509: Breakthrough in the Dream 2

Battle in dreams was always this absurd and bizarre.

Streams of golden light and purple-black corrupted energy collided, annihilated each other, and burst into dazzling yet dangerous fireworks, throwing this already chaotic space into even greater upheaval.

Under impacts of such intense energy, the dream's structure groaned under the strain. The scenery around them sometimes warped into abstract oil paintings, sometimes collapsed into vast stretches of nothingness.

"Oh my God, Merlin's iron underpants..." Though Lina was well protected, what she glimpsed through her fingers still left her trembling in fear.

Yes, although she was timid, she could not resist sneaking a glance. That single glance showed her a style of combat entirely unlike that of wizards and warriors.

Her worldview collapsed and rebuilt itself again and again. She saw Tiga punch apart a giant scorpion-like monster with seven tails, each tail ending in a pained human face. She saw him sweep away a swarm of moth-like shadows with a spinning kick, its golden gust of force sharp as a sickle. She also saw Ian guide a stream of pure light from the energy core in his chest, forming a barrier that blocked a massive psychic storm woven from countless whispers...

How was this still a battle between wizards? This was practically an epic scene from mythology, with a Titan crusading against abyssal monsters! And this Titan seemed to be having fun?!

"Energy node... over there!"

Tiga's milky-white eyes locked onto a direction.

Deep within the warped phantoms of a cluster of buildings was a dark-purple vortex that pulsed continuously, radiating countless purple-black filaments that connected to the monsters constantly forming around it.

He no longer wasted time tangling with the surrounding fodder. He crossed his hands before his chest, then thrust them forward!

"Spacium Beam—Ian Edition!"

A thick blue-white beam