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Chapter 373 My Authority is Above Yours (Please Subscribe, Read, and Comment)
Nightmare climbed up from the ground. He looked at the shadows surging around him, like waves covering all the escape routes around him.

In those deep shadows, Nightmare felt the power of death, a kind of rule that even he, a creature of the dream, could not violate.

"Humans cannot master this level of death power. Who on earth are you?"

Nightmare's eyes, which only had two rows of teeth, kept moving up and down. He wanted to leave by dying, but he didn't dare to bet on the other party's strength.

Martin shook his head and did not explain his origins: "What does this have to do with you? Your ending is already determined, and that is to completely disappear from this world."

His words were cold and he was not prepared to leave this guy to Morpheus to deal with.

Because even if he didn't use the power of death, he could see the blood debt that this nightmare was carrying.

Those whose eyeballs were cruelly dug out by Nightmare did not leave this world after death. Driven by resentment and anger, they always haunted Nightmare, the culprit.

Mortals cannot observe the condition of souls, but Nightmare, as a creature of dreams, sees it clearly. Instead of dispersing these souls, he enjoys the pain of these dead.

Martin really didn't know how Morpheus created such a pervert, especially since he seemed to like controlling the dead through sex.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a pervert like you who's as wild as a beast. I don't know how that cruel guy Morpheus could create someone like you."

Martin stopped Batman and told him not to worry.

"This mysterious creature is too troublesome to deal with. The key is that their body is not everything. It's useless even if you destroy its body."

Batman has also been learning about magic recently, and he knows very well how troublesome it is to deal with undead creatures like Nightmare.

"Don't worry, something like Nightmare is not a complete life. Look at him, he has been in human society for decades, and all he does is kill people and have sex with them."

Martin directly belittled Nightmare to the point of being worthless: "This is a pure beast, not even an intelligent life form, with no self-control and no idea of what the future holds."

"enough!"

Nightmare, surrounded by shadows, heard Martin and Batman discussing him wantonly, and flew into a rage: "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. If you two want to kill me, just do it. Are you trying to humiliate me by chattering there?"

"Oh, so you're a person with a bad temper!"

Martin took two steps forward, looked at Nightmare and said directly: "I am humiliating you, so what? You are a murderer, a lunatic, a pervert, not a hero who died bravely. You are not qualified to choose how you die."

“Most people in this world don’t know what they want. They are confused, ignorant, and muddleheaded, just like lambs wandering on the grassland.”

Nightmare roared with all his might: "All I have done is to make them understand the true meaning of life and make their empty and meaningless lives meaningful. They should be thanking me."

"I thought you would have some brilliant ideas, but you just said a bunch of meaningless nonsense."

Martin was still a little curious about Nightmare and wanted to see what was so special about this guy who escaped from the dreamland on his own initiative, but the result disappointed him greatly.

"You're using this kind of rhetoric that can't even fool a teenager to deal with me. Are you stupid or am I stupid?"

"I am just speaking my true thoughts. This world..."

"Very good, now we can be sure that you are stupid!"

Martin was too lazy to listen to his nonsense: "Let's end this!"

"Finally, I have always been curious about what kind of power the agent of death has."

Nightmare was just pretending to be calm. All his previous actions were based on the premise that he would not die.

This is also the reason why he did not take action against Morpheus, because the change of the master of dreams will lead to major changes in the dream kingdom.

Once this happens, the nightmare expelled by the god of dreams will lose its immortality, and mortals will be able to kill him. He will also not be able to do whatever he wants in human society.

Facing Martin, Nightmare truly felt the pressure of death for the first time. This pressure was like a huge rock pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He could only express his emotions by pretending to be calm.

Maybe after dying at the hands of Martin, Nightmare will never be able to reload the game and be reborn in his dreams like he did in the past?

Nightmare prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the agent in front of him did not gain too much power of death.

But he himself was not sure.

Except for Morpheus who had to create dreams because of his duty, the other members of the Endless Family did not choose many followers.

Fate is always illusory. Although death is around everyone, it only appears twice...

Even though Mengli is one of the most important components of the Dream Kingdom, he does not have a detailed understanding of other members of the Endless Family.

Martin listened to Nightmare's boastful words and smiled slightly, not caring whether he was telling the truth or pretending to be calm.

Anyway, the end result is the same.

"call!"

Martin opened his mouth and exhaled an iron-gray breath. This breath carrying the power of death swept forward along the surging shadows, condensing into ice crystals, like thousands of swords and spears, directly aimed at the surrounded nightmare.

Nightmare had never come into contact with the power of death, so he didn't dare to touch these iron-gray ice crystals rashly. His first reaction was to avoid them.

But this breath of death, possessed by shadows, instantly swept over everything around. Nightmare was proficient in killing people, but did not know how to change his own body.

He dodged and jumped around, but he didn't avoid anything. In the end, he still didn't avoid anything. His suit was cut with countless holes, and the torn flesh instantly turned blue and purple, as if it was about to die.

If it were a normal living being with a body this damaged, it would have been lying on the ground waiting to die.

But Nightmare is not a real human being. His flesh and blood are all mimicry. Even if his body is completely rotten, it will not affect his ability to move.

But Morpheus did not take away these nightmare feelings, and they could still feel the most real pain.

But the unwillingness burning deep inside made Nightmare continue to move despite such pain.

"The essence of this world is chaos. After I was created, I ate too many dark dreams and I already understood the essence of this world. Only Morpheus has power, but he is a complete fool who is always obsessed with illusory dreams."

"We could have taken over the world and enlightened those who were surrounded by cute girls. But he did nothing, and I did."

Nightmare vented his dissatisfaction loudly, his pair of toothy eyes grew bigger and bigger, and he bit the surrounding ice crystals into pieces with a crunching sound and swallowed them all into the void space.

