Imil is indeed deliberately trying to overcome obstacles in his heart by using the ability of nightmare. Since that is the case, what reason is there to fear an illusion that he deliberately created?

"You're just a nightmare, who do you think you are?" Emire yelled loudly in his heart, forcing his eyes to face Mephisto.

"Imir, have you forgotten the feeling of powerlessness you felt when you were in front of me. It was like the suffocation of a dying person who was indulging in deep water, unable to breathe or resist..."

Mephisto raised his cane, pointed at Emire, and said in a hoarse voice. His voice felt a little desperate, which made Emire unable to help but want to vomit.

"Do you remember the deal we reached? You brought me the Dragon Jade and I gave it to your little girlfriend." Mephisto had a playful expression on his face. He gently tapped Clydia, who was gathered in quicksand with his cane. The little girl took a deep breath and immediately came alive.

Clydia, who returned from the evil spirit hell, opened her eyes and saw Emier at first sight. She was surprised to rush towards Emier: "Emier..."

However, her hand was firmly held in Mephisto's palm. Mephisto looked at Emire's blue and white face and smiled slowly: "Look, Clydia was not hurt, you don't have to blame yourself for your conscience."

"My conscience does not blame myself, but my dignity will appeal loudly!" Imil could not bear Mephisto's words.

Mephisto, who turned into this nightmare, has a more evil personality than the real evil spirit hell lord.

Imil roared: "Nightmare, do you think you can play with the emotions like this? Just because you want me to be scared too? Listen. You damn thing, I will definitely save Clydia. Then go to Mephisto to settle the score. You can take this news out and take it to the hell you can only fall into!"

Mephisto's body suddenly stood up. Holding the right hand of the cane, he pointed at Emire in disbelief and shouted, "You...how dare you talk to me like this? Aren't you afraid that I will take away the soul of Miss Clydia and let you live in self-blame forever?"

"A innocent little girl who once trusted and loved you deeply paid the price of falling into hell for her love. That is your biggest failure, and it is the past you are most unbearable to look back on, and it is a fear you cannot face!"

Mephisto was very talkative today. He pointed at Imir, and every word was like a sharp sword penetrated into Imir's heart.

"Yes, you're right. I once blamed myself. I've been afraid, and I dare not exert my power in front of you. This is my fault." Emire lowered his head, and he said in a calm tone: "But people can change."

"That's right!" Doctor Qiyi applauded gently, adding: "Fear is a very powerful negative emotion that can affect our hearts. But that is only part of our life. When we really start to face direct fear, we can overcome it and gain more powerful power from it!"

Doctor Qiyi said that he hit the point of Nightmare directly, and he immediately became furious.

"Shut up!" Mephisto, who had become a nightmare, raised his cane, and a gray light rushed directly to Doctor Qiyi's chest.

Emier slowly raised his head and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Who is starting to fear now? Nightmare? Doctor Strange taught you and me that the only way to get rid of fear is to look directly at it and face it. Resolve it so that it can no longer become our fear!"

As Imir spoke, a dark green ghost fire appeared on the ground of the castle, directly blocking Mephisto's attack. There was only a muffled sound of "bang", and Mephisto's power was completely tolerated by the ghost fire.

Imil burped and laughed: "So that's the case? You are not Mephisto's true self after all."

Although Nightmare became the appearance of Mephisto and even used magic that Mephisto could use, the root of his power comes from fear in nightmare. This negative emotion may be useful to others, but dealing with Imir is purely food.

"No, no, how can you fight back? You promised not to use power..." Mephisto panicked, and sweat oozed slightly under his neatly combed white hair. He took a few steps back and pulled Clydia and blocked him in fear.

"Hahaha, you were wrong." Emier laughed twice and shook his head, "When did I promise not to fight back? The rules of the game just stripped me of using my ability to change the dream environment."

Doctor Qiyi's eyes lit up, and he understood what Imil meant. It seemed that Imil was like Nightmare, and had the ability to absorb the power of fear.

So, what can I do if I give up changing my dreams? Nightmare still doesn't hurt him at all.

All the power that uses fear in the nightmare as the cornerstone to deal with Imir is invalid, so the Eye of Sigatos on the mural of the castle room did not stop it, which is within the rules of the game.

"Can this be my fear?" Emier suddenly felt bored. He felt that the training effect that nightmare could have on him had achieved, and it was time to end the game.

"You can give up." Emire said softly to Mephisto.

At this time, the nightmare could no longer maintain Mephisto's appearance. His originally pale face turned pale yellow, his neatly white hair became like a black chicken coop, and his body slowly melted and dripped to the ground like a candle.

This pool of solution recombined into the original appearance of Nightmare. He retreated little by little, stretched out his hand to hold Clydia's neck: "Imir, can you watch your girlfriend be killed by me in front of you?"

Imil looked at the nightmare standing in front of him indifferently, and he didn't understand his heart at all. He really thought Imil's self-blame was out of love for Clydia, so he was not the original product when he was alive.

Resurrection in this world, Emire and Clydia had only one meal after having been in contact with each other. What he really blamed himself was that he did not dare to take action in front of Mephisto; what he really blamed himself was that he actually implicated an innocent person because of his own reasons.

Imil felt that even if he said it to Nightmare, he would not understand this sense of responsibility.
Chapter completed!