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Chapter 624: Plop, Plop, Plop
Chapter 624: Plop, Plop, Plop
With the escape of Nightmare Leon and Hunter Leon's relentless pursuit, the twenty-one layers of the Dream Realm, home to countless dream creatures, experienced an incredibly dark day.
A deafening boom would suddenly rip open a massive fissure in the sky, underground, or somewhere in between, unleashing a torrent of shattered Nightmare Rivers. Anyone caught in this deluge would be forcibly transformed into a Nightmare.
Immediately after, a terrifyingly powerful madman would burst out of the river, devouring everything in sight without discrimination. If he caught someone who hadn't yet turned into a Nightmare, he might even grab them and dunk them in the river, turning them into a Nightmare before consuming them.
Then, before long, another figure, identical to the first but with a hideous appearance and covered in blood, would follow and join the feast, competing with the first madman for their prey.
The most infuriating part was that this new madman, while eating, would audaciously claim to be saving them, even telling his victims not to be ungrateful!
It was infuriating, but those who dared to be so audacious often possessed the power to back it up. The dream creatures in the twenty layers of the Dream Realm, excluding the Soul-sink Abyss, had considered resisting, but to no avail.
The two madmen were formidable opponents—one was a 7/8 reserve True God, and the other had a soul strength that rivaled a True God. A mere glance from them was enough to make one tremble. Against such power, the ordinary dream creatures were no match.
In each of the twenty-one layers of the Dream Realm, there was only one ruler. Facing these two nearly equal madmen, none of the Dream Realm True Gods felt confident of victory. Most of them chose to watch from the sidelines, hesitant to intervene.
Moreover, these madmen wouldn't linger in one layer for long, minimizing the damage they caused. It wasn't worth the risk of confronting them, so the Dream Realm True Gods endured, not a single one daring to stand in their way, until...
"Stop! Stop right now!"
The Archer Director, upon witnessing the frenzied feeding of the black and red Leons and the desolate state of the Dream Realm around them, rushed to the scene after receiving the news. His anger surged, his thick eyebrows shot up, and his square face, now crimson with rage, exclaimed,
"What in the world are you doing?!"
Sir Archer?! Oh no!!!
The Archer Director from the Cleanup Bureau?! Oh no!!!
Upon realizing the arrival of the Cleanup Bureau's support, the expressions of the two Leons changed simultaneously.
Nightmare Leon, unable to regain his full power, shrank back to human size and tore open the Dream Realm to escape. The enraged Archer Director, in an instant, discerned friend from foe and teleported behind Nightmare Leon, piercing his heart with his bare hands.
Just then, Amien, who should have been left behind in some unknown layer of the Dream Realm, appeared behind the Archer Director, just as he had when he stabbed the Pisces Director. He plunged his knife into the Archer Director's heart.
However, this time, as Amien's attack landed, another figure appeared, and with perfect timing, stabbed Amien in the heart as well. The two victims of the backstab, in an eerily synchronized fashion, stood in a row, each in an unnatural posture.
Person—person—person—person
...
"Plop..."
Nightmare Leon, his heart pierced, spat out blood, trembling as he struggled to turn his head. He cursed with intense hatred,
"You... despicable... I won't accept this!"
"Plop..."
The Archer Director, also bleeding from a stab wound, ignored the curse and turned around in shock. He stared at the revealed "Senior Amien" behind him, his face filled with disbelief, and exclaimed,
"Sir Waterbearer...
"How... how is it you?!"
"Pfft..."
After spitting out blood, the Waterbearer Director, who had successfully backstabbed the Archer Director, tightly gripped the Cutting Silver Dagger that pierced his heart, and turned around in astonishment.
"How... how did you find out?"
"... "
Your loopholes are more numerous than a mosquito net! I'm not an idiot; how could I not have noticed? If I hadn't been genuinely outmatched by you and worried that you'd turn on me if I exposed you, I would have stabbed you long ago!
"Sir Archer!"
Ignoring the Waterbearer Director's question, Lyon bit his teeth and exerted all his strength to activate the Cutting Silver Dagger, stirring it vigorously in the Waterbearer Director's heart, while shouting at the Archer Director:
"He must now divide his strength to suppress my blade, or he'll be completely 'cut off' from the world. You need to find a way to contact the headquarters quickly!"
"Cough... He can't do that."
Before the Archer Director could respond, the Waterbearer Director interrupted, "He's stronger than Pisces, but he's much easier to deal with. As long as we target his commonly used..." Cough... Cough, cough!"
After a series of violent coughs, the Waterbearer Director slightly exerted force with his left hand, pushing the tip of the dagger to the side, away from his lung. He then spat out the blood that had risen to his throat and continued, "In any case, you can't count on him. I helped create his primary Anomalies, and no one understands him better than I do. Although I can't defeat him head-on, now that I've seized the opportunity, I'm confident he won't be able to resist."
Under the Archer Director's furious gaze, the Waterbearer Director, whose speech had become much smoother, asked curiously, "But you... you shouldn't have seen this woman more than a few times, and you shouldn't be familiar with her style and personality. Why did you realize I wasn't her?"
"... "
I may not know Amien Senior, but I know my badge!
In response to the Waterbearer Director's inquiry, Lyon remained silent, but his mind uncontrollably 'answered' nonetheless.
Even after replacing the Trusted Elder Brother badge, he hadn't fully earned the trust of the Pisces Director. Yet Amien Senior, who had never met the Pisces Director, was able to keep her calm and obedient by his side. This made no sense!
The only explanation was the decades of 'friendship' between you and the Pisces Director, which allowed her, with the intellect of a child, to instinctively trust you and listen to your words.
If these were just speculations, then the fact that the Pisces Director was attacked by the Waterbearer while Amien Senior, who was outside, remained unharmed and neither helped nor was harmed, was an even bigger mystery.
Additionally, during the distribution of potions, your familiarity with the Cutting Silver Dagger and the overly extensive knowledge you displayed were all glaring flaws when examined closely.
Not to mention, I saw Amien Senior's 'exam paper' during the first test. If you asked her about types of potions that could make someone vomit and have diarrhea, she could probably list them for an entire day without repeating herself.
But how could she possibly know so much about the Dream Realm's ecology and characteristics, things unrelated to potions or bodily functions? Anyone would notice these inconsistencies piled together!
"Don't want to talk?"
Looking at the silent Lyon behind him, the curious Waterbearer Director sighed softly and then shook his head in resignation, "You've given me quite a surprise, but it doesn't matter... Goddess of Dreams, could you please come over and help me with something?"
(End of Chapter)
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