Chapter 1970: Battle Trials in the Dawn (5)

"...... here?" the strange structure in front of him stunned the entire Bediwell wolf.

No, no, the reason why he was surprised was not because everything in front of him was too strange and unfamiliar, but because it was ......

Everything here seems strangely familiar.

The walls, ceilings, and floors, which looked like some kind of metal, but had a slightly warm feeling, were not all things that Bediville had seen somewhere?

But where?

The werewolf youth took half a second to remember, and then immediately gasped. His ship. The corridors of the Aurora usually give him this peculiar feeling, cold and warm, the walls, the floor, and the ceiling are not at all made of building materials that can be obtained in this era.

Over here...... Was it really the child's dream?

It cannot be ruled out that Aubert has seen this kind of corridor before, and has recreated its tactile texture in his own dreams. The Tigerman had been on Bediwell's ship last night, hadn't he? But could a mere stay for a while make such an impression on a person that one could reproduce the same material so clearly in one's own dreams------ in one's deepest subconscious?

It has been said before that dreams are the reorganization and organization of memories. It must be something that once existed in reality before it can be reproduced in the dream. And it is so continuous and clear reproduction, it is conceivable that this special building material, this special environment like a research institute, must be very important and very special for the tiger boy. This wasn't the interior of the Aurora, and although the atmosphere was somewhat similar, Bediville was sure that it must be somewhere else, perhaps the same place where Aubert had lived for a long time.

But what is the deal with this special building material that is ahead of its time?...... Could it be that this is the building of some ancient people? Only the technological level of the ancient gods and human races can accurately restore the kind of building materials inside the Dawn?

Without evidence, mere empty speculation is meaningless. Bediwell was going to walk around, maybe he could find some clues.

At this moment, the shadow of a black crow also fell from the sky and landed on the shoulders of the werewolf youth.

"Harry. "Bedivel Road.

"Mr. Bediwell," Daredevil Harry replied, "Master Merlin has asked me to show you the way. ＂

"Is this really necessary?" Bediwell's mind was now spinning, looking as closely as he could see everything around him and analyze what he saw. Harry chirped in his ear, which would have hindered his thinking.

"Oh, believe me, it's absolutely necessary. The Daredevil didn't back down, "You've probably heard of it before. You are now using the Mirror of Remembrance ------ the power of Relserfeld to forcibly invade the child's dreams. Your intrusion is unnatural, and you will interfere with the child's dreams, and the child will interfere with your spirit body in the dreams. And it's his dream, and he has absolute power in his dreams. If you mess with him, he can destroy you with just a finger. That's why it's very dangerous to invade other people's dreams. ＂

"Getting to the point. "Bediwell had been prepared for sacrifice before he came in, and Harry's alarmism didn't deter him.

"The point is, you have to quietly dive into this child's dreams and gather information. The Night Demon said emotionlessly, "Whether you interfere with his dreams, or he interferes with you in turn, it can cause unpredictable and irreversible damage to your spirit body. It is very likely that when you leave the dream and return to the real world, you will go crazy------ or you will have some kind of mental illness. The same thing could have happened to that child, or even worse, because he was just an immature child. ＂

So Bediwell's expression became serious again: "Why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier?"

"Would you have used Ralserfeld if I had said it earlier?" said Harry suddenly, and then he added, "I'm sorry." His Majesty King Arthur asked me to say that. ＂

"Tsk...... ＂

"Anyway, sneak around. Harry added, "Just explore the child's dreams without him noticing." ＂

"It's pretty easy to dodge Aubert if it's just to dodge Aubert------"

"No, you need to avoid everyone who appears in this dream. ＂

"What?"

"Anyone who appears in this dream is an embodiment of the child's subconscious, an extension of consciousness. Except for the child himself, what everyone else saw and heard would actually be reflected in his eyes. When those people see you, they see you as well as that child. Then, your mutual interference begins, and things get out of hand. ＂

"Oh my God. It's so difficult. The thought of avoiding anyone's eyes and ears in such an illusory, complex and unfamiliar environment felt almost impossible.

