My Dungeons Are Popular - Chapter 119

Listening to the sound of the alarm clock, the mistress of the shadow beasts, Sexi, got up from the bed with some sleepy eyes.

She was trapped in her mind and struck the alarm clock on the bedside with her hand.

But Circe woke up instantly after knocking…

What the **** alarm clock?

Since the disaster of the Shadow Beast destroyed her home, as the carrier of the Shadow Beast, the mistress has not closed her eyes for decades.

The most important thing is that Sexi hasn’t enjoyed the warmth of the bed for a long time since she sat on the throne that bound the shadow beast.

So where is she?

Circe sat up from the bed and looked around vigilantly.

Where is this place?

This is obviously a room for a girl’s high school student, and it is also a high school girl’s high school student.

The study materials are all over the desks, and there are some cute cartoon stickers and the good smell of shampoo in the room.

All the little details in the room told Circe that someone had been living here for a long time.

And this is her room.

“Sophomore in high school? What kind of memory is this?”

Circe clutched her forehead and digested the memory that suddenly rushed to her, the memory of a female high school student, not the identity of the shadow beast mistress.

“The nightmare copy that guy built?”

Circe quickly reacted. She may have been in the nightmare copy constructed by Qiuren, and she still played the role of a female high school student in it.

So what kind of doom is this nightmare copy? When Circe wanted to take a look at the scenery outside the window, her door was suddenly opened.

This made Circe instinctively raised her hand and aimed at the door. She had a powerful distortion ability in the Legion’s Nightmare dungeon, which could twist steel into a ball of paper.

But here she raised her hand but nothing happened.

Your ability is suppressed?

This made Circe picked up the alarm clock beside the bed and wanted to use it as a weapon, but the petite figure standing at the door of the room made her hand pause.

It’s her sister Allais.

“Sister, get up!”

After Alai shouted at her sloppy sister, she closed the door and left before Circe could stop her.

“Alai… Is that the real Alai?”

Circe could feel that what had just appeared was her own sister, not the illusion constructed by the dream maker.

Has his own sister been dragged into this nightmare copy?

Circe glanced at this familiar and unfamiliar room with a bewildered look. After thinking about it, she was still going to get out of bed and look around.

But when her slender legs stepped on the floor, Circe fell to the ground without standing still.

She remembered that in the nightmare copy of the Legion, she hadn’t tried walking on her feet for many years.

But… it works.

In this nightmare copy, the shadow beast’s torture and suppression of her consciousness and body seemed to disappear.

Circe hammered her thigh with her hand, and then stood up little by little while supporting the edge of the bed.

“call…”

Circe was quite satisfied with her body in this nightmare dungeon. Compared with the exhausted body in the legion dungeon, this was the body of a healthy female high school student.

But she hadn’t gotten used to it, and she walked out of her room with the help of the wall, then walked downstairs to the living room little by little.

I saw that I was sitting at the dining table, shaking my calf with chopsticks, and waiting for the breakfast to arrive.

Circe still had the alarm clock in her hand, because besides her sister, there was a figure in the kitchen making breakfast for her sister.

“Are you finally awake? You will be late if you don’t go to school at this point.”

Alma, the instructor of the teaching court, walked out of the kitchen to see that she should be the grandmother of Circe and Allai in her home-dress.

“Do you… do you have to cooperate with that dream maker as well? Alma Tutor.”

Circe saw that Alma put down the alarm clock in his hand, and leaned on the wall like a girl who had just experienced what happened, and a little weakly walked to the dining table and sat down.

“I have to cooperate. If you want to escape from this nightmare dungeon, you also have to cooperate, accumulate your own strength, or you may have to be a high school girl for a lifetime here.”

Alma’s tone was always teasing, and she put two prepared omelets on the dinner plates of the two sisters.

“No need! I just need to find other members of the Legion scattered in this nightmare copy, and unite their forces to break through the barriers of this nightmare copy.”

Circe didn’t plan to follow that dream maker’s script.

As long as she breaks through the nightmare copy that Qiuren has constructed, she will officially declare that Qiureen has become her possession, or the legion’s possession, completely standing on the opposite side of mankind.