The purpose of Morpheus creating these nightmares is to devour the chaos of darkness.

Of course, this is different from the chaotic residue in Dark Souls. The darkness in dreams has the ability to self-regulate. The essence of nightmare is still a cleaner. It is enough to just make a slight effort at a certain node.

Normally, these nightmares also live in normal places in the dreamland, living and laughing with other dreams and lives. Collins keeps talking about inspiring growth, but the nightmare that makes trouble is only him from beginning to end. Other nightmares don't want to come to the human world at all, let alone use various cruel means to take people's lives.

"No matter how you argue!"

Martin flashed through layers of ice crystals and came to Nightmare. This man was like a wisp of smoke floating in the air, elusive.

He casually broke off the frozen shadow beside him, stretched his hands outward, and it turned into a spear, which stabbed directly into Nightmare's chest.

Death is everywhere, coming silently and leaving without a trace.

The same was true of the spear in Martin's hand at this moment. It looked ordinary, but it was aimed at Nightmare's fatal point.

Click!

Nightmare opened his big mouth, which was no different from a human's, and bit the spear that was stabbing at him.

The spear shattered with a sound, just like broken ice, and was bitten into countless ice chips by the nightmare's teeth.

"Haha, it seems that you, the agent of death..."

Before Nightmare could finish his words, Martin punched him in the chest, breaking his ribs and piercing his heart.

The expanding mouth stopped, and the speaking mouth spat out a mouthful of blood, while the lips were still moving, as if it wanted to say something.

Martin showed no mercy, reaching up with his right hand to grab his neck, yanking him back and pressing his head directly onto the frozen shadow.

Nightmare's head was instantly pierced by ice crystals. The layer of human skin used for camouflage was torn into pieces, the blood was frozen, the muscle tissue was cut off, and the whole face was a bloody mess.

But even though Nightmare had turned into such a miserable state, his mouth was still as tough as ever, and he continued to provoke Martin, "Is this all you have? I thought the agent of death would be any different, but it turns out to be the same. I am really disappointed. You should save your energy and wait for Morpheus to deal with that human boy, and then deal with me!"

"I find you are really stubborn."

Martin wasn't angry, he just wanted to laugh. There are skills in trash talking during a fight.

If someone like Nightmare loses miserably and still screams, people will not think he is courageous, but only pity him.

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Martin kicked Nightmare in the leg, pressing him into the ice. After rolling around, he looked even more miserable.

"If you have the ability, use it. Don't talk nonsense here."

Nightmare is a stubborn person who refuses to relax even when being tortured like this.

Martin didn't hesitate, he just stretched out his hands, clasped his toothy eyes, and started to use force.

"What do you want to do with my eyes?"

The eyes of Nightmare are not real eyes, but a kind of passage similar to the entrance to space, which can also be interpreted as a symbol of his desire.

In short, this thing is just an abstract concept. Not to mention ordinary people, even a great wizard cannot have any effect on these eyes.

But Martin used the power to see through death and immediately grabbed the weak point of Nightmare's eyes. He tore them upwards with force. The eyes made a sound of being unable to bear the weight and the bones began to break.

Nightmare tried desperately to close his eyes and bite off Martin's fingers, but at this moment he felt a kind of powerlessness.

His eyes were being torn apart, but when he wanted to bite off Martin's fingers, he couldn't feel the other's fingers.

He was like an old man lying on a hospital bed, quietly waiting for death to approach, but he didn't know what he could do and gradually fell into the abyss of despair.

Click!

Martin tore hard and directly tore the Nightmare's headless body along the crack at the corner of the eye, lifting the entire skull off, revealing the upper half of the brain, and the fresh brain tissue was still beating.

"you……"

Martin didn't have time to appreciate what this guy's brain looked like. He turned the ice crystal beside him into a dagger and stabbed it into Nightmare's brain, twisting it violently.

Even though Nightmare isn't really human, his body is still limited to certain reactions, and with his brain damaged, this guy's body simply shut down.

The former arrogance disappeared completely, his body began to turn into sand, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

From then on, there was no longer a nightmare named Collins in the world, and the ghosts that lingered around him gradually disappeared.

Martin waved his hand to disperse the sand on the ground. When he tore apart Nightmare's brain, no brain matter spurted out. Even if there was any, it turned into sand and was blown away by the wind.

Nightmare has been clamoring to surpass Morpheus, but the basis of its existence is Morpheus's place. Its life and death have always been in the hands of others, but it is so shameless, which is really ridiculous.

This is why Martin looked down on the other party and said he was sad. He kept talking about change, but in the human society for decades, all he did was repeat the duties imposed on him by Morpheus.

"Is this the end?"

Martin smashed the frozen shadow, and Batman came to his side, originally wanting to find out what he dreamed about, but found nothing.

“Battles in the mysterious world are often not that complicated. Although a lot of preparation is required before a battle, the final outcome is often determined by just a seemingly ordinary strike.”

Martin didn't know how to describe this feeling to Bruce. The battle between him and Nightmare was actually a battle of authority.

Nightmare gained immortality in the real world with the power of Morpheus. Martin was blessed with death and occupied the underlying logic of this world.

Simply put, Martin has more authority than Nightmare, so he wins.

"It seems that you will have to help us prepare more professional props in the future. Otherwise, if we encounter this kind of undead monster again, we can't come to you again."

Batman planned ahead and ignored the fact that Martin had just killed a magical creature.

"I can leave some relevant knowledge, but I'm afraid I don't have the time to make it. But you can ask Zatanna for help, or use the money to hire Constantine and Diana."

Martin counted the mages around him.

After dealing with Al and Nightmare, the next step is to wait and see how Morpheus will deal with Doctor Destiny.

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