◈ Episode 525: Five Dreams (4)
Magical power like pink petals flew away as if they were in full bloom.
The small, fluttering appearance is even beautiful at first glance.
Even if their eyes were taken away by that sight, no one would think that it was dangerous.
However, he is a member of the dream family in the form of a boy.
The déjà vu of Precognitive Dream was not dazzled by its beauty.
Brisk footsteps that do not suit her petite body.
Dejavu, who hopped like a rabbit, avoided all of Elisa’s petals.
“Do you keep slipping away like a mudfish?”
Elisa, who was wrapped in huge magic power, reached out her hand to Dejavu.
Following that hand, a long pink magic cannon was fired.
Dejavu, who had her eyes closed, tumbled backwards without even looking at it.
The magic power that landed on the ground expanded enormously beyond the critical point.
Even in the aftermath of the magic that created and spread a huge hemisphere, Dejavu was fine without any damage.
Wrinkles formed between Elisa’s smooth brows.
‘No matter how much I avoided a direct hit, there wasn’t this much damage.’
It’s like that speedy move is nothing more than playing with this side.
Doesn’t it seem to prove that in reality, no matter what kind of attack you receive, you can’t budge?
‘No, rather than that, I’m closing my eyes. How are you avoiding it?’
It was an action that was completely incomprehensible to Elisha.
from the beginning until now.
Dejavira, the boy who introduced himself never opened his eyes.
Is there some kind of shamanistic reason for closing your eyes?
He couldn’t see with his eyesight, so it wouldn’t be strange if his other senses were bizarrely maximized.
‘then.’
Elisa decided to change her ways.
If it doesn’t work with moderate power, a stronger output.
If you try to avoid it without even looking at it, you will never be able to avoid it.
Elisha raised her right hand.
The huge magic power that formed on it gathered like a whirlpool and formed a huge sphere.
The boy, Déjà Vu, shed tears through his closed eyes as he watched it.
[Sad. To continue this meaningless resistance. Why are you trying to go against the established order?]
“Did you say everything? Now is the time to be beaten.”
Elisha threw the sphere that maximized her magical power.
Suddenly, I remembered what Caroline had said a long time ago.
– All people in the real world are idiots.
– Oh my, why are you suddenly saying such vulgar things again?
-There are only guys who don’t have eyes to see, can the words come out right? Everyone talks about me like a tyrant or something, but they’re talking about things they don’t even know.
Caroline said to Elisa with a sullen face.
-The real ‘tyrant’ is actually you, not me.
What did he answer then?
Did I pretend when I did that, or did I tease Caroline for her appearance?
ah. I remembered.
I agreed with that and just smiled.
A pink orb of magical power fell like a meteorite toward Dejavu.
It wasn’t elemental magic, but pure magical magic with Elisha Willow’s own magical power.
[Nakhwa that shines the stars]
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An attack with huge output that completely annihilated a corner of the Silent Forest.
Much stronger and faster magic than that, shot straight at Dejavu.
[This is dangerous.]
Up until now, it had been déjà vu that had focused on avoiding all of Elisa’s magic, but this time it was different.
The huge pink orb that flew in was so powerful that it could be felt even beyond the sight covered in darkness.
It’s to the point where I don’t understand how a human who can’t even handle dreams can unleash such powerful magic in Dream Land.
Even more so, when you consider that it is less powerful than what is unfolded in the real world outside.
The weight class of a pure wizard possessed by Elisa Willow.
It was safe to say that he had transcended humanity.
[That’s the level of Lexarer, which is said to have reached the pinnacle of wizards outside.]
“You say nice things. But no one sees it that way.”
Those were the words Elisa said after hearing Dejavu’s muttering.
Before I knew it, a huge orb of magical power was approaching me.
Impossible to avoid.
Even if you try to dodge, you’ll be immediately swept away by the explosion that the orb creates when it bursts.
[If this is the case, I can’t help it.]
Dejavu muttered that.
I opened my closed eyes
Dejavu’s eyes were as clear and transparent as if they were crafted from glass.
What was reflected on the retina was the intense color of pink magic.
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But the moment the color disappears from the eyes.
