Battle at the Research Institute

"Are you okay?"

Dream Qilin on the Cube looked at Martin and asked anxiously.

"I'm fine. Just a small problem." Martin waved his hand and straightened up again. "They found my weakness. They're attacking me through the dream... so fast."

Martin looked at the Cube and said gravely, "Don't stop. Keep reducing the number of Black Fragments. The more of them there are, the worse their interference with the dream becomes."

"Hold them off for a while. I'm looking for a way to deal with them..."

Hearing this, Mo Ling inside the Cube accelerated the teleportation. Now that Li Luo and Old Ping had both been rescued, it no longer had to hold back.

It expanded the Teleportation Frame to its maximum size, directly selecting a vast stretch of sky and sweeping away the Black Fragments.

One enormous void after another appeared in the Colored Mist, stirring the already murky haze into even greater chaos. The leaking Dream Energy obeyed no physical laws at all. Rather than rushing into the voids due to air pressure like ordinary gases, it transformed into all kinds of shapes and probed into the holes.

Some became insect limbs, crawling along the edges of the voids.

Some became tree roots, spreading inward through the voids.

Some turned into colorful phantoms of the buildings in Dream City, slowly piling upward from the bottoms of the voids.

These transformed things were still colorful, possessing only outlines. In essence, they remained gas—hazy and indistinct, flickering in and out of view within the Colored Mist. Yet Mo Ling could somehow sense a feeling of "vividness" from them.

The insect limbs trembled faintly, the tree roots still carried clumps of soil, the cameras on the buildings slowly rotated, and neon lights mingled with the Colored Mist...

The Dream Energy had