CHAPTER 629: CHAPTER 362:

So, the first issue she is facing now is that in this colossal dreamscape, she cannot locate the presence of the dream master.

If she cannot even discover the dream’s source, it means she will be trapped in this dream, with no chance of escaping before the dream master awakens.

"What is that? Alive? A pink star?"

Noah, who drifted to the edge of the star nebula, looked up in the direction of the anomaly he perceived, but after watching for a while, Noah was somewhat uncertain.

Because he felt it seemed to be a living creature, the problem was that the distance was too far, so far that Noah, even perceiving the presence, lost the desire to explore or contact it, even though it was the biggest anomaly he encountered in the dream, apart from the Golden Tree.

Distance can eliminate so much desire, allowing for rational thought. Noah still felt it necessary to figure out what this pink, glowing, seemingly living star was. Why such a change appeared in his dream realm?

Just when such a thought landed, the star cloud, which had been moving without direction in the boundless darkness, suddenly acquired a definite path.

"Hmm?"

Upon realizing that his thoughts could influence the trajectory and direction of the Golden Tree’s rooting in the star cloud, Noah exclaimed with surprise.

He truly did not expect such a strange change. Before this, he had never thought of manipulating the star cloud because the star cloud was so massive that even the terrifying-rooted web of the now-grown Golden Tree occupied less than a millionth of the star cloud’s internal area.

When the trajectory of the star cloud changed, Eve, who had been utterly bewildered, suddenly noticed.

The originally panicked little face instantly cleared of confusion and panic, becoming cold and calm, with a childlike and innocent smile reappearing on her face.

For a Dream Mage, anomalies are not to be feared; rather, it is the absence of anomalies that is terrifying—void is the most dreadsome of all.

"Found you!"

Once she figured out the direction to move forward, this mage capable of slaying Ascenders in dreams immediately showcased her strength.

She raised a Magic Wand that appeared innocent, and with a gentle swipe in the air, a Space Gate opened. When she stepped through with a triumphant smile on her face, only to emerge from another gate, she was greeted by boundless darkness once again.

"How far is it, anyway?"

Seeing the seemingly unchanged darkness ahead, the mage, who had just smiled proudly, was suddenly frozen, clutching the Magic Wand so tightly her knuckles turned white and creaked.

"What’s wrong with the dragon’s brain? Why dream such a dream? What’s the point of this dream?"

As a Dream Mage, Eve was now voicing some unprofessional complaints.

Dreams are inherently fantastic, pointless, and devoid of logic.

But as Eve continuously cast spells to finally approach her sensed target, after just a distant glance, this Illusion Dream Mage turned and ran.

"Unlucky, unlucky, how could I be so unlucky? This isn’t even a dream!"

Recalling what she had just used spells to detect, Eve, in fleeing, lamented. It was a swirling star cloud, amidst the magnificent star dust composed of billions of stars, a Golden Dragon, identical to those exchanged blows with her outside, gazed at her curiously.

However, unlike the outside world, this dragon was alive, with its own consciousness and will, fully awake, not immersed in the dream, dazed, and what’s more terrifying is that it was far larger than those outside.

This was not a dragon, but... realizing something, the Illusion Dream Mage Eve was distraught. At this moment, she regretted more than ever why she chose to enter the Golden Dragon’s dream.

As her vision extended back in time, Eve even regretted her initial decision to become a mage of the dream path, a profession prone to touching taboos.

Many predecessors had fallen silently, and today, she seemed to be headed down the same path, falling in this dreadful dream full of countless secrets.

Yet despite this, the desire and instinct for survival continued to urge Eve to escape in the dreamscape, to widen the distance, even if just for a longer breath.

"Why are you running?"

Noah, who initially thought he needed to wait to see the true nature of that pink star, extended a Dragon Claw and gently scooped up the little one who voluntarily approached him into his grasp.

It was a rather petite and adorable pink girl, her delicate appearance and pitiful expression reminding Noah of the fairies he kept.

But the little one in front of him was even smaller compared to the little fairies, unable to even match a Dragon Scale in his palm.

"I..."

Upon hearing the thunderous voice from this majestic being before her, Eve’s head was buzzing, her eyes brimming with tears, stammering.

How should she respond? Should she admit to being a God Hunter there to grievously harm him?

That kind of answer wasn’t even worth considering; it couldn’t be said. But lying was even more impossible. Even the lowest-ranked Adventurers know not to lie when encountering a Golden Dragon, let alone now.

"Tell me your name, and why you appear here?"

Noah was full of curiosity. He had controlled this dreamscape for so long and hadn’t encountered any living beings other than himself.

What surprised him most was that this creature seemed even more familiar with the dreamscape than he was. Noah couldn’t traverse the dreamscape as quickly as she did. Back then, reaching the Star Nebula Land at his feet took an unknown amount of time.

"My name is Eve, and I’m a Dream Fairy. I deeply apologize for intruding in your dream!"

Feeling the hot air gushing from the Golden Dragon’s nostrils when he spoke, shivering Eve could hardly conceal her trembling.

The dreamscape is different from reality. In a dream, even a weak and powerless mortal in reality can become a strong man, a nobody can be a handsome and charming figure adored by all.

One’s dream self can easily surpass the real self, achieving things unattainable in reality. Therefore, seeing people in the dreamscape stronger than in reality is quite normal.

But all this might requires logical support, like how one can’t conceive of something they’ve never seen; even in dreams, this holds true.

If a mortal dreamed of being mightier than the Divine but hadn’t seen nor understood the Divine’s power, the imagined dream is illogical, fantastic. Such a poorly grounded dream crumbles easily.

But the dream she’s in now is already too complete, complete to the point of reality. Yet in such a vivid dream, the Golden Dragon she saw can command the stars.

"Dream Fairy? There’s such a race, this is the first I’ve heard today."

"That’s because our clan exists very frail, perishing in dreams and again perishing in dreams."

Eve hurriedly replied, tear-eyed, profoundly captivating.

"But you appear in my dreamscape?"

"It’s just an accident."

"An accident, huh. Can you tell me, are there many fairies like you?"

"I haven’t met any others until now."

Eve answered honestly.

"No others, huh, then I can rest assured."

"What?"

The last thing seen by the mage, claiming to be a dream fairy, was the open Dragon Maw.