The moment he discovered this, Angel activated the ability of "Mirror Substitution", allowing himself to enter Mirror World, leaving only a stand-in standing there sluggishly.
The area behind the mirror was as dim and blurry as when she had entered it countless times. There were only various mirrors connected to the outside world emitting different lights, and the intersecting passages between different mirrors.
"There is also 'Mirror World' in the dream, but there is no way to directly enter City of Calamity... This shows that the owner of the dream has a certain concept of the existence of Mirror World, but does not know the power of Sefirah... There may not necessarily be such a 'master', it may just be the function of a certain Sealed Artifact."
She waited for a few minutes at Mirror World and found that there was no change in the outside world. Then she returned to reality angrily. She came to the window with blinds and arch decoration and looked at Tizamo Town where the moonlight was dim.
Just like what she had felt before, the bar, which had already entered the middle of the night but was still filled with many outsiders, had fallen into darkness. The faint smell of spices in the air and the burnt aroma of barbecued insects were gone. The entire town had no lights at all. Under the faint crimson Crimson Moon light, it showed a vague outline, like a crude model.
Even wild beasts and mosquitoes are gone without a trace, and I suspect that even microorganisms in the air no longer exist... The Tizamo Town in this dream only "copied" the buildings and furnishings in reality, and did not bring in any living creatures?
Angel's eyes flashed, and she quickly did Mirror Divination several times to confirm that there was no living thing in the town except herself.
The only good news is that her Beyonder Ability is still there.
"After all, it's just a dream. As long as my self-perception feels that I am still 'Catastrophe' Demoness, my ability will not be lost... Sleepless and Spectator may become stronger. One can control the dream, and the other can Hypnosis himself..."
She muttered, stretched out her fingers to condense a Flames of Destruction, making it look like a dagger, scratched Fell short a few times on the beige wall, and cut off a stone with neat edges, ready to see if it would have any impact on reality after she woke up.
Then her figure disappeared from the window and appeared at the door of Saint Sienne Church the next second.
As she expected, the church also fell into deep darkness, no longer like the ordinary Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun. Even at Evernight it was filled with candles, which together with the gold foil decorations created a sacred feeling shrouded in sunlight.
There was no one inside, including the over-enthusiastic Priest... Angel entered the church Prayer Hall to investigate, taking away a few pieces of gold foil as an experiment, and then went to nearby Police Station, Telegraph Office, and restaurants to confirm with the naked eye that no one was there.
During this period, "Hidden Holy Emblem" on her wrist always exuded a faint coolness, which meant that the dream was still surrounding her, but without more prying eyes, the dream itself seemed not to cause any harm to her.
"Like a casino that hasn't opened yet... Someone has built an identical Tizamo Town and is waiting for the real 'Dream Festival' to begin?"
She made a guess and no longer continued to search the deserted town, but returned to the street where she took a rental coffin carriage from Pylos Port to the town in the afternoon, left the town along the street, and headed towards the port.
The rammed earth road is lined with rubber trees and laurel trees in plantations, and in the distance is a manor with high walls and wide courtyards, as quiet as the town.
Angel was not surprised, but continued to measure the country road with his feet, preparing to see how big the scope of the dream was.
After walking through the two manors and roughly leaving the plantation area belonging to Tizamo Town, a dark and illusory mist appeared in front of her eyes, blocking the road like a wall, spreading to both sides and above.
"It's different from the dream created by Collective Unconscious... Is this the boundary of the dream world, or some kind of defense measure... 'Pale Empress' said that the nightmares during Dream Festival also have a limited scope. If you leave forcibly, will you directly return to reality, or will you face the power that created the dream?"
Angel guessed and tried throwing a stone into the fog, but found that no sound was returned.
Mirror World, which overlaps with reality, is also interrupted here.
Shaking his head, Angel followed the fog to the other end of Tizamo Town, and soon came to the edge of the primitive jungle next to the town.
To her surprise, she found that the mist here no longer continued to extend, but disappeared like a wall leaving an exit, bringing the giant trees with hanging vines, low shrubs and grassy paths into the dreamland.
Because people have been hunting for a long time, this area has also become part of the "Dream Festival" range? While Angel was thinking, he used Flames of Destruction to form a sword blade to chop down several trees that were not pleasing to the eye, and went deep into the jungle with the clatter of them falling to the ground.
There are no wild beasts or poisonous insects, but the moss and plants remain... What is the limit to the scope of dreams replicating reality? Will unconscious "vegetative people" be regarded as plants and appear in uninhabited dreams?
She spread her thoughts and walked through the dense forest. After advancing about one kilometer, she encountered the illusive and dark mist again.
It's the end here... Angel looked back and found that a dead jungle had completely covered the outline of the town. Knowing that today's exploration had come to an end, even if he went back and searched a few times, he would not find anything new, he stepped directly into the fog that could not even penetrate the moonlight, preparing to test the effect of this boundary.
The next second, Angel's eyes were dazzled. The ceiling painted with beige paint and dotted with simple patterns obscured her sight.
His hearing, sensitive to the previously lifeless surroundings, was immediately filled with the faint hum of mosquitoes, the sound of retreating footsteps in the street below, and the howls of the distant jungle.
Angel got up from the bed, his purple eyes flashing, and he used the glass, mirrors and puddles in the town to find many pedestrians wandering on the street.
She looked at the wall where she had cut off a complete stone block before, and found that although some old paint there was peeling off that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, the overall quality was still intact.
She woke up from her dream.
The next morning, Angel came to the largest bar in town, "Unicorn", and met the member of "Numinous Episcopate" who was stationed at Tizamo Town.
This is a young woman with slightly darker skin, three-dimensional facial features, light blue eyes, and smooth black hair. She is obviously a hybrid of the Southern Continent and Loen. Angel detects a hint of death and decay in her body, which evokes a certain sense of familiarity.
"Are you from 'Corpse Collector' Pathway?"
She sat in a corner of the bar and asked curiously about the Numinous Episcopate member named Pena.
"I am 'Spirit Medium'," Pena had already received the message from Numinous Episcopate from the telegram, and was very respectful to Angel, "There are still two of our members lurking in the town, and I am the leader of this group."
Sequence 7... not too high nor too low. It is enough to collect information. It is impossible to solve "Dream Festival"... Angel nodded, picked up the "Guadal" juice on the table, took a sip of the sweet and sour drink with a unique flavor, and continued:
"Tell me all the information you collected, including the dream."