Dream Travel

Chapter 368 Where is this for?
"Tell me! What happened?" The devil's voice rang out behind the investigator, who sneered inwardly.

How could I possibly give information to these demons... No, these are foreign demons!

So he pretended to be afraid of death, intending to stall for time and try to get the shells to hit him there. Since he was going to die anyway, he figured it wouldn't hurt to hold on a little longer and take a demon with him.

"I..." The investigator, who was about to speak, froze. The fear of death surged up inexplicably. He knew he was going to die, and he didn't want to die, but he accepted his fate.

This is hell, not some peaceful place. Casualties are to be expected.

Every living being has the fear of death, but he was able to suppress it. However, the fear of death that has now erupted has shattered his will.

"I...I don't want to die..."

"Then tell me what you want!" The alien demon's hand moved, causing the investigator's chest to shatter further.

The investigator's expression relaxed slightly, and his overwhelming fear lessened considerably; however, his will had already been broken.

Once the pain and fear subsided, he quickly recounted what had happened.

The foreign demon who made the move looked grim. The death of the demon lord was unexpected; he had come here to investigate because he noticed that the humans' behavior was not quite right.

But they never expected this to happen. That was a demon lord, a high-ranking demon who had driven them away when they attacked.

He was killed by a human?
Is Demon Lord Helrein a piece of trash? No... he might have been taken advantage of.

In the Demon Territory, to prevent the Demon Lord from suspecting their motives, the battle must actually take place.

If they crumble at the first touch and abandon the Skull of the Otherworldly Dream Source to run away, even if the Demon Lord is completely brainless, he will still suspect that there is something wrong with the Skull of the Otherworldly Dream Source.

Once the actual battle is over, the item becomes the demon lord's spoils of war, and the other side will no longer have any suspicions.

After all, the Skull of the Otherworldly Dream Source was obtained by the Demon Lord through his own abilities; something obtained through such skill could hardly be problematic.

Because it was a real battle, they used many of their trump cards, which resulted in the demon lord being in a very bad state.

This wouldn't have been a problem originally.

Give the demon lord some time to rest, and he will recover quickly. However, a whole host of other problems arise afterward.

This even led to the demon lord being killed by an outsider when he was in poor condition.
There are indeed experts among humans, but those who didn't hide their abilities well have all died.

With the Demon Lord dead, the Skull of the Otherworldly Dream Source has most likely been destroyed as well.

The foreign demon's expression turned ugly. He shook off the scout whose chest was pierced by claws, leaving the man writhing and struggling in pain on the ground.

"I don't want to die—" The scout on the ground was filled with fear. As his life slipped away, his fear of death grew stronger.

The foreign demons had no time to fully savor the intense fear.

A shell fell from the sky and exploded where he was.

"Damn it—"

The explosion subsided, and the foreign demon roared in disarray, as more than a dozen malevolent and murderous gazes fixed on him.

Those were local demons; a dozen or so demons, engrossed in a bloody battle, charged toward him.

"Whoa! What's going on?" Bai Mu waved his weapon case to block the explosion not far away.

I don't know what happened, but the shells that were hitting so accurately not long ago are suddenly malfunctioning.

It's not that the shells weren't accurate enough, but that they weren't good enough. Back then, the shells could avoid the area where he was fighting, but now the shells land much more randomly.

Sometimes it seems like it's aimed at him.

This forced White Curtain to constantly use long-range vision to observe the sky during battles.

In case we really get bombed.

It wasn't a chaotic, bloody battle; the pressure on the White Curtain was too great. The demons weren't like minions in a hack-and-slash game.

Among the demons immersed in bloody battles, powerful demons who have been promoted occasionally emerge.

If he is delayed by these powerful demons, the gaps cleared around him will be filled.

Now the White Curtain has released all the phantoms it can, and it will try to maximize the efficiency of killing demons.

However, he can't fly, making it too difficult for him to quickly escape the bloody battle.

"I can't hold on much longer." Livlu had already shattered countless Hellrock weapons, but the sheer number of demons was still despairing.

Her awakened body was already on the verge of collapse. Even with the support of the white curtain, her body continued to be injured, causing her mental state to deteriorate.

Her mental state deteriorated, and her control over her body also decreased.

Previously, wielding dozens of weapons was enough to accurately kill demons, but now that number has been reduced to less than twenty.

Her reduced control over her body made her more vulnerable to being harmed by demons.

"You want me to just wait to die?"

Livlu immediately shut up. Bai Mu's bare upper body didn't look injured, but Livlu knew that his condition wasn't much better.

The damage Bai Mu suffered was all recovered through her regenerative abilities.

"How much longer?"

