Merlin is very sure whether Angela will respond to the "invitation" she left behind.

The wingless angel was trapped on the land where he regarded him as an enemy country, and had to endure the torture brought by the terrible truth of his life. Every time he met the queen, she would definitely feel restless.

The conflict between the concepts cultivated since childhood and the cruel reality made her at a loss.

From a hunter and a warrior being suddenly restrained into a prisoner, it will also arouse her inner desire for freedom.

The most important thing is that she still has people she wants to meet, people she wants to rely on when she is fragile, and people she wants to talk to.

She also has the obsession with finding the truth.

She would agree and serve the Raven Lord. Even if she didn't need the vanity power to inspire her, she would eventually make that decision.

It's just a matter of time.

Merlin was waiting, and he was not in a hurry.

He still has one important thing to do now.

nightmare!

To be precise, the fading of nightmare.

The nightmare tree carrying the will of nightmare was only one last step away from being able to get rid of the shackles and return to the earth, but under the joint "pit" of Raven and Hela, it hit the army of intelligent weapons that rushed out of the wasteland hell.

That is definitely its most disgusting opponent.

A group of lives that will not develop fear due to changes in the external environment.

Intellectual warriors are not written into the fear circuit. Theoretically, no matter what situation they encounter, they will not develop fear. They lack the ability to simulate that emotion.

For advanced intelligent machines, relying on a relatively complete mechanical soul is enough to simulate the emotions of real fear.

But under the calculation of powerful data loops, fear is just an option when facing critical situations.

Robots don't need fear to oppress themselves to burst out instantaneous power.

Nor do they live in fear.

If they choose to retreat, it must be because they draw conclusions after data analysis, not because they are afraid of dominance.

In short, Nightmare Canwai, who was blocked on the rainbow bridge, finally fought and destroyed the bodies of many intelligent warriors. However, after the advanced combat units joined the battle, this nightmare tree, which was already weak and severely damaged, was eventually torn to pieces.

Now the wreckage of the tree is placed in Merlin's office, or in the Throne Hall.

After losing the blessing of nightmare will, the body of this nightmare tree became shriveled, as if it had been dried, forming some kind of strange tree specimens.

The black limbs, paired with dark red runes, are like being burned by flames and covered by ashes.

It is like some special root carving, and because of the long-term infiltration of nightmare power, the dry trees emit a black halo, which looks quite corrupt and depraved.

"Click"

The sound of teeth intertwined suddenly sounded in the Throne Hall, and the sound of chewing broke the quiet atmosphere here.

On the chair opposite the desk, Ganata, wearing a white short skirt and high-heeled slippers, was sitting there. She was lying in the chair, holding the black branches in one hand, like eating chicken legs, and putting the decay of the nightmare tree into her mouth.

This girl with purple eyes really has a good appetite.

Eat everything, and eat everything with relish.

The Book of Ravens at Merlin's hand was spread out to the blank of the fourth page. He was using some magical materials to make precious starry sky ink. It seemed that he was planning to include a magic seal again.

In front of him, there was a black tree heart taken out of the nightmare tree.

It is a wood product that is like a heart-shaped one, a container used by the nightmare tree to carry the will of nightmare, and a place where nightmare power is the most concentrated.

Although he was dead, the tree that was dug out still emitted a dark light, beating like a real heart, which felt a strange and evil feeling.

That is the material for the new printing.

“What does this tree taste like?”

While grinding the ink, Merlin looked at Ganata, who was filled with the happiness of eating, and he asked softly:

"Seeing you're so happy, I guess, is it sweet?"

"right!"

Ganata reached out to wipe the black and gray remaining on the corner of her mouth. She waved the trunk that had been eaten in her hand, and said to Meilin with a romance:

"It's like the fruit fermentation, but it's sweet and greasy when it's not rotting. Although it doesn't look good and looks bleak, it actually tastes like slightly roasted chicken."

