succeed."

Let's go ahead, he took another look at the dream fragments scattered in the void, and in the end he just snorted and submerged directly.

The things he wanted have disappeared with the nightmare, these dream fragments, to Gnar, are nothing more than leftovers.

For other civilizations and lives, these fragments are men's treasures, but he is an ancient **** at the beginning of the universe, and he naturally looks down on these things.