coobybook Chapter 185: We can still save you
Chapter 185: We can still save you
The light-haired girl also replied: "Those people are fine... Just send those trapped in the dream realm out."
Ran Ying nodded slightly and tapped lightly a few times on the tablet in her hand, as if she was recording something.
Then she looked into the distance again. It was too similar to the black SUV parked in the distance and the passengers still in the car at this moment: "...What's going on with them?"
The one who answered this time was the tall woman in purple: "They are still alive... It's just that they were too close to the battlefield at the time and were accidentally affected, so they were also dragged into the most chaotic area in this dreamland."
The man in the wide-sleeved robe also echoed, "...It is precisely because of the strongest obsession of those entangled consciousnesses, which is to kill the evil demon and prevent it from reaching the town where humans gather. Therefore, those people were drawn into the cycle of the dream realm. However, because they are pure humans, they only experienced the feeling of death in this dream realm, rather than truly dying."
After getting this answer, Ran Ying nodded again and continued to take notes on the tablet computer in her hand.
Finally, her gaze fell on the figure that had been trapped in the pale golden barrier until now. It was like a pool of melted wax, limp on the ground, covering a large area, and could barely be seen as a human figure.
His eyes dimmed for a moment, and the perfect smile on his face turned into a look of heavy regret.
He spoke again, his tone somewhat heavy, and asked: "...are there any ways to improve or alleviate the current situation of these tangled consciousnesses?"
Upon hearing this, several monsters looked at each other, and were confused for a moment.
Finally, it was the tall woman in purple who answered: "...the souls of these people were gathered together, and then twisted into one individual with the consciousness of the demon. This situation can be said to be unprecedented...Although we can travel in the dream realm and feed on dreams and emotions, we are only good at fighting, not healing..."
However, as these words came out, Ran Ying's expression became increasingly gloomy. After a slight sigh, she asked again, "Then is there any way to separate them from the demon clan?"
Faced with this difficult problem, the expressions on the faces of several monsters seemed extremely conflicted.
Finally, the girl with light hair said hesitantly, "...why not ask the spirits to come over and take a look?"
Then the man in the wide-sleeved robe also had a bright idea, thinking that this was also a good idea: "Unlike us demons, who can only travel between dreams and reality... there are some special spirits who live in the dream realm from birth to death. They have lived in the dream realm for generations. They should know more about everything that happens in the dream realm than us, the passers-by... Ask them to come and take a look, it seems possible to find a solution."
With an option that seemed to have hope, Ran Ying immediately nodded and contacted her superior through a special device in her hand that was similar to a tablet computer.
After truthfully reporting what happened here, he submitted a request to his superiors to dispatch an elf to check out the situation in this dream realm.
Soon the application was approved, and the superior also gave a reply, and immediately an elf came to reply.
And at this moment, the benefits of those non-human identities appeared again.
Almost at the moment when Ran Ying received the news, she saw a woman wearing a light gauze, with a veil covering her face, and wearing a white dress that inexplicably looked somewhat ethnic, coming in the form of light and landing beside them.
The figure of the woman in the white dress was as light as the breeze and as elegant as the mist. When she passed by them, she stopped for a moment.
He bowed his head slightly, placed his palm on his shoulder, and saluted. After saying hello, without much greeting, he walked directly towards the figure that looked like a melted human wax block lying in the pale golden barrier.
As she flicked her sleeves slightly, an extremely soft white light emanated from her palm.
But after a moment, the soft white light disappeared completely, and the elf woman who came from nowhere shook her head slightly.
Then she explained what she had learned after her investigation: "In the dream realm, after our people passed away, they would turn into fragments of the spirit... and now their situation is roughly the same. They are all broken souls or fragments of the spirit, relying on their own willpower or obsession to forcibly gather together."
"In this way, the consciousness of the demons that devoured this dream realm was suppressed, and they took the leading role in the struggle, which led to the current situation..." Then the spirit woman in a white dress and veil sighed and said, "If we forcibly separate them, these soul fragments will only end up turning into ashes."
The Elven woman also showed a trace of regret on her face, and then raised her hand and brushed it on her shoulder, bowing slightly, as if to express her apology for being powerless: "I'm sorry... I'm not strong enough. With my meager strength, it seems that I can't save the current situation."
Yuan Zhuoyue, who had been acting as a bystander or listener, was keenly aware of the more subtle points revealed in the words of this last non-human woman who arrived in the dream realm.
Yuan Zhuoyue felt extremely sad and sorry for what those soldiers had to go through. He felt that even if he couldn't rescue them.
We should also find ways to alleviate their suffering, or separate them from the enemies who caused the current situation.
Instead of continuing to coexist in this twisted way, leaving them trapped in their obsession, unable to break free.
So Yuan Zhuoyue asked, "...Miss, what did you mean by what you said just now? You have a solution to their current situation, but with your ability, you can't successfully implement it?"
The woman in the white gauze dress bowed again after hearing this, and then continued: "I am the current leader of the Jiling Clan, Feng Ningxue... You can just call me by my name."
When Feng Ningxue introduced herself abruptly, the three demons present all stared at her, with a look of confusion and disbelief on their faces.
Especially the light-haired girl who looked the youngest, her eyes also wandered to Yuan Zhuoyue, and her lips trembled slightly.
It seemed as if he was about to say something, but in the end he calmed down, closed his mouth, and said nothing. He and his companions chose to remain silent.
Although Yuan Zhuoyue felt that this self-introduction was a bit strange, he still called out: "Head of Feng Ningxue, is my previous guess as I thought? Do you know how to free them from this situation?"