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Chapter 651

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By the time Greya finished her tour of Witch's Town, she roughly understood what "Nightmare Amusement Park" meant.

Greya couldn't find her way in the thick fog. However, the fog seemed to have a life of its own. It led Greya to different buildings on its own.

Each building was empty. However, everything inside was telling the story of a nightmare.

For example, Greya went to a slaughterhouse not long ago. The machete on the chopping board gave her a nightmare of being chased by a butcher.

There was also the half-opened canon in the church, which made Greya feel like a heretic witch who was being burned by fire while listening to the bloody and evil teachings of the church.

Apart from that, there was also a windbreaker missing an arm in a small house, papers strewn all over the ground in the city hall, and a dazzling flower tree blooming in the garden … All of them could be considered a "nightmare" on their own, but when put together, they would become a nightmare amusement park.

It was just like what Greya saw in the feather earring. She couldn't help but imagine all the interesting things she saw in it. This time, however, he took it one step further. Just like before, Greya used her own "nightmare" to experience the story she imagined herself.

"This is something new," Greya muttered to herself. She had two requirements for Angor. First, it had to feel like the Nightmare Realm, and second, it had to be something new.

His experience in Witch's Town was more than enough proof of these two points. The first one was perfect. The intense Nightmare Realm feeling was much more moving than the mountain inside the feather earring.

As for the second one — something new. The "nightmare" form wasn't perfect yet, but it could still be considered something new if Angor really wanted to study it.

Besides, Greya enjoyed her trip to Witch's Town a lot.

She used to have nightmares when she was still a mortal. Now, she rarely had nightmares after so many years.

She didn't find these nightmares scary, but Angor's control over "emotions" was unimaginable. Even so, Greya still felt her heart racing and cold sweat running down her back.

There were still some places to explore, but Greya decided to leave Witch's Town and visit other places.

But after searching for a long time, she still couldn't find the stone piles and copper bells that could summon Cat Bus.

Greya recalled the civet cat with an umbrella she saw on the path. It was standing on a platform, but there was an iron road sign next to it instead of "stone pillars and bells".

Could it be that every platform was different?

Greya stayed in Witch's Town for a while but still failed to find a platform. She thought for a moment and decided to leave the illusion.

After leaving the illusion, Greya calmed down a little. Although those "nightmares" were just dreams, they still made her feel a little emotional. Of course, Angor couldn't do this in the real world. But since she was going through an illusion, she had to release her spirit power, which allowed Angor to control her emotions.

A moment later, Greya reactivated Dream Twins.

She thought she would return to the path in front of the cave, but she did not. She was still in the mist of Witch's Town.

"It's different from the illusion in the feather earring again," Greya muttered. Was this a record of her previous experience? How did he do it?

Greya knew a thing or two about illusions, but she had never seen one that could "continue" like this.

"But it's quite interesting." Greya didn't think too much about it. Since she couldn't leave by cheating, she would keep looking. It was a platform, after all, so it shouldn't be hidden somewhere inconspicuous.

But Greya was wrong.

Two hours later, Greya entered a small, lonely wooden hut. She had passed by this place many times, but she never went inside. She didn't think the platform would be hidden in a small hut.

But reality slapped her hard in the face.

Not only was the platform in a small hut, but it was also very inconspicuous!

There was nothing in this lonely wooden house except for a lonely oil painting hanging on the wall. And in this lonely oil painting, there was a … lonely platform.

Greya's lips twitched. "Please don't tell me the platform in the painting is Cat Bus's platform."

Greya reached her hand into the painting and found herself being pulled into the painting by a strange force. She was now standing in front of the platform.

At the same time, she heard the footsteps of a familiar beast running in the distance.

Greya looked up and saw two streaks of light coming from the fog-shrouded road.

When the orange striped cat jumped out of the mist, Greya rubbed her swollen temples. You're so good at this, Angor!

The orange cat was Cat Bus without a doubt.

Cat Bus quickly stopped when it saw someone on the platform. It turned its big head around and said, "Beautiful lady, Cat Bus is at your service."

Greya was wondering why Cat Bus didn't ask her where she was going.

She looked up and saw a little girl with two pigtails in the belly of the Cat Bus, looking out curiously.

