"Dream ended."
"Returning."
With a crash, the frozen spacetime returned to normal in an instant.
Along with the damp bloody smell flooding into his nostrils came the roar of the downpour ringing in his ears once more.
Xia Nan lay half-sprawled on the ground, his body propped against a tree trunk.
His pitch-black eyes stared straight ahead, gazing into empty space.
His expression looked somewhat dazed.
Naturally, this was because of the vast number of memory images from the [Dreamweaver Corridor], the dream simulation, flooding his mind.
From the perspective of reality, perhaps only one-thousandth of a second had passed.
But Xia Nan himself felt as if, in that single instant, he had gone through the entire process of the odd-colored Winter Wolf "Kalosh" meeting and coming to know the Barbarian "Grom," all the way to their final parting.
Of course, memories similar to eating and sleeping, including the two years when Kalosh disappeared, were as faint and blurry as recalling a dream after waking.
But even with only those "essences" remaining, hundreds of days' worth of "solid content" pouring into his mind in less than a second was enough to leave him mentally dazed, lost in a trance.
Throughout this entire process, he had even forgotten his own identity, briefly forgetting the extremely dangerous situation he was currently in.
He had truly become that extraordinarily gifted Barbarian master, "Grom," following the Black Wolf "Kalosh" as they charged and hunted across the snowstorm-swept Jagged-Tooth Highlands, and in the end, after a battle that had been long foreshadowed yet cleanly and decisively resolved, comprehended that Combat Skill known as [Tooth Hunt].
Xia Nan could clearly recall every minute and every second that "he" had spent with Kalosh.
The way it hid and lay in ambush in the shadows, the manner in