It was after the magic [Falling Flowers that Shine on the Stars] that Elisa had cast also disappeared.
“what?”
Even Elisha couldn’t help but be surprised that the blow of her conversion was blocked.
It is not pushed by the logic of power.
Disappearing like a mirage, it seemed like a result close to a miracle.
“What are you doing… … .”
[Personally, I didn’t want to use this power.]
Dejavu’s transparent eyes contained Elisa’s figure.
The moment when the image of Elisa in his retina is about to disappear.
“President! Dangerous!”
With someone’s cry, a huge shadow engulfed Dejavu’s body.
Now that he was concentrating on Elisa, it was almost a surprise attack.
Dejavu, as if he already knew this would happen, turned his head and stared at the attacker.
Cheeik!
As soon as the steam golem hit Déjà Vu’s gaze, it vanished like a mirage.
The characteristic of déjà vu in Precognitive Dream is to see the future.
To be precise, it was to observe the flow, which is a collection of countless minds, and to predict what would happen in the near future by combining the elements.
Being able to avoid Elisha’s attack without seeing it was a choice he could make because he had seen the dangerous future.
And the power of déjà vu that opens up and uses the power of dreams in earnest.
Realizing the future you envisioned.
Elisa’s magic and the steam golem in front of her.
It was something I could get rid of just by imagining a future where it didn’t exist.
[this.]
At first glance, it was a power that made no sense, but Dejavu sighed as he looked into the near future.
Behind the disappearing steam golem, another steam golem could be seen approaching.
Not one.
two three. In real time, that number continued to grow.
Dejavu’s gaze turned to a man beyond the golems.
He was a man with a chubby body and a gentle impression.
It was Brino, one of Ceorn’s newest teachers and a teacher teaching golem making.
Although he had an ambiguous position in Seorn, and a vague presence.
Dejavu didn’t think so at all.
That man was the most dangerous being in this place.
* * *
[Huhhhh!!]
The Colossus let out an angry roar.
Clara Cowen, who was dealing with such a colossus, stared at the scene with a more subdued gaze.
It wasn’t the first time he’d shouted something like that, even after the first clash.
This one was exceptionally emotional and passionate.
[Lucid! You go like this! It is truly deplorable!]
Tears flowed incessantly from his huge face.
Because of his large size, even the tears poured down like a stream.
Judging from that reaction, it must have been a colleague.
‘That would mean that someone fought and won.’
Suddenly, an image of a person appeared in Clara’s mind.
Rudger Chelsea.
If it was a child with that unusual power, I thought that it would be enough.
And one thing is for sure.
“You are not invincible either.”
Clara pointed her wand.
The power of a dream burst from the tip of her staff and hit the colossus in the face.
Half of the Colossus’ face was blown away by the attack, which was more precise and stronger than before.
A truly fatal blow.
But the colossus did not fall.
The slanted body regained its balance, and the half-blown face regenerated in an instant.
The restored face contorted with anger.
[human! Did you think you could defeat me with just that much!]
The colossus, who had stopped crying, glared at Clara as if to kill him.
[I am Undying of Imjongmong! My authority bestowed in this Dreamland is ‘immortality’! No matter what you attack, I will never die!]
There seemed to be no lie in those words that he resolutely shouted.
In fact, even though half of the face was blown off, didn’t it regenerate right away?
[The only thing that awaits after this fight is your destruction!]
Undying clenched his fists.
The moment he was about to punch out, Clara’s dream hit his fist.
There was no conflict.
Rather, Clara’s dream magic climbed up her fist like a snake and turned Undying’s arm into a mop.
[Ooh oh oh! sick!]
But before the cry was over, the tattered arm was regenerated.
[Sorry! No matter how many times you attack, it’s useless!]
I tried to grab Clara with my regenerated arm, but she slipped easily through my fingers with a light flight.
[Something like this loach!]
“noisy. I have not been deaf because I am old, so please speak quietly.”
[I’m noisy?!]
Undying was hot.
Clara fired another dream, hitting Undying’s other arm.
[Ah! I would have said it was useless!]
“You say that, but you scream in pain.”
Clara aimed for Undying’s leg and shot a dream.
