Bruce Despair's mutterings reached Chu Men's ears.
Chu Men was lying on the beach chair on Divine Temple's terrace without even changing his position.
He casually grabbed the green Divine Spark Fragments left by Phantom by the pool and threw it to Constantine next to him:
"Take it and put this piece of green glass on the door handle of the public toilet on the second floor, so that you won't have to find the door in the dark at night."
Constantine hurriedly caught the piece of vengeful godhead that would be destroyed even by the big devil's touch.
Nodding and bending down, he stuffed it into his trouser pocket:
"Okay! Don't worry, living ancestor, I will go and glue it firmly!"
Chu Men yawned, put the sunglasses on his face, and leaned on the silk pillow:
"I've been working hard all morning, either pulling carrots or repairing computers. If I'm sleepy, don't bother anyone. I'll take a nap."
In less than three seconds, Chu Men's even breathing sounded on the terrace.
However.
The moment Chu Men closed his eyes and his consciousness sank into a state of light sleep.
Buzz...!
On the higher conceptual level beyond the material world, Hell and Heavenly Realm...[The Endless·Dreaming].
The top of a black castle built by the subconscious minds and fantasies of billions of creatures.
Wearing a black star trench coat, his face was pale and thin.
[Sandman·Morpheus] is standing at the top of the city wearing a long-nosed mask made of the bones of the ancient god of death.
Through the ripples of the dream, he looked at Chu Men who had just turned the god Nabu into a street lamp and forced Phantom to self-destruct.
Those eyes like stars are full of fear:
"Heaven changed hands, Hell surrendered, and even Council of Order and Spirit of Vengeance were destroyed within half a day..."
"This monster named Chu Men has begun to threaten the foundation of the 'Endless Concept'."
"While he takes the initiative to fall into sleep and his consciousness enters my absolute realm, his mind must be forever exiled to the bottom of the nightmare of nothingness!"
Morpheus raised the Dreamstone in his hand without hesitation and waved it down:
"Close all reality exits of Dreaming! Start [Endless Labyrinth of a Billion Nightmares]!"
"Trapped his consciousness completely in a dream!"
Rumble...!
As Sandman's order was issued, the entire subconscious ocean of the human world froze instantly.
In a dream.
Chu Men was originally dreaming that he was drinking ice cream on the beach in the Maldives.
Suddenly, the surrounding sea water and sunlight all faded and peeled off.
The sky turned into a leaden-gray iron coffin that was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe.
The beach beneath my feet turned into a gray-white maze with dead ends all around and made of countless weeping faces.
Thousands of invisible and intangible black tentacles emerged from the walls of the maze.
Trying to put the negative mental toxins of "eternal sleep", "self-doubt" and "sudden death from overtime work in previous lives" into Chu Men's mind.
Hanging on the throne of nothingness at the top of the maze.
Sandman Morpheus wearing a bone mask looked down at Chu Men in the center of the maze, his voice was low and cold:
"Heretic, you may be invincible in the real world, but this is the dimension of 'dreams'."
"In my country, there are no four basic forces, no conversion of matter and energy, only endless illusion."
"You will never wake up, just rot in these millions of layers of nightmare..."
The center of the maze.
Chu Men, wearing a black nightgown, stopped.
He lowered his head and glanced at the black nightmare tentacles wrapped around his ankles, playing the "DingTalk punch-in notification sound" desperately.
The pure black eyes that were originally filled with a hint of sleepiness instantly turned cold.
What he hated most in his previous life was being woken up by someone's phone call when he slept in on weekends. He even hated hearing the sound of the time clock machine in his dreams!
"I originally wanted to have a peaceful beauty sleep, but you have to set the alarm clock for eight in the morning for me, right?"
Chu Men raised his head, his gaze directly penetrated the billions of layers of false maze space.
Lock-On Standing at the top and pretending to be Sandman Morpheus.
"There was no Laws of Physics in the dream? You have the final say?"
Chu Men tilted his neck, his right arm naturally hung by his side, and his fingers slowly opened.
"I feel like I'm not only awake now, but you, a pig-nosed guy, owe me a solid early morning blow!"
Buzz...!!!!
Chu Men This thought with a strong feeling of getting out of bed just took shape.
The entire building [Dreaming] built by the subconscious of Multiverse creatures, the underlying rules had a huge earthquake on the spot!
What kind of separation between reality and reality, what kind of mental maze.
Under Chu Men's overbearing idealistic logic of "I'm awake when I say I'm awake, and I'll be able to draw you if I say I can draw you".
The billions of gray-white mazes exploded on the spot like inferior soap bubbles!
At the same time.
Gotham City, One God Temple On the beach chairs on the top terrace.
The Chu Men body, which was lying on the back of the chair with its eyes closed, suddenly raised its right hand without any warning.
Facing the air in front of him, he pulled out a big ear-scratcher with his backhand!
Snap...!!!!
This slap directly broke the absolute boundary between "real body" and "high-dimensional conceptual dream"!
Dreaming The top of the highest black castle.
Sandman Morpheus is holding the ruby and preparing to strengthen the seal.
The void in front of me was suddenly torn apart like a canvas by a giant hand of reality made purely of platinum divine brilliance!
Morpheus's star-like eyes only had time to reflect a palm print magnified ten thousand times.
"How is it possible?! How can the physical body directly enter the conceptual dimension...?!"
Boom!!
That slap made Silver Superman 100% angry.
It hit Sandman Morpheus firmly on the right cheek!
Click--Bang!!
The skeletal mask on Morpheus's face symbolizes the power to dominate the dream and is made from the bones of ancient gods.
He couldn't even hold on for ten tenths of a second.
It was torn into pieces on the spot, and the fragments were mixed with a few black conceptual crystal teeth and flew all over the sky!
Morpheus's slender body composed of pure dream concepts was directly turned into a top by this slap!
He spun more than three hundred times in mid-air.
It successively collapsed the seven black towers symbolizing "fantasy", "inspiration" and "nightmare", and ended up like a dead dog.
He fell headlong into the golden dream quicksand pool below the castle.
The entire sand pool was smashed into a bottomless pit!
Rumble--!
Affected by the heavy damage to the origin of Morpheus, countless large holes opened in the sky of Dreaming.
Billions of tons of golden Dream Sand poured down like a flood that burst a dam.
The bottom of the bunker.
Sandman Morpheus with half his face swollen like a steamed bread bun and his Xingchen trench coat torn into strips of cloth.
Struggling to crawl out of the golden sand.
He touched his right cheek where the conceptual structure had been shattered and black sand was falling down.
Seeing Chu Men slowly walking out of the crack in the void, I was so frightened that my knees weakened and I knelt down in the golden sand with a plop!
What is the pride of the Endless, what is the pride of being as old as the universe.
In front of this big blow that almost erased him from the concept of "dream", everything turned into a joke!
Morpheus held the leather bag filled with Origin Gold Sands in both hands and raised it high above his head, his voice shaking like chaff:
"God... Lord be angry! The villain is blind and has disturbed your nap!"