"Well, it's like those snacks from street stalls. Just tear them off a large piece of them with just a slight tear."

The purple-eyed girl described the smell of the nightmare tree to Meilin, like a top gourmet that is soaked in the way of foodies.

She said:

"But this should not be the taste of the trees themselves. I think it should be the taste of the nightmare that remains in the wood... Merlin, is the taste of the nightmare sweet?"

"How do I know?"

Merlin rolled her eyes and said:

"I haven't tasted the taste of dreams, but if I think it's a little bit more sweet, like cotton candy."

"And nightmare may be bitter, after all, it is full of fear and darkness, just like a dark dish."

"But how to say it, these are meaningless to you. Whether it is a nightmare or a beautiful dream, you can eat it with relish."

The Raven Maharaja has ground the ink.

He put the bottle in front of his eyes and shook it. The bright star dot light shone in the arranged starry sky ink, which was really like a reflection of the path of stars.

Only this liquid with extremely inclusive and ductile properties can accommodate so much penetration of power without distinction.

Through this ink, Merlin saw Ganatan's starry body, like a pure astral aggregation.

The sweet human appearance of these star creatures is just a disguise...

"You're not angry now, are you?"

Merlin put the ink aside and picked up the black tree heart. After the vanity slowly wrapped the tree heart, the same sound of chewing and devouring as before sounded in the light.

The Raven Lord looked at Ganata, who was eating very deliciously, and he said:

"When I called you just now, you looked as angry as if I was about to eat."

"Hey, I said it all. I was awakened when I was sleeping and was very angry when I woke up."

The purple-eyed girl shrugged, and she bite the sweet branch again, chewing it while saying to Meilin in a slight manner:

"But I'm not angry anymore. How could I get angry if you wake me up to treat me to eat... But, I seem to have some health problems recently."

Ganata frowned and rubbed her flat abdomen.

The girl shook her long black hair at her waist and said to Merlin:

"I seem to be unable to bear the hunger. The more I eat, the more I want to eat. The feeling of hunger is like a wildfire. After eating the Steppenwolf, this feeling occurs."

She said:

"I thought I was just eating too much at once, but after eating Surtel, the feeling became stronger and stronger."

"Can you understand? Merlin."

Ganata looked at the Raven Maharaja, a trace of worry flashed in her purple eyes, she said:

"It's like, my recent big meals and drinks have awakened my appetite that has been suppressed by me."

"It's like a long-term hungry person who was used to the feeling of empty stomach, but after a sudden meal, the sleepy hunger was awakened, and it was roaring and craving for more food."

She looked at the branches that smelled in her hands and said:

"I can still control it now. After eating this, I have to go to bed. If I allow that feeling of hunger to grow, maybe... maybe I will lose control and eat everything in front of me."

Ms. Taotie shivered.

Merlin, who was sitting opposite her, also raised her eyebrows.

Ganatta's situation seems not very good.

This girl ate both of the Heavenly Fathers, and her satiety level was less than 10%. Even if she ate the Nightmare Tree stored by Nightmare, the food with the power of Heavenly Fathers was also kept, which would at most make Ganatta full to one tenth of the fullness.

If you eat such a big appetite, you will probably be able to eat the entire solar system in a short period of time.

But even the solar system could not satisfy her terrifying appetite.

"Maybe, you should go back to see your father."

Merlin rubbed his fingers and blended the orange streamer mixed with black halo into the starry sky ink. While stirring with a crystal rod, he said to Ganata:

"I mean, if you really can't control your appetite, maybe your father can help you."

"No, don't go back!"

Ganata shook her head vigorously.

Like a girl who was offending the axe, she pouted in dissatisfaction and said to Merlin:

"I can't get out when I go back. My dad will definitely lock me up in his spaceship... He kept saying that I still have a lot to learn."

"Besides, your agreement has not been completed yet. I have not eaten to 40% yet. I will never leave no matter what."

Ganata jumped out of the chair.

