Whoosh!
The large hand covered in lightning suddenly tore a giant sandworm that had emerged from the ground into two.
"What's going on?"
After returning from the Spirit World, Elvin woke up from his dream and encountered the same strange thing as Olivia. He immediately realized that he was only wearing a white suit.
After crushing the grotesque violence with his Tier 3 supernatural nature, he did not have the time to think about what had happened. The first thing he realized was that Olivia was in a bad situation.
Without the priceless "Soul Equipment", Olivia could not even use Illumination, let alone Gem Sorcery.
Ignoring the rustling noises in the darkness and following the indelible connection in his spirit, the anxious Elvin dashed out in a blazing bolt of lightning.
Thanks to the mysterious connection between the two of them, the beacon anchors in the Spirit World were all connected. Now that they were dragged into this dream world, although the laws here were more casual than in the Spirit World, they could not be too far apart.
"Hersey, wait for me!"
.....
Run!
"Huff … Huff …"
Olivia panted heavily. She had no other choice but to run.
Strange circus puppets in a small town, bloody butchers with iron cages on their heads, ferocious scarecrows covered in rags, skinless frogs crawling on the ground with bloodstains trailing behind them …
All sorts of deceptive, non-deceptive, and seemingly familiar yet not, terrifying and bizarre things chased after the girl's footsteps. Olivia had paid the price of losing all of her slippers. She barely managed to escape each and every time.
However, during this process, every time she experienced a terrifying scene, part of her memory and cognitive ability would be lost. After two or three times, she would completely forget that she was actually dreaming.
At this rate, even if she could escape for a while, after a few more times, she would slowly become a blank piece of paper. She might even forget who she was.
The human mind world was divided into three parts: consciousness, individual unconscious, and collective unconscious.
In the collective unconscious, which was the experience passed down from generation to generation, was the "sediment" in the minds of all human beings. The door to the Spirit World was hidden.
For Sorcerers like Elvin and Olivia, the easiest way to communicate with their own unconscious, collective unconscious, and even the Spirit World was through the "dream world".
However, the human dream world had a unique layered structure, and the laws were much more casual than the Spirit World. It could even be divided into countless layers.
For Sorcerers who were good at using the power of dreams, they could even use the layers of a person's dream world to trap them until their physical body collapsed and the end of time.
However, to outsiders, the dream world was mainly divided into two major layers: the shallow layer and the deep layer.
In the shallow layer, people had a certain level of consciousness. Many ordinary people could even realize that they were dreaming and could bring some blurry memories back to the real world after they woke up.
However, the deeper they went into the dream world, the deeper their memories memories and even their childhood fears, and they would gradually become mixed up with the chaotic information. they would no longer be able to distinguish the dream world and reality.
Elvin faced his fears head-on and had no problem breaking through the situation with his strength.
However, Olivia was obviously in such a state now. After leaving the Spirit World, she was inexplicably induced into the deep layer of the dream world. Then, she was pushed deeper and deeper by one terrifying scene after another.
At this moment, she had completely forgotten that she was dreaming. There was even an impeccable false memory that covered the real memory before she entered the dream. She had no equipment or companions with her.
Moreover, her dream had obviously been connected to a series of strange places. It had even undergone a major distortion, transforming into a direction filled with terror, gloom, and grotesque danger.
Most importantly.
Due to cognitive biases, after forgetting that she was dreaming, if she was killed in the dream world, she could also die in the real world!
Once again, she escaped from another scene.
Bang!
She slammed a wooden door shut, blocking the black hound that was dragging its innards and running behind her.
Olivia's originally soft hair was now as messy as a bird's nest. Her snow-white nightgown was also covered in mud and stains. Her dirty little feet were bare. She had become a little beggar who had escaped from an unknown place.
She looked pitiful and extremely pathetic.
Looking at the scene behind the door, the girl who no longer had time to care about her image calmed her breathing and finally let out a sigh of relief.
A castle filled with childlike charm, a garden, a fountain, a swing, a seesaw … and the rare warm sunlight in the sky. Finally, she found a place that looked somewhat normal.
'Also … there might be something here that I need.'
At this moment, she had nothing but a nightgown on her. The [Gem Witchcraft] that required the assistance of gems had been completely sealed. Relying on her Knight level physique, she saw a glimmer of hope here. Otherwise, she would have been torn to shreds by those 'ghosts' long ago.
However, at this rate, as the 'ghosts' continued to pursue her, there would come a time when she could no longer hide. She had to find a way to save herself.
At the very least, she had to find a weapon to protect herself before new dangers appeared. Although a Knight's strength allowed her to escape, she was powerless against the 'ghosts'.
