The Dream World is always filled with colorful dream mist and rolling clouds. Only when someone dreams in this area do these clouds break open a space for Dream Bubbles to appear. Or perhaps, it is because someone is dreaming in this area that the Dream Bubbles forcibly squeeze out a region. In essence, neither the clouds nor anything else drifts with the dreams of Alka and his companions. Thinking about it this way, for the dream creatures in the Homeland Sea’s Dream Realm, it’s as if that space is packed with soil and stones. After all, to dream creatures, these colorful clouds are equivalent to soil and stones.
Having roughly understood the operational mechanism, Alka decided not to drag other people’s Dream Bubbles over. It’s enough for them to be nearby; he can watch over them. Besides, if he dragged them over, they would just scatter again the next time they dreamed.
He made a brief patrol. This place was more desolate, even more so than the area where he had been last night. Aside from Pororo’s Dream Bubble, where shadowy, luminous arms had reappeared and were knocking, no monsters visited anyone else’s Dream Bubbles. Alka even wandered around for a while but saw no monsters in the Dream Realm. The desolation of the Real World affected the Dream Realm. The Dream Realm and the Real World are isolated, yet closely connected.
With this thought, Alka descended into the Dream Bubble below. This was Lucilia’s Dream Bubble. The current scene within Lucilia’s Dream Bubble was somewhat strange: a Giant Stone Fortress built on black soil. The towering fortress pierced the sky. Lucilia herself stood atop the fortress’s highest tower, dressed in heavy, black-and-red Knight Armor. She was holding two Giant Swords.
Dual-wielding Giant Swords? I never thought Lucilia had such a warrior’s heart.
She just stood there, striking a pose. Seeing Alka approach, the heavy helmet encasing her head dissipated, revealing Lucilia’s face. Lucilia glanced at him with her pale red eyes, then looked away, her gaze fixed ahead. She remained unmoving, still striking her pose.
Alka reached out and touched her. Her determined expression faltered into confusion, then cleared. Lucilia looked at her surroundings and her current state.
"Wow!" She was amazed by her attire, her expression a mixture of delight and satisfaction. She lifted the Giant Sword in her hand and swung it twice. "Haha, this is amazing!"
Watching Lucilia swing two Great Swords about haphazardly, Alka shook his head but still clapped. "Alright, stop playing," Alka said. "Weren’t we going to see what changes there are in the Dream World outside?"
Hearing this, Lucilia finally set aside her playful mood. The Great Sword in her hand vanished, the fortress crumbled, and the black soil transformed into a forest. Only her Knight Armor remained; it seemed she was quite pleased with her current attire.
Alka had awakened Lucilia in her dreams many times, but this was the first time he had seen her control her Dream Realm so effortlessly. Previously, although Lucilia could exert some control, it had always been somewhat strenuous for her.
"How have you become so good at controlling it now?" he couldn’t help but ask.
Hearing this, Lucilia smiled and said, "Because I’m a Toucher now, and a Three Spirals one at that!"
Just as I thought. Being a Toucher clearly made a significant difference in one’s control over their Dream Realm. The strength of the soul affects the strength of the spirit. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
The two of them floated to the edge of the Dream Bubble. Lucilia waved her hand, and the membrane became transparent, revealing the scene outside. She couldn’t resist reaching out to touch the membrane, but it was like pushing against a solid wall; her hand couldn’t pass through.
"So, even out here, I can’t leave the Dream Bubble?" Lucilia asked, a hint of regret in her voice.
Watching this, Alka pondered for a moment. A Dreamcatcher Crystal Ball appeared in his hand, and pink mist flowed out from it, enveloping Lucilia.
"Try going out now," Alka suggested.
Upon hearing this, Lucilia immediately extended her hand. It passed through without resistance, as if piercing a thin film.
"It works! I can really go out!" Lucilia exclaimed excitedly, looking at her arm, which was now outside the Dream Bubble.
It seems that in the Homeland Sea, Dream Catchers are indeed significantly suppressed.
Seeing this, Alka smiled too. He took Lucilia’s hand and led her out.
"So this is the real Dream World? It looks so strange," Lucilia remarked, observing their surroundings.
"Come on, let’s go see Chadite’s Dream Bubble," Alka said. With that, Alka took Lucilia’s hand, and they flew towards an adjacent Dream Bubble.
After passing through the membrane, they arrived in a world filled with flowers. In the center of this world was a swing. Chadite was sitting on the swing, swaying gently.
Looking at this world, Lucilia couldn’t help but exclaim, "It’s so beautiful!"
A gentle breeze rustled past, sending countless petals swirling into the air.
The two approached Chadite. He was still swaying on the swing and merely glanced at them before looking away, as if they weren’t there.
"Are people always in their Dream Realms? Was I like that too?" Lucilia couldn’t help asking, observing Chadite’s demeanor.
Alka nodded. "You were like that too."
However, before Alka could touch him, Chadite’s gaze automatically shifted from confusion to clarity.