"He's starting to give off that Nightmare Lord vibe..."

Xu Lang chuckled to himself.

Just then, he heard a flurry of hurried muttering and quickly turned his gaze over.

"Xu Lang, don't do this, we can't be together!"

"Lang Ge, I'm begging you, we're not right for each other!" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"If you do this, Yazhi and the others will be furious!"

"Boo hoo hoo, we can't, we really can't!"

A sweet-faced, pitifully charming girl was cornered against the wall by a tall, aloof man, crying out for mercy nonstop.

Her expression was utterly heartbroken.

She never imagined that simply coming here for a meal would result in Xu Lang cornering her.

"I saw the way you looked so sad earlier today," the tall figure said, his voice low and magnetic. That incredibly cold face actually showed a rare flicker of concern.

The girl's heart trembled. It felt like an arrow had pierced straight through it, and tears streamed down her face.

Back in the crowd, she had watched Chi Qingman win the prize with utter despair in her heart.

"I let you down. That was my fault." The tall figure raised his hand, gently stroking the girl's cheek.

"Lang Ge, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been mad at you!" The girl threw herself around the tall figure's waist, sobbing uncontrollably.

The tall figure lowered his head, his gaze full of deep affection.

The girl looked up, ready to receive a passionate kiss.

Right at that moment, a cough rang out, its sound like a steamroller, crushing the girl's fantasy into dust.

"Wu Huihui, what do you think you're doing!?"

The tall figure shattered instantly, and Wu Huihui snapped awake as if from a seizure. She looked over at Xu Lang, who had appeared at some point in a corner of the space.

"Lang Ge, when did you get here!?" Wu Huihui exclaimed in panic, looking around wildly. "Where is this? Wasn't I drinking with Xiao Zhu and the others?"

"You're dreaming!" Xu Lang said with a darkened expression. "Try to have fewer dreams like this from now on..."

Xu Lang had initially wanted to tell Wu Huihui to stop having these kinds of dreams.

But on second thought, stripping someone of their ability to dream seemed far too cruel. If someone couldn't even have the right to dream, how terrifying would their life be?

"Why are you in my dream? Are you a dream too?" Wu Huihui asked timidly.

Her appearance had also gradually shifted from a cute girl back to her original chubby figure.

In dreams, you could be a god, a demon, or a mouse. Wu Huihui just wanted to look pretty.

"I entered your dream using a special ability... Would you be willing to become my apostle?" Xu Lang asked. Even though he had seen Wu Huihui's strange dream, he didn't doubt the correctness of his choice.

Whenever there was a dispute, Wu Huihui always stood firmly by his side without hesitation. She was a die-hard supporter.

In this regard, even Zheng Kai fell a little short.

Because Zheng Kai's support was rational, while Wu Huihui and the other girls supported him with an almost irrational fervor.

Normal people just couldn't understand obsessive fans.

"I'm willing, I am!" Wu Huihui nodded eagerly. "What is a Nightmare Apostle?"

"You're my subordinate."

"I'm willing!" Wu Huihui felt like she had just accepted a marriage proposal.

Xu Lang's mouth twitched. He could see exactly what was going through Wu Huihui's mind.

"Accepting this power will drastically lower your Charm," Xu Lang explained. "You might end up being hated by everyone, but there's a benefit too-you'll be immortal and indestructible, walking by my side."

Hearing that her Charm would drop, Wu Huihui's expression instantly changed.

But then, considering her current appearance, she had no chance of being with Xu Lang anyway. So she nodded firmly and replied, "Okay!"

Xu Lang raised his finger. A beam of ethereal light shot from his fingertip and sank into Wu Huihui's brow.

Instantly, her body began to transform, morphing midway into a terrifying creature over ten meters tall. Finally, it collapsed back into her original form, but this time, a dreadful aura radiated from her. Her face had also changed slightly, as if it were condensed with some kind of terrifying aesthetic!

