"Old Sarn?"
In the mist of the Red Moon Dream, Jiang Xia's brows were deeply furrowed at this moment.
He looked at the alienated monster in front of him. From the swollen head with a half-covered iron cage helmet, he caught some features of old Saan.
"this……"
This sudden change surprised even the knowledgeable Boss Jiang.
In the Red Moon Dream, this old hunter turned out to be like this! It's no problem to say that he is a monster, and the aura it exudes is very strong.
It is already comparable to Mrs. Samina before.
A lord-level monster?
No, that's not right!
That's not the case.
Jiang Xia held up the magic umbrella and ignored the mutant monsters patrolling in front and on both sides of him. He quickly rushed into the smoke behind and soon arrived at the hiding place of old Saen.
I used my spiritual sense to look and saw that old Saen was lying on the bed just like Rogge and Su, and had fallen into a deep sleep.
"So, that thing just now was your nightmare... No, it was your form in the nightmare? A change between a nightmare and a demon in your heart.
No wonder you repeatedly stressed that we are not allowed to enter other people's dreams. Are you afraid that your nightmare incarnation will hurt us?"
Jiang Xia rubbed his eyes and whispered:
“No wonder you witch hunters leave ashes after being killed. Alas, those who fight monsters must always be on guard against turning into monsters themselves.
When you look into the abyss, the abyss is also looking into you.
The soul always falls before the body.
Have you been under such torture and pressure?
Sarn...you witch hunters are so pathetic.
You have been too deeply eroded by the dark magic of this world. The ashes give you strength, but they also plant the seeds for you to transform into monsters.
All witch hunters are a group of monsters in reserve.
The moment you are crushed by the will of depravity, you will become the most terrifying monster that can be born in the Red Moon World.
etc.
Then if I sell the ashes everywhere in Bitterwood Realm...will it also be...tsk tsk, would this be considered a sales accident?
I don’t think so.
After all, there is no red moon in Ku Mu Territory to tempt them to fall.
Moreover, the spiritual energy of that world is very pure.
Kisaragi used ashes.
But her inner demon just now did not transform into a nightmare incarnation. Well, from this point of view, the erosion of dark magic is the main reason why you have become like this."
A slight sense of uneasiness rose in Lao Jiang's heart, especially after seeing Lao Saen's nightmare form with his own eyes, he also became wary of Ashes.
This thing is not harmless. While it brings power, it also brings hidden dangers.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Xia continued to move forward and soon came to the edge of Helya's dream. He leaned over and took a look.
The Baroness did not have any nightmare incarnation, probably because she had just become a witch hunter, but her dreams were strange and peaceful.
In a room that looked like a little girl's room filled with dolls, Helya was hugging two people and crying.
The two people were a man and a woman.
The man was handsome and the woman was gentle and beautiful. They were both wearing witch hunter costumes. They were smiling and holding their daughters in their arms, and Helya had no doubts at all.
He just accepted the hug, and seemed to be planning to have a long talk with his parents in his dream.
This scene is very warm.
But beyond the warmth, in the mist that shrouds the dream, crimson spots of light dance like stars, and traces of ominous light spread like spider webs around this warm dream .
"idiot!"
Jiang Xia cursed.
At that moment, he rushed into the dream that was already beginning to emit crimson light, rushed to the sleeping Helya, and pulled her up by the collar of her pajamas.
"Pah pah"
Two slaps hit the baroness's delicate face.
As Helya opened her eyes blankly, the warm dream of hugging her parents burst like a soap bubble at this moment.
It was like a real dream dissipated.
But in fact, it is the end of a nightmare.
"You've always spent your Red Moon Dream like this before?"
Jiang Xia looked at the pair of confused eyes in front of him and asked sternly:
"Didn't old Sarn teach you not to believe anything in dreams?"
"Boss, you..."
Helya, who was awakened from her sleep, was still a little dazed. She felt a stinging pain on her cheek, which made her couldn't help but twitch her lips. She was just about to ask Jiang Xia why he appeared.
He was rudely interrupted by Lao Jiang, who said:
"Answer my question! How did you survive the Red Moon Dream before? How long did this beautiful dream of meeting your parents last?"
"When I was a kid, Uncle Saan would protect me in every Red Moon Dream."
Perhaps frightened by Lao Jiang's stern tone, the baroness immediately replied:
"We have another manor in Fuxi County, and we also have protection made by spirit possession, which can weaken the invasion of the Red Moon Dream. I used to have nightmares, but they were not scary.
This kind of dream did not appear until I used the ashes and became a witch hunter.
This is the second time I have met my parents..."
"Crash"
Before Helya
A tall but illusory figure that looked extremely similar to Helya, suspended in mid-air, also appeared in the billowing smoke.
Nightmare incarnate!
The nightmare incarnation of Helya was probably angered by Jiang Xia's disruption of his dream, and this incarnation reappeared after Helya woke up.
It is much weaker than the nightmare incarnation of old Tharn, and not as hideous and distorted as old Tharn.
Very similar to the ghost of Lady Samina.
With its arms open, two balls of white flames flickered in its palms. Its pair of pure white pupils were staring at Jiang Xia fiercely. It was very dissatisfied with Jiang Xia's actions.
The ever-changing cheeks raised up, the corners of the mouth opened, and the next moment a shrill scream would burst out.
"Shut up!"
Lao Jiang raised his left hand, and amidst the cold scolding, the jumping blue-purple arcs of electricity quickly gathered on his fingers, and in the next moment turned into lightning spears that stabbed out.
