Hunting in a Dream

When Lumian saw the bear-like shadow, he relied on his spiritual intuition to determine that it was Black Dream Tapir.

He immediately drew the "Sword of Courage" and, illuminated by the Crimson Moon of the Dream, leaped from the top of the cliff. The Hood of his Cloak flipped up, revealing long black hair, delicate features, and deep, light blue Eyes.

Boom!

The Blazing White blue Flames pinned the bear-like black shadow to the ground, blasting it to pieces.

The fragments of shadow moved swiftly, recombine in the distance to form the shape of a tapir.

This is not a real Dream. Most of the damage cannot be reflected in the physical body and therefore cannot cause direct death. At most, it will cause mental damage and leave the person in a vegetative state!

The bear-like Black Dream Tapir turned to Lumian and growled softly.

With this roar, the scenery around Lumian changed, from the Primeval Forest at the bottom of the cliff to the Cordou Village near the Green Grassland under the Blue Sky and White Clouds.

Lumian returned to the Old Tavern, where a Absinthe, floating with a dreamy green hue, was placed before him, and the tavern was filled with Guillaume Pierre.

They were telling vulgar jokes and slandering people from other villages.

The familiar aroma of wine wafted into Lumian's nostrils, Outer Deity of the Old Tavern reflected Aurora's house. A figure wearing a light blue Long Dress and with thick Blond Hair hair was sitting on the roof, hugging her knees and gazing up at the sky.

One of the Black Dream Tapir's abilities is to use the happiness, joy, and pleasure it absorbs to immerse its target in the most cherished and beautiful scenes, making it difficult for them to extricate themselves.

Seeing the Women figure carrying the Iron-Black greatsword freeze in place, the Black Dream Tapir ran over on Past fours.

It wants to devour the entire scene and all the positive emotions that the other party experiences as a result.

Just then, it felt something Burning behind it and instinctively turned around.

It saw another Lumian, whose eyes Burning with invisible rage, and Lumian sword was covered in blazing Black Flame.

Lumian, lost in memories of the past Cordou Village, vanished quickly, leaving only a Mirror.

Lumian raised the "Sword of Courage," Burning the "Flames of Destruction," and cleaved the Black Dream Tapir in two from top to bottom.

Knowing full well that he could never go back to the life in Cordou Village, the more he missed that wonderful time, the more he was provoked, his heart ached, and his anger surged!

Within the slight explosion, suppressed black Flames of madness and violence clung to the two shadows of the Black Dream Tapir, continuously burning them until they became noticeably fainter.

The shadows of the Black Dream Tapir merged again several dozen meters away, but were much weaker than before. It seemed that Lumian's "Flames of Destruction" had truly damaged the part of its consciousness that had seeped into this Dream.

Fear flashed in the eyes of this Spirit World Creature, which suddenly stood upright, its Gloom eyes turning blood red.

It needs to use Dream to transform into one of the most feared and dreaded images in the target's dream, thereby Intimidation the target and creating an opportunity for its own consciousness to escape the Dream and smoothly return to the Spirit World.

In the blink of an eye, the Black Dream Tapir's body swelled to an extraordinary size, emanating an aura of extreme madness, cruelty, bloodshed, and violence.

It also created Flames that were almost invisible.

The next second, the Black Dream Tapir let out a scream of extreme fear and Pain.

It was ignited by the invisible fire it created, and its body was filled with the terrifying aura it Imitation, almost causing it to lose itself.

Seeing this, Lumian was stunned for a moment, then curled the corners of his lips and chuckled softly, "An image that can evoke fear and dread in me isn't so easy to fake."

Is the "Blood Emperor" someone you can Imitation?

Imitation the True God inevitably leads to retribution!

The Black Dream Tapir was writhing in Pain within its Dream, yet it could not extinguish the invisible Flames burning within it.

It struggled to break free of the Dream, but Lumian did not stop it. Instead, he activated the Black Mark on his right shoulder and followed it to the Spirit World.

In the Dream, Kaiwell, in the form of corpse parts, saw That One girl carrying Crimson Moon slay the bear-like shadow Monster twice, setting it ablaze. Gradually, Kewell's fear and dread lessened.

He stared blankly at that elegant and clean profile, at those slightly pursed pale red lips, at that bright and beautiful face so different from the greatsword she wielded, and felt as if he were dreaming.

No, this really is Dream.

Lumian chased it to a certain place in the Spirit World and saw that the Black Dream Tapir's true form had spontaneously Burning. Its Pain howls caused the strange creatures around it to stay away.

Lumian, Past a Black Flame that restrained the rage and intensity, letting it land on the Black Dream Tapir.

In just a few seconds, the Spirit World Creature was completely Burning, turning into tiny specks of dark powder.

Lumian stretched out his palm and caught the powder.

In the Observatory District, in the Apartment that Lumian rented for Lugano and Ludwig.

A little boy dressed in a formal suit and wearing a small bow tie poured nearly 100 milliliters of Lenzqi into a glass, then added Black Dream Tapir powder, lemon juice, ice cubes, a type of Sugar Wine, and other ingredients.

In the end, the glass of strong liquor, brimming with Golden background.

"Wow, this makes me really want to drink it," Franca exclaimed with anticipation.

She Lumian, while Jenna sat on Lumian's other side.