Not ugliness, but something that inspired awe, fear, and an instinctive desire to pull away.

Wu Huihui concentrated, and a massive amount of information materialized before her eyes as data streams.

[You have been chosen as a Nightmare Apostle, Serial Number 001!]

[Your very existence is a nightmare!]

[As the apostle of a great existence, you possess astonishing dream talent and authority that spans the boundaries of fantasy and reality!]

[Your authorities are as follows-]

[Nightmare Apostle: Can communicate with the great existence within dreams. Upon each of the great existence's periods of slumber, you will be revived, passing from illusory death to tangible reality-immortal and indestructible.]

[Nightmare Entity: Initial Charm -100. Charm points will continue to decrease as your abilities develop further. Frightening targets within dreams will deepen your mastery of nightmare authority and provide Nightmare Essence to the great existence.]

[Dream Walking: Traverse through others' dreams and weave dreamscapes.]

[Nightmare Made Real: Manifest those highly destructive scenes from dreams into reality.]

"Lang Ge, I can actually turn the disasters in dreams into real things!?" Wu Huihui exclaimed, feeling like it was pure fantasy.

"That depends on how deeply you develop your authority." Xu Lang shrugged.

"So I'm immortal and indestructible now?"

"As long as I don't die, you probably won't either. But it will cost Nightmare Essence to awaken you from dreams."

"That's amazing, Lang Ge, I love you!!!"

Wu Huihui jumped three feet in the air and sprinted over to hug Xu Lang.

He sighed inwardly but didn't refuse.

After all, she was his Nightmare Apostle.

Wu Huihui's Charm was in the negatives, so others would find her repulsive. He was the exception.

In the future, the Nightmare Apostle might only ever feel goodwill from him.

"Alright, I'll take you to meet the other Nightmare Apostle. Let me also help you get familiar with your power." Xu Lang patted Wu Huihui's shoulder.

Wu Huihui was overjoyed. "Great, great, great!"

"Don't get too excited just yet. With that look of yours, you're going to be hated by a lot of people in the future." Xu Lang shook his head.

"What good is having a bunch of people liking me? As long as they're afraid of me, that's enough!" Wu Huihui raised her hand, and a massive, crude club materialized automatically in her grip. Her voice was rough and unyielding.

Xu Lang looked at Wu Huihui with some surprise and nodded. Then he suddenly added, "Oh, by the way, from now on, just tell people you're the Demon King's Apostle. That way, it'll boost the Terror Force in Demon King Castle!"

"Terror Force?"

"Every level ten dorm has its own energy system. Demon King Castle's energy source is Terror Force."

"Oh, got it!"

"..."

Fight, fight, fight!!!

Endless fighting!

In his dream, Li Shuwen was back in the stronghold battle. He gripped his long spear, facing all the Blood Mist creatures outside the base.

He had dreamt this same dream many times.

Xu Lang's performance during the stronghold defense battle had both stunned his Martial Master heart and become a thorn in his side.

Just as he fought to the bitter end, killing every last Blood Mist creature, the sky suddenly went dark.

Then, a colossal pillar came crashing down!

Li Shuwen looked up and saw an elephant demon king clad in pitch-black armor, just like the Yellow-Tooth Old Elephant from *Journey to the West*. It carried with it an aura of bones forming forests and human skin turning into felt, as if it were the ultimate terror lurking in some subconscious fear!

"Ah!" Li Shuwen let out a sharp cry. His face instantly went pale, and the dreamscape began to wobble and crumble.

"Hahaha, Uncle Wen, don't be scared! It's me!" The elephant demon king suddenly vanished, and in its place stood a Wu Huihui.

This scene was abrupt, bizarre, and completely defied logic.

Li Shuwen scrambled backward, frantically trying to figure out what was happening.

He wasn't fully awake yet. The Li Shuwen at this moment was merely a manifestation of his deep consciousness, taking everything happening around him as reality.