Dream Travel

Chapter 333 You're Good at Courting Death

"Where are we going?" Luciela asked White Curtain with a slight dissatisfaction as she carried a large pile of hell metal.

She was the last person who wanted to do this kind of hard labor, but Bai Mu just loved making her do it.

When it comes to moving things, Agatha is more suitable, as the huge chassis formed by the other person's body can hold far too many items.

"Go find the hellfire lava."

"Are you familiar with this place?"

"I'm not familiar with it, but I have connections."

Bai Mu took out a communicator, whose indicator light was already lit, meaning it could receive the corresponding signal.

"Hello, 66642, what do you need?" the supply station chief asked after the communication was established. The information about this number had been updated from the camp.

The supply depot was already aware of this number.

"I'm looking for a place with lava. Do you have any information? Even if there are demons, it doesn't matter."

"Yes, but the exact location is quite far," the station chief said. They could confirm the approximate direction of the white curtain and analyze its position.

"It's okay, just tell me."

“Okay…” The stationmaster of the supply station provided Bai Mu with a location via radio and warned him, “There are demons there, please be careful.”

"I see."

After obtaining the location information, Bai Mu immediately changed direction, as the station chief of the supply station had clearly stated the coordinates when providing them.

That place has a lava river, which is not uncommon in Hell, but there are more demons active there.

Due to their physical constitution, some demons can bathe in lava, and the power of hellfire lava also helps demons increase their strength.

Therefore, such places are usually occupied by demons. For the human faction, such places allow them to better refine hellrock and hellmetal.

Those are the more suitable places to build blast furnaces for refining hell metal, but if humans build them that way, they will easily attract the attention of demons.

Although demons are brutal, they are not beasts; they can also use their brains.

After humans built the corresponding blast furnaces, demons would attack those places and seize the corresponding areas, resulting in numerous wars between the human and demon factions.

"Alright, that's enough for today. I need to rest." Bai Mu stopped after finding a nice spot and said to Luciela.

Lucy Ella glanced around at her surroundings. There were still some withered plants to be seen. Clearly, even some of the plants in Hell couldn't withstand the environment there.

"Can't you wait until tonight?"

"Night? I haven't seen night in a week I've been here." Bai Mu glanced at the sky. In Hell, you can't even see the sun, but here it's always daytime.

No, it should be described as a dark red weather condition.

Luciela tossed the huge pile of hell metal aside and reverted to her human form.

She disliked the air in hell; it was filled with the smell of sulfur, and the air was also very irritating to the skin.

She said to Bai Mu, "If you stay in this kind of environment for too long, you'll become rough."

"What? You're complaining?" Bai Mu put the weapon case on the ground and lay down on it. In a lousy environment like Hell, there's no place to rest properly.

“I don’t mind, just remember to shave,” Luciela said casually, while Lafayette stood by, somewhat at a loss.

She had heard about her sister's relationship with the White Curtain from Lucyella.

Lucy Ella spoke casually about it, saying the experience was very good and she was willing to try it if she wanted.

Bai Mu rubbed his face: "This lousy environment in Hell... I'm going to take a nap first. You guys keep watch."

After saying that, he closed his eyes. There is no sun in hell, so there is no glaring sunlight.

Luciela sat on the pile of hell metal, casually picked up a piece, and sharp mouths appeared on her palm as she crunched and gnawed at the metal.

After trying it, she tossed the piece of hell metal aside, glanced back at the sleeping Bai Mu, and felt that Bai Mu had gone to unnecessary trouble.

Could the weapons made from these collected metals really compare to the Dream Eater Greatsword he's currently using?

"Lend me your camera."

"...If you bother me again, you can be my mattress." Bai Mu slightly opened his eyes, took out a camera from the weapon box, and tossed it to Lucy Ella.

Lucyella didn't mind. After getting the camera, she dragged Lafayette to a large rock nearby and took pictures while gazing into the distance.

Although there are no beautiful sights in Hell, the dark red, despairing scene here is quite something.

At least it was completely different from the hell described in the stories; she didn't see any wandering dead in hell along the way.