However, now that they are all here, there is no reason for Bediwell to retreat. I can only bite the bullet.

He crouched down and tried to sneak through the shadows of the building. Luckily, the lighting conditions here were just as poor as the Dawn in Bedeville, and the roads were so intricate that there were still one or two dark corners where he could sneak in a low-key manner.

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to cover you when it's time for trouble. The shadow of the crow on the werewolf youth's shoulder said, "Even if it was just a few seconds to distract that child, it should be enough to get you out of this dream." ＂

Bedivel pouted, silent. It stands to reason that he should believe Daredevil Harry, though emotionally he doesn't want to. As a demon, one of the special abilities of the night demon is to interfere in other people's dreams, which Bediwell has heard of for a long time. The way the night demon interferes with dreams is completely different from the way an artifact like Raelserfeld interferes, and Harry seems to have entered Aubert's dream in his own way and made contact with Bedeville, without relying on the power of the Mirror of Remembrance.

But of course, this also means that Harry is not under the pressure of being consumed by dreams at all, because he did not use a dangerous artifact like Relsefield to enter this dream world. The only one who is really at risk is Bediville. If something happens, Harry may leave Bediwell alone and get out of this dream world on his own......

Bediwell tried to put aside the messy thoughts, stepped into the shadows alone, and stalked.

It's really weird. There is not half a figure in such a large building (let's consider this the interior of a kind of building). Bediwell wondered if it was a dream.

No, maybe this is the edge of the so-called dream realm. Right on the edge of the child's dream, where he could only perceive it, but couldn't really perceive it.

Bediwell looked closer to either side, one side of the hallway was noticeably brighter, while the other side was surrounded by a somewhat dark and hazy atmosphere. The dimly lit corridor was probably the very frontier of Aubert's dreams, a zone that even he couldn't perceive. Going to the brighter side should be the right choice. Bediwell then groped and cautiously moved forward.

There is a sound. A child is having a conversation with someone or something. Bediville leaned over and peered into a room from the edge of the hallway, just in time to see Aubert sitting on the floor, in some large dark room with countless cryopod-like instruments.

"Mommy, so when are you going to get out of the pod?" said the tiger boy.

"Not now. Not now. A mysterious voice replied, "Mommy is badly injured and needs to continue sleeping here." But one day, I'll come out of here and give my little tiger a good hug. ＂

Bediwell frowned. Sleeping?In that kind of cryocompartment?Isn't this the kind of medical pod used by the ancient gods and people?Bediville had the same equipment on his own ship, and he knew the characteristics of this equipment very well.

However, the person in the cryochamber (or medical chamber) said that she "will come out one day", meaning that she was awake when she was inside...... This is a little different from the medical pod that Bediville knew. Besides, how badly did a person have to spend that long lying in a medical cabin for treatment?!

Judging by the child's tone, it was a long, long time since he had seen his mother. One year, five years, ten years, usually only after the body has been almost devastated, does it take that long to reshape the body, right......?

Who was that woman, and what was she going through?

Just as Bedeville's mind was full of doubt, the black raven shadow on his shoulder suddenly let out a low grunt that only he could hear. Daredevil Harry is alerting Bedeville that someone is coming.

Oops! In such a bright corridor, Bediville could not find a place to hide. If someone came at this time, Bediwell would meet the man head-on. Where should he hide?!

The werewolf youth saw that the room full of medical chambers was dark enough (perhaps not to interfere with the patient's rest), and that there were various complex instruments inside that could block the view. In addition, the little tiger sitting on the floor at that time had his back to the door. Knowing that hiding in was his only option, Bediwell swooped in as fast as he could, silently hiding in the shadows behind one of the large medical pods before Aubert could detect it.

Someone did walk in the door. The man who almost collided head-on with Bedwell was the man in the black cloak from earlier.