The guards immediately sensed something was wrong when they heard Dung-Pit Generator speak.
Just as Dung-Pit Generator was about to detonate, a blinding red light burst from the lead captain's palm.
The red light intertwined with black Nightmare Power and froze Dung-Pit Generator in place, as though time had stopped.
The captain seized Dung-Pit Generator by the throat and demanded through gritted teeth,
"How did you get in? What did you just do?"
Dung-Pit Generator could not speak. In the distance, the technicians began to scream.
"Damn it! Captain, we've got a problem!"
"The Nightmare Power concentration in the Core Energy Tank is dropping fast!"
"Some unknown contaminant has mixed with it!"
Every guard present went blank at those words.
They knew exactly what a drop in the Core Energy Tank's Nightmare Power concentration meant.
The Nightmare Power in that tank was an essence refined countless times over from across the entire Material Universe.
It could no longer exist in the Material Universe in its ordinary form, which was why it had to be held in a special energy tank.
Only this mighty power, practically a part of the Dreamwalker's own body, could resonate with redstone and control its power.
Even a 0.01% drop in its concentration would reduce its core effect hundreds or thousands of times over!
The captain gripped Dung-Pit Generator's head and demanded through clenched teeth,
"What did you do? What did you put in there?"
Dung-Pit Generator grinned. "Guess."
The captain nearly exploded with rage, while the technicians in the distance called out in trembling voices.
"Damn it! It's no good! We can't restore the energy's concentration!"
"Damn it! The whole system is going to overload!"
"What did they put in there? Why aren't any of the purification systems working?!"
Another technician said in a panic,