There's a big problem with dreams in this world.

After glancing at the old man who had been blown away, Lu Qing grabbed Fang Qingrou's hand without hesitation and ran towards the audience seats in the distance, hiding behind a chair.

"What exactly is going on?" Lu Qing asked, sticking her head out to look at the black mist in the distance.

A howling wind blew over their heads, but fortunately the seats in the audience were reinforced so they wouldn't be blown away.

"I don't know," Fang Qingrou replied, equally confused.

God knows why things turned out this way. They just burned it with fire, and then Shanara was controlled by that black mist.

Who knows? Anyway, no matter how you look at it, the current situation is very bad.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Qing used a mithril dagger to cut the fingers of her left hand, summoning Wayne over.

"Hello, my dear little master, wait, waaaaaah~"

As soon as Vain was summoned, he had only finished half of his sentence when he was blown away by a gust of wind. Seeing this, Lu Qing had no choice but to reach out and grab his claws, pulling him back.

"Are you really that weak?" Lu Qing asked doubtfully.

She had initially thought that Wayne wouldn't be blown away by winds of this magnitude, but it turned out she was overthinking it.

"According to the hierarchy here, I'm just a gray-level life form, which means I'm a bit knowledgeable and have a high level of curse on me. What's so surprising about being blown away?" Vain said, somewhat embarrassed and angry.

Smiling and shaking her head, Lu Qing said, "Let's not talk about that anymore. Come and help me see what that thing is."

As Lu Qing spoke, she pointed to the black mist in the distance.

“I’ve told you about this before,” Wayne replied without even looking at it.

"You said that?" Lu Qing asked, puzzled. She didn't remember Wayne mentioning anything like that.

With a helpless glance at Lu Qing, Wayne said, "That's a monster from the mental realm that was attracted by the dream. If I'm not mistaken, it was drawn into the dream by negative emotions."

"Negative emotions?"

Lu Qing had a sudden flash of inspiration, recalling the masks worn by the four assassins and... the illusion she had just seen in the black mist.

With all the clues connected, Lu Qing finally understood the reason behind everything.

"I see," she murmured to herself.

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Actually, I'm here to ask for leave. Hmm, please stop hitting me. The author has a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, and I'm feeling a bit flustered while writing, making it hard to concentrate.

It's not that I find parent-teacher meetings particularly scary, it's just that I feel inexplicably irritable and can't calm down.

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Chapter 110: Sound Waves

The scene that appeared earlier was clearly from the real world, and the location was a hospital, based on what the doctor said.

Shanara is probably the owner of this dream. In reality, she seems to have been unable to reach the hospital before her grandfather passed away for some reason.

When they arrived at the hospital, they only saw their grandfather's body.

This is why I have a lot of negative emotions, such as regret and resentment.

After all, the masks worn by those four assassins clearly displayed the words: regret, hatred, anger, and bitterness—each word representing an assassin.

After the assassin was killed, the monster we see now was born.

However, it's not quite accurate to say that it was born, because according to Wayne, this monster is more accurately described as a monster that was attracted to the spiritual world by dreams.

"Is this the monster from the spiritual world...?"

Lu Qing narrowed her eyes, feeling the gradually weakening gale. She looked at Wayne beside her and asked, "How should I deal with this monster?"

“Just solve it using the usual methods,” Wayne explained, hiding behind a chair in the audience.

"After entering the dream world, although these monsters can ignore the rules of the dream world itself to a certain extent, they will still inevitably undergo some changes."

"This change is advantageous to the dream summoner, because only in this way can it be used to kill them in the dream."

"........."

Although she felt like she understood something, she also felt like she didn't understand anything at all. Lu Qing glared at Wayne, a little annoyed and embarrassed, and said, "Just tell me if pure physical damage can hurt this monster!"

“Yes, but very rarely,” Wayne nodded.

"If physical means can cause harm, then it's easy to talk about."

Lu Qing drew the mithril dagger, twirled it in her hand, and then hung it back on her waist.

Unless absolutely necessary, she would never engage in close combat with such a monster. Lu Qing took out the Ripper Throwing Knife, its pure white threads wrapped around her slender fingers.

The Ripper isn't just about physical damage; its skill [Contamination] states that it can inflict special damage on any creature.

Lu Qing wasn't quite sure what this special kind of damage was; in any case, it hadn't been effective when used against the giant worms before.

Or perhaps it has an effect, but it's just not visible to the naked eye.

"Get ready, Xiaorou!" Lu Qing said, feeling the almost dissipated gale.

"Ah."

Fang Qingrou drew the greatsword from behind her, and a special power coiled around the blade.

