The once intact containment facility rapidly shattered, the surroundings quickly turning into a desolate void.
Meng Lan watched her surroundings in surprise. "This… that wasn't your original dreamscape just now, but a false dreamscape you created."
Wen Wen snapped his fingers. "You're correct, but there's no reward."
Meng Lan stomped her foot in anger, only to realize that what was beneath her feet wasn't the floor, but a smooth, curved carapace.
Upon closer inspection, it was a colossal, oval-shaped creation resembling a mountain, dotted with elliptical protrusions, each nurturing a disgusting creature within.
"What is this…" Meng Lan’s skin crawled. She felt a sense of dread emanating from it.
"This is the Nest of Destruction. Monsters are born here continuously until they fill the space they occupy. It's a rather dangerous Cataclysm-level containment object."
"Cataclysm-level… a god!"
Meng Lan shuddered, but before she could marvel at the Nest of Destruction beneath her feet, a claw stepped on her head and casually ran over her.
It was a sacred beast, the Qilin, radiating multicolored auspicious light. Bathed in its glow, Meng Lan felt her body on the verge of collapse.
Not just the beast god Qilin, but in this surreal dreamscape, more than ten powerful beings of unimaginable strength could be seen.
Though these beings were mere illusions within someone else's dream, such illusions possessed power within the dreamscape!
Cataclysm-level powerhouses were already divine beings. For their complete images to appear in a dream, one had to have witnessed their power and possess sufficient understanding of it.
So why did Wen Wen's dreamscape feature so many terrifyingly powerful beings?
Wen Wen sat in the void on a piece of broken ground, observing Meng Lan's expression with ease.
"Although I'm a pervert and narcissistic, I don't want to die. The reason I insisted on coming to the dreamscape to capture the Nightmare is that I was confident in my ability to do so."
"This is my first time venturing into the domain of dreams, so I don't know what will happen."
"But no matter where it is, or what happens, the gap in power is insurmountable."
"Even if you can increase your combat effectiveness tenfold, a hundredfold, by leveraging the terrain… as long as my power is so overwhelmingly superior that you can never win, no matter how much stronger you become, I can catch you."
Witnessing so many Cataclysm-level existences directly made Meng Lan's emotions unstable.
If she weren't a True Order-level Nightmare with a certain resistance to the pressure of Cataclysm-level beings, merely witnessing so many Cataclysm-level figures could have sent her into mental collapse and madness.
She quickly scanned her surroundings. Mysterious Cataclysm-level powerhouses were present in many areas. While these figures were merely phantoms, no one could guarantee what they might do, so she couldn't escape in those directions.
The only suitable direction for escape was east-northeast, where only a severed purple hand was visible, nothing else.
As long as she ran a certain distance in that direction, she would have enough time to escape this terrifying dreamscape.
Watching Meng Lan's escape route, Wen Wen smacked his forehead. This foolish woman had chosen the most dangerous direction.
He sighed, donned his black robe, and flew directly towards Meng Lan's escape path. It wasn't easy to lure a Nightmare here; if she were easily killed by the severed hand, Wen Wen's efforts would be in vain.
As Meng Lan was about to pass the severed hand, the hand suddenly flipped over and lightly tapped in her direction.
Purple ripples emanated from the severed hand, destroying everything in their path. Meng Lan's heart leaped into her throat. She knew that if she were hit by these ripples, she would surely die!
Boom…
Wen Wen blocked in front of her. The purple ripples and his black power canceled each other out. In the end, Wen Wen lost a sleeve but completely blocked the attack. The purple hand also seemed to lose its vitality, continuing to lie on the ground like a lazy fish.
This was a hand of the Celestial God Yugmoth, possessing extremely brutal power. And because Wen Wen had been frightened by this hand at the time, its aggression within the dreamscape was somewhat amplified.
Taking advantage of the standoff between Wen Wen and the hand, Meng Lan fled in another direction. She had heard clearly that Wen Wen was here to capture her, so she had to run.
But after running a short distance, she stopped, cold sweat trickling down her forehead.
"What, not running anymore?" Wen Wen asked mockingly from behind her.
Meng Lan stammered, "N-no more running. Sister… cough, this little sister is at the brother's mercy."
Above Meng Lan's head, a massive black longsword hovered, imbued with the power to destroy everything. The moment it descended, Meng Lan would turn to dust.
"If that's the case, then you shall come with me."
Wen Wen first forced Meng Lan to sign a contract of absolute obedience, then extended chains from his black robe, bound Meng Lan, and dragged her into the containment facility. From Sudan Novel Network.
After completing everything, Wen Wen glanced at his dreamscape before closing his eyes and lying on the ground.
When he opened his eyes again, Wen Wen had awakened from the dreamscape. Mo Yadi and Meifuna were guarding him.
"How was the harvest?"
Seeing Wen Wen's unchanged expression, Meifuna was slightly surprised. It was the first time she had seen someone who had encountered a Nightmare wake up so calmly.
However, even though Wen Wen appeared composed, she still believed he had failed. The idea of capturing a Nightmare to help them solve cases seemed absurd to Meifuna.
"The harvest… I suppose I managed to catch her. But I need to check first. I'll give you an answer later."
As he spoke, Wen Wen left the room. Seeing that no one was around, he immediately entered the containment facility.
He worried that capturing the Nightmare in the dreamscape might not result in her appearing in the containment facility. Therefore, he had made a contract with Meng Lan. Even if he couldn't capture her in the dreamscape, he could still use her to solve the sleeping case.
Fortunately, his worries were unfounded. The Disaster Containment Facility was as powerful as ever.
In the Disaster Zone of the containment facility, a blurred mass had appeared. This blurred mass was the Nightmare Meng Lan.
In the real world, Nightmares did not maintain their dreamscape appearances; their forms were shifting clouds of mist.
However, in Meng Lan's own perception, her appearance had not changed. She clasped the bars with her hands, her heart filled with bitterness.
Earlier, in Wen Wen's dreamscape, she had mocked the monsters imprisoned in cells. Now, not long after, she herself had become a prisoner, a moment of extreme irony.
"There's something I don't understand. Why did you capture me?" Meng Lan asked Wen Wen, puzzled.
Wen Wen replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, it's for your abilities. What else? I'm not interested in your body."
She watched as Wen Wen fiddled with her wrist for a while, and then something terrifying happened. The Wen Wen outside her felt a sudden shift.
It was as if a Nightmare stood before her!