Chapter 15 Hunting in Dreams (please vote for the last two days)
Chapter 902 Hunting in Dreams (please vote for the last two days)
When Lumian saw the shadow of the bear, he relied on his spiritual intuition to determine that it was the Black Dream Tapir.
He immediately pulled out the "Sword of Courage" and jumped down from the top of the cliff under the light of the red moon in his dream. The hood attached to his cloak was turned up, revealing his long black hair, delicate face and light-colored hair.
Blue and deep eyes.
Boom!
The blazing white and green flames nailed the black bear-like shadow to the ground and exploded it into pieces.
The shadow fragments moved quickly and reassembled into the shape of a tapir in the distance.
This is not a real dream. Most of the damage cannot be reflected on the body, so it cannot cause direct death. At most, it will cause mental damage and become a vegetative state!
The bear-like black dream tapir turned to Lumian and roared in a low voice.
With this roar, the scene around Lumian changed, from the primeval forest at the bottom of the cliff to the village of Kordu near the green pastures under the blue sky and white clouds.
Lumian returned to the old tavern, with dreamy green absinthe floating in front of him, and Guillaume and Pierre sitting around him.
They were telling crude jokes and slandering people from other villages.
The familiar aroma of wine penetrated Lumian's nose, and Aurore's house was magically reflected outside the window of the old tavern. A figure wearing a blue light dress and thick blond hair was sitting on the roof with her knees in her arms.
, looking up at the sky.
One of the abilities of the Black Dream Tapir is to use the happiness, joy, joy and other emotions it absorbs to make the target fall into the beautiful scene that makes him miss it the most, making it difficult to extricate himself.
Seeing the female figure holding the iron-black giant sword standing still, Black Dream Tapir got down on all fours and ran over.
It wants to eat up this scene and the other person's good mood caused by it.
At this moment, it felt as if something was burning behind it, and subconsciously turned its body.
It saw another Lumian, whose eyes were burning with invisible anger and whose sword was covered with blazing black flames.
Lumian, who was obsessed with the past of Kordu Village, quickly disappeared, leaving only a mirror.
Lumian raised the "Sword of Courage" burning the "Flame of Destruction" and split the Black Dream Tapir into two pieces from top to bottom.
Knowing clearly that he could never go back to his life in Kordu Village, the more he missed that kind of beauty, the more he was stimulated, his heart ached, and his anger surged up!
In the slight explosion, black flames suppressing madness and violence attached to the two shadows of the Black Dream Tapir, burning them continuously, making them significantly lighter.
The shadows of the Black Dream Tapir came together again dozens of meters away, but they were much weaker than before. Lumian's "Flame of Destruction" seemed to have really hurt the part of its consciousness that had penetrated into this dream.
Fear appeared in the eyes of this spiritual world creature, and the man standing up stood up, his dark eyes dyed blood red.
It needs to use dreams to become one of the most terrifying images in the target's dreams, so as to frighten the other party and create opportunities for its consciousness to escape from the dream and successfully return to the spiritual world.
In just the blink of an eye, the Black Dream Tapir's body swelled to an unusually large size, and it exuded an extremely crazy, extremely cruel, extremely bloody, and extremely violent aura.
It also creates an almost invisible flame.
The next second, the Black Dream Tapir himself let out a scream of extreme fear and pain.
It was ignited by the invisible fire it created, and its body was filled with the terrifying aura it imitated, almost losing itself.
Seeing this scene, Lumian was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth and laughed in a low voice:
"How can an image that can make me fearful and frightened be so easy to disguise?"
Is "Blood Emperor" something you can imitate too?
Imitation of the true God means inevitable backlash!
The black dream tapir was already writhing in pain in the dreamland, but it could not extinguish the invisible flame that burned itself.
It escaped from the dream with great difficulty. Lumian did not stop it, but activated the black mark on his right shoulder and followed it to the spirit world.
Kewell, the owner of the dream, saw in the form of corpse parts that the girl with a red moon on her back killed the bear-like shadow monster twice in a row, and let it be completely ignited, and his heart gradually became less fearful and frightening.
He stared blankly at the elegant and clean side face, at the slightly pursed pale red lips, at the bright face that was completely different from the giant sword he was using, and he felt as if he was dreaming.
No, this is really a dream.
Lumian chased him somewhere in the spirit world and saw that the Black Dream Tapir was burning on its own. Its painful wails made all the strange creatures around it choose to stay away.
Lumi watched quietly, then flicked the violent and blazing black flame, letting it fall on the black dream tapir.
In just a few seconds, the spiritual creature was burned out and turned into a little bit of dark powder.
Lumian stretched out his palm and caught the powder.
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In the observatory district, in the apartment Lumian rented for Lugano Ludwig.
The little boy wearing a children's formal attire and a small bow tie poured nearly 100 milliliters of Lelanqi into the cup, and then added black dream tapir powder, lemon juice, ice cubes, a kind of sugar wine and other ingredients.
At the end of the day, the glass full of strong liquor had a golden base and turned out green and black colors, which was quite beautiful.
"Wow, this is a wine that makes people want to drink it." Franka praised with anticipation.
