Nightmare gem is a unique divine object jointly created by the three dream gods Morpheus, fontazos and fubertor. The holder can control everything in his dream.

    What''s the use of controlling everything in your dreams?

    If you control your dreams, you can do whatever you want. You can become the master of the world in your dreams, have endless wealth and supreme power. You can make your yearning lover obedient to you, or crush your hateful enemy.

    Some people may think this is not true, but on the contrary, what is true?

    Take the nightmare gem, live in seclusion, build your own world in the dream, and treat the real world as an uncontrolled dream, which is the most perfect reality for the holder.

    Stanley didn''t want to escape the real world, but he knew that someone was willing to give more gold coins or even more precious things for this gem. But while he shouted a thousand gold coins, a woman wearing a butterfly mask also shouted a thousand gold coins.

    Stanley looked at the woman with an angry face. No one in Niujiao town dared to compete with Stanley except Viscount gassac and the divine Punisher.

    But the woman seemed to be a stranger. She was not afraid of Stanley. Instead, she raised her right hand to continue to increase the price.

    Julian didn''t give her a chance to increase the price. He pointed directly at the lady and said it was a deal.

    Stanley was even more angry, not only with the lady, but also with Julian. He obviously didn''t want to sell it to himself.

    As usual, Stanley would give appropriate threats even if he didn''t act immediately, but this time he chose to swallow it. In front of Julian, Stanley was trying his best to restrain himself.

    Julian quickly took out a third commodity, a mask. Julian put the mask on his face and turned into an old woman. He wiped his face again, turned into a handsome boy, wiped it again, and turned into a shy girl.

    "Thousand face human skin," Stanley didn''t give up. "How much is it worth?"

    Julian offered 500 gold coins. Manda looked at it for a long time, shook her head and said, "don''t buy it. This mask is not so valuable."

    Manda used the first-order skill to the limit, and only saw 50 gold coins on this mask. The mask may not be fake, otherwise it will be exposed immediately after it is sold, but Manda has seen it in the commodity list of the old goat. The thousand faced human skin is not a unique artifact. Manda suspects that the magic light on it is about to dissipate, and the remaining service life is probably less than two months.

    Perhaps Julian himself didn''t know the truth, or he did it on purpose. Half the true and half the false was his sign.

    The mask was finally sold at the price of 700 gold coins and was also bought by the foreign lady. Stanley was somewhat gloating.

    Julian took out the fourth commodity, a pair of arm length machetes. This time he did not make any demonstration, but put the machetes in front of the people.

    He offered 1700 gold coins. Manda looked at them with a cockfighting eye. The value of the pair of machetes was no less than two thousand.

    Stanley rubbed his hands and said, "good thing. Unfortunately, I can''t use a machete, but selling to others is also a good business."

    Hesitating, someone had called the price to 2000 gold coins. It was the lady from a foreign country. She seemed to be very rich.

    Manda wanted to give up the idea of borrowing money. He thought it would be much more profitable to rob the woman directly.

    Julian was very fond of her and was about to point to the lady to announce the deal. Suddenly, a young drunkard came out of the crowd, with dishevelled brown hair and full of wine, walked up to Julian and said, "these two knives belong to me!"

    Julian was stunned and then pointed to his purse, which meant to ask, "do you have money?"

    The drunkard pulled out some dirty copper coins from his purse, handed them to Julian and said, "are these enough?"

    The crowd laughed, but the fat Knight didn''t laugh.

    "Drunkard Millo, this time it''s a big trouble. As long as it''s what he wants, either give it to him or be pestered to death by him!"

    Don''t you think you''re a bad scoundrel if you don''t give anything to others?

    What''s hard to deal with the smelly scoundrel? Manda looked up at Stanley. "Why don''t you beat him up?"

    "That''s a good idea, if you can beat him." Stanley''s expression was very dignified. He was very afraid of the drunk named Millo.

    Can''t beat him? Stanley is a third-order believer and may be promoted now. He was a little afraid of Julian, which proved that the other party was above his strength. For the moment, he thought Julian had reached the fourth level.

    Can''t beat the fourth level? Did the drunkard reach the fifth level?

    This refreshes Manda''s understanding of the world. Among the people he knows, the third-order believers are the most powerful existence. People above the third-order must be famous and influential.

    In front of him, the dirty faced and ragged drunkard is a fifth order believer? Even if she wanted to break her head, Manda wouldn''t believe such nonsense.

    He looked at Millo roughly with first-order skills, but he didn''t see half a gold coin. Although February was the end of winter, Niujiao town was still frozen and snowy. Millo only wore a sleeveless robe with several holes, revealing skin almost the same color as the soil.

    This rag must have no value. Manda made a cockfighting eye and looked directly at his back heart, trying to judge each other''s rank through the divine blood stone.

    Unexpectedly, this move made Manda pay a heavy price. When he saw the other party, his heart glittered with gold, and a strong smell of wine came to his face. His eyes were like being filled with high alcohol. The severe pain almost made Manda cry.

    Fortunately, Manda restrained herself. He worried that Millo would notice. He clenched his teeth without saying a word, and his closed eyes shed bloody tears.

    Standing aside, Stanley was surprised and reached out to hold Manda who was about to fall.

    "You just peeped at Millo?" Stanley whispered. "Silly boy, what did you do? Are you crazy?"

    Lulian took out some paste like ointment and put it on Manda''s eyes. After a while, Manda opened her eyes and saw that Millo was still entangled with Julian.

    "I said, these two knives belong to me. What do you want from me?"

    What can you get from a beggar drunk? Julian sighed. He was also restrained. He should know the drunkard, but he had nothing to do with him.

    Everyone was watching the play with a smile, but someone was impatient.

    The noble lady who bought nightmare jewels and thousand face human skin one after another shouted, "Mr. Julian, I have bought this pair of machetes, and I can give you the gold coins now..."

    Before he finished, a middle-aged man next to him suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the lady with a butterfly mask kept opening her mouth but couldn''t make a sound.

    The lady looked at the man angrily. She raised her hand to slap him in the face, but hesitated for a moment and put her hand down.

    The man used some skills to the lady. He should be the bodyguard or housekeeper of the young lady. He said to Julian in a deep and thick voice, "sorry, we don''t want this thing."

    This is against the rules, asking for a price but turning back, which is obviously challenging Julian''s dignity.

    But Julian understood the man''s behavior. He didn''t say much. He raised his machete and indicated whether anyone else would buy it.

    The whole black market was completely quiet.