Cyril glanced at Anderson, who sat cross-legged and looked thoroughly relaxed, and said casually:
"The dream is so vast. He wanted to take a look around."
Uh... Anderson's eyes widened slightly before he sighed in admiration:
"No wonder he's been one of the most famous adventurers on the Sonia Sea lately. He certainly has a spirit of adventure."
After a pause, he added, "Personally, I wouldn't dare wander around a dream."
Cyril nodded slightly, then turned toward the doors of the mural hall and drew a sheet of paper covered in abstract symbols and magical markings from his pocket.
Amid flickering starlight, a quietly burning Brilliant Spark emerged.
Anderson froze for a moment, then hurriedly asked:
"You can bring things from reality into a dream?"
Cyril tilted his head to glance at him. "This is a dream. Anything you consider reasonable can be manifested."
"Of course, I can also actually bring things from reality into dreams."
With that, he reached out and grasped the quietly burning Brilliant Spark. His figure instantly vanished from the mural hall.
"A giant trapped here, or a character in someone's dream?"
Cyril raised his eyebrows slightly. His figure instantly faded, disappearing from the spot.
The next instant, silver-white rapiers materialized where he had been standing.
Having evaded the Silver Knight's attack once again, Cyril appeared simultaneously at various points along the broad passage. An illusory book with constantly turning pages surfaced in his eyes.
Boom!
Bolts of silver-white lightning descended out of thin air, carrying an aura of savage destruction so intense it seemed tangible. They struck densely all around, enveloping the broad passage and towering walls in a forest of thunderbolts.
Crack!
An illusory sound rang out, as though something had shattered, and the surrounding dream abruptly collapsed.
In a cabin aboard the Future,