Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void, and a bald man with buck teeth poked his head through.
Wen Wen's eyes lit up: "Is a Nightmare finally here? Come and torment me quickly, I'm very easy to torment."
The Nightmare licked its lips, its appetite urging it to rush into this dream and feast.
Suddenly, it saw an old man in a luxurious robe, holding a scepter and emitting a strong light. The old man smiled at it and said: "Praise my Lord, my Lord creates all things, and you are also a creation of my Lord..."
Wen Wen shouted a silent warning, but before he could act to stop it, the Nightmare was so frightened that its hair stood on end, and it immediately left Wen Wen's dreamscape.
A dream that's too strange isn't necessarily a good thing; even Nightmares dare not intrude into Wen Wen's dreams.
The title and image of a Catastrophe-Level Expert carry power, and even in a dream, they aren't something mere Nightmares can provoke.