Is there a guest?

"What's the destination of this bus?" Greya changed her mind and asked Cat Bus, "Where's this bus going?"

"Our destination is Tree Nest."

Greya considered. "Alright, I'll go to Tree Nest too."

Cat Bus nodded, opened the fluffy door, and put down the ladder. Greya climbed the ladder and sat down in front of the little girl.

Greya finally saw the little girl's face. To be honest, Greya thought the little girl looked a lot like Shan. But she was shorter than Shan, probably less than a meter tall.

Also, Shan looked like a little girl, but she was actually quite old. Greya could tell from her mature eyes. The little girl in front of her looked innocent and naive, which was very different from Shan's.

"Why did Angor create this little girl in his illusion? Does he have a special hobby? "Greya looked at the little girl curiously.

But the little girl didn't respond.

The Cat Bus started moving. The little girl did not seem to notice Greya at all. She was still standing on her seat happily. However, she was still a bit too close to the window, so she could only use her chubby hands to support herself on the windowsill and raise her feet to look at the scenery outside.

A cool breeze came in and messed up the girl's braids.

She didn't seem to feel cold at all. Instead, she laughed happily and shouted at the window.

Greya tidied up her messy hair and looked outside the window. It was still foggy outside. What was the little girl so excited about?

Greya tried to talk to the little girl, but she didn't get any response. The little girl didn't seem to know that there was someone else in the bus.

"It's like an illusion," Greya muttered.

Or maybe Greya was just an illusion in the girl's eyes. She didn't really exist in this world.

"Maybe this is one of Angor's storylines? But what's the point of telling stories about mortals? " Greya could tell that the little girl was just a mortal. She didn't want to spend time reading stories about mortals.

Greya decided to take Cat Bus to the next destination when they arrived at the tree nest. But where? Whatever. Just pick one.

At this time, Cat Bus finally ran out of the fog.

The little girl on the other side of the bus shouted even louder, like an ape who saw a vine hanging from a tree.

Greya shook her head. She didn't like noise, but she didn't care about it since it was just an illusion. She turned and looked out the window. After the fog cleared, she could see the soft moon again.

Outside, she saw farmland under the moonlight.

There were no mountains to block her view. She could see the scenery outside just by looking at the moonlight.

"So this is the world of mortals. Is that tree nest a mortal village?" Greya frowned.

As she pondered, she heard some melodious music coming from somewhere.

It was a song Greya had never heard before, but it somehow reminded her of the gentle moonlight.

The music was gentle and fit the mood of the moment. The Cat Bus jumped over mountains and seas. Moonlight illuminated the forest. Innocent childhood.

Greya suddenly understood Angor's intention.

The Cat Bus stopped, and the little girl hopped away. A young girl who looked similar to her came to pick her up.

Greya didn't get off the bus. Instead, she let the bus move forward.

Behind the Cat Bus, the two sisters hugged each other and happily ran toward a giant tree. Above the tree, a strange gray beast was floating in the air.

Seeing this, Greya had a hunch that the story of the tree nest revolved around the two sisters, and the gray beast must have played a part in it as well.

Still, Greya didn't plan to explore the place right now.

Witch's Town represented "fear and respect", while the tree nest represented "not forgetting one's past".

After so many years of traveling, she had forgotten what her past looked like. But just now, she felt something stirring in her heart. It was as if she saw her younger self.

She didn't allow herself to explore. She wanted to explore the illusion first before deciding what to do next.

The Cat Bus kept moving forward. At the "Mermaid Sea", Greya saw the waves of the sea and sensed a strong nightmare aura at the bottom of the sea. At the "Sky Island", she saw a pile of steel ruins. She didn't know what secrets were hidden there.

Greya saw all the areas in the illusion.

She didn't stop. Instead, she kept the Cat Bus moving forward.

Along the way, Greya ran into several passengers who were wearing different clothes, different identities, and different expressions. Some were silent, some were afraid, and some looked troubled. Perhaps each of them had their own story.

Greya arrived at a place called "Mysterious Mountain" for the last stop.

It was a barren mountain.

Before Greya could figure out what the mountain meant, she felt a gust of wind outside the bus.

Greya bolted up from her seat when the wind brushed past her skin. What the hell?!

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