Ludwig suddenly grabbed the "Cocktail" and hid it behind his back.

He stated very firmly, "It's only enough for two people!"

"You drink with Anthony," Lumian decided directly.

While Franca was slightly disappointed, Ludwig beamed, grabbed another glass, poured in nearly half a "Cocktail," and handed it to Anthony.

This cocktail is called ' The Color of Dreams '.

It takes effect one minute after you drink it.

After Anthony took the "Color of Dreams," Ludwig gulped down his portion.

Franca said deliberately, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for someone so young to drink strong liquor? They need to be properly disciplined."

Her Exam Paper was ready, just waiting for Anthony to finish his promotion and "test" Ludwig.

As Ludwig shivered inexplicably, Anthony composed himself and drank the "Color of Dreams."

It was both bitter and sweet, intense and gentle, igniting the esophagus, mouth, and Stomach while bringing an intoxicating sensation.

This is Dream.

While waiting for the "Color of Dreams" to take effect, Anthony began concocting the Potion.

Franca took the opportunity to say to Lumian and Jenna, "The leader of the Emperor Party is a man named Louis. He claims to have the blood of the Gustav Family and is Descendants of Emperor Roselle."

According to Niseya's intelligence, some Core Member of the Emperor Party felt that Louis Gustav had become somewhat strange, more mysterious, and more dignified on the day of the Whirlpool Incident.

"He and the book were secretly planning something, which only a very few of his confidants in the entire Emperor Party knew what it was."

"Niseya has a strong desire to express herself and take revenge on society. She has taken the initiative to contact one of Louis Gustav's confidants. I plan to ask '007's' side to cooperate and create an opportunity for her..."

Louis is a common name in Trier and Intis, just like Pierre and Guillaume.

Lumian nodded slightly, but before he could say anything, Anthony had already prepared the Potion and drunk the Gloom liquid dotted with Gray-White light.

The flavor of "Dreamwalker" is similar to that of "The Color of Dreams"—both are complex and chaotic, containing a great deal of information.

Lumian and the others remained silent, intently watching Anthony in case of any unforeseen events.

They saw that their teammate's face sometimes showed Gray-White scales, and sometimes became Blood-Colored, as if his soul had left his body, and his eyes Cavern and lifeless, as if he had lost his self-awareness.

After a while, Anthony's eyes first Gloom, then a light shone through them.

"It was a success," Anthony said, his emotions rarely showing. "That feeling of looking down on the world, looking down on everyone's Dream, was so captivating. I almost didn't want to wake up."

After expressing his feelings, he composed himself and briefly explained the abilities granted by the "Dreamwalker" Potion:

"I can directly see the shape of the Mind World, see the Collective Subconscious Sea, and 'guide' the target step by step to reveal the secrets in their heart through Change in Dream..."

"I can also influence the target little by little by 'modifying' Dream, making them do things they wouldn't normally do. This is equivalent to a gentler, more covert, and less likely to be detected by higher-level targets through 'hypnosis,' but it takes a considerable amount of time to complete..."

"I can now directly enter Dream, hide within Dream, and jump from one Dream to Dream, but the distance between two Dream cannot exceed five hundred meters..."

"A kind of ' Teleportation ' that is limited by environment and distance," Lumian commented simply.

Anthony nodded:

"It's called ' Dream Traversal,' and for me, it consumes very little spiritual energy."

Lumian smiled, stood up, and said, "Now, every member of our team is at Sequence 5 or higher."

A few days later, Anthony went to work at the "Green Tree Clinic" as usual.

Around noon, Nurse brought in a Patient.

That was Kaiwell, a young man aspiring to a political career, who was currently serving as a staff member for the National Convention.

"Doctor. Reid, I'm feeling much better lately, and I haven't Nightmare for days," Kaiwell said happily to Anthony.

He still trusted Anthony, after all, the Psychiatrist had indeed improved his condition before.

"This is your own victory; you've passed that stage." Anthony congratulated him without any unusual gesture.

Kaiwell touched his Golden sideburns, hesitated for a moment, and said, "My condition improved four days ago. That night, I was Nightmare. In the dream, a girl descended under a huge Crimson Moon and saved me."

"She... she's the most beautiful and elegant girl I've ever seen, but my memory of that Dream is becoming increasingly hazy. Mr. Reid, can you find a way to make me remember her forever, to never forget her? Or, can you let me draw her? Perhaps, in reality, there are girls as beautiful as her..."

Anthony looked at Kaiwell and said carefully, "I'm sorry, I can't help you with this. Becoming obsessed with Dream will lead you to another extreme. As your Psychiatrist, I can't push you into the Abyss. I must tell you that it's an illusion you can't reach."

Kaiwell remained silent for a moment, then sighed in utter disappointment:

"All right."

Observatory District, Left Street.

Alone in her Apartment, Lumian stood by the window, pondering what she needed to do next:

"The treasure vault of the ' Blue Avenger '... but Mr. ' The Hanged Man ' only allowed me to explore it once..."

"Go to Bansy Harbor and find the place where the problem might be, use the Corpse Oil Candle..."

As soon as Lumian thought of this, he instinctively turned halfway to the side and saw the "Magician" Lady appear accompanied by starlight.

The holder of the Major Arcana smiled and said, "You should be able to collect your reward today. I'll take you somewhere."