Late at night, Roland drove them back to Liuli Pavilion, which was the street where Scroll had first entered the Dream World.
Like the Tongzi District, it was an old street, but compared to the former, it was more commercial in nature. On both sides of the street, there were many convenience stores, Greenfly restaurants, KTV shops, and Internet cafes. They were not big, and the main customers were office workers and students in the neighborhood.
Although the environment looked dirty and messy, it was suitable for Scroll to hide her identity.
The entrance and exit of the connection point was on the side of the street. From the outside, it looked no different from an ordinary iron gate. As for whether this gate had originally been here or only appeared after Scroll entered the Dream World, Roland did not know. However, this location was obviously very important. He was already considering whether to use the relationship between the Association and the Clover Group to buy the shops on both sides.
After all, Scroll's Realm of Consciousness could only carry one God's Punishment Witch. If she was targeted by more than one Fallen Evils, she would still be in danger. As a key figure in passing on knowledge, she obviously could not take any risks. If he could station a dozen combat witches around the connection point, it would undoubtedly be safer.
While the crowd was thinner, Roland did a final test on the interaction between the two Realms of Consciousness.
When the Dream World stopped operating, no matter where Scroll was, she would be expelled from the Dream World and returned to the small Archive.
This was also the biggest difference between her and the God's Punishment Witches.
Although the God's Punishment Witches' consciousness would return to their own bodies, their position in the Dream World would be fixed at the moment they left. This was also the reason why Roland asked them to enter and leave the Dream World together at the Rose Café or the warehouse next door. Otherwise, when there was a change in personnel, someone might disappear into thin air.
Scroll's problem was obviously more serious.
At least in an emergency, the God's Punishment Witches could maintain a "seamless connection" with Roland when entering and exiting the Dream World, but Scroll could not do this. This also meant that every time she entered the Dream World, she had to start at the Archive and end at the Archive when she left the Dream World.
However, considering that as long as Scroll was taught to use a mobile phone, she could always ensure that they were in the right position before waking up from the Dream World. Plus, Faldi's magic bug was always monitoring the area, so it was not a difficult problem to solve.
This law also holds true in reverse.
When Scroll voluntarily left her realm of consciousness, both the God's Punishment Witches and Roland would be forcibly expelled. The former would return to her body in reality, while the latter would appear in front of the iron gate. It wasn't a good feeling. It was like riding a roller coaster.
The last point was beyond Roland's expectations.
After Scroll left the Realm of Mind, the iron door was still there, but behind it was neither a wall nor the narrow gray room, but a red void.
That was the symbol of Erosion.
According to Garcia, the Erosion Crevice was not something that could be seen everywhere. The places where it existed would usually be guarded by the Association's commissioner. In other words, this erosion should have been brought by the Archives.
As expected, the relationship between the Realm of Mind was not simply one of containment and accommodation. Roland realized that they were all a part of the Realm of Mind and used the power of the Origin of Magic. This was probably the most appropriate explanation. This was in line with what Lan had said — as long as the Dream World devoured more cores, he would have the opportunity to invade the domain of God.
Another question popped up in his mind.
If the Realm of Consciousness of other Senior Demons entered the range of his light beam, what would happen to the Dream World?
Could they also appear in this city like the scrolls?
…
The next day, Roland received the latest news from the frontline.
There were two letters in the envelope. One was written by Vendy. The letter briefly described the current situation of the witches, and the second half focused on Nana Pine.
The little girl, who had followed the Witch Union all the way, had finally welcomed her day of adulthood.
Like Lucia, Mystery Moon, and the others, her magic power had condensed at the moment of adulthood. According to the Union's classification system, she could be considered a real Senior Witch.
The letter didn't explain the specifics of Nana's ability. Maybe everyone was too busy, or maybe Nana's magic power was too precious to be wasted on the test … But Roland didn't care about that. For him, the most important thing was that Nana had safely crossed the threshold.
The other letter was much thicker.
There were reports from the First Army and proposals from the General Staff Department — this was also a major drawback of the current information transmission channels. In order to save transportation resources, the frontline would often wait until a certain number of things needed to be reported before sending it back to Neverwinter. Therefore, even though it was the same letter, some of the contents would differ by a few days or even half a month.
Flipping to the end, Roland suddenly frowned.
"What happened?" Nightingale, who was guarding at the side, asked.
"The demons launched an all-out attack on the First Army," he said in a low voice, "— Just a week ago!"
…
Gust Castle, Kingdom of Wolfheart.
The shrill alarm rang through the city again.
This was the third time since sunrise.
"Damn monsters, don't they know fatigue?" Jodel spat on the ground and took out a paper bag from his pocket. He poured it for a long time but could not pour out anything.
"Here." A hand suddenly stretched out from beside him. "This is what you're looking for, right?"
Jodel tilted his head and realized that the speaker was Farry. She handed him a small white pill.
"You … don't need this?" He picked up the pill hesitantly.
"I'm not as weak as you. It's just a day or two without sleep," Farry replied expressionlessly. "And I hate these things. Who knows what they're made of! I advise you to eat less. "
"Maybe you're right." Jodel let out a long breath and tossed the pill into his mouth. "But at least it can keep me alive for now."
When the pill dissolved on his tongue, an extremely bitter taste quickly filled his mouth. At the same time, the bone-piercing chill in the air and the dizzying tiredness and exhaustion seemed to have been swept away. Even his stiff fingers and limbs became flexible. He felt that he had once again become a sharp hunter and not an exhausted prey waiting to be slaughtered.
This was the feeling —
Jodel raised his spear and placed it firmly in the shooting position.
These pills had only been distributed to every soldier as a ration half a month ago. Its official name was Delaying Agent, but everyone preferred to call it Tumbling Pill. Just one pill could completely block out the body's pain, and it would only explode after a few hours.
Although some of the Sand Nation people were quite resistant to this drug at first and even associated it with the legendary Pill of Madness, such voices soon disappeared. The reason was that the First Army did not force the use of Delaying Agent. Furthermore, the characteristics of the side effects were clearly stated on the packaging, and it was forbidden to take it continuously — this was completely different from the rumors Jodel had heard about Princess Tardere.
Other than the Sand Nation troops, the northerners also received the Delaying Agent. Even the officers were no exception. This also dispelled most people's suspicions. Some people even said that the medicine could have been made fragrant and sweet, but to prevent people from eating it like a snack, they added a bitter taste.
And when the demons started their frenzied attack, this white pill instantly won the trust of all the soldiers — facing the enemy's attacks from dawn to dusk, Jodel could not imagine how he could last dozens of hours in this kind of high-intensity battle with almost no rest without the Delaying Agent.
As an experienced hunter, he naturally understood the difference between fighting in perfect condition and fighting continuously with exhaustion.
As long as he did not die immediately after taking it, he could accept any serious side effects.
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