Taran El felt the childish but piercing scream almost gouge through his soul.

It was as if an invisible force was tearing at his mind, a huge mind pounding at his memory, and the scream crossed the dimensions of time and concept, echoing repeatedly in every stage of his life that he could remember, and although it only lasted for a very brief moment, it still exceeded tenfold, a hundred times more than the pain and confusion he felt when he drank the Blood Raven Mixture.

Then, he felt the whole Nameless Dream begin to crumble, the wind roared, the earth was tearing, the wreckage of the World Tree in the distance was rapidly collapsing, the silhouette of the forest in the distance was rising and curling as if gravity was turning upside down, and all of this sank into darkness in a matter of seconds, he realized the dissolution of the dream, and then realized the existence of the real world, the light appeared at the end of the darkness, and it swirled like a whirlpool on the opposite wall, and gradually stabilized, and then, he heard the voices of others around him—

He woke up, in the real world in the early hours of the morning.

Everyone is waking up.

"What's going on...... How did the Dream of the Nameless suddenly collapse? ”

"I don't know, it seems to be a gust of wind...... I just remember the earth in the distance rewinding......"

"Is anyone hurt? Is everyone there? What time is it? ”

Someone was talking nearby, sounding dazed and confused.

Taran El struggled against the sharp sting in his head—the effects of the scream that had followed him to the real world as Sue woke up, and now he felt like he was going to die suddenly—before the scene of his crazy spinning in front of him finally stabilized.

He found himself sitting on a low slump in the corner, surrounded by knowledge guards who were quickly sobering up and trying to make sense of the situation.

The curtains had been pulled back a short distance away, and the early morning sun was spreading along the rooftops of the city blocks, and the streets outside were still quiet, with only occasional noises to be heard.

Taran El slowly stood up from the corner with his forehead on his forehead, his mind still confused, but after hearing the conversation of the knowledge guards around him, he still managed to hold up a little bit of energy: "Maybe it has something to do with the last sound I heard......

Someone finally noticed the poor state of the university scholar, and a knowledge guard next to him walked over quickly, and helped Taran El who was about to fall in time: "What did you say? ”

"I think I may have come into contact with Silandis's consciousness, but ......," Taran El said with a frown, but stopped in the middle of speaking, and then looked into the room with a frown, "...... Lord Ted Lille didn't come back?! ”

The rest of the room seemed to react at this point, and a few eyes instantly focused on the chair in the middle.

It was the chair in which Ted Lear, the keeper of truth, "dreamed" - now that all the operatives had returned to the real world, the chair was still empty.

After a moment of silence, someone broke the silence uneasily: "...... Could it be that Your Excellency the Keeper woke up before we and left first? ”

"No, that's not in the character of the Secret Keeper, and the door to the room has a mark that leaves a mark when it's opened—whether it's opened from the outside or from the inside."

Taran El frowned, listening to the conversation beside him, and he gently pushed away the support of the others and stepped over to the chair.

On the small table next to the chair were the containers that had been used to hold potions, and seven droppers and a large beer bottle sat quietly, reflecting the glow of the morning glow that spilled in through the window.

Faintly, he heard some voices coming from the window again—chaos that seemed to be coming from an unknown direction.

Someone exclaimed in the streets, someone ran in the corridors.

Outside the window, the shadows of the trees swayed.

……

Nina wakes up from the crumbling Dream of the Nameless One, and when she realizes that she is back in the real world, she can't help but be stunned.

This time the end of the Dream of the Nameless ...... It doesn't seem to be the same as before.

This time it was more sudden, more violent, with a sense of chaos and collapse, as if it was not "waking up", but being torn open from the inside out by a force.

She looked up and saw that Mr. Morris on the other side of the table was also looking thoughtful, apparently her teacher also sensed that something was wrong with the end of the Nameless Dream.

And at this moment, she suddenly heard Shirley's voice coming from the direction of the window: "Hey, hey, look outside!" it! ”

Ignoring the other party's rude words this time, Nina subconsciously got up and turned her head to look at the window.

The shadows of the lush trees swayed outside the window, meeting her eyes.

