Opening his eyes, Angel found that it was already dark.
She raised her left hand, and the holy emblem that opened Black Ancient Tomb, and was sucked away by "Underworld Daoist" to absorb the divine power of Goddess and added more black and white mist, was still in place, and consistent with the changes that occurred in the dream, the dry heart that probably belonged to Reinette was also lying in her pocket.
"Changes in dreams will indeed be reflected in reality..."
She sat up from the bed and looked out the window, finding that the first ray of sunlight had awakened the sleeping town.
Just like Angel's guess, "Dream Festival" stopped on its own at the end of the night, kicking everyone out of the dream world. Whether they wake up immediately or continue to sleep for a while depends on each person's mental state.
In the middle of the night, she summoned the already obedient "Trunsoest Brass Book" from Mirror World, and used the power of law to erect an obelisk-shaped Black Stone Pillar next to Black Ancient Tomb. The rules on its surface will apply to the entire dreamland until it is destroyed, or a higher-level law replaces those it declares.
Angel did not use strict laws to prevent "Dream Festival" from proceeding normally, and also let go of most consensual "interactions" and all misdemeanors. It only prohibited injuries that could easily lead to death, or would have a greater impact on the body after returning to reality.
Of course, this set of laws does not prohibit the destruction of the stone pillar itself. This is also the goodwill released by Angel to "Underworld Daoist" and "Abomination" Farbauti: if they are willing, they can destroy the stone pillar at any time and return "Dream Festival" to its previous state.
However, Angel believes that after reducing the number of deaths caused by Dream Festival, this sealing ceremony will definitely be more difficult to detect by the outside world, which will be beneficial to "Devil Monarch" in hiding his clone, and the latter should not destroy this balance.
If someone killed himself in the process of "releasing pressure", it would be a force majeure... Angel chuckled secretly, seeing that the sky was gradually getting brighter and the town outside the window was slowly regaining its vitality. He simply went directly to the edge of the town through Mirror World and stepped into the residence of the three-person lurking team of "Numinous Episcopate".
"Spirit Medium" Pena had just climbed out of bed wearing the nightgown Angel had seen in his dream. He kept rubbing his forehead and the bridge of his nose. When he found a figure outlined next to the half-length mirror in the room, his face suddenly turned pale and he let out a slightly sharp cry.
There were hurried footsteps outside the door. "Weapon Master" Zaka and Angel, who had only met once with broad shoulders and broad bodies, and "Nightmare" Lucas who were missing in "Dream Festival" rushed in one after another.
It wasn't until they saw the person clearly that the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and said hello respectfully.
"What's wrong with your face?" Angel asked with a frown, but he had some suspicions in his heart.
Pena shook his head and said:
"I don't know. When I woke up, I felt swollen and painful, as if I was stepped on by Zaka."
The Feysac hybrid whose name he mentioned was also covering the back of his head and muttering, "I also feel like I was hit on the back of the head, more than once."
One fell on his face, and the other got two sticks from me... Angel thought secretly, looked at "Nightmare" Lucas, and said:
"What about you? Do you feel like something is wrong?"
This thin man with typical Southern Continent bloodline answered immediately:
"Spirituality feels a little sluggish, as if he overused his abilities in previous missions... Strange, in order to deal with 'Dream Festival', I went to bed very early yesterday."
It seems that in Dream Festival, he should have invaded other people's dreams within dreams, but at least this did not cause real death... After confirming the status of the three, Angel said in a calm tone:
"No need to deal with that dream, your mission is over."
Is it over?
The three of them looked at her in astonishment, and Pena was the first to react:
"'Dream Festival' started late last night, but we all forgot after it ended?"
Thinking of the special nature of the dream that covered the whole town, and the strange things that appeared on their bodies, the other two people also suddenly realized.
"Yes, the incident has been resolved, and the remaining ones will not pose a threat to the nearby area," Angel nodded, "Contact your superiors and ask that Empress to find me at Pylos Port, and then leave here as soon as possible."
The three "Royalist Faction" members looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.
Being able to complete the organization's mission and retreat without any losses is the best outcome for them.
As for what happened inside "Dream Festival" and why the foreign aid whom Empress personally asked to receive refused to disclose it, they were not curious at all and did not want to explore.
As Beyonder with rich experience, they understand that a lot of information may be contaminated and die miserably.
After arranging everything, Angel left the town again and came to the clearing in the primitive jungle.
On the way, she noticed that Saint Sienne Church had opened the door of the Prayer Hall to welcome the first ray of sunshine. Priest, who had a sinister expression in the dream and was eager to climb to a high position, was now greeting the believers of Eternal Blazing Sun with a smile on his face, completely unable to see the dark emotions in his heart.
Drunkards on the street were woken up by kind-hearted people passing by, holding their heads or stomachs and slowly leaving. The hunting team carried Hunting Rifle and walked toward the jungle with laughter and joy. Plantation workers and slaves started a new day of work with calm expressions. Madams Miss stood by the window wearing conservative dresses with elegant expressions.
After releasing the negative emotions accumulated for a year in "Dream Festival", they will remain peaceful or even docile for the next year... Maybe Farbauti's sophistry has some truth... Such an idea suddenly came to Angel's mind.