A dazzling light flashed and the nightmare incarnation of the ghost was blown up by the electric arc, and it was entangled like smoke and wanted to reunite.
But it didn't stand a chance.
A fiery red crystal orb was thrown out from Lao Jiang's hand. It flew into the air and exploded. The scorching fire rolled like a tide, instantly engulfing everything around it.
The Fire Dragon Ball has a strong restraint on this kind of evil things. The flames dissipated after a few seconds, and the nightmare incarnation also disappeared into thin air after a scream.
Jiang Xia turned around and looked at Heya who was trembling while hugging his arms. The expression on his face was definitely not good.
To the pale-faced lady he said:
"Do you want to be like it?"
Helya was shaking her head frantically at this moment. She had realized her mistake and also knew that if her boss had not intervened, she would no longer be so obsessed with the illusory beauty.
Perhaps after a few more Red Moon Dreams, her defenses would be broken, and she would be transformed from a witch hunter into a pathetic monster.
"You have a great talent."
Jiang Xia sighed and said:
"But you have such a bad heart! Old Sarn protected you too well. Maybe it was a mistake to let you accept the Ashes before, but the matter is done. It's too late to quit now.
tomorrow!
Tomorrow you will follow me to leave the Red Moon Realm and go to my world to practice! You are not allowed to come back until you reach the Qi Training Stage!"
"Bang, bang!"
At this moment, low footsteps were heard from outside Helya's room, as if some heavy monster was startled by the chaos just now.
"Hush."
Lao Jiang made a gesture to Helya to keep quiet, then opened the precious umbrella in his hand and covered the two people's heads. Spiritual energy flowed in, and the breath of the two people was rapidly obscured.
He made a "follow" gesture to the baroness who stood up behind him, and took her quickly out of the smoke and walked towards her room.
When Helya saw the nightmare incarnation of old Saan, her eyes widened. Just as she was about to scream, she immediately reached out and covered her mouth.
This was the first time she saw Uncle Sane from her nightmare.
"What? Are you scared?"
Jiang Xia glanced at Helya's expression and said:
"Don't be afraid! Even if Sarn turns into a monster like this, he will instinctively patrol around your dream and prevent others from hurting you.
You are such a lucky girl.
Both fathers are willing to make such selfless sacrifices for you."
"Then my uncle..."
The baroness in her pajamas looked distressed. She grabbed her boss' wrist and whispered:
"Will he..."
"meeting."
Jiang Xia held up the precious umbrella and walked quickly through the smoke with Helya. He knew what the baroness was worried about, so he did not hide the cruel truth at this moment.
He said to Helia:
"There is an untraceable darkness in Tharn's heart. His nightmare incarnation is constantly stimulated by emotions of guilt and incompetence. It is now very powerful. It is only a matter of time before Tharn falls into the realm of monsters.
It doesn't even have to do with the strength of his will.
If you can't untie the knot in your heart, you can only rush towards that sad future. Do you want to save him?"
"Um!"
The baroness nodded vigorously and said as if swearing:
"I will save him, just like I will save my parents. I will not give up on any of them."
"Then you should train well from now on!"
Jiang Xia said sternly:
"The dreams and vows of the weak are meaningless. Without power, you can do nothing and you can't save anyone! This is not a fairy tale where a prince charming will come to help you accomplish everything.
Listen to me, Helya.
Of all my current employees, you are the worst performer! If you continue to behave like this, I will kick you out without hesitation. Do you understand?"
The baroness who was scolded did not answer, and Jiang Xia did not need her answer.
He pushed open the door, put away his umbrella, and strode in. The baroness followed behind him with her head lowered. This room had been freed from the illusion of the Red Moon Dream because the inner demon had escaped.
It's absolutely safe here.
Boss Jiang took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and poured a glass for the frightened Helya. He walked to the small balcony and looked out.
There were only a few minutes left until dawn. The smoke outside was dissipating quickly, and the distorted realities were being reorganized and pushed out from the rift between reality and illusion.
Jiangxia saw the reappearance of the mill windmill, the restoration of the manor land, and the houses with closed doors being reorganized one by one.
Finally, he saw the sun.
The first ray of sunlight shone down from the sky, as if dispelling all the haze. The darkness was gone, and the last trace of crimson smoke also dissipated into nothingness, and the whole world seemed to come alive.
And cheers!
Cheers from the survivors rang out from all directions. They had survived another difficult night and didn’t have to worry for the next three months. Shouldn’t they cheer for such a lucky thing?
However, there were also discordant screams.
In the sunlight, Jiang Xia, holding a wine glass, saw several witch hunters rushing out from where they lived with guns in hand and heading towards the area where civilians were.
A few unlucky ones didn't make it.
They have been transformed into monsters and must be eliminated before they wreak havoc.
Fortunately, this manor and forest had been cleared in advance, otherwise when the sun came down, these people who survived the disaster would have to face violent monsters rushing in from all directions.
The residual dark magic of the Red Moon Dream would cause these monsters to go into a restless frenzy and leave their nests on their own initiative. Therefore, after each dream, it would be a good day for witch hunters to go out hunting.
"A coward can't survive in this world."
Jiang Xia took a sip of wine, looked at the sunlight in front of him, and sighed:
"Everyone who has survived this disaster is a hero, no matter what their status is."
After saying this, Lao Jiang raised the wine glass in his hand in the sunlight, as if clinking glasses with an invisible person.
He said:
"This cup is for the heroes."