All that could be seen was an endless wilderness, with even mountains rarely visible.

“Little sister, come here, let me take your picture.” Lucyella fiddled with the lava flower.

Lafayette was quite accommodating to her sister's enthusiasm; at least now that she was no longer burdened by the mission of the greatsword, she had no complaints about her life.

Living with her sister, Luciela no longer seemed like a cannibalistic awakened being.

So what else could she possibly be dissatisfied with? As for sleeping inside the weapon case, she doesn't feel the passage of time, so it doesn't matter to her.

Lucy Ella took a lot of photos, and several hours later, she looked up at the sky.

Just as Bai Mu said, hell seemed to have no night, so much so that she didn't have a real sense of the passage of time during this period.

In other words, the time displayed on the camera tells her how much time has passed.

After taking a few photos of the white screen, Lucyella's expression hardened slightly, and she tossed the camera to Lafayette: "Something's coming, I'll go check it out."

"Sister, be careful." Lahuana returned to the vicinity of the white curtain.

Luciela approached the place where the anomaly had been discovered; it wasn't a demon there, but a beast from hell.

It wasn't a wolf, but a creature similar to a wild boar.

However, they looked much fiercer than normal wild boars.

As Lucyella passed by, the Hellboar crouched low and charged forward.

Faced with the charging wild boars, Lucia stretched out her hand and pressed it onto the head of one of them, slamming its head to the ground. The force of the charge lifted the boar off its feet.

The remaining wild boars continued to charge, but their necks were wrapped around the two tails, and they were slammed heavily to the ground.

She did not fully awaken during the process. This hellish beast was not strong; many hellish beasts were actually at a disadvantage in hell.

Those demons are not ordinary humans; they are easily overwhelmed when facing wild beasts.

After killing the hell boars, Luciela dragged the corpses back.

The creatures of hell are not tasty, at least not to her; the flesh and blood of demons have a lingering sulfurous smell.

Although she was eating meat, it felt like she was gnawing on charcoal. It tasted similar to the flavor of a hellish beast, but she thought Bai Mu would eat it.

"Who would eat this stuff!" Bai Mu looked at the hellish boars, or maybe some other creatures, with disgust. They certainly didn't look appetizing. These things not only had thick hides, but also sharp spikes.

Amidst cursing and swearing, Bai Mu sliced ​​open the Hell Boar's hide with a single sword stroke. Looking at the dark red flesh, he hesitated slightly before—

"Let's try baking it first."

"You really intend to eat it?" Lucyella was shocked.

"It wouldn't hurt to try it," Bai Mu muttered, starting a fire with dried plants from hell and making hellish roasted meat.

While chatting with Luxembla, I asked, "Have you ever had this kind of grilled meat?"

“I only remember that my hell didn’t have this thing,” Luxembla replied, “not every hell is the same.”

The hell in his native world is even more brutal.

"I ate dog meat in hell."

"Huh? Cerberus?"

"...Some of them probably can't be eaten; they're just ordinary hellhounds."

Lexenberg really wanted to explain the difference between hellhounds and hellhounds to White Curtain, but his memory loss left him unsure how to do so.

"However, humans are very likely to die from eating the flesh of hellish creatures, but if they can withstand it, they might undergo a slight demonization change."

"Isn't this different from living in a hellish environment year-round?" Bai Mu asked, slightly surprised.

"Pretty much, except that eating the flesh of hellish creatures speeds up the process. As long as you don't die, anything can happen."

Luxembla casually explained, "Anyway, hell is chaotic. Once you die, that's it. Only by surviving can new possibilities arise."

However, for most humans who fall into hell, death is the inevitable end—you actually ate it!?

Bai Mu stuffed a piece of roasted meat into his mouth, and a strong smell of sulfur rushed up, a smell that no amount of seasoning could mask.

"This is awful!" Bai Mu spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"...I'm starting to look forward to you becoming a demon. Perhaps you can become the Demon Grand Duke." Seeing that Bai Mu only found the food unpalatable and didn't seem to have any other discomfort, Lexenberg actually felt a little expectant.

