This was the first time [Spirituality Pressure] had been completely ineffective.
[Spirituality Pressure] was strongest when making eye contact with the target, but surely it should not have had no effect at all?
Elsa frowned. She vaguely sensed something strange, but there was no time to think it through. The Lord of Dreams was about to charge in.
Without hesitation, she activated [Hypnosis].
This ability required eye contact with the target, and prolonged eye contact at that. In theory, it should not have worked on a Lord of Dreams whose eyes she could not see.
Yet Elsa could feel that [Hypnosis] had successfully activated. Simply staring at the Lord of Dreams' enormous body had produced the effect of eye contact.
But-
"It's too late."
Elsa shook her head, a trace of regret crossing her face.
Once she successfully activated [Hypnosis], she could estimate roughly how long it would take to hypnotize the target.
For this Lord of Dreams-it would take at least ten to twenty minutes.
Right now, whether she could even hold out for ten to twenty seconds was in question. The Lord of Dreams had already squeezed half its body inside and was about to come through.
This body of hers could not even manage strenuous exercise. She had no more options.
If the Lord of Dreams killed her, she would remain in the dream world forever, unable to leave. She could not take that risk.
Elliot watched the cards eject from the [Dream Entry] slot and silently set them aside.
After discovering that she could not stand against the Lord of Dreams, he had decisively controlled Elsa to choose suicide.
Suicide came at no cost. It was better than dying at the hands of the Lord of Dreams.
"Something really has gone terribly wrong with the Dream