CHAPTER 166: CHAPTER 138: DREAM CATCHER’S DREAM WORLD_3

Alka sat down right where he was, looking at the Dreamcatcher Crystal Ball in his hand.

So what exactly is this thing’s ability?

Is its only ability to let me enter a dream, to have a lucid dream?

If so, that falls far short of the status a Treasure should have.

He sensed the Magic Power within himself. Alka had just realized that the Spirals inside him had unknowingly increased to three.

He directed his Magic Power to flow back into the Crystal Ball. Previously, when he held the Crystal Ball, he hadn’t infused Magic Power into it. It was just that at the moment of contact, the Magic Power had instead reinforced his strength and the Magic Power within him. The pink mist from it had enveloped him, dragging him into the Dream Realm.

I don’t even know if the Magic Power I’m infusing into the Crystal Ball now is real or just a dream illusion.

As the Magic Power infused, the Crystal Ball began to emit a soft glow.

Alka slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was back in reality, sitting once more on the rubble, holding the Hand of Precision and the Dreamcatcher Crystal Ball.

Looking around, everyone else had their heads lowered, eyes shut, as if plunged into Deep Sleep. In Alka’s vision, a faint pink mist enveloped them. Even Lucilia was beside him, leaning against him, in Deep Sleep.

Now Alka was the only one awake. Looking at the Crystal Ball in his hands, he infused Magic Power into it once again. This time, the Crystal Ball emitted a faint glow, and the pink mist inside turned colorful.

And Alka finally comprehended the Crystal Ball’s abilities in his mind.

He was pulled into the space of the Dream World once again. This time, however, his figure became illusory. He still appeared to be asleep, but his physical body in the outside world had become vague and indistinct. Yet, Lucilia still leaned against his shoulder, not passing right through him.

At this moment, Alka returned to his own dream world.

He let go of the Dreamcatcher Crystal Ball. The Dream Catcher, under Alka’s control, floated to his waist and then adhered snugly, hanging there.

The clouds in the sky floated down, and Alka rode a cloud, ascending into the sky. When it reached a certain height, the space before him rippled like the surface of water, and Alka passed right through.

He disappeared from his own Dream Realm.

When he emerged outside, he found himself in a space enveloped by colorful mist. Within the mist floated one Dream Bubble after another. The huge Dream Bubble at his feet was his Dream Realm, and the surrounding mist parted to form openings.

Alka, standing on the cloud beneath him, passed through the mist and arrived at a nearby spot. This was also an opening, with a huge Dream Bubble floating within.

This is someone else’s Dream Realm.

Alka floated over and peeked inside.

Inside was a lush green forest, filled with flowers and blossoms. A beautiful white villa stood amidst the forest. Outside the villa was a garden, which housed a greenhouse surrounded by wooden structures and transparent glass. Inside the greenhouse, besides flowers, there seemed to be a reading nook by a transparent floor-to-ceiling window. Next to piles of books was a full-length Mirror, with Lucilia facing it.

She seemed to be changing clothes.

Hmm? Alka couldn’t help but take another look.

However, there was no process of changing clothes, perhaps due to the nature of the Dream Realm. Lucilia’s clothing didn’t slip off with her movements but continuously switched according to her thoughts. Lucilia didn’t seem to find anything amiss. In a daze, she continued to switch her outfits, displaying them in the Mirror Surface. It seemed like she was choosing a suitable outfit.

Alka quietly descended into the greenhouse, standing behind Lucilia.

So this is Lucilia’s Dream Realm.

Lucilia was barefoot on the wooden floor. In the dream, she could stand once more.

Alka slowly approached from behind. He didn’t deliberately silence his footsteps.

Lucilia’s clothing changed again. Hearing footsteps behind her, she abruptly turned around and saw Alka.

At this moment, Alka’s gaze was completely fixed on Lucilia. The sudden change in clothing made Alka’s heart pound.

Because Lucilia’s attire at that moment...

Amazing!

Her long, emerald-green hair cascaded down. Her swan-like neck was adorned with a white, lace-edged choker, from which an emerald-green Gemstone dangled. She wore an emerald-green one-piece dress, embellished with golden ornaments. What was captivating was this dress; its coverage was limited. Large portions of her fair, tender skin were exposed. The entire side, from her waist to her thigh, was completely revealed. It perfectly showcased Lucilia’s flawless figure. Her hands, resting on a wooden ledge, were covered by transparent white lace sleeves.

Lucilia’s usual soul-form attire was quite conservative; he’d never imagined her figure was this good. This sudden, sensual outfit made Alka’s heart skip a beat. He couldn’t help but fix his gaze on her.

Lucilia, at this moment, seemed oblivious to anything unusual about her outfit. Seeing Alka behind her, she smiled and walked over quickly. She directly pounced onto Alka, then slid her body close as she moved onto his back. Her bare feet gave a little jump, and her arms wrapped around Alka’s neck, hanging there.

In the Dream Realm, she was no longer like a soul, devoid of weight. He could feel the distinct weight of her body pressing against his back, and with it, the sensation of her soft curves. As Lucilia touched him, the tender, pale skin of her wrists inevitably brushed against the bare skin of Alka’s neck.

This seemed to bring about some change.

At this moment, Lucilia obviously sensed something was wrong. A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes. She tilted her head, peeking from beside Alka’s back at his averted face. Her hands loosened their grip, and she slid back to the ground, her legs giving way as she sat down.

Then, a faint blush began to creep across her cheeks. When she saw Alka turn his head to look at her, the blush on her face deepened.

Then she noticed her attire.

"AH!"

A flustered cry escaped her, and Lucilia thrust her hands forward forcefully.

Alka was pushed right out of the Dream Bubble.

He reemerged above the Dream Bubble.