◈ Episode 546: Addiction to Immorality (2)
The dream walkers were embarrassed.
The moment I realized that Nirva was doing something, I came to my senses and found myself trapped in the photo.
“Are we really in the picture?”
“What the heck.”
“You locked us all up at once?”
Nirva looked like a giant looking down at the photo.
The situation has completely reversed from when Nirva was looking down from the sky.
“Don’t panic. “Have we forgotten what we are supposed to do here?”
Clara’s comments brought everyone back to their senses.
They were taken aback by this unusual situation for a moment, and like professionals, they immediately thought about how to escape.
Although it is said to be trapped in a photograph, it is ultimately a product of Nirva’s imagination created through a dream.
In that case, all they had to do was respond in the same way.
“I will lead the way.”
Clara pointed her wand at Nirva, who was looking down from the other side of the photo.
“Hoo.”
Nirva, who was looking at the photo, grinned.
A green dream burst out through the center of the photo he was holding.
The dreamy blade moved from top to bottom, splitting the photo exactly in half.
The cut out photo exploded like light, and Dreamwalkers came rushing out from inside.
“I survived!”
“you idiot! “Don’t feel relieved already!”
The Dreamwalkers who escaped from Nirva immediately launched a counterattack.
“Screw you!”
“Don’t give me any space!”
The Dream Walkers spread out and fired magic.
Nirva exposed his teeth after seeing the Dreamwalkers scattering like flies.
“Because of you, the time for the goddess to wake up from her sleep was delayed. The price will surely be paid with his life.”
Nirva said and stretched out his hand.
Even though it was clearly out of reach, Nirva’s outstretched hand exactly ‘grabbed’ one Dreamwalker.
The Dreamwalkers’ mouths widened as they realized what Nirva had done.
“What now? “Are you sure you ignored perspective?”
What Nirva did was simple.
I looked at my opponent from a distance and grabbed him with my hand.
Although the distance was at least 300 meters away, he captured the target accurately.
When he opened his tightly clenched hand, he saw the image of Dreamwalker shrunk to fit the size of his hand.
“It literally looks like an insect.”
Nirva sneered and clenched his fists.
Kwasik!
Red blood flowed from the cracks of Nirva’s fingers.
The Dreamwalkers who saw the scene opened their eyes wide.
Goosebumps ran down my spine, and anger boiled over.
“no! Jiben!”
“You bastard!”
Two old men with rolling eyes and running towards Nirva.
Nirva extended her hand towards the two Dreamwalkers again.
That’s it. A grappling attack that ignores perspective.
The two Dreamwalkers flew quickly in the air, trying to escape Nirva’s touch.
However, it was not an attack that could be avoided simply by trying to avoid it.
One person was again captured by Nirva and his name was changed.
In the meantime, another person who approached Nirva extracted dream energy from Siesta’s gloves.
When a green sword was created, Dreamwalker stabbed it towards Nirva’s heart.
To be exact, I tried to stab him.
The sword he wielded should have pierced Nirva’s heart, but it never made contact with his body.
“How is this… … .”
Could it be that I adjusted the distance incorrectly?
Dreamwalker gritted his teeth again and swung his sword towards Nirva’s neck.
The moment I thought I had swung it properly this time, I was confused again by the sight of Nirva looking fine.
The distance between the two is a short distance.
However, the sword they swung did not reach Nirva.
“Ugh!”
Dreamwalker created a crossbow on the back of his hand and fired it at Nirva between the eyes.
The crossbow, which had escaped the bow, stopped right between Nirva’s eyes.
“Time stop? Oh, no, this is… … .”
Only then did Dreamwalker realize why his attack did not work on Nirva.
Even now, the arrows from that crossbow were still flying.
It’s just that the target called Nirva has not yet been reached.
The distance between the two was only 1m, but that was only a visible distance.
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The actual distance was much longer than that.
Like a paradox.
“this person… … .”
Nirva spoke to Dreamwalker, who was speechless.
“you. “Why are you looking up at me?”
Words as if they were whispering in your ear.
In fact, he and Nirva were at the same level.
However, at Nirva’s words, Dreamwalker fell into the illusion that he was looking up at him.
Dreamwalker opened his eyes wide.
Oh no.
Now he thought that he was looking up to Nirva without realizing it.
Those negative thoughts are like a taboo that you should never think about and should be avoided as much as possible in Dreamland.
But Nirva’s voice had a unique power.
Normally, Dreamwalkers were able to control their images well, but the loss of their companion left a gap.
