Chapter 192 Dreams Woven by Spider Web

Irene couldn't understand why the Lost People, who had just fought with them with swords, suddenly appeared to save them.

Seeing that more and more black beasts and lost ones were surrounding them from outside, and that they might even attract seventh-level enemies, Rhodes made a quick decision.

"Go with her first!"

"it is good!"

After that, they didn't hesitate any longer and rushed into the alley to meet Lillian.

"follow me."

Lillian glanced at them and didn't say much. She just walked through the wall behind her and disappeared on the spot.

"Disguise?" Augula asked in surprise, and instantly changed back into the form of a small wooden stake.

"Kind of. Let's go." Erin said, and took the lead in passing through the wall.

Rhodes and the little thing followed closely behind, and then Augla also followed in.

A blink of an eye.

The surrounding scene changed into a distorted space that seemed to be from another dimension. The shouts and roars coming from all directions suddenly disappeared, and it became extremely quiet.

But before they could get familiar with the environment, Lillian, who came in first, was already standing several meters away, holding a dagger and facing them tremblingly.

"You...are you Irene or Nightmare?!"

Her voice was trembling and contained a hint of fear. It seemed that she had not really returned to normal, but rather that she came forward to rescue them out of compassion for her fellow people.

Erin, who had come to her senses, was touched and sad. She quickly said, "It's me, Lillian. I really am Erin. We were born from the same branch of life. Have you forgotten?"

"But...but...you have the aura of a nightmare!"

Lillian's face was filled with pain, and she stared at Erin with trembling eyes.

Obviously, in her eyes, Erin was a nightmare monster that was hated by everyone and destroyed the Dream Forest. However, her mind told her that the person standing in front of her was her childhood playmate and one of her people.

This tangled and painful feeling continued to fill her heart, making her very confused. She shook her head and backed away.

"You must be Incubus, right? You are Incubus who transformed into Irene to deceive me, right!"

"No, it's not."

Erin took a step forward hastily, but immediately stopped, took a deep breath and said, "Have you forgotten? We once made a wish under the Tree of Life to become the most powerful elf ranger, learned archery together, were punished by Instructor Aqima, and stole the Great Elder's Hundred Flowers Wine together. How could Nightmare know all this? And..."

Childhood memories kept coming out of her mouth, like sharp blades stabbing into Lillian's heart.

"How could this happen? How could this happen... Erin, and everyone else, why did it become like this..."

She held her head with both hands and shook it desperately, as if trying to break free from this chaotic state, break free from the confusion that had shrouded them for hundreds of years.

Erin gritted her teeth and finally seemed to have thought of something. She took out the black fruit that Rhode had given her.

She didn't even need to say anything, Lillian, who was out of control, felt the breath and raised her head suddenly.

"Life fruit! How do you have the life fruit?"

"Yes, this is the fruit of life. You may not want to believe in yourself or what you see, but you will never forget the breath of the tree god, right?" Yilin said as she threw the black fruit to the other side.

Lillian caught it subconsciously, and then her eyes widened, tears streaming from her trembling pupils.

More than a thousand years.

A full thousand years.

She almost forgot what the Tree of Life that gave birth to her looked like.

The appearance of the Fruit of Life instantly awakened her memories that had been buried for many years. Tears flowed uncontrollably, her legs went weak and she fell to the ground, tightly holding the Fruit of Life in her hand.

Even if this was an illusion created by a nightmare, she refused to let go, because this was the breath of her homeland and the breath of her people.

"Everyone, are you okay?"

After a while, she asked in a trembling voice, without looking up at Irene.

"all good."

Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, and her nervous expression finally relaxed: "Everyone has been doing well these years. I miss you all very much. I have been looking for you everywhere. We are too late..."

"Yeah……"

Lillian murmured to herself, then raised her head with tears on her face and showed a far-fetched smile: "It's great to meet you, but we can't go back, never go back again."

"why?"

Irene tensed again.

Rhodes and Augla beside them also looked puzzled.

"Do you know how many years we have spent here? One thousand five hundred years. Once we leave here, everyone will instantly age and die. We... can't go back."

It was as if she was describing a very ordinary little thing. Instead of feeling any pain or sadness, Lillian felt a sense of relief.

Her words also startled Irene and Rodogula, who suddenly thought of the time difference between here and the outside world.

Normally, the lifespan of elves is only a thousand years at most, but Lillian has lived here for fifteen hundred years and still looks young.

Apparently this comes at a price!
Once they return to their original world, they will probably be wiped out instantly by the rules of time, depriving them of their lifespans!

why.

Why does the Dream Weaver do this?
Is increasing the speed of time here also for the purpose of protecting them?

Rhodes was puzzled. Logically speaking, when the black soil first appeared, the Weaver should still be awake and could not have harmed these souls.

So many surviving souls would definitely be a huge help to the Dream Forest today. If possible, he naturally hoped to rescue them.

