Dream Travel

Chapter 394 Separation
Besides enhancing its power, the purity of the Holy Soul also helps the demon 'reorganize' its own power.

Other demons may not have this problem, but the fragments of Luxembra do, having devoured vast amounts of soul fragments and debris in Hell.

Although the weapon crate with the white curtain had fewer side effects, consuming the Holy Soul effectively erased those flaws.

No matter how compatible the foreign object swallowed is with itself, it is ultimately not the same material.

Simply absorbing the Holy Soul didn't significantly increase his power.

If these holy souls were corrupted, then even more power could be released, and for him, the increase in power would be at least several times over.

However, these sacred souls are too fragile. If they are corrupted, their quality will also be greatly reduced. It is better to maintain the status quo and use them as is.

As before, he would use whatever his main body was reluctant to use, but he would stand up and kick, using it however he wanted, since all of these would become his power to deal with his main body.

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work to help them break through."

"Hahaha, then you're in for a lot of trouble!"

The fragments of Lexenberg laughed heartily, brimming with confidence.

Just kidding, his newly enhanced power only blocked some demonic spells.

In addition, the white curtain is also his energy source, so he can just mess with it as much as he wants.

The sustained rain of fire was swallowed by a shadow, which shrank into a shadow ball and hurtled towards the distant demon.

This move is clearly the same method used by Luxembla in its original form.

Not only that, after defending against the magic of those primal demons, Lexenbra also released a large area of ​​bewitching light.

The number of people in the team suddenly increased, and these additional people were used to confuse the enemy.

However, these people are not fake; the shadows inside them give them a certain degree of physicality.

The fragment of Lexenberg laughed loudly. His original body was terrified of the Dream Erosion, yet he remained unharmed in the Dream Erosion's environment.

No, it can't be said that it's unharmed. It's just that it's stinging all over its body because of the dream erosion. Unlike its original form, which would have turned to dust long ago if it hadn't dared to stay in this environment for a long time.

"Look what you've done!" The survivors who had broken through the encirclement were suddenly given such great cover, and one of the wounded native demons directly blamed Luxenbra.

The primal demon who had been shot looked terrible; a large part of his arm had been corroded by the Dream Erosion, forcing him to amputate his arm to save himself.

Lexenberg glared angrily at this fellow human from a completely different world: "What kind of time is this to be thinking about infighting? That's not me!"

He had always wanted to sever ties with his fragments, since his fragments were bound by the White Curtain and stood directly with humanity.

But the nature of evil has not changed; even when it stands with humans, it still does things that harm people.

It's just that instead of framing people, it's now framing demons and harming his own true form!

"You eventually have to give an explanation for this."

"Confess? Hmph, I've already confessed. If you want to keep bringing this up, then I'm just leaving!"

"He can be held hostage once by what his own fragments did, but not a second time," Lexenberg said coldly.

The demon who had been trying to extort Luxembra glanced at the other demons, including Serafis, who hadn't said anything, and immediately changed his tune: "Let's deal with these humans first. You've already invested so much; it would be a shame to back out now."

There was no way around it; the Holy Soul in Luxembla's hands was simply too attractive to demons.

"Is the radio still not working?" a survivor asked the technician next to him in the breakout team.

He was severely injured; even without his alien body, the injuries he had sustained were fatal enough.

"No, there's still no signal. We need to keep breaking out."

The technicians were sweating profusely with anxiety; if the radio could function for even a moment, it would be enough to transmit the coordinate information.

It doesn't matter where the signal source is.

The key was to get the intelligence out, but as the breakout continued, their casualties had become very heavy, and they still hadn't found a signal.

"Then let's keep waiting."

The injured survivor rejoined the fight.

"We are already outside the Demon Labyrinth."

"I admire these people," said the fragment of Lexenberg. "They actually managed to break out of the demon labyrinth despite being surrounded by demons."

Although they were able to break through the encirclement under the cover of Dream Erosion, a strong fighting spirit was also essential.

"They're out? That's good." Bai Mu stared at a primal demon not far away, and the other snipers immediately turned their guns around.

They already know how to coordinate with the white curtain.

The White Curtain's attacks can break through the defenses of the native demons. All they need to do is deliver a fatal blow to those native demons when their defenses are breached.

The powerful primal demons are invincible, but not all of the primal demons here are very powerful.

Snipers are good at observation; they count the number of native demons while fighting.

So far, more than fifty native demons have appeared, half of which can be attempted to be killed.

Furthermore, with few monsters remaining, the original demons had nowhere to hide.

With the White Curtain's stable defense breach, their combined efforts have already killed nearly ten primal demons.

As the number of kills increases, the native demons become increasingly difficult to defeat.

They have been using various ranged attacks to reduce the number of survivors.

As the number of survivors dwindled, the remaining survivors began to prioritize protecting their vehicles. With fewer people, they gradually had enough vehicles, and their escape speed increased. However, their biggest problem at the moment was that they couldn't truly shake off these demons.

