Dream Travel

Chapter 379 You are the Battery

This alien realm is a hellish place of about two thousand square kilometers. It's not very big, but a large number of demons have set their sights on it.

According to the original plan, the demons intended to pull out the entire Demon Territory, since the Origin of the Otherworld is much larger than the Demon Territory.

If the Source of Another Dream were more powerful, the area of ​​Hell that could be pulled out would be even larger, but considering the Demon Lord's control over the Demon Territory.

It would be a pretty good result if we could just pull out the Demon Lord.

The alien realm that has appeared now is much smaller than the Demon Territory, not even one-tenth the size.

The pressure of allocation suddenly increased significantly.

This place is so small, and all the demons present want to take it all for themselves, but so far, no demon has been able to do so.

Therefore, the final allocation will be much more competitive, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, at least half of the demons present will be eliminated.

Their original plans all failed, all the demons suffered losses, and the original agreement was no longer valid.

The demons present would not acknowledge that agreement, since it was based on the premise that demonic power could be completely brought into reality.

Now that the Demon Territory has become an alien realm and its area has shrunk drastically, who still abides by that agreement?

Even if we comply, there won't be enough to go around. This is like seizing territory, not buying a house!

No demon wanted to make an exception and occupy that pitiful few-kilometer radius of hell.

In the ensuing competition, the more native demons are eliminated, the more of the remaining demons will be able to divide up the Hellish Realm.

In their eyes, Luxembla was already the first place to be cleared out.

Why did this guy suffer a setback before even starting a new competition? Besides, his strength isn't even enough to crack the top ten among these demons.

Then let's prepare to kick him out first.

"..." Luxembla also sensed the ill intentions of this group of scumbags and was preparing to find a collaborator. The first person he thought of was that succubus dragon.

Although the other party was a lousy character, that succubus was indeed better than him in combat, and the two had already established a trading relationship.

The foundation for further cooperation has already been laid, and he still has time, even if it is confirmed that the Hellish Realm is beneficial to them.

The native demons here won't act immediately either.

The area where the Hellish Realm is located is sealed off, and the survivors can help them confirm more useful information.

Once the humans have done enough testing, it will be time for them to make their move.

On the edge of the hellish realm, Bai Mu stepped into the realm. Although the air inside was still harsh and the effects of the Dream Erosion made his skin sting, it was all within his tolerance.

Bai Mu was experiencing a foreign land for the first time and was very curious about everything there, but this curiosity came and went quickly.

He was all too familiar with this alien world; it was exactly the same as the previous Dream Hell.

Aside from the continuous damage from Dream Erosion, the air quality, soil quality, and other factors are almost identical, making this a complete replica of the Otherworld Hell.

There are no more demon lords, but there are still quite a few demons active here.

Those demons weren't much different from the local demons.

Some of them charged straight at the white curtain upon seeing it. Compared to the demons in the Otherworld Hell, they couldn't communicate and were even more ferocious.

Bai Mu's demonic greatsword blocked the demon's attack, knocking it aside.

The demon struggled to its feet and continued its attack.

The white curtain summoned Luxembla back into existence.

"!? Ah! Where am I!?" The newly arrived Luxenbra felt extremely uncomfortable, and the surrounding dream erosion caused him intense pain.

While Dream Erosion was harming him, it also seemed to be forcibly distorting his state of being. However, this distortion was corrected as soon as it appeared by the mental power that sustained him.

The fragments of Luxembla's spirit were blasted away by the alien demon amidst a howl.

Enraged, Luxembla immediately rushed over and tore the demon to pieces.

He endured the excruciating pain of the dream's corrosive power, glaring at the white curtain: "Are you insane? You actually went straight into another realm?"

"What can we do if we don't come in? There are primal demons watching outside. We might as well come in and see if there's anything useful."

“Useful things? You might as well find a powerful primordial demon to serve.” Luxembra said, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He glanced at the demon corpse beside him; the dead demon began to dissolve, and soon even the corpse was gone.

Lexenberg continued, "He had a soul, but it was taken away. This alien realm should have retained the characteristics of the original Hell."

“Souls? Where did they come from… wait a minute.” Bai Mu thought of the humans who died in the alien land. After a moment of silence, he said, “Let’s investigate other places first.”

"You're trying to kill me with pain!" Luxembla retorted loudly.

Bai Mu reached out and pulled him into the demonic greatsword, which was engulfed in raging hellfire.

Just as he expected, after being enchanted by a demon, the weapon was able to truly unleash its power.

"You're using me as a battery..." Although Luxembra was unhappy, maintaining the enchanted state made him feel much better.

