8. Lost
** 8. Lost
The world of images is merging.
The PTSD of countless warriors is recklessly merging without anyone coordinating it. At this time, there were not one or two dangerous things.
“So fast… ?”
Muttered Lisbeth in a voice full of bewilderment. I felt the same way. According to the order of the chairman, it was a long time ago.
I foresaw that someday, the worlds of images would stick together and merge, like soap bubbles coming together in one place, but this was too fast even if the progress of the phenomenon was fast.
It is time to drastically revise the plan.
“We don’t have time, we need to get rid of the source quickly.”
There is an end to any nightmare. If it can be concluded in any form, one world of images will come to an end.
Fortunately, as the world of imagery became unstable, elements that could be said to be the core of dreams began to protrude abnormally.
I clicked my tongue when I saw that.
“That’s why I haven’t been able to find it until now…”
It was a demon with a vine tied around its neck. The peculiar thing was that it was in human form, but the vines that wrapped around its neck and arms stretched out and swept the nearby land. It would be comfortable to think of it as a giant whip.
Perhaps this world of images will be closed only when I catch that gigantic demon beast. It must be dealt with before it is completely assimilated into the other world.
“…”
However, when Lisbeth saw the beast, her new form stiffened. A clear conflict could be seen in his wide-open eyes. Realizing that was the source of her nightmares, I said quietly.
“Are you a beast or a warrior?”
“…Was a disciple.”
At the word, a sigh came out of nowhere.
I don’t know what the circumstances were, but if the student was embodied in a nightmare like that, it probably wouldn’t be a light trauma. Seeing that Lisbeth looked very confused, due to her lack of magical power, I was going to use her sword skill, which she had been saving so far, without hesitation.
“I will take care of it.”
She stepped forward as if she had made up her mind before she knew it. Looking at her back, she feels sad.
And, before long, Lisbeth got rid of the nightmare in the form of her apprentice. No matter how much it was a nightmare, it would not have been able to overcome the mental power of a well-trained professor.
I just couldn’t help it that she looked tired.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes… Above all, the sky.”
We looked up at the sky.
The blue sky is swaying as if it is about to melt into a black liquid, but the boundary still remains. Time remains until the image world merges.
“Alem.”
Said Lisbeth, broodingly lost in her thoughts.
“The chairman told me to use this if the fight is going to get tough.”
Taking her hand out of her arms, she held out something to her. It was in the form of a long piece of paper, but I felt a strong sense of deja vu.
“This is… “
When I turned it over, I saw a familiar handwriting. It said ‘Magical Liberation Level 2 Approval Ticket’.
Lizbeth smiled weakly.
“If Peer intervened, it wouldn’t have ended normally. Neither I nor Suiya have ever been through a proper pier incident, but to be honest, I feel dizzy even though I just got a taste of it.”
“Professor… “
“I can see why the chairman kept his peers in check. There are hundreds or thousands of other image worlds like this.”
She said.
“Even most of the world of images is a nightmare for those who have gone through an Eros event like me. Among them, there must be images that are far more shady and dangerous than here.”
Above all, the risk is multiplied in that several images are combined. It was not an easy situation to see. This is already outright terrorism.
You have to stay alert.
I took the paper and immediately tore it up. At the same time, the stones of the earth pulsated with a stronger momentum. The flow of magical power that flowed softly along the bloodstream has widened, and now it seems to be about the size of a stream. If only it had been a small stream so far.
I finished one week with lightly clasping my hands. I get a sense of how much I will have to fight. Roughly enough to be able to perform the sword technique 10 more times.
“Shall we go?”
“Yes.”
We approached the border of dreams.
As I put my hand to the place where the paints that didn’t match were jumbled together, I had an intuition that I would be able to cross over here.
After looking at each other for a while and nodding our heads, we immediately entered the world of other images.
**
The peers eventually ran away.
The mental worlds suddenly began to mix, and Lost’s ability to use teleport without a cooldown caused him to disappear in an instant.
The man-eating bear was torn to pieces at the end of it, but since I took even the hand part safely, it will appear in a normal form someday.
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In the end, I couldn’t properly destroy even one of them.
Still, considering the fact that the peers will not be able to invade easily for the time being, with the memories of having suffered from Simma, it is not that there was no harvest at all, but since it is Simma’s first match, wouldn’t it be ideal to completely retire at least one or two of them? Want.
‘It’s a pity that I can’t fight with Shimma.’
If she had gone out of hiding and joined the battle, Simma would have targeted even her boss.
“Tsk.”
The chairman sat down on the ground, lamenting the preparedness of peers who were more thorough than he could have imagined. When he set foot on his mangled earth, he stepped on the bumpy soil.
“You ran really well, yes.”
It was an expected result, but experiencing it yourself was another matter. The chairman of the board tried to suppress his goosebumps and walked into the horrors that Simma had inflicted alone.
The ground was dug from a few meters shallow to several tens of meters deep. It would be more accurate to say that it was an egg. Anyone looking at it would be mistaken that this was a canyon terrain.
Just before crossing the border of her dream, the flame that Bambier had maintained until the very end was eventually extinguished according to her will. It must be the judgment that there is a limit to the output she can produce now. Still, it was a power that could not be ignored, but Shimma’s toughness must have been beyond imagination.
Isn’t that the monster that survived Orien’s Circle 11 power?
“Keuuu…” .”
Shimma was breathing heavily.
Still, thanks to being burned for a long time, his stamina was almost exhausted. Even when the chairman came close, he didn’t even seem to recognize it. Smoke billowed from the distorted torso.
“Kihee, Kihee… “
What was he so sad about? Even the chairman who saw it couldn’t stop feeling sorry for him.
“You bastard… huh?”
It was then.
Huddeuk.
The head of Simma, who had been sitting in her hard shell, was suddenly broken, and the scene inside was revealed.
The director’s eyes widened after confirming something.
“This is… “
However, the incident did not end there.
She suddenly raised her head, Simma sniffed something on her, and she immediately began to crawl, moving her broken limbs.
Knowing that the mind sword would be activated again, the chairman, frightened and defending with all his heart, looked at the heart in a puzzled way.
And when he saw the direction Shimma was heading, he sighed greatly.
‘Somewhere there is Alem’s nightmare.’
When the merging of image worlds occurs, the most powerful image eventually eats up the rest. I couldn’t rule out the possibility that something similar was happening even now.
And if so, there was only one image that would be the strongest among the thousands of images that would exist in reality.
‘Simma raised through years of struggling in master classes.’
Chairman only removed the Simma attached to Alem’s body, but did not touch his psychological trauma. A person’s spirit can never be healed by others unless he overcomes it himself.
If the world of imagery was created drop by drop this time, the nightmare that would be absorbing images at the very center was undoubtedly Alem’s world of imagery.
The chairman already knew the stage.
‘The Devastated Demon Continent.’
Shimma also senses the presence and instinctively tries to head there.
For now, it was clear that following Shimma would be a shortcut to the deepest part of the parallel nightmares.
Putting back the scroll he had taken out to seal, the director silently followed Simma, who urged him to move.
**
“Wow, are there any humans here?”
The elf was greatly impressed.
“Where are you from? Lucheln? Berryton? Welly… “
“No, no, wait.”
Winds waved his hand awkwardly.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen you guys, but looking at it, you’re not an academy student… Are you a native of the mental world?”
“This is a human who only talks strange things.”
The red-haired dwarf calmly leaned the hammer on his shoulder.
“Rather than anything, have you ever seen her man named Alem?”