Of course, the very few people who unfortunately died in Dream Festival will gradually move toward real death in the next three months. This may be the price of "peace".
Shaking her head to get rid of these chaotic thoughts, Angel walked into the depths of the jungle, and once again confirmed with the naked eye that the Black Ancient Tomb in the dream was not in reality. The place with gnarled tree roots and rot all over the ground was as empty as the last time she explored it.
But Angel could feel that the black boulder in the center was exuding a faint aura that echoed the Hidden Holy Emblem on her wrist.
"Sure enough, there are still some peculiarities... the pollution of the 'River of Eternal Darkness' tributary? Just like Samaritan Women's Spring..."
She murmured, walked forward, and used a small earthquake limited to her feet to dig up the soil below. She was disappointed to find that not only was the black boulder not under the ground, but even the soil was only slightly stained with black and became moist, and did not possess the power of Sefirah.
At most, it is pollution caused by the breath leaked in the dream, not even as good as the spring water outside the Woman's Spring... She sighed softly and turned the soil back to its original place to prevent ordinary people passing by from accidentally touching them and losing their memory or falling into a long sleep.
Angel had already expected that the "River of Eternal Darkness" tributary did not actually appear in reality. Otherwise, Southern Continent had been ruled by "Death" for thousands of years, and spent thousands of years in the melee of "Chained God" and other forces. The "Dream Festival" hidden here would have been discovered long ago.
"Next, return this heart to Reinette and go to 'Pale Empress' to get the characteristics of Sequence 1. 'Dream Festival' has nothing to do with me for the time being... Well, those primitive tribe tombkeepers who died next to the ancient tomb should have returned to reality now. They will gradually die within three months. Will it cause new problems..."
As soon as Angel remembered the men in black robes who were killed by Farbauti, he was inspired and looked towards the sky.
The clouds that were dyed orange by the morning sun were cut open by sharp flames. A meteorite trailing flames and a large amount of black smoke fell from the sky, passed over Tizamo Town, and smashed into the depths of the primitive jungle.
Angel frowned and subconsciously wanted to take over the "Catastrophe" that happened in front of her, just like when she listened to the prayers of believers and solved their problems, but she soon realized something, her eyes flickered, and she determined the location of the meteorite's impact.
Tizamo Town Outside, near the primitive tribe that attacks the town every year, more than a dozen tribe members with totems painted in oil paint and wearing bone jewelry are gathering together, discussing something.
Is he the "gravekeeper" in the dream? By such a coincidence, this meteorite hit them, causing their destined death to come early?
Knowing that even if they stopped the meteorite, they could not escape the fate of death, Angel just watched quietly as the meteorite fell into the depths of the dense forest.
As the violent explosion sounded, air waves, smoke and small earthquakes spread throughout Tizamo Town, causing those buildings with hollow lower floors and unstable foundations to continue shaking and glass shattering.
In the dust that covered the sky and the sun, Angel also figured out the origin of this meteorite.
This is not the ability of "Catastrophe" Demoness, nor is it a third-rate script like "0-08", but the impact of "Dream Festival" on reality sustained by the power of "River of Eternal Darkness".
Just like those who die in dreams and enter their destined death when they return to reality, those gravekeepers also left this world in a reasonable way.
Empress of Misfortune and Terror, Misfortune Goddess... "Darkness" Pathway has certain authority over Catastrophe and Misfortune, which in turn belongs to Sefirah "River of Eternal Darkness" represents the power to end everything... This has a certain overlap with "City of Calamity". No wonder the two groups of non-adjacent Pathway can jump to each other...
But of the two copies of Sefirah, one is accommodated by "Celestial Worthy" and the other is accommodated by "God Almighty". For what reason? Aren't they supposed to be attracted to each other?
Thinking of "God Almighty", Angel immediately became depressed. She took one last look at the town that was awakened by the falling meteorite and became noisy, stepped into Mirror World and left.
When he was awakened by the violent explosion and the sound of breaking glass, Amandina found that his chest was cold, as if he was in the cold winter instead of the Southern Continent's summer.
She lifted up the velvet quilt in confusion and found that she was hugging a palm-sized crystal ice cube tightly in her dream. Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting her half-confused and half-nervous face.
For some reason, Amandina feels that this side Ice Mirror is very important to him.
Carefully placing it on the table, she found that Ice Mirror showed no signs of melting, as if it just felt like ice and was actually a delicate glass product.
She was about to study it carefully when the door suddenly opened. With her hair tied neatly behind her head, Mrs. Simona, wearing a silk nightgown, rushed in with a concerned look. Seeing that her daughter was unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Amandina, holding her tightly in her arms.
Sir Pettit, who was holding a double-barreled Hunting Rifle, entered the room shortly after and calmly asked his family to follow him into the bunker of the manor for refuge.
Seeing his parents, Amandina frowned slightly.
Although her dignified mother held her in her hands as usual, and her father, who owned Legion of Honor Medal, also felt secure enough, she always felt that she had forgotten something.
Just like the ice cube that suddenly appeared next to me, something must have happened last night... Amandina secretly glanced at Ice Mirror on the table, and suddenly found that the mirror had become dark, and there seemed to be mist surging inside.