The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

Soon, the nightmare found the person sleeping on the battlefield.

It was none other than the bandits.

Do you remember in the bandit stories, there were a group of vehicles that were fish or snails, basically unusable on land?

When the bandits charged, it was like they were swimming naked on the shore, only to have the tide recede and they could only stand there staring wide-eyed.

However, the bandits were always lax.

Can't keep up with the main group? The old thief is too busy to help teleport?

Then we won't fight.

Just rest where you are.

Several of them fell asleep on the snail mounts.

The nightmare chuckled coldly, transformed into a dark shadow, and with a "whoosh," burrowed into the sleeping bandit's dream.

"Hehehe, bandits, besides the Federation, you are the most enthusiastic about hunting down us Illusionists. Today, I will manipulate your dreams, and then control your bodies, making you kill each other!"

After a burst of bizarre and dreamlike colors.

The nightmare entered the dream of number 277 of the Eight Bamboo Circle.

It was pitch black here, but there were shadowy figures all around, as if there were many people.

"Here comes the light!"

The nightmare shouted.

This is a dream; he can control it at will, and he is confident of that.

Sure enough, the light came.

However, only one spotlight shone on a stage in front of them.

"Um?"

The light that came was not quite the same as what the nightmare demon had wanted, but it was still barely acceptable, so he didn't suspect anything.

He fixed his eyes.

This place seems to be a basement, with a large stage in the middle, a three-tiered awards podium on the stage, and people all around the stage.

They were all dressed in bandit outfits, a huge, swarming group.

The person who was dreaming stood under the spotlight, waving his hands high on the stage, and walked step by step to the highest level of the podium.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for the applause! The success of this operation to eliminate more than eighty Divine Transformations of the Federation is entirely due to my efforts! I want to thank you all for cheering me on, for serving me tea and water, thank you so much!"

The players in the audience shouted "Awesome!" and the police officers exclaimed "So cool!"

Tens of thousands of bandits were flattering Ba Tong, making Ba Tong extremely happy.

"Hehehe, to control this bandit's mind through dreams, we must know what he wants most. By transforming into someone who appears harmless and wants to be close to him, we can easily find out."

In dreams, the nightmare demon can become whatever it wants.

In a flash, his dark figure transformed into a voluptuous, scantily clad, blonde, blue-eyed Western beauty with long, wavy hair.

This guy used to hang out in the Western Hemisphere and discovered that male humans all prefer this type.

He recognized the voice as a man's, so he assumed it was a man's voice and interpreted it that way.

A stunningly beautiful woman, resembling a nightmare demon, swayed her hips and walked onto the stage like a water snake.

"Hey, handsome guy~"

Eight of Bamboo was enjoying his championship dream when he suddenly saw a beautiful woman walking by and turned his gaze towards her.

"Wait, has that old thief become so human-like now? The champion's reward includes this?"

The dream demon chuckled to himself, thinking, "Ha, men, they really are lustful."

The nightmare struck a seductive pose and made a flirtatious expression, teasing the Eight of Bamboo.

"So, young bandit, what is it that you most desire, or what is it that you most want to do?"

"Hehe, I, I want to, I want to..."

In the mind of the nightmare demon, there was a devilish face, chanting menacingly.

"Speak, speak, just say it, and I can grant your every wish. As long as you follow my guidance and dream, you will be under my control, hehehe..."

The eight of bamboo has been said.

"I want to be an old thief."

"what?"

"That's right, I want to be the die."

"what?"

"Don't you understand? I'm going to overthrow the Heavenly Gang! I'm going to rebel! Who does that old scoundrel think he is? He can be replaced!"

That's beyond the scope of the curriculum.

Nightmares have invaded the dreams of many people on Earth.

Some want wealth, some want beautiful women, and some want power; these are the most common desires.

Did I run into someone today who wanted to... become a thief?

It took the nightmare a long time to understand what the old thief meant.

Ha, so you just want to be the leader of the bandits. All you want is status, right?

simple!

The nightmare snapped its fingers.

"Alright, your dream has come true. Now, all the bandits will follow your lead; you are the bandit leader!"

The Eight of Bamboo was extremely excited.

"Really? I'm an old thief?!"

"Yes! Congratulations! Now..."

"Hahaha!"

"Now, listen to me, I can..."

"Hahaha! I'm the old thief! Yahoo!!"

"No, listen to me, don't get agitated..."

"Wait a minute, I'm not an old thief, am I?"

"No, you are already the bandit leader. This is your dream. I can create anything here at will."

"Then why can't I lay eggs?"

Aren't humans mammals?

Why lay eggs?

This is beyond the scope of the curriculum.

"That's not important. Listen to me, I can grant you anything in this dream world, as long as you hand over your dream essence. Just say 'You're willing.'"

"Make everything happen? You didn't ask me to be a thief, did you?"

The nightmare began to seduce her, tearing off the bra strap.

"What's wrong, handsome young man? Aren't you going to listen to me?"

"Bang!"

Ba Tong punched him.

The nightmare was dumbfounded; this was beyond the scope of the curriculum.

"Where did this monster come from! Trying to seduce me?! I only watch Asian porn, what's so great about those Western porn pigs! You fat bastard!!"

Batong rode on the back of the nightmare and unleashed a barrage of punches, leaving the nightmare questioning its existence.

"ah!!!"

The nightmare demon unleashed its power, transforming into a gigantic black bull-headed monster wielding a pair of giant axes, hacking wildly through Ba Tong's dream world.

"Damn bandit! So hard to please! What kind of thief are you, talking nonsense! You're not even interested in the kind of woman men like the most! Since you're unwilling to hand her over, I'll just go find the source of your dreams myself!"

With each swing of its double axes, the dream world shattered like glass.

With a flick of its horns, the nightmare demon moved from one layer of the dream to the next.

He broke through layer by layer, using his abilities in the dream world to forcibly extract the bandit's dream essence, and then use the dream to control the real body, making him fight for the illusionary person as if sleepwalking.

However, just as he was breaking through the layers of the dream.

Suddenly, a dark mass of bandits appeared ahead.

"Good heavens, this must be a dream-controlling illusionist."

"Eight of Bamboo is good, but we're at war and you're sleeping."

"That old bastard, won't he get his entire performance bonus deducted?"

"Brothers, stop talking nonsense and get him out of here! I need to go back to dreaming of winning the championship, and this old man has shattered that dream for me. I'm so angry!"

More than 20,000 bandits rushed up and overwhelmed the nightmare in the blink of an eye.

The nightmare sneered.

"In my dreams, I am invincible!"

He snapped his fingers, intending to make the more than 20,000 bandits explode.

The result was that there was no response.

"Why?! This is impossible! How could my dream manipulation fail?!"

Above, a gigantic die that covered the entire sky appeared.

"Idiot, what's the use of controlling a bandit's dream? You've only controlled one in twenty thousand, of course it won't work! Kill him!"