I seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.
This could get out of hand... If I pulled back now, perhaps it was still not too late?
Ronan weighed his options in silence.
After all, this was a Dream Circle Layer within the Mental Ocean, where the power of the "Dream Divine Abomination" was at work, still separated from the Real World by two layers. Simply put, Ronan's "Gestalt" had invaded Old Elers's dream. Beyond the dream lay the Mental Ocean jointly built by the Cage bubbles of Earth's ten billion people, and only farther "outside" was the Real World.
Within the dream, neither Old Elers nor this hideous, ferocious monster was fully awake.
Although some of its "eyeballs" were staring at the Gestalt, many more were still vacant.
Moreover, Old Elers was still unconsciously "responding" to those calls in the Mental Ocean, tirelessly repeating:
"I'm here!"
The "Dream Divine Abomination" truly packed a punch. Twelve hours of repeated scouring had indeed been substantial. It would not be easy for Old Elers to wake from this dream anytime soon. With Ronan's mastery of the Dream Entry Method, a little concealment would make it quite feasible to have Old Elers forget what he had seen and heard in the dream.
But what would be the point of retreating now?
Right here, within the layer of Old Elers's dream, a malformed fantasy monster was being bred. From the looks of it, it could break through the barrier between True Illusion and reality at any moment; perhaps all it lacked was a trigger. Once stimulated into waking, there was a very high chance that the monster would materialize, or otherwise truly descend into the Real World...
That was the trend.
That was what Ronan believed, and he felt he ought to do something.
Earlier, the