He couldn't stop Bai Mu from courting death, so he might as well watch Bai Mu court death and then turn into a demon.

"How about this?" Bai Mu took out a fleshy ball.

"Huh? Who made this for you?" Luxenbra sensed a trace of demonic power contained within the fleshy ball and was somewhat surprised.

"Is there a problem?" Bai Mu tossed the meatball in his hand.

"No... but this isn't something an ordinary person can make; an average person would easily die from overeating it."

After observing for a moment, Luxembla said that the fleshy ball contained a small amount of demonic power, but it was harmless in nature.

However harmless it may seem, it is still relatively harmless because it involves the power of demons.

People who can digest it will be fine after eating it, but for ordinary people, eating this stuff can really kill them.

"I remember that demon pattern from back then... wait a minute."

Bai Mu recalled the demon pattern that Lily had made before, and he carved out a wooden board and tried to draw it.

Lexenberg was shocked: "What are you doing?"

"Let's see if we can process this meat this way."

Although the meat of the Hell Boar was hard to eat, Bai Mu didn't intend to waste it.

"What a joke! The demonic script you use in reality is unlikely to work in this dream world. Besides, you can't just scribble this stuff around—oh, you want to try fishing?"

Lexenberg realized something and immediately changed his tune: "You'd better be careful. If you can beat them, just kill them. If you can't, then run away as fast as you can."

"Let's see if it can be successful first."

Bai Mu examined the demonic writing on the wooden board repeatedly, and after perfecting the final step, he placed the 'sacrifice' on it.

However, the demon pattern on the wooden board did not react at all.

After waiting a few minutes, he sighed, "Looks like it won't work."

"Hmph, that's perfectly normal. If the demon associated with this demonic pattern can influence otherworldly dreams from reality, how powerful would it be?"

"That's right, then let's do it like this... Oops?"

As Bai Mu spoke, he saw the flesh on the wooden board begin to melt away, turning into sulfurous smoke that spread outwards.

The demonic patterns drawn in blood on the wooden board had also dried up and become incomplete.

Bai Mu quickly checked the camera, which showed the photos from earlier. Ever since he got this device, he liked to take pictures whenever he had free time.

"What kind of situation is this?"

Lexenberg said, somewhat bewildered, "I don't know..."

"You being a fragment of the mind is truly remarkable."

“Then you should find a way to destroy my original body and perfect me,” Luxembla said matter-of-factly.

He was truly sorry to be a fragment of his mind, but his tone was somewhat wistful: "You're quite talented. If you weren't strong enough, you would definitely be one of the fastest to die among humans."

Although Luxembra's memory is incomplete, what is happening now is definitely something that was wrong when White Curtain was creating the demon pattern.

It would be one thing to make a mistake, but to actually produce an effect... Well, that's normal, after all, this is Hell, which has a natural advantage over demonic script.

Even if these demonic words are not from this hell, the words are connected to the power of demons, and such words are somewhat compatible in different hells.

When it comes to using demonic script, unless one is very proficient in its existence, haphazardly messing with it can easily lead to minor or major problems.

Those people are only capable of causing trouble, not of cleaning up the mess.

Bai Mu is different. His combat strength is not weak. If he really causes something, and something jumps out of the demon pattern, that's all there is to it.

It's still uncertain who will eat whom.

Thinking of this, the spirit enchanted on the greatsword by Lexenbra couldn't help but lick its lips.

He wondered what Bai Mu's tinkering would turn into; he was a little hungry...

"Hmm? No, this demon symbol you're using is supposed to summon demonic power, but you got the steps wrong. The meaning should be the same, just the process has changed..."

Lexenberg's memories are incomplete, but he still has some understanding of the use of demonic script.

After realizing he was inexplicably hungry, he guessed that the demonic pattern created by the white curtain was the effect.

It's probably about summoning demons by arousing their 'appetite'.

What will happen when the demons that arrive later can't find anything to whet their appetites...? What else can they do? There's a perfectly good living person waiting to be eaten!
(End of this chapter)