I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

"Why are you being beaten by me when you have nothing to do?"

"Why are you hitting me when you have nothing to do?"

"You were hit by me first and then I hit you on the forehead. The cause and effect seems to be wrong, ah, the beating was too dizzy." The blonde scratched her hair in annoyance. She usually doesn't like to be smart in fights, so she didn't expect that. I can meet people here and talk to them, but I don’t react immediately.

Edward stared at her. This woman's brain circuit was so amazing, but

Black leather jacket, 1.6 meters tall, blond hair, no need to say more about her face, the classic white actress face, the one that stands out is beautiful.

Why does this woman look familiar? Where has he seen Edward secretly think, but these are not important, the problem now is

"If you want to think, can you stand up first?" Edward shouted, he was still being pressed.

"Oh, let me tell you." The blonde suddenly stood up and looked Edward up and down. "Hey, you can speak English and you were pulled from the earth."

"It's just a Kamen Rider passing by, no need to remember it." Edward waved his hand and handed the sandbag in his hand to the woman "yours"

"No, it's so weak, so I won't take it." The blond girl looked at it, "It doesn't look like the material of hell, and it doesn't have much special power. I don't know which human beings sacrificed it to the devil in exchange for power. Are you interested? Take it."

Edward thought for a while, he was dizzy by this woman, it seemed that it was indeed something from the demon just now.

call.

Suddenly a gentle wind blew from the sandbag, and the wind rolled up Edward.

The surroundings suddenly changed, not a hell full of magma and asphalt, but a world full of strange colors like the most innocent children's paintings, where it is gentle and warm.

Edward felt that he was dreaming, and felt that it was just a hallucination.

Anyway, he saw someone staring at him.

A tall and thin black-haired Gothic man with a pale face, wearing a black long gown that looks like mist.

He gave Edward a special feeling, but Edward couldn't tell what was special.

He looked at Edward, but his eyes were unfocused, as if there was nothing in front of him, and the endless tiredness on his face slowly dissipated.

When he dissipated, another special force quietly appeared in Edward's dream. The two special forces seemed to be the same, but they felt different.

The new power turned into a white-haired man, fresh and handsome, with a thin and pale face, wearing a white robe, holding a book in his hand, looking gentle and gentle. He looked at Edward's extremely boring dream, stretched out his hand, and gently Lighten up.

The endless dark space turned into a garden, and the fragrance of flowers and birds seemed real. This made Edward feel relaxed for the first time after three months in this world.

After all, the relaxation did not last long, because Edward's own worries caused the garden to wither quickly.

Edward forcibly broke free from the dream and woke up.

But he found that the voice of the blond woman in front of him had just fallen, and it seemed that only a moment had passed.

Unlike being pulled into a dream by the black magician before, Edward woke up peacefully this time.

"What's wrong?" The blonde didn't notice what happened just now, but felt that Edward's eyes changed, so she asked.

"No, nothing."

Edward looked at this ordinary sand bag for a while, then opened it, and there were three or two grains of crystal clear sand inside.

Edward remembered the man who first appeared in the dream, and had already guessed what the bag was.

When Edward first came into contact with American comics, he wasn't reading Superman and Batman, but The Sandman.

Fate, Death, Sandman, Destruction, Despair and Fanaticism are the personifications of the seven fundamental forces of existence itself.

Sandman is also known as: Meng Jun, he is the third member of the endless family, the personification of dream, when the first life in the universe dreams, he is born, and as long as someone dreams, he will always exist.

Edward is not sure what state the Endless Family in this world is in. Theoretically, they are the personification and embodiment of the "concept". I don't know if this setting only exists in a single universe, or whether it will follow the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Superimposed with DC, it directly expands to the level of the entire endless universe.

But no matter what else he was sure about, he was also very sure that the death of the endless family was at least as strong as the original version.

One of the most profound things that Edward remembers about American comics is "The death of the Endless Family is the clone of death in the real world. In the near future, a hundred years from now, she will take away you and me who are watching in front of the screen."

This sentence shocked Edward for three months

Edward shook his head and went off track. Unlike the other six, Mengjun had two.

The first Dream Lord Morpheus once used the Dream of a Thousand Cats to reshape God and the entire creation and the world, but later he chose to commit suicide because of some things.

Daniel took over the position of Mengjun and became the second Mengjun.

Morpheus has three pieces of equipment, the Dream Sand and its bag, the Sandman Helmet, and the Dream Stone.

Edward looked at the sandbag in his hand, there were still three grains of micro-sand in it, once each of them was a dream, but now there is only the power of shining crystal light left.

I still remember the tired figure in black and the gentle boy in white in the dream.

If the second dream lord Daniel had already taken office, Murphys should have committed suicide. I am afraid that what I saw was one of the few afterimages left by the first dream lord Murphys in this world.

Edward sighed. This should be because after the death of Morpheus, the power of his equipment gradually dissipated and was eventually left to the other side of hell.

Among them, the power has dissipated to the point where the person in front of him doesn't care and can't notice the strangeness. I'm afraid it's been a while since Murphys fell.

Although it is a magical weapon, it is a disaster in the hands of people other than Mengjun. Mengzhisha has independent consciousness and the power of dreams, and not many people can suppress them except Mengjun.

Now that there is no power, it is a good thing.

Edward recalled Daniel's behavior in the dream. He didn't take it back, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Edward's facial armor had already turned on the scanning system, and at this time he found something in the data analysis and sent it over.

Edward knows that there are three different "dream energy forms", tentatively called abc.

a. It is the earliest type of dream signal energy recorded by Edward. The black magician came to Edward with the help of this power before.

b. It is the remaining energy on the bag itself, which is the oldest and most profound. Edward speculates that it is the power of the first Dream Lord Morpheus.

c. This energy is consistent with the origin of b, but its expression is different. It is the energy form of Daniel, the second dream king, when he comforts himself.

Edward roughly guessed who the energy signal was. The people who came into contact with this equipment were the two Dream Lords, so there was only one big boss in the Dream World left, probably the Lord of the Nightmare Dimension, Nightmare.

This bag has three kinds of power. Murphys' power has been remnant and almost disappeared. Instead, the energy signal of Nightmare is everywhere on the bag, and there is a very new and new energy remnant, which is Daniel. The strength, this is very new is only relative, in the recent period, it seems like a week ago and it seems like only two or three days ago.

The three-way ratio is a:b:c2:97:1.

Edward narrowed his eyes and stared at the sandbag, his heart was full of turmoil, and he had a guess.

I originally thought it was just a game between Hydra, the Black Magician and SHIELD, but now it seems

It seems that I have been involved in the game of the incredible big shots.

But this thing fell into his own hands, which meant that the chess game was at the end, and this was another reminder from the boss.

Oh, the pawn is ready to cross the river.

"Hey, hey." The blonde girl slapped her hands in front of Edward, "Iron can, there seemed to be a door in the sky leading to the human world just now. It belongs to you."