Alice opened her eyes, looking at the endless yellow sand before her.
She knew she had entered that dream again.
This must be the mysterious world Claude spoke of.
Normally, people would fear such a dream.
But Alice felt no fear.
She looked down, seeing a group of people barely supporting their bodies walking through the desert.
The great catastrophe of the world had already begun.
The surging black seawater swallowed island after island, transforming the lives on these islands into countless terrifying ocean monsters.
Alice stood above, witnessing this transformation process firsthand.
The seawater engulfed people’s buildings, wrapping those who hadn’t escaped in ti. They tried to struggle, they wailed, but nothing could stop the seawater from turning them pitch black.
Thus, they beca puppets of this Black Sea, stretching out their hands from the water, trying to grab their forr comrades trying to escape ahead.
In just half a month, half of the world’s Dominators had fallen.
The fallen Dominators beca nourishnt for the sea, making the already terrifying Black Sea even more perilous.
In the previous dream, the body Alice inhabited, known as the Secret Peeping Man, also perished under the devouring of the Black Sea.
However, the Black Sea only devoured the remaining body and energy of the Secret Peeping Man. Alice’s soul and consciousness were preserved under the protection of the Holy Spring Fish King’s blessing.
Theoretically, without the reliance on dream travel, Alice shouldn’t be dreaming anymore.
Yet Alice had co here again.
Why is that...
Alice was puzzled.
"Because you still harbor compassion for the humans of this world," a lodious female voice ca from behind Alice.
Alice imdiately turned her head, a familiar red hair appeared before her eyes.
The red-haired, red-eyed girl smiled at Alice and said, "Deep in your heart, you hope to save the innocents of this world. When you enter dreams, your subconscious follows the old paths to this world. This world’s consciousness noticed your presence and found you interesting, so it captured your consciousness."
"My subconscious..." Alice looked at the fleeing people below, all of whom were ordinary people with no strength to bind a chicken. Being able to walk in the desert was already their limit.
Escape the sea!
Escape the sea!
This was their only motivation to keep moving forward.
"Do you want to save them?" the girl asked Alice with a smile, "It seems this continent might be the last one with normal life left in this world."
Alice subconsciously wanted to agree, but then she thought of the Dawn Continent, the Twilight Legion needing her support, and Claude needing her help to rebuild his body.
In that instant, countless excuses flashed through her heart.
She was not from this world anyway. This was just a beautiful misunderstanding. Saving this world was not her responsibility.
But Alice knew, no matter how sufficient and reasonable these excuses were, she just couldn’t convince herself.
Just like she couldn’t convince herself to turn a blind eye to the Twilight Legion.
So people might change their hearts and characters as their power and influence grow.
But so people won’t—Alice was such a person.
The girl seed to see Alice’s dilemma, and said with a smile, "I might have a great solution. You just need to leave your will here and occasionally co back to reinforce your conviction, that’s all."
"What... solution?" Alice looked at the girl in confusion.
The girl snapped her fingers, and a barely noticeable fla appeared at her fingertip.
"Look at it and imagine in your mind how it would be if you were saving the whole world," the red-haired girl said with a smile.
Alice asked warily, "What is this?"
Even when she was just a village girl initially, she maintained basic vigilance against Claude. Now, with so basic understanding of the world of Extraordinary Powers, she naturally beca more cautious.
The girl tilted her head, thought for a mont, then said, "Hmm... you can call it Candlelight Illusion."
"Who exactly are you?" Alice stared at the girl, feeling a touch of familiarity, "Haven’t I seen you sowhere before?"
"Ah, maybe you’ve seen the future ," the girl extended her hand, friendly towards Alice, "You can call Vivian. Thank you for destroying that annoying academy for ."
"Huh??? Vivian?" Alice was startled, then imdiately understood where the girl ca from. She lowered her head, and with just a thought, a notebook appeared in her hand.
This was the crafting note from Vivian she obtained at Roland Magic Academy.
"Mm! This projection is the first Candlelight Illusion I created. I left it in the crafting notes as a keepsake."
"Hehe, judging by your reaction, you’ve seen the future ," the girl laughed joyfully, then curiously asked, "Do you know Claude?"
"Oh, I do..." Alice responded.
The girl’s eyes lit up, and she imdiately scooted up to Alice: "Then Claude and I..."
Alice looked at the expectant eyes of the girl Vivian and pursed her lips.
"Ah... not together?" The girl Vivian seed a bit disappointed, "Even though my true self has gained such trendous power, in the end, I couldn’t be with Claude..."
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