In addition, the fourth demigod mark is in the hands of the Dream Weaver, and the Moon Goddess Altar cannot be complete without it.

It seems necessary to see the Dream Weaver in person.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Do you know how to meet the Dream Weaver?"

"You want to see Lord Dream Weaver?" Lillian was stunned and looked at Rhodes, then at Erin.

"Yes, this time we came here, in addition to looking for the souls of our people, we also wanted to meet the Dream Weaver and find out what happened in the Dream Forest."

At this time, Yilin also reacted. Since all of this was done by the Dream Weaver, if they found the Dream Weaver, wouldn't they be able to find a way to save their people?

"The best I can do is take you to the vicinity of Lord Dream Weaver's palace." Lillian said after a moment's hesitation.

Now, she was about 70% sure that Rhode and the others were not nightmares.

While feeling confused, they seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, hoping that they could save those lost tribesmen.

After a moment of silence, he finally stood up quickly: "Follow me."

After saying that, he walked towards the other direction of the dimensional space. Seeing this, Rhodes and the others hurriedly followed.

soon.

They passed through the portal and emerged onto an unfamiliar street.

What surprised Rhodes was that they had actually arrived under the giant black tree, only a few kilometers away from the Dream Weaver's Palace.

When I looked up, I saw a horrifying scene.

Countless spiders and spider demons hung down from the trees, and it seemed that if you shouted, a bunch of spiders would fall on your face.

On the edge of the giant tree's branches, a large number of spiders were crawling around, actually using their spider webs to weave a broken barrier!
"Is this barrier woven from a spider web?"

Not to mention Rhodes, even Augla's eyes widened in disbelief.

They have always believed that it was constructed by magical energy. So, from this point of view, the changes that have occurred to the residents here are most likely related to the Dream Weaver.

"These spider demons were originally followers of the Dream Weaver. However, five hundred years ago, the Dream Weaver sealed off the palace and did not allow anyone to enter. Therefore, they had no choice but to build their nests nearby."

"In your eyes, what are they like?"

Lillian asked hesitantly.

"died."

Augula, the young man, said immediately: "Aren't these just black beasts polluted by black soil? They are what you call nightmares."

"..."

Lillian stopped talking.

Looking at the group of spider demons on the tree, they were still talking and laughing while weaving spider webs, just like what she always saw, and she couldn't help but bite her lip.

"I can only take you outside the palace." She whispered, and no one noticed her shaking arms.

If these spider demons are nightmares, then what is she, as a companion of nightmares?
Have they really lived with nightmares for more than five hundred years?
Or are the people around her the real nightmare?

Lillian was a little confused.

But her remaining rationality still made her bring the person here. Perhaps only Lord Weaver could solve this problem.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Yilin felt a little distressed, but she couldn't say much.

Several people hid in the alley for a while before Lillian slowly walked out and approached the palace.

Swish swish!
In an instant, all the spider demons from all directions looked towards her, and in the distance there were even a few terrifying auras that reached the seventh level.

However, they did not come to check, because many residents usually came to pay homage to the Dream Weaver.

But even so, Lillian was still very nervous after learning the truth, and she approached step by step with stiff steps.

It took several times longer than usual to finally arrive outside the palace gate, where the residents usually kowtowed.

"Dream Weaver, if you can hear me, please forgive Lillian's mistakes..."

Lillian knelt on the ground and worshiped devoutly towards the dark palace entrance.

Upon seeing this, the spider demons all withdrew their gazes and fell silent again.

At this moment, Lillian moved her arm slightly, and two things that looked like fruit seeds were thrown into the palace gate.

hum-

A barely detectable ripple spread out, and the seed passed through the blockade unhindered and disappeared into the darkness.

Lillian heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and finally kowtowed a few times as if relieved of a heavy burden, then stood up and left.

There was silence in the palace for a moment.

Seeing that no black beast had discovered them, Rhodes and the others poked their heads out of the sky fruit.

“He actually came in.”

"Fortunately, those Level 7s didn't come."

"Be careful not to make too much noise."

After exchanging glances, they left the independent space and came outside. Augla, who was in the form of a small wooden stake, quickly deployed his domain to shield his aura and hid in a dark corner.

Rhodes raised his head and looked around carefully.

Contrary to his expectations, the Weaver's palace was not the giant nest he had imagined, but a very proper palace.

Both the walls and the pillars are carved with very ancient patterns.

There are two strange patterns painted on the walls on both sides of the entrance.

One is a tree branch with blooming branches covered with round beads, and the bead on the top looks a bit like the sun.

One is the root of a tree, with a glowing object wrapped underneath, which looks a bit like the moon.

“Is this the Tree of Life?”

"It doesn't look like much."

Irene and Augla looked at the mural suspiciously and discussed in low voices. The little guy simply ignored it and looked around inside.

"Let's go, go in first, and run away immediately if you find anything wrong."

Rhodes withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and began to walk into the palace.

Augla and the others followed closely behind, and in the blink of an eye they were lost in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)