Or why else would it only seem to be going so smoothly?
After all, those who knew, knew.
At times like this, something usually had to go wrong.
"I'm Lina! I shouldn't be here!" Lina's eyes slowly struggled back to clarity. She tried to raise her hand and looked at the arm covered in pearlescent scales and tiny tentacles.
Her eyes filled with incredulous horror.
Seeing this—
The corners of Ian's mouth lifted.
Success!
Her true self-awareness was being forcibly pulled back!
"As expected of me!"
However, just as Ian was about to press the advantage, further stabilize the awakening, and brand Raven's mark directly onto her reviving self-awareness—
A sudden change erupted!
It was as if fate itself wanted to stop him from flashing that Dragon King crooked smile.
Of course.
Maybe the Dragon King crooked smile only worked in urban settings; it couldn't intimidate Cthulhu in dreams and fantasy worlds. In any case, just as expected, the unexpected happened.
"Ahhh~"
A soundless roar, impossible to describe in any language, brimming with ancient fury, the irritation of being disturbed, and boundless madness, suddenly erupted from the deepest depths of the temple—from the darkness pouring forth an endless stream of data! It was not sound, but a cry that directly affected the "rules" of this dream world!
It was a tremor of the most primordial will!
The dream could not bear its weight. Thus, the entire solidified dream world, like glass struck by a massive hammer, instantly filled with visible, warped cracks!
"Ahhhhhh!"
"The Lord is enraged!"
The tentacled nebula in the sky spun and swelled madly, the light it cast shattering into fragments!
The mutated "residents" in the streets all let out shrill, inhuman howls. Their bodies melted and warped like wax figures, transforming into even more indescribable masses