The energy, twisted like a rope in the form of a double helix, became a gigantic spear and pierced the tip of the toe.
Surprised by the pain, Undying lifted his leg, and at that moment the ground on the other leg rocked.
cooong.
The giant lost its balance and fell.
Undying tried to say it was useless several times, but Clara continued to attack as if she didn’t want to hear it.
Previously, it was just a clash of power and power, but this time it was different.
It slices the skin, splits the muscle texture, and aims for vital points.
Undying instinctively felt something at the completely different type of attack.
[You guys. no way… … ?]
“It’s just that you don’t die, but the pain is still felt.”
Clara Cowen’s dimly opened eyes shone coldly.
“The immortal body is eternal. But shall we see how long the spirit of countless sufferings will remain intact?”
It was an old woman who could be crushed with just one hand.
But, as for Undying, Clara looked particularly gigantic at this moment.
* * *
[Did Lucid get hit?]
Abmong’s Syndrome let out a languid laugh inside the helmet.
[Tsk. I wouldn’t have gone through such a thing if I had given up a nearby prey to me. Greed brought anger upon itself.]
At that time, words of provocation flew towards Syndrome.
“hey. Are you here to talk to yourself? If so, just go What are you going to do without fighting?”
[noisy. human. If I had made up my mind, you would have already been slaughtered and scattered at my hands. It’s purely because of my mercy that I didn’t, so thank you.]
“This is really stupid.”
Saying that you suddenly uncovered your hiding place is all kinds of mental victory.
I don’t like the arrogant attitude of looking down on this side naturally.
He seems to be quite a special being, but he hasn’t fought properly yet, hasn’t he?
Still, Syndrome seemed confident of his victory.
Alex, who was able to cover up most things with a smile, but now he couldn’t help but be in a bad mood.
Although he had dropped out of the military academy and had no awareness of being a knight.
He is also a person who fights with a sword.
I’m annoyed in many ways because my colleagues have fallen into this world, but the guy named Su-ra of the Darkness, who led all of this, even looks down on me.
Like Alex, the arrogance angered and annoyed everyone.
[Hoo? Hehehe.]
Syndrome, who saw the momentum rising naturally, let out a low laugh.
[You are urging your name. okay. Even though I don’t like it, since my colleague was killed, I’ll have to pay tribute to him to fulfill my aptitude.]
with char.
Syndrome spread both hands wide.
The split blades at the tips of his fingers caught the light and gleamed eerily.
[One of Nirva-sama’s followers, Abmong’s Syndrome. I’ll give you a great scissor stroke.]
Syndrome’s shape faded into thin air.
As if seeing a mirage in the desert, not only the appearance, but even the presence was not felt.
A stealth ability that blocks all five senses.
But there were people who responded to it.
as many as two
Alex and Pantos instinctively attacked the place where the syndrome would be.
Alex’s sword and Pantos’ fist were blocked by the empty air.
[Amazing.]
Syndrome, who blocked the attack of the two with both arms, exclaimed inside the helmet.
[It wasn’t just a fluke that he saw through my stealth, was it? But it was easy. Closing the distance with me.]
Syndrome’s arms moved like a dance.
His bizarrely long arms, even the nails that grew long at the tips.
Countless slashes inflicted while moving dazzlingly aimed at Pantos and Alex.
It’s a flurry-like attack, so it’s lightly focused on defense.
Syndrome aimed for that part.
His characteristic is excellent stealth, but his main power is the ability to control dreams.
A deep purple light formed on the tip of his fingernails.
A slash that cuts through anything it touches.
In terms of cutting power, Syndrome boasted the strongest power among the five members.
Caang!
[What?]
However, the moment Alex’s sword blocked the fingernails around his dreams, Syndrome felt something strange.
[How about humans?]
Alex sneered at the syndrome of not knowing why.
“I heard it on the way. You say you use the unusual power of dreams? What should I say, did I say the power to respond to imagination and mind? It’s definitely sharp. It must have the power to cut through anything.”
[Even so, what prevents this… … .]
For the first time, Syndrome showed his bewilderment at the words that clearly penetrated the characteristics of this dream.
“What is he saying now? Where in the world is an idiot who thinks his sword will break?”
