"Sir, have you woken up?"

Because of the cold, Charles' face looked slightly paler than usual. There was not much blood on his white lips, and his brown and yellow curly hair was covered with snowflakes, which looked funny and ridiculous.

Charles in front of him did not wait for Angel to answer, and placed the bag on the bar on his own, then shook the snow off his body hard, and the snow was sprinkled everywhere for a while.

Angel was not far from Charles's position. Charles naturally waved the snow onto Angel while shaking. However, Angel was unaware of all this, and he just stared at everything in front of him.

"Why are there two Charles?"

Angel could no longer understand what was really happening in front of him now. He watched Charles's snow shake more and more, as if the snowflakes on him were endless, and the snow that was constantly piled up almost turned into a small pile of snow.

Angel's vision was blocked by the snow and became narrow.

"Stop!"

Angel finally reacted from the reality of the two Charles, and he shouted at Charles behind the snow pile, but all this was in vain. Charles did not respond to his shout.

The snow slowly spread along his calves like a poisonous snake, and soon swallowed up his two legs that were trampled in the snow.

Angel slowly felt that his legs buried in the snow were extremely heavy, and even if he tried hard, he could not pull his legs out of the snow.

"Hey hey hey! This is not very good!" Angel pulled out his gun and shot into the ceiling. The huge gunshot seemed to finally catch Charles' attention.

"Sir! What's wrong with you!"

Charles shouted his name from the opposite side of the snow pile. Just as Angel wanted to answer, a violent sense of dizziness came to him, and Angel couldn't help but fall on the snow.

He knocked his head hard so that the pain could dispel dizziness and discomfort. He then sat on the ground and rested for a while, and then Angel opened his eyes slowly.

"Sir! Why don't you go to the doctor now? I think your cold is more serious than I thought!"

In front of Angel was Charles, who was holding his shoulder with concern. There was no heavy snow. He was not under his feet, but the wooden floor on the first floor of the tavern, but the big white bed stained with yellow stains at the beginning.

"Charles, huh..."

Angel is completely unable to distinguish what is dream and what is reality.

The severe dizziness that had just appeared seemed to have never appeared after he woke up.

“When is it now?”

"Sir, it's around 2 pm now. What are you asking about this?"

"What, this is impossible!"

Angel suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up, almost rolled and crawled to the only window in the room, looking out, although the wind and snow outside the window did not stop, the extra bright sky really told him.

Angel, it's not night now.

"What the hell is going on..."

A sense of powerlessness and despair arose from Angel's heart, and he felt that he was about to go crazy!

"Tell me quickly, what the hell is going on! Charles!"

After experiencing such inexplicable things and memories, Angel had completely lost his mind and calmness. His crazy expression of panic and fear was constantly intertwined on his face. Angel suddenly grabbed Charles' collar in front of him.

Shake it hard.

"Sir! Sir?! What's wrong with you?"

Charles was frightened by Angel's crazy appearance at this moment. He kept asking Angel and tried to break free from Angel's hands. However, Angel had completely lost his mind, like a wounded beast.

I just know that I keep repeating "Why..." in my mouth

At this moment, a strange smile appeared on Charles' face, who was originally panicked. He quietly stretched his hand slowly to the position of Angel's heart, and black traces of gray on the palm of his smooth palm.

The thing slowly emerged, like a crocodile surfaced. The prey was Angel in front of him, but Angel himself seemed unheard of the approaching crisis.

"Hmph! But that's it." Charles thought so in his heart. When his palm was about to touch Angel, a sudden change occurred.

"This is the case."

"Bang!"

The huge gunshot burst from the middle of Angel and Charles. Angel himself was taken back several steps by the rear force of the attack. At such a close distance, he was shot.

In Charles' chest, a huge blood hole appeared on it.

Surprisingly, there were no ordinary human internal organs in his body, and replaced by a structure like black carbon ash. It looked like there was only a little blood stain on the skin, and there was no drop of blood behind it.

The wound remains.

