Li Wei's vision swam, and she saw the familiar leaden clouds, like a giant bowl turned upside down.
She saw the familiar twisted jungle, the familiar blood-red river, and the familiar pitch-black mountain range.
And beneath her feet was the sticky, soft, wet earth, dark crimson shading into black and an eerily gorgeous purple.
Again?
That bubble belonged to Great Dream?
If I'd known, I wouldn't have run for my life...
Remembering the ant named Black Nightmare, she curled her lip.
The next second.
Rumble—!
The earth shook, and the jungle churned!
In the distance, deep within the twisted sea of trees, a massive "boil" suddenly arched upward!
It rose higher and higher, "growing" larger and larger.
Until, with a ripping sound, the membrane at its top split open.
A towering giant slowly stretched its body free. Its entire form was slick with slime, its skin black as jade, six arms sprouting from its back, and its figure slender and graceful.
The endless black mountain range crawled beneath its feet, while the twisted jungle spanning a hundred miles lay beneath it like a carpet.
It stood erect between heaven and earth, as if it were a god born at the dawn of Primordial Antiquity.
It bent down, and amid surging winds and clouds, a Buddha's head as large as a mountain pressed toward Li Wei, who stood atop a hill.
Its enormous, glistening eyes, like the sun and moon, lowered as its vast voice rolled outward.
"Little..."
"Hold it!" Li Wei raised her hand. Her voice was not loud. "I know this one!"
Great Dream Bodhisattva: ???
Then it saw the light.
Ten seconds later.
"Even if you're stronger in a dream, it's still fake—!"
"A sixth-order being dares to sink into this Eternal Dreamscape—!"
"Ha ha ha ha..."