She sat very close to Lumian, and on the other side of Lumian was Jenna.
Ludwig suddenly picked up the "cocktail" and hid it behind his back.
He said very firmly:
“Only enough for two people!”
"You and Anthony drink." Lumian made a decision directly.
While Franka was slightly disappointed, Ludwig smiled happily, took another cup, poured nearly half of the "cocktail" into it, and handed it to Anthony:
“This cocktail is called ‘The Color of Dreams’.
"It takes effect one minute after drinking."
When Anthony took the "Color of Dreams", Ludwig drank the portion in his hand.
Franka said deliberately:
"Isn't it bad to drink strong alcohol at such a young age? You need to be educated properly."
Her test papers were ready, and she was just waiting for Anthony to finish his promotion to Ludwig.
While Ludwig shivered inexplicably, Anthony adjusted himself and drank the cup of "The Color of Dreams".
It's both bitter and sweet, strong and soft, igniting the esophagus, mouth and stomach, and bringing about an intoxicating feeling.
This is dreamland.
While waiting for "The Color of Dreams" to take effect, Anthony mixed the potion.
Franka took the opportunity to say to Lumian and Jenna:
"The leader of the Emperor's Party is a man named Louis, who claims to have blood from the Gustav family and is a descendant of Emperor Russell the Great.
"According to Niseia's information, some core members of the Emperor's Party felt that that day, that is, after the whirlpool incident, Louis Gustave became a little weird, more mysterious and more majestic.
"He is planning something secretly, and only a few of his close confidants in the entire Emperor's Party know what it is.
"Nisea has a strong desire to express herself and retaliate against society. She actively requested to contact one of Louis Gustave's confidants. I plan to ask '007' to cooperate and create opportunities for her..."
Louis is also a common name in Trier and Intis, just like Pierre, Guillaume, etc.
Lumian nodded slightly, and before he could say anything, Anthony mixed the potion and drank the dark liquid dotted with gray-white light.
The flavor of "Dream Walker" is very similar to "The Color of Dreams", both are complex and confusing, and contain many things.
Lumian and the others said nothing and looked at Anthony intently to guard against any surprises.
They saw that the teammate's face sometimes showed gray-white scales, and sometimes became bloodless, as if his soul had left the body, while his eyes were hollow and he had lost his consciousness.
After a while, Anthony's eyes first became dark, and then lit up.
"Successful." Anthony said with rare emotion. "The feeling of looking down at the world and everyone's dreams is really addictive. I almost don't want to wake up."
After sighing, he calmed down his emotions and briefly talked about the abilities brought by the "Dream Walker" potion:
"I can intuitively see the appearance of the spiritual world, see the collective subconscious sea, and 'guide' the target through the changes in dreams to reveal the secrets in my heart step by step...
"I can also use the 'modification' of dreams to influence the target little by little, making him do things he wouldn't do otherwise. This is equivalent to a kind of 'hypnosis' that is softer, more subtle, and less likely to be detected by higher-level targets.
, it just takes quite a while to complete...
"I can now directly enter the dreamland, hide in the dreamland, and jump from one dreamland to another, but the distance between the two dreamlands cannot exceed 500 meters..."
"A kind of 'teleportation' whose use is limited by environment and distance." Lumian commented briefly.
Anthony nodded:
"It's called 'dream travel'. For me, the spiritual consumption is very small."
Lumian smiled, stood up and said:
"Now, every member of our team is at Sequence 5 and above."
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A few days later, Anthony went to work at the "Green Tree Clinic" as normal.
It was almost noon when the nurse brought in a patient.
That was Kewell, a young man interested in politics who was currently serving the National Convention as a staff member.
"Dr. Reid, I've gotten better recently. I haven't had nightmares for a few days." Kewell said to Anthony happily.
He still trusted Anthony, after all, the psychiatrist had indeed improved his condition before.
"This is your own victory. You have passed that stage." Anthony congratulated the other party without any abnormality.
Kewell touched his golden temples, hesitated and said:
"My condition improved four days ago. That night, I had another nightmare. In the dream, a girl came under the huge red moon and saved me.
"She, she is the most beautiful and elegant girl I have ever seen, but my memory of that dream is getting blurry. Mr. Reid, can you think of a way to make me remember her forever and not forget her? Or,
Let me draw her? Maybe, there is a beautiful girl like her in reality..."
Anthony looked at Kewell, considered and said:
"I'm sorry, I can't help you on this matter. Being addicted to dreams will take you to the other extreme. As your psychiatrist, I can't push you into the abyss. I must tell you that it is beyond your reach.
illusory."
Kewell was silent for a while, then breathed out an extremely disappointed sigh:
"All right."
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Observatory District, Zuo Street.
Lumian, who was alone in the apartment, stood by the window, thinking about what he should do recently:
"The treasure house of the Blue Avenger...but Mr. Hanged Man only promised to let me explore it once...
"Go to Bansi Port to find the place where there may be a problem, and use the corpse oil candle..."
As soon as Lumian thought of this, he instinctively turned his body half sideways and saw Ms. "Magician" appearing with the starlight.
The Major Arcana holder smiled and said:
"You should be able to collect your reward today. I will take you to a place."