Blackness, vibration, shaking, gradually settling...
Time passed unnoticed. Duan Mu, who had completely lost awareness of the outside world, could only sense changes in his surroundings.
Duan Mu slowly awoke. He had a nightmare, and its contents felt familiar because he had dreamed of it many times before. However, every time he woke, he would completely forget it, leaving behind only an inexplicable irritability.
But this time...
He had not forgotten. Instead, the contents of the dream were exceptionally clear.
His opened black eyes were lifeless, just like those of a corpse. After a while, his scattered gaze gradually gathered, slowly regaining its clarity and a hint of vitality.
Duan Mu let out a soft breath. The pain spreading from every part of his body because of that breath gradually brought his pupils into focus, and he woke completely.
As soon as he came to, he instinctively began observing his surroundings.
It was an utterly black space, while beneath him lay a broad, snow-white surface. The familiar surroundings made Duan Mu relax slightly.
It seems I survived by sheer luck.
The corner of Duan Mu's mouth twitched. Although he did not know how many days had passed, recalling what had happened before he lost consciousness still filled him with lingering fear.
Because...
The place where he was hiding was not secret at all. He was on the sole of a Gillian completely wrapped in black clothing resembling a wizard's robe!
He had not even used any Kido or barriers to conceal his figure or defend himself. He had simply crawled in, lain on the sole, and passed out. After all, whether it was Kido, barriers, or spirit crests, they would all reveal fluctuations of Spiritual Pressure and easily expose his location.
At the time, his injuries had been far too