At night, Zijing fell asleep in her room.

The nightmare that had troubled me for so long disappeared. After falling asleep, the darkness in front of my eyes was no longer the same as before. My body was no longer torn apart, and I no longer felt the oppression from some existence "outside".

Although she didn't know why, Zijing was thankful to be able to have a good night's sleep.

However, although I didn’t have a nightmare this time, I still saw some incomprehensible things in my dream.

A strange area that does not look like a place that should exist in the real world. A huge sphere protrudes from the dark purple ground. There is a huge diamond-shaped crack on the sphere, but like the entire sphere, half of it is buried under the ground.

He moved like an eyeball and stared at himself.

Next to Him, Zijing saw a large amount of flowing black viscous liquid, which seemed to have a certain rhythm when flowing, as if following some unknown instructions. They formed a protective circle around the sphere to prevent any external intrusion.

Zijing looked up at the "sky" and found the source of the black liquid. They all came from a pile of "black fragments" above. These fragments slowly rotated in the air. They were irregular in shape and sharp at the edges, as if they were the remains of a huge spherical object that had been broken. They kept dripping black liquid, just like the "blood" that flowed when people and animals died, or like the mucus left by some creature breaking out of an egg.

Zijing wanted to get closer, and the next moment, his perspective was instantly close. He stood on the black slime, with the soles of his feet touching it.

Then Amethyst slowly sank as if being swallowed by a swamp. She did not resist, not only because she knew she could not resist, but also because Amethyst recognized the owner of the liquid under her feet. He was the one who had been helping her in her previous nightmares.

———!

As Amethyst sank into the slime, a piercing sound suddenly rang in her ears. Looking up, she discovered that the reason the "sky" was black was because the "sky" in this dream had already been covered by black liquid, forming a larger protective shield.

Something sharp stabbed in from the outside, but it only changed its shape briefly, leaving a sharp stab inside. Then the sharp object outside was retracted, and the black protective shield returned to its original shape, as if nothing could penetrate this barrier.

Amethyst felt a strange sense of security, even though he was sinking into the seemingly dangerous black slime. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to be completely wrapped by the slime. A warm and familiar feeling came over him. He knew that this power would not hurt him. It had protected him from countless nightmares and kept him from the unknown fears.

As the purple crystal sank, he felt the pressure around him gradually increase, but this pressure did not make him feel uncomfortable. Instead, it was like a ritual, a purification or rebirth process. His body was permeated by a certain energy in the mucus. This feeling was both strange and familiar, as if he had some deep connection with this power.

Suddenly, Zijing felt a strong vibration. He opened his eyes and saw the black fragments began to break into pieces, as if they had lost some of their last strength. At the same time, the attackers outside the black "sky" also noticed something and began to attack from outside the protective shield, again and again.

Each time the protective shield was hit and dented into various shapes, but it always managed to hold up and return to its original shape the next moment.

Those guys outside were definitely the culprits that had caused him to have nightmares over the past few years. The black liquid isolated him from the attackers outside, which completely ended this nightmare.

However, I don’t know if it’s the price or something else, but the power that has been helping me seems to be having a hard time. It’s injured, or perhaps it’s been forced to enter a new stage.

The dispersing debris overhead is proof of that.

At the same time, in the real world outside of dreams, the black crystals that had been successfully recovered by various organizations and those that were still hidden in every corner of the world and had not been discovered all emitted a vague light at the same time.

Someone keenly noticed the abnormality and began to study it without stopping. However, due to the lack of a certain "key", they were destined to find nothing.

In a tower-like building in Siberia, a boy who was locked in a small room and shackled suddenly froze and looked in a certain direction. He was no longer naked, but was wearing a white but extremely thin suit.

The boy slowly stood up, reached out and touched the iron bars in front of the cell door, making it "disappear", and then slowly walked out under the horrified gazes of the other captured girls in the same room.

"Hey! You! How did you get out? Go back to the cell! Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

A patrolling guard spotted the boy who was like a zombie. Without saying a word, he immediately raised his gun, warned him and pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the boy directly in the leg.

The pain made the boy kneel down on one knee. Under his black hair, he stared at the guard who shot him, stretched out a finger, and pointed at him. There was Honkai energy condensed at his fingertips, but perhaps because he was too weak, the Honkai energy he had gathered with great difficulty dissipated again in the next moment.

The guards warned him a second time, but seeing that the boy had no intention of obeying them, they did not hesitate to launch a second wave of shooting. This time it was not just one person, but five guns firing at once.

The boy's body was hit, and bloody holes appeared in various parts. He slowly lowered his outstretched fingers and fainted.

"Tsk, playing tricks..."

A guard came over and kicked the boy's body, sneering.

"This guy is really lucky. All these bullets didn't hit his vitals... Hey, did you guys slack off during your shooting practice?"

"How is that possible? I'm a good shooter. Even if I don't practice for a month, I can still hit the target every time!"

"But it's a good thing that this guy wasn't killed. After all, he was a new test subject... and he was the only male. It would be a pity if he died like this."

"Hey, I checked the surveillance video. This guy walked directly out of the cell. Where are the bars?"

"It was broken. There are quite a few strong test subjects among them. I guess I have to be more careful next time. New test subjects like this should be given special shackles from the beginning."

"..."

Several guards were talking and laughing while dragging the boy's foot back to the cell, completely unaware that there was a slight fluctuation in the space behind them. Several bullets appeared out of thin air, lay on the ground, and then calmed down again.