novelhk Chapter 392 Nightmare
Chapter 392 Nightmare
A week later, on a sea far away from Dressrosa, a sailboat without any flag had been floating quietly for seven days.
Inside the cabin, Saint Mosifu Kirin Gom was sitting on a golden chair with his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep. However, the transparent halo surrounding his fingertips clearly showed that everything was not as simple as it seemed.
"It's the seventh day now. The subconscious of those rioters should be like a sponge soaked in water, without a trace of vitality, right?"
On the side, Saint Shepard Somaz was holding a glass of valuable red wine in his hand, savoring it sip by sip. Thanks to Kirin Gorm's ability, the wine was long and mellow, just like the taste he had always loved in the holy land.
Upon hearing this, Qilin Gom Saint did not open his eyes, but a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Seven days ago, when they arrived in this sea, he had silently released the first hypnotic beam in the direction of Dressrosa. That beam, invisible to the naked eye, could penetrate clouds and waves, silently drilling into the brains of every living thing.
Although he had intentionally reduced the effectiveness of the light beam in preparation for the subsequent battle, so that those who came into contact with it would only feel physically and mentally exhausted but would not fall asleep immediately, it was like a dormant seed, and as long as he could induce it a little more, it would erupt completely!
Given the scale of Dressrosa, how many nightmare monsters would that spawn? Just the thought of it made Kirin Gorm Saint secretly excited.
"The civilians' fear is purest, the soldiers' obsession is the most stubborn, and those at the core..."
The voice of Qilin Gom Saint seemed to have an echo, but also seemed to be pure ravings.
"... Take Monkey D. Dragon, for example. What's in his dreams? What's the real fear of a rioter like that? Hey, Somaz, aren't you curious?"
The thorns of Saint Somazi suddenly tightened, and the tip pierced into the palm of his hand. A drop of blood fell to the ground, splashing a dazzling color.
"Curious? No, I only care whether these fears are sharp enough."
His voice was like a thorn scratching against stone, sounding careless yet extremely cold.
"The tears they shed in their dreams will become nourishment for thorns; and the names they shout in their dreams will become sharp thorns that pierce their hearts!"
The conversation between the two was uneventful, as if they were discussing an insignificant banquet. Moshifu slowly opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting a raging nightmare. "Tonight, when the final beam falls, all of Dressrosa will fall into a deep sleep. And then..."
"...We'll pay them another visit." Saint Somaz took over the conversation and downed the wine in his hand. Having not been to land for so long, the deep "love" in his heart was stirring. "Let them first taste despair in their dreams."
. . . . . .
Late at night in Dressrosa, the lights were still on, and the streets seemed to be bustling with activity. The lighthouse at the port flickered dimly, and a patrolling Revolutionary Army soldier yawned and rested against the wall.
For some reason, the higher-ups suddenly ordered us to step up our vigilance, as if we were on guard against some formidable enemy.
However, a week later, Dressrosa was still calm, peaceful and tranquil.
That would be fine, given the strict discipline of the Revolutionary Army. Even after they had Dressrosa, a base with a profound history, most of the Revolutionary Army soldiers would not forget their duties and would strictly stay at their posts.
However, what is strange is that many people seem to have become lazy recently, and are in poor spirits every day, and some even become distracted during patrols.
To this end, the ever-spirited Captain Betty had to use her powers quite a bit, but fortunately, her shift was at night, so even a break wouldn't be a big deal...
Just as the revolutionary soldier was about to continue his patrol mission, suddenly an almost transparent concentric beam of light fell from the night sky, like an invisible needle, gently piercing his brow.
The soldier's eyelids suddenly grew heavy, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He didn't even have time to scream before he fell straight to the ground with a tired smile on his lips - he had fallen into a deep sleep.
At the same time, the same scene was happening all over the island.
In a house in the city, a mother was humming a lullaby as a beam of light streamed through the window. She bent down to kiss her child's forehead, then fell asleep beside the bed. In a hidden armory on the island, craftsmen gradually stopped polishing weapons, leaned their heads against the anvil, and began to snore.
Even in the meeting hall deep in the palace, several legion commanders who had been staying up late to formulate defense plans began to feel sleepy and wondered whether they should take a break and consider further arrangements after waking up.
“Buzz——”
Deep in the night sky, the figure of Saint Mosifu Kirin Gom appeared between the clouds, with his hands open, and countless concentric beams of light fell like a meteor shower.
This time, the beam of light was no longer hidden. The invisible halo illuminated half of the island, like a gentle but deadly net, enveloping the entire Dressrosa.
"Ugh..." A few soldiers with strong willpower tried to resist, but they felt as if their brains were filled with lead. Countless dream images appeared before their eyes: some saw the past when they were enslaved by nobles, and some saw their loved ones falling under the blades of pirates... In the end, they could not resist the strong sleepiness and fell to the ground one after another.
For a moment, the entire island suddenly became extremely quiet, as if a coffin was about to be buried, silent and dead.
"Wait! This is it!"
The sudden abnormal situation obviously caught the attention of the nervous Dorag. At the same time, his observation Haki instantly caught the two unfamiliar auras.
As a domineering color carrying a warning and anger erupted like a tsunami, the legion commanders immediately understood the current situation!
"It's the Knights of God! They're coming!"
Before he finished speaking, Dorag shot into the sky like a cannonball, and Saint Somaz's figure also emerged from the shadows, the knight's cloak fluttering in the night wind.
"Don't waste your energy, Monkey D. Dragon. Your people have become my 'hostages'. The deeper they sleep, the sharper my thorns will become."
On the other side, Mosifu Qilin Gom Saint also slowly descended from the sky, and the human-beast form of Qilin was revealed for the first time. As the hypnotic beam descended, the true horror of this mythical beast species would be revealed one by one.
"Take a look at these 'materials'."
He raised his hand nonchalantly, and on the distant street, monsters from nightmares broke out of the ground: some were evil spirits dressed as pirates; some were celestial dragons with octopus tentacles; there were even nightmares in navy uniforms firing cannons!
"These are not ordinary hallucinations." Moshifu's voice was filled with laughter.
"I extracted 'fear' from their dreams as the skeleton, and used 'memory' as the flesh and blood.
Let me guess, Revolutionary Army, what is the fear in your heart?"