Thud thud thud …
Pushing open the castle's door, she dashed through the hall filled with all kinds of toys. She went up to the second floor and rushed into the room that should have been a bedroom.
Olivia's eyes lit up when she saw the dressing table that seemed to belong to the mistress of the house. She took a big step forward and pounced on it.
She began rummaging through the jewelry box because there might be the 'weapon' that she needed the most!
However.
To her disappointment, the jewelry box was mainly made of gold that spanned over thousands of years.
There was not a single piece of pure silver that could cause damage to the 'ghosts'. Even rubies and tourmalines that could produce positive energy were hard to find.
In the end, she only found an olive stone that could control the [Wind Element].
However, she was also certain that this seemingly peaceful place was not a safe zone. Just like the previous areas, it also had its own 'ghosts'!
She retreated immediately.
"Big sister, what are you looking for?"
A young child's voice suddenly sounded behind her. It was so sudden that she did not even hear the sound of footsteps. Olivia was so shocked that she almost dropped the only loot in her hands.
She hurriedly turned around.
On the windowsill, there was a cute little boy in a tuxedo holding a brass box. He was swinging his legs and looking at her with his head tilted.
However, Olivia did not let her guard down because of the boy's cute appearance. Instead, she felt a chill in her heart. Her cognitive problems did not mean that she did not have common sense now.
She cursed her bad luck. It had only been a short while and she was caught red-handed.
"No … nothing. Little brother, you … "
Putting the olive stone behind her back, Olivia's feet slowly moved towards the door.
"Thief, you're lying. All the toys in the world belong to Little Jack. Hand them over!!!"
Noticing her clenched fists, the little boy suddenly flew into a rage without warning. The veins on his face bulged and his eyes turned blood-red. His mouth opened to the back of his ears, revealing a mouth that was so dark that it seemed to lead to hell.
A cold wind that was almost visible to the naked eye erupted.
With the little boy as the center, the entire castle seemed to have been hit by a 'curse of flesh and blood'. The walls, the floor, the furniture … Everything began to squirm and change as if they were part of a giant creature.
Bang!
Not daring to directly charge at the window where the 'little boy' was, Olivia raised her long legs that were so white that they glowed. With a flying kick, the door that had begun to squirm and merge with the wall was sent flying.
Covering her skirt, she jumped down from the circular hall in the center of the castle. Just as she was about to flee, she realized that the door at the end of her line of sight had been completely sealed.
Taking a step back, she felt a chill in her heart.
Standing at the door of the master bedroom, the 'little boy' looked down at her from above. He opened the lid of the brass box in his arms and shouted excitedly as if he was playing a game.
"Little Jack's' toy soldiers', attack!"
One by one, the tall and thin metal soldiers wearing red and blue military uniforms with guns on their shoulders jumped out of the box. By the time they landed, they were already the size of a normal human.
Their eyes glowed with the same red light. It was as if they had been possessed by ghosts. They lined up neatly along the corridor on the second floor and aimed their guns at Olivia.
Without hesitation, a gust of wind rose from beneath her feet.
[Olivine – Extreme Speed]
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was no need for anyone to command them. There was no need for them to reload. A total of forty musketeers poured out a rain of bullets in unison.
The net of bullets tore apart the white phantoms.
Seeing the thief jumping up and down to dodge the bullets, the boy who called himself Little Jack seemed to have discovered a new toy. He danced happily and issued another order.
"Hahaha … Big sister, play a game with Little Jack's soldiers. If you don't die, I'll forgive you! 'Artillery', attack! "
Boom! Boom! Boom!
He did not care that this was his own castle. Ten bronze cannons that seemed to weigh no more than six pounds unleashed a frightening amount of power. Smoke filled the air and gravel rustled down.
The entire castle shook slightly.
"Are you crazy?!"
Olivia cursed angrily as she dodged the bullets. But there was nothing she could do. For the time being, she could only follow the rules of the game and see if he would keep his promise in the end.
With the help of Olivine's speed boost, she activated the Rose Swordsmanship and shuttled through the bullets and cannons like a dance. It was a dance of death.
The girl's nerves were taut. If she let her guard down, she would be smashed to pieces.
Suddenly, she saw a few toys that were blown away by the cannons. There was a flash of light. Her eyes suddenly lit up.
At the same time.
"Hahaha … Fun, fun! Little Jack's' cavalry ', attack! "
Neigh —
A group of metal cavalry did not care about the crowded hall. They raised their sabers and rushed from the second floor. This time, there was no room for Olivia to maneuver around.