Dreamwalker raised his head without realizing it.
Nirva’s figure was so high that it almost reached the sky.
“Oh, no.”
He knew he shouldn’t think negatively, but the more he thought about it, the more his mind became afraid of Nirva.
It’s as if you tell people not to imagine an elephant, and the image comes to mind even more.
Nirva, who had become gigantic, lowered his head and looked down at Dreamwalker.
“Thank you.”
Then he lifted his foot and stomped on it.
Red blood spread over the desert like a burst water balloon, then soaked into the sand and disappeared.
People felt scared by that sight.
The same was true for Clara, Zandmann, and Julia.
Nirva, who had suddenly turned into a giant, burst into laughter.
“Hehehe. Hahaha!”
The laughter was like thunder. The sound was so loud that the world shook.
The Dream Walkers who were flying in the sky were pushed back by the shock of the laughter.
“oh my god.”
Elisa, who once blocked a tsunami of sand, was speechless at the sight of Nirva’s now gigantic form, clearly visible from afar.
What happens when you transcend the laws of physics and freely manipulate a world based on imagination?
The results unfolded clearly before my eyes.
Nirva made a circle with his thumb and index finger and then exhaled.
A huge amount of dream sand spewed out from the gaps between the curled fingers and moved with the exhaled breath.
In an instant, a whirlwind arose that enveloped the golden sand.
If things continue like this, everyone will be swallowed up by the whirlpool and torn apart.
Then Clara Cowen came forward.
“It’s the devil. “You look very small.”
As if to prove that it wasn’t just lip service, Clara naturally looked down at Nirva.
As if he really looked small.
Nirva’s body, which had grown like a giant, returned to its original state like a deflated balloon.
The sand storm he spewed out also weakened to match its size. Instead of a storm, it became a dusty breeze.
The Dreamwalkers thought they were alive, but Clara’s expression was not good.
Originally, I was going to make it small enough to be stamped and pressed.
But the only way is to return it to its original size.
No matter how imaginative and dreamy they were, Nirva’s power was so strong that it didn’t work.
‘then.’
Clara had a dream wrapped around her body.
Nirva immediately guessed what Clara was going to do due to her changed behavior.
“Since direct attacks against me don’t work, are you choosing to make yourself stronger?”
The Dreamwalkers were equally perplexed by Clara’s choice.
In particular, Zandman’s face was cruelly distorted.
“You damn old woman!”
Normally, other Dreamwalkers who heard that would have scolded the Master and asked him what kind of habit he was talking about.
But now there was no one to point out Zantman.
They were equally embarrassed by Clara Cowen’s appearance.
Clara’s hunched back straightened.
The wrinkles on my face quickly diminished, and the saggy skin became taut.
Even his white hair became light green with the energy of a dream.
Although she still had fine wrinkles around her eyes, Clara Cowen was clearly younger than before.
From an old woman in her 80s to someone in her mid 40s.
It wasn’t just the appearance that was instantly rejuvenated.
The energy flowing from Clara became much stronger.
If it was a candle before, now it is almost like a torch.
The dream walkers of the school were surprised to see her look younger, but no one was happy about it.
“Why is everyone doing that?”
Sedina, who was being held by Julia, asked.
Julia’s expression was also not as good as other dream walkers.
“… … “The Master is currently burning his life.”
“Burn it?”
“You’re thinking about your most powerful self in the past. “In Dreamland, if you imagine it, it is actually possible.”
Julia’s expression still did not relax.
“That doesn’t mean we’re actually going back to the old days. Rather, it is nothing more than consuming one’s own power to recreate strong moments from the past. “Like a candle.”
A power that cannot be granted to oneself was forcibly created by mobilizing one’s imagination and experience.
The hotter and stronger the candle flame, the faster the candlestick melts.
Clara Cowen’s situation was exactly like that.
Implementation of prime time.
Clara stared at her palm.
Unlike usual, young hands without wrinkles.
Of course, this was also a time when he had aged in his own way, but compared to his original appearance, which had completely aged, it was safe to say that it was rejuvenation.
For those who are getting older, youth is what they most desire.
The power it brought was a double-edged sword.
“That looks great. “She must have been an incredibly beautiful woman.”
Nirva was seriously impressed.
Clara, now in her 40s, was a woman of mature beauty.
“It is a pity that even such beauty cannot be helped against the passage of time. I really feel sorry for you. “In Dreamland, you can keep its beauty forever.”