The primal demons can attack them from hundreds of meters away.

Each attack only needs to kill a few people, and in the vast desert, they can't escape for a while.

Even if the headless demon corpse transformed from the source of the strange dream were detonated, the resulting dream erosion would not kill the original demons.

"Disgusting!" A demon glared furiously at the escaping convoy, looking at the wounds on his hands with displeasure. He had only touched the corpse of a survivor before being injured by Dream Erosion.

The survivors were covered in Dream Erosion, and he wanted to rush into their ranks and wreak havoc.

However, the dream-erosion forced him to stop progressing.

“The Dream Erosion on their bodies will evaporate in at most an hour,” another demon said, examining the survivors’ corpses.

He showed interest. The survivor was dead, but the alienated limbs seemed to be alive, and the wounds were showing signs of almost imperceptible self-healing due to the alienated limbs.

"Where is that headless demon?"

"There's nothing we can do about that." The demon who spoke shook his head. That thing was related to the Source of Otherworldly Dreams and could be seen as a large Dream Erosion Crystal.

If it weren't for the survivors preparing a large number of Dream Erosion Crystal Bombs under their watchful eyes, intending to detonate the headless demon...

They had already taken down the team that broke through.

Within the breakout group, Robert found White Curtain and made a proposal.

“White Curtain, you can take the headless demon’s corpse and leave first.” Robert looked exhausted.

Continuous high-intensity combat is a great test of one's will. He was an administrative staff member, and if he hadn't fought in hell for a period of time, he would have collapsed long ago.

"You've already broken through to this point, are you planning to give up?"

“If this continues, we’ll all be dragged down.” Robert shook his head, appearing quite rational. The headless demon that the Source of Another Dream had transformed into made the Other Dream Demons hesitant to advance.

They also lack effective means of killing, and the weapons they produce, such as the Dream Erosion Ammunition, are most effective within a hundred meters.

As for heavy weapons, the entire team doesn't have many at all.

Heavy weapons that cannot be deployed on a large scale have almost no effect on those dream demons.

The projectile's flight time was enough for the Dream Demon to dodge it.

Currently, the only ones who can pose a fatal threat to the Dream Demon are the few remaining snipers in the team.

"Then let's split up. Give me a radio, and from now on, we'll each rely on our own abilities. We're already out of the Demon Maze now."

“Okay.” Robert nodded readily; this was no longer the time for politeness.

The powerful human being Bai Mu is important, but the information from the Hellish Realm is equally important.

Separating now or separating later won't make much difference. If we can't shake off these demons, then separating later will mean they're mostly dead, and Bai Mu will continue on his journey alone.

Now that we're separated, we can help each other cover for each other and see who can attract more demons.

With fewer demons on either side, there's a greater chance of escape.

"You can take the headless demon with you." Bai Mu did not want the headless demon.

The survivors who are still alive are the most capable fighters. Without the Dream Erosion emanating from the Headless Demon, unless there are a few survivors who are as capable as him, they will be wiped out by those primal demons in one fell swoop.

"They separated."

A primal demon glanced at the scene from mid-air and then quickly landed, showing none of the pride one would expect from a primal demon.

There were some before, but after the highest-flying primal demons died, the remaining relatively weak primal demons stopped flying.

After discovering that the White Curtain and the survivor team had separated, the primal demons also split into two groups.

The number of native demons chasing the White Curtain is even greater.

Bai Mu is the most capable fighter among the survivors; if he were to leave alone, he would be the most likely to escape.

As for the survivors, they relied entirely on the Dream Erosion emitted by the headless demon to resist the demon's attacks, slowly wearing them down to death.

"One, two... thirty-six!?" Through observation of the Dream-Eater Imperial Arms and perception from the fragments of Luxembra, White Veil determined the number of pursuing demons.

The remaining majority of demons have their eyes on him!
"Am I really that hated?"

"Hmph, with that headless demon's corpse in your possession, their numbers will be reduced by more than half. What kind of hero are you!"

The fragments of Luxembla despise the act of the white curtain.

As long as Bai Mu dares to bring the corpse of the headless demon, those primordial demons will dare to back down once.

The survivor team lacked the ability to drop the headless demon's corpse like a nuclear bomb, but the White Curtain did!
Given White Curtain's resistance to dream erosion, the headless demon's corpse might not die from being blown up, but the primal demons are definitely doomed.

"Give our allies a chance. If I'm not mistaken, a sandstorm is coming." Bai Mu looked at the distant sky, where the sky was dim and yellowish, presenting a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

In the desert terrain, amidst sandstorms, White Curtain actually hopes to spawn a wild Imhotep.

"never seen it."

“A sandstorm? Then we’re in luck,” the fragment of Luxembla immediately said.

The white curtain immediately rushed towards the direction of the sandstorm.

(End of this chapter)