"I don't know, but it will end." Bai Mu swung the demonic greatsword in his hand, the demonic characters on it glowing faintly, and a not-so-intense burst of hellfire swept out. The demons caught in the blast screamed as they were burned to a crisp. Bai Mu let out a slight breath, and with each kill, the bloodlust in his eyes grew stronger.

However, he did not lose his mind. He carried the condensed longsword with him, and the violent release of demonic energy would no longer intensify. External influences did not seem to be as strong.

Let's just keep killing like this for now.

He didn't lose his mind, so he thought of a breakthrough to solve the predicament—persistence is victory.

It doesn't matter whether you kill all the demons that make you unable to continue or avoid the demons that attack you.

All we need to do is stall for time.

He has dealt with all the sources of the alternate dreams, and the alternate dreams associated with them will soon be shut down.

Just like the sewer corpse Thorn back then, after he died, White Curtain was soon speared away by Another Dream.

He has also dealt with the source of the strange dreams here, and the next challenge is to forcibly expel the strange dreams.

In the midst of the bloody battle, the sound of artillery fire grew increasingly intense, and the human forces seemed to realize that time was running out.

So the bombing was completely unleashed.

A large number of demons were reduced to minced meat during the bombardment, and the white curtain moved directly under Agatha's awakened body to avoid being hit by the increasingly intense bombardment.

His behavior inevitably drew disapproving looks, but the awakened individual, who didn't particularly like wearing clothes, didn't say much.

If Bai Mu lives well, they can continue to live in another form. If he dies, they will be left in hell and picked up by some demon, which is even worse.

Agatha's awakened limbs were blown off after being hit by a cannonball, but since her awakened form has a spider-like structure, losing a leg has little impact.

As Bai Mu felt a subtle sense of unease, he heard a deafening explosion.

However, the polar night resulted in poor light transmission, and the radiance generated at the site of the Big Bang appeared very weak to him.

Without any hesitation, the white curtain dispelled the phantom summoning.

The few remaining Awakened Ones around him vanished on the spot.

Driven mad by the carnage, demons surged forth and surrounded them.

As Bai Mu swung his demonic greatsword, the approaching demon was cut in half at the waist, and the hazy feeling Bai Mu was experiencing grew stronger and stronger.

Before he could break through this hazy barrier, his vision blurred, and he vanished into the blood-stained hellish landscape.

The demons that had charged forward were momentarily stunned.

The reason they went mad because of the White Curtain is that the White Curtain possesses the 'power' of a demon lord.

That power was not received by the White Curtain, who was not a demon. Therefore, as long as they killed the White Curtain, they could obtain the power belonging to the demon lord.

This is what drives the demons completely mad, and even prevents chaotic battles.

However, the white curtain suddenly disappeared, as if it had been driven out of this hell. The demons lost their target and began a new chaotic bloody battle.

As the bloody battle progressed, the demons, having lost their demon lords, began to generate new 'powers'.

New demon lords will emerge from the ongoing chaotic bloodbath.

The human army that had originally launched a counterattack in the Demon Territory also vanished abruptly into Hell, leaving behind a large number of weapons at the site of the battle.

The demons, engrossed in the chaotic bloodbath, paid little attention to the weapons. Only a small number of demons who maintained their rationality actively sought out the heavy weapons.

They had experienced the power of these human weapons; their ultra-long-range bombing, spanning tens of kilometers, was not only more powerful than many demonic spells, but its range was also unmatched by demonic magic.

“These weapons…”

A mid-level demon stared at the weapon with some fascination. He decided that if he could advance and become a demon lord, he would definitely develop demon artisans to a great extent.

He will thoroughly master these human weapons, and with them, he will become the new demon lord of Hell!
boom--

Without signal calibration, the bombs mounted on the cannon exploded violently after the countdown ended, completely destroying the cannon and also dragging the mid-level demon into the explosion.

The bloody battle in the Demon Territory continues, while the polar night in Hell has just begun.

But the war here has little to do with reality anymore.

"Where is this?!"

The moment he was kicked out of the dream, Bai Mu relaxed. As for the fog, the situation was too urgent this time, and Bai Mu didn't have time to cover it up. If he was discovered, so be it; he was mentally prepared.

However, upon realizing that the surrounding environment was unfamiliar, Bai Mu, who had just relaxed, immediately became alert.

The Dream-Eater Imperial Arm quickly scanned his surroundings and spotted a large number of people. Without any hesitation, he...

They ran as fast as they could towards a less crowded area, while the others were still in a state of brief confusion.

Even those with quick reflexes only caught a glimpse of a hazy figure and couldn't make out the white curtain at all.

The mysterious mist that Bai Mu didn't want to expose has now become something that covers him up.

However, this fog wouldn't last long, so he had to act quickly.

(End of this chapter)