“Where are you going to find it?” Alma said, handing her another glass of milk.

“of course…”

When Circe said here, his eyes suddenly fell on the TV in the living room. The TV announcer was reporting the news that the century-class cruise ship Titanic was about to set sail.

“How big is this nightmare copy?” Circe asked the most critical part of the question in an instant.

“According to my inference, it may be half the size of the real world, filled with causal lines of various plot developments, as well as some ancient parallel time and space, which seem to be divided into sections. You did not accumulate enough power before you Ways to break through the boundaries of a story area.”

Alma told Circe crazy news that this nightmare copy was not so big.

That dream maker may have thrown the swallowed legion members everywhere in the nightmare dungeon, causing their bodies and minds to be tortured, and eventually losing their self-awareness and becoming walking corpses!

Circe must hurry up to find as many members of the legion as possible before this terrible situation occurs.

“To accumulate strength? How to accumulate… swallow the ‘living body’ in this nightmare copy?” Sexi asked as he picked up the knife in his hand.

In this extreme case, the usual method is to kill the ** in the nightmare copy and then swallow it.

“This method is not wrong, but there are some more efficient methods.”

Alma said, pointing to the plate of fried eggs in front of Circe.

“Most foods made with nightmares are tasteless… wait a minute.” Sexi smelled the scent from the omelette.

The dream maker shouldn’t use extra resources to add flavor to the food in this nightmare dungeon.

But Sexi’s sense of smell told her that the plate of fried eggs in front of her had a taste. This was not the taste constructed by Qiuren, but a very primitive sweetness.

“What did you make this plate of food?” Circe asked Alma directly after taking a bite.

“Viewing rate? I remember the word used by the creator is this. The real world creators pay attention to you. These are gathered together as our most primitive energy source.” Alma explained.

“I never showed up in front of the creators. Where did this attention come from?” Circe asked.

Alma didn’t answer her question, but didn’t know where she came up with a costume that made Circe look at her creeps, which was the uniform of her college.

“You should go to school now. You can’t get any shots here, let alone draw energy.” Alma said.

Circe wanted to say you dare to let me try this dress?

Seeing the great tutor of the teaching court with a smile on his face, and the righteousness who rescued other members of the legion before him, Circe also suppressed the shame he hadn’t had in decades.

“How long have you not communicated with strangers? Your Royal Highness Circe.”

While Alma was changing her clothes, she also arranged her long pale silver hair.

“Forty-four years, but I have been dealing with important tasks in the regiment every day. My negotiating ability has not deteriorated, and there will be no stage fright.”

Circe looked at herself in the vanity mirror on the table.

The pale face and lips finally glowed red, but she knew that this was an illusion presented in the nightmare copy.

The real she was still in the Nightmare Instance of the Legion, tortured by the Shadow Beast like a pink skull.

“Well, Alai is here to take care of me, and you should also do your duty as a mistress.”

Responsibilities as a mother.

Circe knew that was to lead her own tribe to continue.

“Did you not prepare a weapon for me?”

Circe took the backpack that Alma handed over and found that there were no weapons inside, only a pile of textbooks, and the only thing that could be called a weapon was a utility knife.

“Weapons are not available in this copy.” Alma said.

No weapons? This is a copy of the nightmare!

Without asking these words, Circe was blasted out of the house by Alma…

After many years, she finally stood on the sun-drenched street again. There was no such thing as sunlight in the Legion’s Nightmare Instance.

The sound of a certain creature’s song and birds could be heard around, not like the terrible wailing of a shadow beast, but a more subtle and pleasant voice.

Is this really a copy of the nightmare?

While Circe was stunned, she began to perceive the place where the surrounding ‘energy’ gathered the most, which is what Alma called the ‘where the world is focused’, or the ‘where the lens is focused’.

She stumbled all the way along her own perception, and came to a complex of buildings smoothly.

Circe glanced at the sign on the side of the school gate, which read ‘Key High School of Qiancheng Province’.

High school…This is the easiest place to draw energy.

Circe still had the memory of herself as a female high school student in her mind. Although it was not too much, she was allowed to walk into this high school. The enthusiasm and vitality of the high school students could be heard everywhere around.