She stretched out her hand and hugged the fallen nightmare tree in front of her in her arms, as if she was holding a lot of snacks.

While walking towards the exit of the Throne Hall, she said to Merlin without looking back:

"After you have food, don't try to drive me away...Okay, I'm going to sleep, don't bother me this time. Maybe when I get asleep, the hunger will disappear."

The Raven Lord watched Ganata disappear, and there was a trace of worry in his blue eyes.

He didn't think that Ganata could solve the problem by sleeping. If that kind of hunger was caused by eating too much, then maybe, next time, I should find a chance to let Ganata "activity".

It’s not a solution to always eat so much.

Beautiful girls always need to exercise if they want to maintain their figure.

"But, let's talk about this until the next time."

Merlin shook her head and threw the idea out of her mind.

He took a deep breath to calm his mind, and he picked up a black quill, dipped it in the orange-shining ink bottle at hand, and wrote the first character on the fourth page of the Book of Raven.

It's still beautiful in style.

After seeing the handwriting of Dream God that was so beautiful that it was almost artistic, Merlin also planned to improve his writing style.

He wrote very slowly.

According to the construction method of the previous three seals, ink and materials are used as medium to bind the power of nightmares and fear to the paper, but the more I write, the more solemn Merlin's expression becomes.

When he was writing one-third, he stopped writing.

The raven's brows were furrowed.

Can't continue writing.

It is not because of a break in thinking or sudden unexpected situations, but because of a sensitivity to power.

He turned his head and looked at the starry sky ink that had begun to fade at his hand, and he narrowed his eyes.

"No, the power of the origin is missing."

"The energy remaining in the nightmare is very thin. The guy took away the mantra of nightmares and fear. It was stopping me from writing the secret that belonged to it... That guy didn't go back to Niforheim..."

“It’s on Earth!”

Merlin shook her head and put down her quill with regret.

In the absence of the essence of power, the imitation and strengthening seal of the Raven Book cannot be completed. In other words, he must capture the consciousness of the nightmare to complete this incomplete seal of fear.

After just a brief thought, Merlin understood the way Nightmare escaped.

It should be when the intelligence machines captured this nightmare tree, that guy escaped from the carrier with his consciousness and returned to the dream of sentient beings.

It has been hiding in the dreams of the Asgardians, and then returned to the earth with the migrating Asgardian land. At this moment, this guy should have already hiding in a dream on the earth.

It's hard to trace any more.

But the problem is not particularly serious.

When Zatanna was bound by the nightmare in Niforheim, Merlin saw with his own eyes that the god king Odin destroyed the Nightmare Forest with a violent thunder. At that time, Nightmare, which had not yet been reincarnated, was seriously injured.

This time, he was forced to leave the carrier and escape back to the dream of sentient beings. This is equivalent to a nightmare giving up the body and the nightmare power accumulated in the body.

For it, which is already weak, it will definitely be a step further.

Although it is a conceptual force, as long as you are supplemented by sufficient nightmares and fears, you can ignore the bottlenecks and break through the level of power all the way.

But with the Supreme Master still alive, Nightmare would definitely not dare to absorb fear so much.

It can only come secretly.

The speed of nightmare recovery will inevitably be very slow.

Thinking of this, the last trace of loss in Merlin's eyes disappeared. He floated to the edge of the Throne Hall and looked into the distance in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

His dark wisdom suddenly realized a problem.

Perhaps, letting nightmare move on earth is not a bad thing. That guy's power comes from the fear of sentient beings, and does not the divine nature of the snake who escaped from trouble also come from fear?

There is also the battle for the king of hell...

The Lords of Hell must compete for the throne of the King of Hell with measurable fear.

So in this way, there are two more uncertain factors in this battle of hegemony.

The corners of Raven Maharaja's mouth were slightly raised, this accident was great.

"Let me leave it to the old guy for a headache."

He whispered:
Chapter completed!