Trees, everywhere, as tall, luxuriant, and unknown as the forest seen in the Dream of the Nameless, filled the streets, crowded the city, filling every inch of space in the field of vision, and the unbridled green seemed to be another "boundless sea", and the countless canopies of trees merged into surging green waves, covering the sky between the buildings, and even merging with the tallest towers and bell towers, presenting a strange and grotesque symbiotic gesture.

In this scene, it is as if a forest is directly "superimposed" in the city-state, as if dream and reality are merging into one, eroding each other into an unbelievable posture.

Vanna, Maurice, and Nina came to the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, and stared at the street outside, and several people were speechless for a long time.

Shirley saw that chaos had begun to appear in the streets in the distance.

The inhabitants of the city-state have woken up in the early morning, and the astonishing changes in the streets have obviously broken through the previous "cognitive boundaries", and the forest scene that covers almost the entire city has brought great panic, and the plants that merge with the buildings have directly destroyed the operation of the city on a physical level - some people are screaming, some people are trapped in their houses, and some buildings are almost completely swallowed, and only a few broken walls and roofs can be seen among the entangled trees, And the people who lived in those buildings are probably dead and dead.

A loud bang rang out over a nearby neighborhood, a steam pipe leaked, high-temperature and high-pressure gases gushed out of the valves, steaming into a large white mist between the canopies, and a water pipeline broke at some point, and a huge column of water broke through the ground between the streets, forming a "spring" of astonishing scale between the towering giant trees.

The shrill sirens of steam walkers could be heard in the distance, the city-state guards seemed to be trying to make some action, the academy's knowledge guards seemed to have reacted, and Nina heard the familiar whistle coming from the street—

Despite the chaos, and despite the hasty awakening of everyone from their dreams, years of training and a series of complex emergency response procedures worked, as the forces that maintained order rushed into the dense forests that covered the city-state.

However, at this moment, they are facing a challenge that is far greater than they imagined.

It was a lush forest, full of vibrant plants.

It is something that has only been recorded in the legends of the old absurd and tainted books.

The elves who lived in the age of the deep sea embraced the boundless green hell of their ancestors, the homeland of their ancestors, in a way that no one expected.

In a trance, a wind blew through the city-state, and the wind swept the branches and leaves in the forest, and countless leaves made green waves in the wind, and the murmur of the forest seemed to come from the waves—

“…… You're not elves......"

Brilliant pieces of coloured paper swirled through the forest, weaving lightly through the twisted buildings and towering trees, the wind of the forest carrying waves of leaves, bringing cascading rattles and vague whispers.

Lucrecia's figure coalesced from a whirlwind of colored paper and landed on top of a giant tree near the academy district.

Holding on to a branch next to her in one hand, she carefully stepped on the treetops, looking out at the street, already covered in forest and distorted by dreams.

She heard the whisper in the wind, and could even feel the indescribable disappointment and irritation mixed with that whisper.

"Rabbi." She whispered a call from the bottom of her mind.

Nightmare Rabbit's voice soon sounded in her heart: "Rabi is listening~~"

"How's that cultist doing? Did they do it? ”

The rabbis weren't sure—but they seemed to be confused, and the dream seemed to be collapsing faster than they expected...... Even the saint was alarmed, and the person who had fallen asleep was called in for questioning, and the rabbi was almost exposed...... Luckily, the rabbi had scattered himself and hid himself in their bodies in advance......"

Lucrecia frowned.

"You're still 'eating' them all? I remember reminding you to control your appetite. ”

"No, no, it's just that the cultists who entered the dream realm, the rabbi left some cotton on them, this is to complete the task assigned by the mistress safely and securely," the rabbi quickly explained, "there are many cultists on the ship, and the rabbi didn't touch them......"

Lucrecia was silent for a few seconds, and only after feeling the tension and fear that gradually passed through the soul connection in her heart did she slowly speak: "Remember my orders, for your own good—don't forget, that ship, and everyone on it, is my father's prey." ”

Nightmare Bunny's voice immediately rang out, this time with unconcealed panic and nervousness: "Yes, Rabbi understands, Rabbi absolutely ......"

Lucrecia cut off communication with the rabbit directly.

Then she settled down, and then she called out another name in her heart a little rustily.

She soon heard a response from afar—

"Lucy, I'm listening."

"Dad, there's something going on in the city-state," the "sea witch" said in a solemn tone, "the real world, big things—you'd better hurry back." ”

(End of chapter)