Dream Travel

Chapter 286 He Must Die
Eric looked at the mess in the nightclub with a grim expression. Bai Mu's act of kicking down the door was not unexpected.

After all, this guy's intention to come directly was too obvious, but he didn't expect that the original demon Luxenbra's hatred for the White Curtain would be so strong.

"I can give up developing here, but this guy must die!!" The voice of the demon Luxenbra rang out.

The souls he collected were completely burned, forming a temporary demonic body, and an intense sense of oppression enveloped the entire town.

This is the power of a primordial demon; even a projection of it can unleash power beyond human comprehension.

Within Rota City, he couldn't achieve this level of power. Due to the existence of defense agreements, his projection would be too strong and would be subject to intense suppression.

The town of Cthulhu has no defense agreement; merely consuming the souls of such a small number of demon cultists is enough for him to descend in a very powerful manner.

As a demon, he is only capable of taking other people's souls; he has never encountered a situation where someone forcibly takes away even a small part of his soul.
And twice!
If we don't kill Bai Mu, extract his soul, and torture him severely, and let other primordial demons find out about this, he will definitely become a laughing stock among those demons.

For this, Lexenberg was willing to give up all his offline presence in and around Rota, in exchange for this 'concession' to kill White Curtain.

If the arriving demon hunter team doesn't know what's good for them, he'll kill them all.

A single demon-hunting squad won't trigger a full-scale war between the Maple Crown Republic and him. Whether they can kill him is one thing, but once a full-scale war breaks out, the number of deaths will be far greater than just this few.

"What exactly did you do?" Alec was shocked by Luxembla's reaction.

Their main task this time was to clean up Luxembla's tentacles in Rota.

As a result, this primordial demon went all out to kill White Curtain.

The opponent is maintaining a strong state, but this state of maintenance is two-way.

On one side, Luxembra created a sufficiently strong temporary body by burning the souls of demon cultists, while on the other side, he also needed to expend energy to maintain the connection.

"It doesn't seem like a big deal..." Bai Mu said softly, "I'll take care of this, and you can keep those demon cultists, okay?"

“…Okay.” Elek knew now was not the time to discuss this in detail, since Bai Mu had already kicked down the door and brought in the BOSS.

Let's finish the game first and then talk about it.

This made Eric even more certain that White Curtain had deliberately lost when they were playing cards on the train.

"You'd better find somewhere else to fight," Elek reminded White Curtain.

As for Luxembla's proposal? They could never agree to it.

If it were the original demon itself here, considering the potential harm, they might feign compliance.

If they've agreed to something that's just a projection, then the demon-hunting forces of Rota City have no shame.

Although Luxembla's projection is powerful and affects the entire town, it's not insurmountable.

Such a projection won't last long, as long as they quickly eliminate those demon cultists, preventing Luxembra from acquiring more souls.

The other party's projection cannot be maintained for long.

"Shall we fight somewhere else?" Bai Mu looked at the revealed Luxenbra.

The latter, in a very unsportsmanlike manner, raised his hand and unleashed a demon fireball.

The explosion destroyed half of the dance hall. White curtain jumped out from the blast, and the remaining flames on his body quickly went out.

Among the Dream Erosion ingredients he ate were meats that increased fire resistance, giving him a certain degree of resistance to flames.

Although the burns were very painful, they weren't enough to cause serious injury.

As for the others, Bai Mu glanced at them and then looked away. Elek and the others were probably the elite of the Demon Hunter Squad.

The explosion of the demon fireball did not reduce their numbers, but they were not even injured.

Iris Red, on the other hand, burst into flames. Pale red flames spread from her hands to near her elbows, directly pushing away the demonic flames surrounding her. She punched a demon cultist not far away, who, still in a daze, was instantly engulfed in flames.

The opponent's demonic power became fuel.

The demon hunters didn't need Bai Mu's concern. Bai Mu refocused, swung the weapon case, and the resulting airflow blew away the flames around him.

Ling Shu fired repeatedly at Lexenbula, the lightning-infused mental bullets striking the demon and creating ripples of black energy.

The shadow protection on Luxembla ignored the attack from the white curtain.

However, as the White Curtain's output intensified, Ling Shu's attack strength increased instantly, and he approached Luxembla's projection at an extremely fast speed.

Ling Shu switched to shotgun mode, and its close-range shots blasted through the shadows.

The bullets crackling with lightning made Luxembla tremble all over, and his accumulated momentum faltered.

The white-clad spirit was aimed at his head, and violent lightning flashed on the gun. The scattered lightning attack blasted Luxembla back a distance.

"What!?" Lexenberg looked at the white curtain with slight astonishment, not expecting the white curtain's attack to be so powerful.

The original demon is more likely to see the true nature of things; to others, it seems that White Curtain was able to defeat him because of that weapon.

However, he could tell that for the weapon in the white curtain to unleash such power, the user needed to be strong enough, or at least physically strong enough!
The white curtain itself has no special power, yet it can use this weapon to such an extent—human genius!

The murderous intent in Lexenberg's eyes intensified.

These dream-like beings have been constantly eliminating human geniuses in reality; he alone has over a hundred human genius souls in his possession...

After all, he has been in this world for decades, so it's normal for him to have a few more souls like this.

At this moment, he wouldn't mind having one more soul like that.

It is precisely because of the torment of such souls that they have a greater effect.

The potential of a genius is beyond doubt. Demons need souls to enhance their power, at least demons of his type need souls.

A shadowy decapitation sword, wreathed in a dark light, took shape in Luxembla's hand.

He swung the sword down at the white curtain, the weapon imbued with a rather malevolent shadow power.

Within the range of this power, those with wavering spirits will be swallowed by the shadows.

Even if the shadows can be resisted, the dark glow emanating from the decapitation sword can still have a bewitching effect.

He is a demon of light and shadow, possessing both light and shadow powers. Light power is not holy; in the hands of a demon, light power is more dangerous than dark power.

Even if the power of shadow is blocked, those affected are likely to leave weaknesses, which is where the demon's light power can come into play.

Under this sword strike, Bai Mu felt his surroundings turn into darkness, as if he had fallen into a dark pocket and was about to be swallowed up.

A soft light shone above the pocket, like the only salvation in the darkness of despair...

Bai Mu frowned, channeling his mental energy into the weapon case. Lightning erupted from the weapon case, tearing through the surrounding darkness.

The gentle light of redemption was utterly crushed by the lightning. The demon's decapitation sword struck the weapon box in the white curtain, and the heavy blow shattered the ground beneath his feet.

But the decapitation sword ultimately failed to bring Bai Mu to the ground. Bai Mu, whose eyes had turned golden, held the Spirit Pivot against Lexenberg's chest.

Upon seeing the ornaments hanging on the spirit tablet, Luxembla's sinister grin froze.

The lightning-infused shotgun shells struck the demon's chest at close range, and for the first time, the demon let out an uncontrollable roar of pain.

(End of this chapter)