They seem to be self-conscious?

Circe looked at the high school students around with a little admiration, and they all told Circe with a frown that they were all living people.

How did that dream maker do it?

A self-aware character in a dream dungeon takes a long time to temper and brew. Even the S-level dream seed can only construct six or seven self-conscious characters at most.

In this way, Circe sighed the dreaming skills of the dream maker, and followed her memory of being a female high school student all the way to her class.

After she sat down in her seat, no one came up to answer her.

In Circe’s memory, his interpersonal relationship seems to be so uncomfortable, a bit of the feeling of an iceberg queen floating outside the masses.

She really likes her character in this nightmare copy.

Because she is not in the mood now, it is unnecessary, it is impossible to play with these dream consciousnesses, even if they have a high degree of self-consciousness.

After sitting down, Circe took out his mobile phone, an information search device, and began to search for information related to other members of the Legion in the network of this nightmare copy.

Before absorbing energy, she must first confirm where the legion members under her command are scattered.

The Internet news of this nightmare copy is also very real, and the news between the various story lines and the progress can be found through channels such as news reports.

Circe searched the Internet for this copy of the nightmare, and found a very important name…Rise.

‘Holiday Resort Hotel reappeared a brutal murder case, and the suspected cold-blooded murderer committed another crime. ’

The name of the current leader of the Black Mist Legion’s War Court is Riise! He is one of the strongest combat forces in the Legion today, and is even higher in the command of the Legion than Circe and Alai as the mistress.

The two of them are just mascots in the legion, and the real decision-making power is left to the legion council to make judgments. Riise is the most important person who can determine the direction of the legion.

He was also trapped in this nightmare copy!

“Holiday Resort.”

Circe proficiently used the phone’s map function to search, and found that the hotel was in the next city.

If you drive on the highway, you will be there in four hours!

How to do? Definitely set off to meet with the leader of the legion.

And if the script line of this nightmare dungeon is scattered in various areas, Riise’s location must also be the focus of the lens.

Circe didn’t hesitate to think about it here, she was not in the mood to be any other girls’ high school student, so she stood up and left the classroom.

Before she took a few steps, she ran into a figure and aura… from the familiar to the unfamiliar.

That is the dream maker body that constructed this nightmare copy!

After Circe got acquainted with the control of this body, he reacted extremely quickly and directly grabbed the tie worn by the body’s clothes.

“It turns out that your real appearance is like this…” Sexi said, clutching the collar of the dreamer, looking at the person in front of her.

dry! You don’t need to be recognized so quickly!

Qiuren and the mistress of the shadow beasts, now the women of their senior sisters, looked at each other.

Although Qiuren also anticipated that he would be involved in this love movie universe temporarily unable to leave, it may be a surprise for Qiureen to retain his self-awareness.

Then Qiuren checked from left to right and found that the area he was in was the script area of ​​the “Campus Youth Love Drama”, Qiuren came to school without any psychological pressure.

Anyway, it’s the resort built by myself, and it’s good to rest in the resort for a while.

As a result, you **** told me that the heroine of this ‘campus youth romance comedy’ is the enemy’s big boss, the mother of Godzilla who can command a bunch of Godzilla to ruin the world?

What kind of campus romance comedy is this?

“Senior sister…what’s the matter?” Qiuren can only pretend not to know anything now. UU reading www.uukavanshu.com

“Can’t bear the erosion of the torrent of shadow beasts, have you lost your own memory? Maybe it’s better, follow me!”

Circe grabbed the deity of this nightmare dungeon this time, feeling that he was further away from the success of his plan.

But before she dragged Qiuren out of the teaching building, a figure at the end of the corridor that made the current Sexi feel dangerous stood in front of her.

“It’s class time, where do you two want to go?”

The person who said this is Tapir, but her identity in this nightmare copy is…a teacher.

Qiuren is really fortunate to have left behind for herself. Tapir’s presence should be able to control the violent shadow beast mistress. Even if she doesn’t want to play according to the script, how about staying under the camera?

As soon as you meet, you have to go to other studios to play together in what style? Obediently be a heroine in the “Campus Youth Romance Comedy”.