Lu Qing knew that it was the power of the curse. Ever since the greatsword fused with the cursed scabbard, the greatsword had been undergoing special changes almost every day, until it gradually stabilized in the last few days.

Turning her gaze back, Lu Qing stepped out from behind the chair and looked at the monster that seemed to have merged with Shanara.

This monster has a jet-black body, and unlike its previous gaseous state, it now seems to have a physical form.

On its enormous body were four strange masks of different colors, each with a distorted human face on it, so distorted that Lu Qing felt as if she were looking at a Van Gogh painting.

The monster was initially just standing there in a daze, but after seeing Lu Qing and Fang Qingrou appear, it began to move.

Its enormous, twisted body slowly crawled toward the two of them, its eerie masks emitting a sound wave that made the air tremble.

Her vision suddenly blurred, and the light in the opera house seemed to have changed. The moment Lu Qing's body came into contact with the sound waves, a nauseating tremor ran through her body.

"What's going on?!"

Lu Qing was startled. The world before her eyes returned to normal, and a throbbing pain shot through her brain.

"Is it because my mental attributes are relatively high that I was able to recover?" Lu Qing wondered, rubbing her head.

"vomit......."

A sound of retching came from beside her. Lu Qing looked down and saw Fang Qingrou standing on the ground, looking pained.

Seeing this, Lu Qing was startled. She quickly squatted down and patted the girl's face, saying:

"Xiaorou, wake up!"

Lu Qing's voice woke Fang Qingrou. Fang Qingrou's eyes cleared, and she clutched her head in pain, saying, "My head hurts so much..."

"Your mental attributes are actually lower than mine?" Lu Qing helped Fang Qingrou up and asked in disbelief.

"I used most of my attribute points to increase strength and constitution, since attribute points are limited," Fang Qingrou explained after hearing Lu Qing's words.

"Can you still move around?" Lu Qing asked, releasing Fang Qingrou.

After steadying herself, Fang Qingrou took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "No problem."

That's good.

Lu Qing looked at the monster. It seemed that the monster's sonic waves could not be used continuously in a short period of time. After the sonic wave attack ended, it could only slowly crawl towards them.

"It moves very slowly and can emit sound waves to attack people's minds," Lu Qing analyzed in her mind.

Taking out the Ripper Knife, Lu Qing carefully observed the internal structure of the opera house, and a rough plan formed in her mind.

"I hope Shanara will be alright," Lu Qing thought.

"Whoosh!"

The Ripper's Throwing Knife flew out instantly, its silver-white blade piercing deep into the monster's body.

The monster paused, and a scream that no living being could utter came from its mask. Lu Qing looked at the monster, whose movements were almost unaffected, and curled her lip.

"Its lethality is too low!"

That's true, but the attack range of the throwing knife is limited. Lu Qing might be able to use the silk thread to cut the monster's body, but she was afraid of hurting Shanara inside the monster, so she hesitated.

Gritting her teeth, Lu Qing said to Fang Qingrou:

"Xiaorou, I'll hold it off. You find an opportunity to give it a good whack with your greatsword!"

"it is good."

Having recovered considerably, Fang Qingrou heard Lu Qing's words, picked up the greatsword in her hand, and nodded in agreement.

“When I say you should go, then you go,” Lu Qing said, glancing at Fang Qingrou.

Quickly pulling the Ripper from its holster, Lu Qing glanced at the walls and pillars inside the opera house and began to plan.

Two more throwing knives struck the monster's body. Seeing that it still didn't seem to react much, Lu Qing controlled the knives to fly back and then started running around the opera house.

Using her basic climbing skills, Lu Qing reached the edge of the wall and quickly climbed up to the next floor of the opera house.

Looking up at the huge chandelier above, Lu Qing estimated the distance.

"I need to climb higher."

After glancing at the horizontal beam at the edge of the wall and estimating the distance between them, Lu Qing suddenly jumped across.

Grabbing the edge of the crossbeam and holding it tightly with both arms, Lu Qing slowly climbed onto the crossbeam.

"Phew, I almost fell."

Letting out a breath, Lu Qing glanced at the monster below. As expected, because of the previous attack, the monster was now heading her way.

"Almost there," Lu Qing thought, glancing up at the chandelier above her head.

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Chapter 111: 100% Dagger Throw

The monster moves very slowly, and based on its current behavior, it seems to have very low intelligence, perhaps even more so than wild beasts.

Wild animals at least possess a sense of vigilance, and the more intelligent ones can even devise some clever tricks.

However, this monster covered in black mist doesn't seem to have a head, and it appears to be rather dim-witted.