Author: Don’t drink Coke?

A slender red tentacle struck like a sharp sword.

It passed by Balazs' head and plunged straight into Kriel's body.

However, Kriel was like a phantom, and his tentacles were of no use at all.

Those tentacles began to gather, and all the red tentacles on the entire island began to converge towards this location.

Balazs also took advantage of this moment to escape to the rear of Kriel.

Because now Kriel is like an invisible target. As long as he has these tentacles in front of him, they will try to attack him first.

But because of the blessing, Kriel became like a phantom, and all attacks had no effect on him.

Countless red tentacles spread like fluid, and more tentacles emerged from the bottom of the water on the shore.

Looking at the tentacles surrounding him, Balazs looked at Kriel next to him who was completely immune to attack.

Hatred can no longer be concealed, but one's enemy will live well.

And I will die here.

I couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in my heart.

Why can he survive at such a time?

A faint red mist surrounded him, and the tentacles passed over him and gathered around him.

Looking at the white mist, Balazs quickly raised his head to look at the vigil snake in the sky.

The vigil snake's attention has completely fallen on the red tentacles that are quickly gathering together below.

These tentacles of red mist gathered together and became larger and larger.

In the end, a huge deer-like creature was formed, which was dozens of meters tall. The red mist formed the deer's body, and tentacles like flesh sprouts protruded and swayed.

"Roar ah ah ah ah~"

The deer head roared, and the harsh sound came again, spreading to the surroundings.

Balazs, who was originally safe, couldn't help but fall to the ground, holding his head and rolling around wildly.

"Mirmi? I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and you have become so disgusting."

His voice still only sounded in my mind.

Facing his words, the giant red deer called Mirmi had no intention of paying attention.

He showed no sense at all.

The red mist sprouts on his body sprayed directly upwards, converging into a huge tentacle and attacking the white mist snake.

…

"No more smoking? What's going on?"

Alka, who was sitting in his dreamland waiting for the island to return, said something strange.

"What's wrong?" Lucilia, who was reading a book next to her, turned around and asked.

Alka looked up at her and said strangely: "The monster is no longer absorbing the energy of the dream."

"This should be a good thing, right? Maybe he's full." Lucilia said, amused by her own words.

Alka shook his head in a funny way: "How is that possible? Then there is the saying that you are full."

"But this is indeed a good thing. It finally allows me to relax a little bit."

It's not a pleasant feeling to have to endure the dream energy being sucked out while you're still awake.

He stood up and patted his butt, then flew straight up and quickly reached the edge of the dream.

He reached out and touched the film of the dream bubble.

But my fingers went through easily.

The touch as hard as a steel plate did not come through.

Alka looked at his fingers that were threaded through.

"He didn't seal me in the dream bubble? Damn it, he wouldn't have discovered the problem with the bubble, right?"

Alka panicked and thought inexplicably that if something was found wrong and the dream bubble was broken, death would basically be declared.

He quickly calmed down and poked out a trace of mist to observe the situation outside.

It was discovered that there were indeed no monsters or anything else outside, and the red tentacles that had attacked before had completely disappeared.

Logically speaking, the surrounding area should have been completely occupied by now.

However, just as he stuck his head out, Alka immediately pulled his head back and covered his ears.

He had just been attacked by such a piercing cry again.

This time he learned wisely.

He gently wiped the film to make it transparent, allowing him to see what was going on outside.

Although it will hinder his perception, at least he can see clearly.

There was nothing strange about the place he was facing at this time, it was just the strange environment of the dream and the dragging light and shadow.

Look up.

"...?"

Alka rubbed his eyes, what a ghost.

Look carefully again.

"What's going on? How did this thing get here?"

The thing in front of him really startled him. The thing hovering in the sky almost covering the entire area, the snake-like body condensed in the form of white mist, was all too familiar to him.

Isn't that the big white mist snake operating in the dream area of ​​Southern Cross Island?

Why did you come here?

Looking for the source of the body, Alka came to the back and turned the film transparent to look at it carefully.

This time Lucilia and the others were also able to see clearly.

"Oh my God? What is that?"

"By the gods, what a big snake."

"The big white snake is so cute."

Various surprised sounds came from the mouth of the doll girl.

Lucilia also froze in place, staring blankly at the scene in the distance.

Mechanically he turned his head to look at Alka.

Pointing to the scene in the distance with his hand.

"Then...what is that?"

Creatures that are huge enough to cover up the sky and the sun, as well as giant red mist deer that almost cover the entire island.

Two giant creatures appeared in front of them.

It gives people an extremely unreal dreamlike feeling.

"Is this very common in dreams?"

Alka was also a little confused about the scene in front of her.

He knew the huge white mist snake, so was the huge deer made of red mist the huge creature here?

Alka initially thought it was a tentacle monster or an octopus, but to his surprise, it turned out to be a deer.

This is quite different from my previous first impression.

At this time, the two creatures were completely fighting together.

The red deer kept shooting out huge red tentacles, while the white mist snake just hung in the air, sticking out its head.

All the red tentacles could not fly in front of him at all, and would be shot by sharp arrows composed of white mist one after another, and then disappear into thin air.

Regardless of size or combat, the situation shown shows that the White Mist Serpent is much stronger than the red monster.

All attacks against him seemed to be a joke and were blocked by him easily.

However, for some reason, the big white mist snake didn't attack, and just blocked it, waiting for the red deer to attack him at will.

At this time, Balazs, who was below the battlefield between the two sides, stayed in the small circle formed by the white mist, not daring to move.

The noise coming from the battle and the threats issued by both sides made him dare not move at all.

Coupled with the soul that had just been stung by the roar, the whole person was now in a daze.

Finally, the White Mist Serpent launched an attack.
To be continued...