Angel was holding an extremely special large-caliber pistol. In order to protect himself, he specially spent a lot of money to entrust his military-industry friends to help him make it. Although he had never been used, he did not expect

But today he made great contributions.

"How do you know..."

"Charles", who was lying in the corner of the wall, had a lot of breath, and he asked Angel with difficulty, looking at the leisurely expression of Angel. Now, Angel and the two of them just now could not see their crazy appearance before.

Angel slowly lit the pipe with one hand, and he kept holding the conspicuous large pistol without letting go.

"Your tricks are amazing, and even I can't help but applaud you my friend." Angel exhaled a smoke ring, which grew bigger and bigger as the direction of his breathing, and then disappeared into the air

among.

"It's a pity that you missed the most important point."

Angel took out the dust from the windowsill that he had collected in the bag at the beginning and shook it at the other party. The originally gray dust turned completely black at this moment.

"First of all, when I first dreamed, you had already entered my dream, but looking at you, you couldn't seem to be able to directly attack me. That is to say, you only need to be careful when I am at least prepared

It is possible to kill me."

"When I woke up, I found nothing by the window of memory, but the windowsills under the windows that were clearly cleaned were covered with dust. In addition, the black handprints you made to intimidate me before, let me

I had an association, and I felt that the way you invaded me in a dream was through the window of the dream, and the handprints you deliberately left were projected into reality for some reason and turned into dust."

"I didn't know what the dust was useful at that time, but when I asked my assistant the waiter and the guest at the tavern I had seen, he answered something completely different from me, and I even doubted myself at that time

Have you been trapped in the game? Unfortunately, the bag in my arms made me calm down suddenly?”

Angel walked to "Charles" about a meter before standing still, and raised his pistol.

"Because I saw with my eyes that the gray in the bag turned into pure black, and then I guessed that this should be a kind of homologous reaction, so I had already entered your situation, and then you

Then set up the game in the game to paralyze me and let some clues that seem to be connected but actually have no connections make me confused."

"If it were anybody, it would be difficult for you to completely lose your calmness in this way. However, I am a detective. For a detective, it is too simple to drive him crazy. People are very simple creatures. Look,

It is really easy to plot to find the weaknesses of human nature and let them reveal their flaws. Then you will defeat them and kill people in your dreams."

"You almost succeeded, my friend, since I knew that I had different abilities than ordinary people, I knew that it is very likely that I am more than the only one in this world with special abilities, but I never thought I would use this method here

meet."

"So, goodbye!"

Another huge gunshot, and the dying 'Charles' head in front of him was smashed into pieces by a large bullet, just like the ripe watermelon in midsummer was smashed with a big hammer, unlike the human corpse that fell off.

There were everywhere, black smoke kept gushing out of the corpse, and Angel obviously felt an inexplicable force from the smoke. These forces did not dissipate, but instead filled his dream space.

Ding! The Nightmare template has been opened. Congratulations on successfully killing the dream soul with the body of a mortal and obtaining a soul power seed (it has been automatically used).

Current Dream Soul Level: Level 1.

Mastery ability: insight (you can see the details that are invisible to ordinary people)

Horcrux: Special pistol (binded), green quality. A powerful pistol, I don’t know why it can be brought into a dream. It has three lead bullets in the dream and will automatically fill it when it returns to reality.

Angel was particularly surprised by all this. After seeing the creature "Ghost Charles", he realized that this world is completely different from the world he had known before, and all he had to do was to work hard.

To adapt to changes, that's all.

At this moment, a sleepy feeling came towards him without any warning, and he knew that this was probably a unique way of calling people in dreams.

"It's time to wake up..."

"Sir, do you want to have a meal?"

Charles, who was squatting on the bed, was eating bread in a rather indecent manner. When he saw Angel wake up, he quickly put down his legs on the table, and the bread slag left at the corner of his mouth and the beer he held in his hand also formed.

An interesting scene.

Angel breathed a long sigh of relief.

“What time is it now?”

"At 5 pm, I got the evening meal from the waiter, but these are the only things. The town has a bad harvest this year and there are very few merchants, so there are not many kinds of ingredients to choose from, only these."
Chapter completed!