Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

A strange power enveloped the entire node fortress in an instant.

Many powerful humans who were resting simultaneously entered a deep sleep.

The strong guards on night watch felt an irresistible drowsiness, and their eyelids drooped uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, in a room within the fortress, Little Mad King was training, suspended from the ceiling.

She vaguely sensed a drowsy feeling that urged her to fall asleep.

As the overlord, she maintained a certain level of vigilance even when resting.

This sudden drowsiness instantly alerted her.

At the same time, a low roar echoed within the virtual realm: "Wake up!"

The next second, she sounded the alarm.

Almost simultaneously, powerful figures outside also roared "Enemy attack!"

But as her senses expanded, she perceived human warriors and low-level psionicists lying haphazardly in the corridor.

Even after hearing the alarm, they were unable to react and were dragged into a dream by a powerful force.

It really was a nightmare!
The Nightmare King actually attacked 'Point' first. Doesn't he know that besides the eastern front line, 'Point' has the highest defense?

Without bothering to wake them up, the Little Mad King took the lead in issuing a defensive order to the mimicry heavenly soldiers.

Three days is enough time for the world's top civil engineers to work together and build a high wall defense line as strong as the Great Wall.

Each section of the defensive line is protected by a sufficient number of mimicry celestial soldiers and regular troops.

Even if a nightmare descends and plunges many human warriors into a dream, the mimicry celestial soldiers can still defend themselves.

At the same time, Little Mad King used Shadow Clone Technique, splitting into four, and then three clones split into nine more clones.

The clones transformed into shadows and scattered to assist the defense line and begin assassinating the enemy.

As the nightmare strikes, she must awaken her elite combat forces.

So she smashed the wall of the room with her fist.

Li Yelai's physique was extremely powerful, even surpassing most overlords.

With his physique, without any special exertion...

Even if you don't rest for a long time, you will only feel tired at most.

Given the current situation, it's naturally impossible for him to be intimate with his partner.

This will exhaust humanity's top combat forces.

If lust leads to a decline in high-end combat power, then one would truly become a sinner.

In theory, he was full of energy and resting with his eyes closed when he was pulled by a force and dragged into a dream.

In a state between sleep and wakefulness, he saw countless bizarre scenes.

And finally, it froze on a certain erotic scene.

Girls with distinct styles are showcasing their beauty.

The short-haired girl knelt in front of him, her petite yet voluptuous body gently rubbing against his thigh.

The long-haired girl was pressed close behind him, her warm and soft touch sending waves of breath through his ears.

The tall, slender girl gently held his wrist, guiding him through the beautiful garden. A hint of shyness graced her cool, elegant face.

The sweet fragrance, the intertwined body temperature, the lingering whispers—everything was tempting him to succumb.

Upon receiving the girls' invitation, Li Yelai's eyes flashed with golden light. A coiled, roaring dragon-shaped phantom appeared behind him!
That wasn't the flame of lust, but thunder that tore through dreams!
How ridiculous! Are you trying to bewitch the champion, or the Chosen One?
Mimicry: The Divine Dragon Soul!
Break it open for me!

In that instant, a golden greatsword fell, tearing open the curtain of the dream. All the sensual illusions shattered like a mirror.

Li Yelai saw the most realistic dream: a pitch-black tentacle was wrapped around his body, dragging him into an abyss. At the same time, he also saw the existence in the deepest part of the dream.

It was a huge, irregular shadow, with thousands of black tentacles falling and wrapping around figures.

They were all trapped in some kind of dream.

Memories that can evoke pain, enjoyment, longing, or pleasure, and even bring tears to the eyes.
As Li Yelai tore open the curtain, the dark figure uttered a whisper as if from millions of people.

[What you see is pollution]
[Cognition is a shackle]
[You will eventually return to the womb of dreams]
Who are you cosplaying as?

Li Yelai's expression was indifferent. He thought Mr. Ying had fallen ill, and golden ripples appeared behind him.

Dozens of divine weapons shot out simultaneously, severing the tentacles binding himself and more than a dozen other figures nearby.

At the same time, more divine weapons shot towards the shadowy figure.

The next moment, his consciousness returned to the real world. He opened his golden eyes and saw a patch of snow-white skin.

The little mad king, dressed in a cool outfit, stood in front of him, wearing only a sports vest.

Sweat trickled down her slender neck, disappearing into the deep cleavage of her vest neckline. Her waist was astonishingly slender, with clearly defined abs that rose and fell gently with her breath.

She wore black hot pants, her two straight, long legs exposed to the air without any cover. The muscle lines were smooth and beautiful, yet contained terrifying explosive power, and she had a faint blush from just finishing her training.

At this moment, she raised her arm, as if to slap Li Yelai awake.

"Put on your clothes, I thought I was still in a dream!" Li Yelai quickly got up.

If her colleagues hadn't been caught in a dream, her outfit would probably have caused quite a few people to have nosebleeds.

"A dream?" Little Mad King was a little confused, but he still took the trench coat and put it on: "The nightmare is here."

"I know, it's not just nightmares!" Li Yelai donned his armor and rushed out of the room: "And that beast Di Yun! There's chaotic corruption in the dream!"

"They actually dare to come. Fine, let them crash headfirst into our defenses and die!"

He took out the core of the Machine God and decisively activated it!

"Loyal machine spirits! Fight alongside humanity!"

As the Nightmare's power spread, a large number of ghouls hidden in the ruins launched a surprise attack. For some reason, they became even more fanatical and insane.

The explosions of the mimicking heavenly soldiers firing their great bows resounded through the night sky.

Some of the awakened psionicists also joined the battle.

Using the high walls of the fortress as cover, they launched a counterattack against the approaching hordes of terror.

However, the demon's attack was unusually fierce.

A giant, crocodile-like monster, its lower body blasted apart by the heavenly soldiers, dragged its upper body and violently rammed into the fortress.

A slender, withered humanoid terror screamed as it charged toward the fortress, its chest pierced by a psionicist, yet it still did not stop.

There were stone statues engraved with strange patterns, their metal skeletons exposed after being beaten, yet they stubbornly teleported into the fortress, intending to snap the necks of the heavenly soldiers.

They seemed to be influenced by some force, becoming fearless.

At the same time, one after another humanoid mechs unfolded their wings of light, dodging the volley of fire from the heavenly soldiers in mid-air as they swooped down to approach.

They want to take advantage of the moment when the main human force is dragged into the dream to inflict as much damage as possible and seize these defenses!

However, at some point...

Those turrets, close-in weapon systems, and plasma cannons that are currently unmanned all instantly turned and locked onto each other at this moment.

Numerous engines roared as armored vehicles and tanks started up autonomously.

Even the cars piled up on the roadside roared at that moment!
Transforming into a torrent of steel, it crashed straight into the demon of terror!
The roar of the machine spirit echoed through the night sky! (End of Chapter)