Dream World.
As the pixel vehicle returned to Great Xia, its hatch sprang open. Carrying the half-conscious Lin Qiye on her back, Jinian rushed toward the Night Watchmen headquarters!
"Hey, Lin Qiye! Hang in there... we're almost there!"
"You can't die! You haven't taken me home yet!"
Jinian moved like lightning, her silver-white hair streaming in the wind. Sensing the sounds of Lin Qiye struggling in pain growing fainter behind her, she hurriedly spoke.
"Put me... down..." Lin Qiye said hoarsely.
"Down? We're almost at the medical department!"
"Put me down... they can't... treat my condition."
Seeing how insistent Lin Qiye was, Jinian hesitated for a moment before setting him down.
Leaning against the corner of a wall, Lin Qiye forced himself upright, breathing heavily... He sensed that Azathoth's backlash within his mind seemed to have weakened somewhat, finally giving him a brief chance to catch his breath.
"Damn it, it actually ambushed me..."
Lin Qiye's gaze seemed to pierce through the barriers of this universe and look toward a higher dimension.
Azathoth's instinctive backlash had directly awakened Its consciousness from its "instigation." Relying on Its own power, It had trapped Lin Qiye's consciousness within this dream universe on the verge of destruction...
If he could not leave this place quickly and return to the high-dimensional world, his consciousness would sooner or later vanish completely along with the destruction of this dream world.
But the "Lin Qiye" consciousness he had left behind in the high-dimensional world—the little boy—was completely suppressed, making it difficult for him to break free from this dream world...
"What other way is there... what other way is there??"
As Lin Qiye desperately searched for a way to leave, he also tried to force his consciousness through this dream world. The agonizing pain in his mind surged