Tears fell unobediently.

There was a cramping pain in his chest, like the hands of those fallen soldiers were tearing.

With his knees limp, the dream knelt down in the direction of the battlefield. The sharp sand pierced the white calves, and blood seeped out—however, it was as insignificant as a sea of water compared to the battlefield at the foot of the mountain.

Hold your hands on the ground and try not to fall directly to the ground.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... "Something gushed out of my throat.

Red, slimy......

Dream gritted her teeth, but more blood gushed out, forcing her to vomit.

"The turbulence of mana caused by over-exertion......" Diserel sighed, pressing a small ball of light into the body of the dream—there was healing magic, and this situation would be dangerous if left unchecked.

Although my body felt better, my heart was more painful. Dream stared at the culprit with mixed eyes—she was so powerful, and she was so weird, and she had killed so many people on the surface who had nothing to do with her, but she cared for herself as an obstructor......

However, Dreamdream saw that Destriel's face was completely devoid of the joy and smugness of the success of her plan, and her emotions seemed to be a little lost—not only because of her own situation, but also because of other reasons......

"Because of the presence of the bamboo flower, the magic will flow according to your thoughts, if you have an extremely strong sense of self-reproach...... Then, your magic will hurt you. Destriel shook her head and said, "Remember, Dream, even if you hate me and want to stop me, your life is the most important thing. ”

"Why...... Why can't Dreamy see through your trap?" Dream struggled to make a sound, "if Dreamlight can see through it...... These soldiers won't ......"

"Don't beat yourself up, after all, you've been through too little. "The war on the surface must continue, for ...... reason I can't tell you just yet. ”

"Why...... Why!" Dream struggled to get up, "Do these soldiers deserve to die?"

Disherel shook her head.

"Reason...... Tell Dream!" Dream clenched his fists, "Why, why!?"

This is a question that can only be left to you to think about slowly. Destriel put on that eerie smile again, "If you can't even think about it, you can't stop me." ”

"You ......" Dreamdream was about to say something, but suddenly a wave of sleepiness hit her - wait, using sleepy magic on yourself?

Phantom looked at Destriel in surprise, the magic had actually taken effect—although it was still too late for him to break it, but he felt a familiar warmth from the magic.

I don't want to struggle at all...... Dream let his consciousness soak in this warmth.

The warmth seemed to be able to encompass everything, melting and healing the almost broken spirit of the dream......

Such a familiar feeling exists in my memory......

Dream Dream's body fell—before consciousness melted, Dream felt a fiery embrace embracing her.

It's not the same as I remember...... What is the difference between warm and fiery......

Well, it's not that it feels bad to be hot......

There is still a difference between warm and fiery......

…… Sister............