“Born, growing, and growing old. “Because people go through that process, they look more beautiful at this time.”
Clara let out a cold voice.
As she looked younger than her kind grandmother, her voice became more charismatic and powerful.
Clara raised her hand.
With just that light movement, dark clouds formed in the sky and green lightning struck Nirva.
Nirvara thought this was a bit dangerous, so she made a lightning rod out of dream sand.
Damn it!
The lightning rod of sand struck by lightning could not withstand the heat and energy and turned into glass and scattered like powder.
In that moment, Clara grew younger from her mid-40s to her late 30s.
In reality, magic does not become stronger by returning to a younger age. Rather, there was a tendency for things to become more mature as one got older.
Nevertheless, the reason Clara becomes younger is because her youth had a kind of symbolism.
A time when the brain was quick, strong, and did not get tired easily.
Because that symbolism was revealed in Dreamland, Clara gradually became younger as she exerted more power.
It meant the end of life.
It was a final struggle that took all of my energy and mental strength.
“master! Stop it! “If anything goes wrong, the Master will die!”
Julia cried out desperately, but Clara did not stop.
Other Dreamwalkers came forward to stop Clara.
“You damned old woman! “Why are you doing this on your own!”
“I can’t even call you a grandmother anymore!”
They laughed brightly and attacked Nirva.
“you… … .”
Clara stared at the school members with startled eyes.
“Get back! “You guys are no match for this!”
“When did we fight based on the opponent’s level?”
“Isn’t it time we realized what kind of people we are?”
Seeing the school members giggling and laughing made Clara feel depressed.
“This is truly a sight that brings tears to my eyes.”
Nirva created a sandstorm.
The Dream Walkers dispersed and dispersed, but one person who could not escape was swept away.
“Aunt Jenny!”
Julia’s eyes widened as she saw the person disappearing into the sand.
He had a temperamental personality, and when other seniors made fun of him, he was always there to get angry with them.
There was another victim.
A man in his 60s with half the head of an old man. It was Evans, a dream walker of the dream school.
“Senior Evans!”
The man who usually gave me candy with a smiling face fell helplessly onto the desert sand.
His body was devoured by the dream sand of the desert.
one by one.
Precious people have died.
“no.”
Julia’s lips trembled.
These are people who bickered all the time.
It wasn’t just a day or two that he got angry because they treated him like a child who had been left by the water.
But I didn’t truly hate them.
Even though he was blunt and angry on the outside, he was happy with his warm heart on the inside.
“no.”
Those people are dying.
The current situation was a huge shock to Julia, who had never lost someone precious to her.
So much so that my mind shakes greatly even though I’m wearing a siesta.
“Julia!”
Sedina checked Julia’s condition.
Julia’s eyes trembled in the void. Sedina remembers those eyes.
Long ago, after my mother passed away, I looked the same as I did.
But there was nothing Sedina could do for Julia.
That fact rendered Sedina helpless.
This was because I knew from experience that no matter what words of comfort I offered, they would not reach Julia as she was now.
“Are you going to continue to look down on your colleague’s death like that? “Dream Master.”
Nirva laughed at Clara, who took a moment to catch her breath.
Before we knew it, Clara had become younger, in her early 30s.
“I remember seeing that. Yes, I lost a loved one in Dreamland and came back to this world several times. “Did you say his name was Nathanael?”
Clara’s expression turned fierce when Nathanael’s name was mentioned.
“this. Looking at that expression, I guess I hit the nail on the head. iced coffee. It was like that. It was like that. “Humans came here when I wasn’t fully awake yet.”
Nirva recalled the past from decades ago.
“That guy back then. He was truly brave. He had very straight eyes. He actually had a strong spirit, so he withstood a lot of my torture. Although he eventually went crazy.”
“you… … !”
“But, if you think about it, Nathanael definitely wasn’t the only one there.”
okay.
Clearly, it was Nathanael who entered the depths of Dreamland at that time.
But Nathanael was not the only one who came.
Next to him was a very young, small boy.
“There was a blonde kid with us. that’s right. “What was its name?”
“Franz.”
okay. It was definitely that name.
But Nirva was not happy that his curiosity had been resolved.
It wasn’t Clara who answered the name just a moment ago, but it wasn’t the Dreamwalkers either.
Because it belonged to a third party.
The moment Nirva turned around, she saw a young blond-haired man.
And even the sight of him stabbing a dagger into his own heart.
Phew!
“Do you remember me?”
