Klein was startled, instinctively turning sideways so as not to leave his back to Liomaster, who was trembling in terror inside the storage room.
He could no longer be sure that this "prisoner" in the linen short robe was innocent!
At that moment, the knight clad in black full-body armor, with the same face as Liomaster, had a deep crimson light blazing in his eyes. He raised the dark, heavy straightsword with both hands.
Thud!
With a single step, he swung the sword forward in a slash, so fast that Klein's eyes could barely keep up.
Klein, also sideways to him, instinctively raised the "
Woo!
A tangible hurricane arose from nowhere, layer after layer coiling around Klein, protecting him at the eye of the storm.
Shriek! A streak of black light slashed down. The layers of the gale disintegrated one by one, shooting out in all directions, shaking the entire hall.
Boom!
Under the pitch-black greatsword, the hurricane burst with explosive sounds, transforming into shockwaves that flooded the area, lifting all the piled-up clutter into the air.
The intense clash clearly shook the dream. Klein's mind suddenly became hazy, and he involuntarily rolled a couple of times.
Splash!
He fell from the bed in his room onto the deck, the impact snapping his eyes open.
That "Black Saint" is really strong… Or rather, I've never actually used the "Sea God Scepter" in the real world, so I can't fully restore its power in the dream... Wait! It's still night! Klein suddenly noticed a problem.
At this moment, there was no midday sunlight streaming in through the window!
His awakening was due to the intense struggle in the dream, not a natural change!
In other words, he had to fall asleep immediately, right now, otherwise he might disappear into the dark night, never to be found!
The thought flashed through his mind. Klein pushed himself up with his right hand, leaped toward his bed, and landed steadily on it.
Then, he visualized countless superimposed light spheres and quickly entered a dream.
During this process, Klein's gaze swept across the window. He vaguely saw the night outside, deep, cold, quiet, and peaceful, without any trace of evil.
At the same time, he had a vague feeling that farther away, there was a mist shrouding the sea. Within the mist, there was an ancient, spire-topped church. It was entirely black, without a bell tower. On its top, pitch-black crows were circling, as if mourning something.
Around this church were scattered many buildings: ordinary two-story houses, simple wooden huts, a bakery with a sign, a greyish-white mill powered by a waterwheel… Figures of pedestrians moved through the streets and alleys, their forms hazy and indistinct.
A mirage? The source of the danger at night? Everyone who disappeared lost their minds and went there? Klein woke up in the dream, instinctively flashing through the accumulated questions in his mind.
Then, he forced his thoughts together and took out the "Sea God Scepter" from the "Special Spirit World Region"!
He remembered he had been in the middle of a fierce battle with the "Black Saint" when he left the dream!
A slightly dim golden light shone into Klein's eyes, and everything became clear.
What he saw was no longer the tall knight in black armor, nor Liomaster in his linen short robe, but a row of French windows facing the setting sun.
The windows were very clean, and under the sunlight outside, they exuded an indescribable purity.
Beside the windows were long tables in natural wood color and brown chairs. Farther away were rows of bookshelves filled with all kinds of books.
A library? A great archive? Every time I enter this dream world, I appear in a different place within a certain range? Klein cautiously observed his surroundings for a while, confirming that it was temporarily safe. There was no "Black Saint," nor any strange evil creatures.
He gripped the "Sea God Scepter" and first went to the French window, looking out at the environment.
What first caught his eye was a magnificent architectural complex covering the opposite mountain peak. The huge palaces, majestic spires, and towering walls were all frozen in the twilight, extremely visually stunning.
Even though it wasn't the first time he had seen it, Klein still held his breath and quietly admired this miraculous scenery for a few seconds.
He then shifted his gaze towards the cliff, seeing the high walls of the black monastery and the withered yellow trees beside the boulders. However, due to obstructions, he couldn't confirm if "Admiral of Stars"
Indeed, within a certain range, I haven't left this area… I've gone deep into the Black Monastery? Klein thoughtfully withdrew his gaze and walked step by step towards the bookshelves.
He had no time to think about what exactly the "Black Saint" and Liomaster in the previous dream were all about, because he had to first figure out his current situation.
Approaching the bookshelves, Klein noticed that the books on them all had their own titles, not the blurry kind in a normal dream.