Little Jack's face revealed an innocent and cruel smile. It was as if a child was boiling an ant to death.
The bright blade almost pierced the girl's delicate skin.
However, before that.
A doll with a pair of eyes that were as beautiful as the moonlight was already in her hands.
The next moment.
An eye made of moonlight stone hung in the air like a bright full moon.
Prol —
In the girl's cold incantation, the bright light of the full moon sprinkled over the hall like water ripples.
[Gem Witchcraft — Moonlight Stone — Spiritual Purification]
The ghosts whose levels were not high could not resist the powerful purification power that could reverse their "loss of control" at all. The hunched human figures were separated from the metal soldiers. The filth in their bodies was cleaned away, and they became what they used to be when they were born as human beings.
They wore military uniforms of various eras. They saluted the girl who looked like a goddess under the moonlight. Then, they disappeared into the air.
"No —! My soldiers! "
Under the moonlight, Little Jack's face was starting to melt. He was still concerned about his toys.
Boom!
In the master bedroom behind him, a figure mixed with lightning bolts rushed through the window like a violent thunder god.
Seeing the "little ghost" in front of him, he did not hesitate. He reached out and crushed the "little ghost"'s head. He was still a child. He was not allowed to let him go.
The brass toy box in Little Jack's hand fell to the ground. The frozen soldiers turned back into metal figures and jumped into the box automatically.
"Huh? Hersey, it's over? "
Elvin covered his eyes when he saw the girl bathed in the moonlight like a goddess. Although she was in a sorry state, she was still as cold as a goddess of the moon.
There was no mistaking it. This was the Moonlight Stone that he knew.
The girl raised her head slightly and snorted.
"Elvin? The garrison is always one step too late! "
Bathed in the light of Spiritual Purification, the influence of this world on her soul was swept away. Her cognition and memory were fully restored.
Suddenly, as if the bright moonlight had triggered some kind of stress reaction in this world, it began to collapse without warning.
It was not that their overall strength was inferior to Elvin and Olivia. It was just like a person eating a fish. When a fish bone was suddenly stuck in his throat, his first reaction was to spit out the fish in his mouth.
The two felt weightless for a moment. Then, they woke up abruptly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The moment they opened their eyes, the two had already rushed out of the tent.
They saw an extremely illusory huge ship that was pieced together by ships of various eras slowly fading away on the distant sea.
"Is that … the Creepy Dream?"
The two of them asked at the same time.
The Creepy Dream was a sailboat. It was also a nightmare made of countless ghosts, wraiths, evil spirits, and even evil spirits, as well as some kind of high-level Spiritual Origin. Half of it sailed on the sea, and the other half sailed in the dreams of creatures.
The image was meaningless to it. It came from the memories of all the spirits that formed it, as if it was pieced together by the concepts of all the ships from ancient times to the present.
Those who were awake could not see it, but those who did not want to see it could board the ship in their dreams.
This feature sounded very familiar. It reminded them of a weird and mysterious existence.
The Source of Nightmares, the Dream Eater, and the Misty Octopus, Hypnos, who traveled between dreams and the Spiritual Realm, looked like a grayish-white giant octopus with a thousand tentacles and a thousand eyes.
Before he appeared, there would be a drowsy flute sound. Even if one was in a dream in the first place, they would still fall asleep and fall into a deeper dream.
According to the research of the occult scholars and sorcerers, this existence might be the remnants of the power of an ancient god from ancient times. It had a life essence that was almost beyond the level of a demigod.
It did not have a clear and independent mind or personality. Instead, it was controlled by the collective consciousness of all the devoured.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was already an important part of the Spiritual Realm and the Dream World. Just like the stars and clouds in the material world, it was a natural phenomenon that could not be separated.
Some people believed that the Creepy Dream was an extension of this great existence's tentacles in the real world. It wandered all over the world, and in this place where countless ghosts and dreams were hidden, there was a material existence.
The relics of the victims would be left in the dreams.
The Creepy Dream, which acted according to a certain rule, would also hunt prey according to the Extraordinary characteristics of the relics.
However …
Although the Creepy Dream was dangerous, there had always been people actively pursuing its footsteps. They were either coveting the power of dreams, coveting the legacy of previous explorers, or unearthing the truth of history (ancient souls were already a huge fortune).
Of course, there were people who succeeded, but even more people left their collections and souls here.
"Huh? What's this?"
It was not until this moment that Elvin noticed that his arms were bulging.
He took it out and saw that it was not a "spiritual concept" like the sword he was planning to use, but a real entity.
It was a beautifully cast brass box — Little Jack's Toy Box.
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