He had time to observe Bai Mu's condition. Bai Mu had slight traces of dream erosion on his body, but the injuries caused by the dream erosion quickly healed. Was this really a Dreamwalker?
Lexenberg's mental fragments had some doubts, but he lacked the memories of the original body and only had vague impressions of many things.

A normal dreamwalker wouldn't be like White Curtain.

However, Luxembla's mental fragments came up with a way to operate.

"Stop looking for anything. There are no normal things in this alien world. I suddenly have a good idea that might help you leave here safely."

"Hmm? Tell me about it."

"Hehehe, then we'll see if you dare to take the risk." The fragment of Lexenberg's mind was also going all out.

The original entity outside is watching him intently. Through his connection with the original entity, he fiercely mocked and provoked it. If he is caught, his fate will not be good.

If he doesn't do that, the consequences of being caught will be just as bad, so why not make himself stand out a little more?
Bai Mu cannot escape; he will not have a good ending, and neither will Bai Mu himself.

Therefore, taking risks is necessary.

"explain."

"Use Dream Erosion! This alien realm is filled with Dream Erosion. As long as you bear a large amount of Dream Erosion, no demon will dare to touch you before the Dream Erosion disappears!"

Bai Mu was speechless: "Are they idiots? Watching me run away?"

"Don't you have legs? They won't let you run, can't you run by yourself?"

"Ah, that makes sense, but we need to deal with the new problem first."

Bai Mu watched the figure rapidly approaching from afar, then swung his demonic greatsword, unleashing a torrent of hellfire.

The fragment of Lexenberg's mind grumbled in dissatisfaction. Its existence was maintained by the White Curtain, and its power source was also the White Curtain. Using it as a battery now would only deplete the White Curtain's mental energy.

In his enchanted state, he functions more like a converter.

Damn it, how can there be such a person? And what kind of thing is that being who imparts knowledge to the White Curtain Demon...? He's such a devil!

The arriving demon reached out and blocked the hellfire. The flames exploded, and the force of the explosion dissipated around the demon.

The demon, stretching out its hand, looked at its smoking palm and stared at the white curtain: "Humans shouldn't be in Hell. Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Bai Mu stared at the demon. The other party gave Bai Mu a strange feeling. It was somewhat like a demon lord, but seemed to be stronger than a demon lord.

He has already become stronger through the Dream Mist, so fighting the Demon Lord won't be as difficult for him anymore.

"I am...?" The demon looked slightly bewildered.

The fragment of Lexenberg's mind couldn't help but remind White Curtain: "What are you still standing there for? Take this opportunity to cut him down!"

"No," Bai Mu refused.

The demon snapped out of his daze. He remained silent, a thoughtful expression on his face. "I seem to have forgotten my real name. Hmm... I should be the Demon Grand Duke."

"Aaaaaah, run!!" Luxembla shouted urgently.

The Demon Grand Duke glanced at the greatsword in Bai Mu's hand: "Your weapon is noisy. I was supposed to be the Demon Grand Duke's projection, but I am not now."

At this point, the projection of the demon duke revealed a dangerous smile: "This place is definitely hell, albeit a bit small and strange, but it's not a place where humans can move around—"

boom--!
The white curtain exploded, and the Demon Duke's projection wiped the scorch marks off his palm.

He frowned slightly. He was no longer a projection, but he had lost his true name as the Demon Grand Duke. However, this also meant that he had severed ties with the original Demon Grand Duke.

The problem is that losing one's real name has a huge impact on demons; the biggest impact is that demons are essentially "closing their accounts" in Hell.

His memory is also greatly incomplete. When the Demon Grand Duke maintained the projection, it was directly connected, so the projection was directly controlled by the main body.

Now that it's been cut, the Demon Grand Duke won't retain a complete memory of what happened during the cutting process.

However, he still retained a lot of his memories, except for the most important part: his real name.

He remembered fighting a battle against another demon lord for control of a demon territory, the reason for which seemed to be an unusual collapse of the demon territory.

There are no more details. He appeared here because he was targeted by another demon duke, which led to his defeat and being swallowed by a crack.

Then I found myself in this familiar yet strange, and particularly cramped, hell.

He could re-engrave a new real name, but why would he do that?

This hell is abnormal to begin with. Inscribing your true name will only trap you here. It's better to use the true names of humans. The white curtain that comes to our door is just right.

His power is far inferior to that of the Demon Grand Duke.

But he has ample combat experience; he should be able to handle a mere human...

A violent aura emanated from behind the demon. The demon opened its eyes wide, turned slightly, and saw a pair of golden eyes.

The demon's newly deployed shield was shattered by the giant sword, which was as big as a door, and he was sent flying.

"..."

(End of this chapter)