Chapter 1774 - 154: Dream_4
"What?"
"You... you don’t worry, we promised to help you find your woman, we will help you!"
"..."
Fisher wasn’t interested in what these crimson mist illusions were saying, but he was more and more certain that Alagina was inside this abstract castle right in front of him.
He drew the Fluid Sword and came to the door; as soon as he pushed it open, the gloom inside swallowed all his sight.
"Don’t be afraid, everyone, let’s use magic to help you!"
Just as Fisher covered his eyes, unable to see what was inside, the words on his body began to bounce around and lay on his body, forming a line of text that Fisher couldn’t understand,
"Never see through the darkness."
"..."
Fisher stared blankly at the simplistic "magic" on his hand, unsure of what to make of it, but when he looked up again, the darkness before him was instantly dispelled, and he saw Alagina lying unconscious on the ground in that darkness.
At this moment, her clothes inexplicably transformed into a princess dress, she wore white stockings, her jade feet enclosed by a shining crystal shoe, but the shoe on her right foot was missing, and the one in Fisher’s arms matched it exactly.
Alagina kept her eyes tightly shut, limp on the ground, and beside her face, there was an apple with a bite taken out of it.
"Not good! Your woman ate a poisoned apple! It’s highly toxic; she’ll die soon!"
"..."
Fisher raised an eyebrow and came to Alagina’s side, gazing down at her pale face. Her mouth was clean, with no trace of food, yet she was mysteriously poisoned, as if it were a dream.
"What should I do?"
"We... we don’t know either, but we can try to form magic on her body to see if we can save her!"
Upon hearing this, the words all jumped off Fisher’s body and rushed onto Alagina, lying down to form densely packed lines of text, which seemed to be the "magic" they spoke of.
Fisher frowned as he watched the words jump off one by one, and just as the character on his chest was about to jump down, a sharp moonbeam broke through the sky during the day, passing through the castle’s gate and striking in front of him.
In the face of that moonlight, the crimson aura faintly emanating from the "Alagina" in Fisher’s arms made his pupils contract slightly, and he suddenly shouted,
"Something’s wrong!"
"What?"
Just as the character was about to jump down, Fisher hurriedly grabbed it and then sharply drew the Fluid Sword, stabbing at the "Alagina" beneath him. As the blade pierced the other’s body, Fisher felt like he had stabbed a balloon, and then, boundless crimson mist exploded from within "Alagina," forming a massive impact that swiftly swept Fisher away.
With the successful stirring of the crimson mist, the "Alagina" beneath Fisher suddenly transformed into a huge gap, exactly like the one he had looked up to see from the dock just now, leading outside to the Spirit Realm beyond the sanctuary.
Was it luring him out?!
Outside, the boundless crimson mist filled the entire view of the Spirit Realm, leaving only the hazy moonlight faintly revealed within the almost tangible crimson fog. It was this very moonlight that had awakened Fisher, stopping his actions just in time to prevent leaving the sanctuary.
However, the crimson mist around him surged more violently, like a giant hand trying to pull everything out from within the sanctuary; the ships and equipment docked, along with the Cardinel, all began to move toward the gap above the dock.
Gritting his teeth, Fisher exerted all his strength but was still dragged by the crimson power, pulling him out toward the gap. Outside, the atmosphere was as empty and icy cold as the cosmos, starkly different from inside the sanctuary, and just upon stepping out, his Sixteenth Rank power was nearly dissipated.
The instinct to survive made him sharply raise the Fluid Sword in his hand, and it transformed into a hook extending out to catch the edge of the Spirit Realm sanctuary, abruptly halting his progress being pulled away by the crimson mist.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
"Ahhhh, I’m not going to make it!!"
Fisher paused slightly, turning to look at his body, and saw the character still stubbornly clinging on, enduring the crimson’s force to prevent it from flying off Fisher’s body.
"You... you’re still here? You’re real, not an illusion?"
"Ahhhh! Why wouldn’t I be real..."
"..."
This crimson Authority’s power is really...
"Ahhhh, I’m... I’m not going to hold on, I’m... going to lose ’love’... could you eat me, and then continue to fulfill our previous agreement?"
The character swayed persistently within the crimson mist, unable to hold out and thus spoke so.
Eat it...
Fisher hesitated a bit; this thing, after all, was formed of crimson mist, and even eating junk food required considering digestion, let alone chaos?
Yet, hearing its pitiful voice, something stirred within Fisher. He suddenly opened his mouth, bit down on the character on his shoulder, and swallowed it,