Zhang Mu had already guessed the truth of the matter. It was these nightmare bugs, which became notorious in later generations, that dragged him and others into the dream. Everyone's dream was made up of their own memories.

The memories of the mutant wolfhounds and the obsidian worms should be extremely simple, so the number of nightmare worms allocated to them is relatively small. As humans, Zhang Mu and Yuan Rui were given a large proportion.

Especially Zhang Mu, his vigilance is extremely high, and his memory is extremely complicated. The nightmare bugs that originally only played a guiding role need to be used in huge numbers to slightly adjust his memory, naturally bringing a feeling of despair into his dream, thus disintegrating his consciousness.

On the other hand, the mutant wolfhound was drooling all over the floor, with a weird smile on his face. Zhang Mu didn't know what was happening to Yuan Rui and the Obsidian Worm lying behind the mutant wolfhound, but he thought it wouldn't be that good. The possibility of being controlled was related to the evolutionary level of the person being controlled, but even if he was one level higher than them, it wouldn't help, not to mention what difference the type of ability would make.

Because Zhang Mu knew these nightmare bugs, although they looked like bugs, they were not bugs at all. In later generations, some high-level evolvers who were very good at the spiritual field had successfully captured this notorious bug, and after dissecting it, they were surprised to find that it was not a bug at all.

This is a special kind of fungus. Under the animal appearance is a plant fiber interior. When cutting open their bodies, it is found that their internal structure is like an enlarged mushroom.

This combination of animals and plants is extremely destructive in terms of spirit and soul to any creature that is not more than two evolutionary levels higher than itself, including humans and mutant beasts.

Moreover, the more they target weak wills and the simpler the memories are constructed, the easier they will appear.

When Zhang Mu recalled that dream now, it was truly terrifying. He was dragged step by step into an abyss and almost could not recover.

If his will had not been tempered too much, this dream would not have been so long. Every struggle of Zhang Mu before was actually a natural manifestation of his subconscious will against the erosion of the outside world. That's why Zhang Mu could see through those fictional

Zhang Mu escaped from the claws of the silver sable, so he was able to leave with one arm in the mouth of that group of second-level piranhas.

But in fact, this also shows that Zhang Mu's resistance is getting weaker and weaker, because without the guidance of his subjective consciousness, his remaining will is completely autonomous defense. Under the situation where most of the nightmare insects' attacks are concentrated on Zhang Mu, he still holds on for such a long time, which is enough to show Zhang Mu's strong mental resilience.

But even so, Zhang Mu almost collapsed. If it weren't for the spiritual amulet hanging on his chest, he would have probably sunk and turned into these grass-less and insect-less delicacies in half an hour.

Zhang Mu still feels scared when he thinks about it now. He feels a chill down his spine as he looks at the nightmare insects in front of him with their eyes tightly closed. He had always heard rumors about them, but now it is finally his turn to face these truly terrifying monsters.

Being killed or becoming food for mutant beasts is actually nothing. It will all be over once you close your eyes. The pain may only last for a moment, but the feeling of your soul being slowly eaten away can really make one live a life worse than death.

You will be relieved only when you are completely devoured, but it’s hard to say. It’s like your soul has merged into the bodies of these monsters, which makes me sick just thinking about it.

But Zhang Mu knew that these nightmare bugs were weak in close combat. If not, they wouldn't need to slowly construct a dream to devour the soul of their prey. So there were only two ways to deal with them. One was to have external influence, and the other was to wake up and fight head-on.

The former possibility was the main reason for those who escaped from the nightmare worms. Without help from the outside world, it would be impossible for them to do it on their own. But Zhang Mu did it with this only slight possibility.

But it's hard to say what would happen to someone else. He might have a spiritual defense treasure like the Spirit Amulet, but his willpower is not strong enough to last until the nightmare worms wake up the automatic defense of the treasure.

However, if a person's willpower meets the standard, but there is no such spiritual armor to alert him, he will eventually sink completely due to exhaustion when he wakes up.

Therefore, Zhang Mu was very fortunate.

But he didn't know what to do now. He didn't have any tricks to deal with these things, and others would not completely hand over their secret skills to him.

It is not easy to give him and tell him the general direction.

Zhang Mu's body was still a little weak and he couldn't stand up. He slowly moved to the side of the mutant wolfhound and shook its head vigorously, "Hey, you dead dog, get up."

However, it didn't react at all, as if it was having a sweet dream, and licked Zhang Mu's face like licking a bone. Zhang Mu felt that this was completely hopeless, so he quickly pushed its head away and went around to the corner behind it.

Yuan Rui's expression now was extremely frightened. She huddled up into a ball, hugging her knees and trembling.

Zhang Mu didn't dare to touch her body now, so he turned his head and looked at the black obsidian that was shrinking on the ground.

"Xiao Hei, wake up, don't sleep anymore, get up." Zhang Mu didn't hear his anxious tone at all, and the Obsidian was not moved at all. Zhang Mu immediately continued to call it in his heart using the blood connection between him and the Obsidian.

At this time, the obsidian worm finally moved. Zhang Mu's eyes lit up with joy. Was it effective?

However, the Obsidian Worm swayed its body and regained its composure, simply turning over. Zhang Mu's voice could no longer reach it. Both its body and mind seemed to be wrapped in a thick black gauze, and all connections were cut off.

It seemed that there was no way to break through from them. Zhang Mu was afraid that if he dragged it on any longer, it would threaten the lives of the three of them or cause irreparable losses. He knew that he had to make a decision now.

His eyes became serious as he looked at those nightmare bugs. Zhang Mu didn't know what impact waking up these nightmare bugs now would have on Yuan Rui and the others, but it was better than doing nothing and watching them die here.

Zhang Mu took out the obsidian dagger, pressed down the mutant wolfhound's body and jumped out, then stabbed it hard into the fat head of a nightmare worm nearby.

Just when the tip of the knife touched the surface of the nightmare worm, the nightmare worm suddenly let out a sharp cry, like a woman's scream.

But then, something happened that made Zhang Mu even more frightened.

All the nightmare worms woke up at the same time, and the six pairs of compound eyes of each nightmare worm were staring at Zhang Mu who was inserting the obsidian dagger into their companion's head.

(End of this chapter)