"Because we can't understand the rules of dreams, we interpret it with our knowledge that it is a dream. Everything inside is nothingness, but there is a little bit of reality mixed in."

"When you see someone smiling at you, it may be fake. It is just a feedback of some object to your cognition. It may be smiling, it may be viciously cursing you, or it may even not exist at all.

."

"Dreamland is a canvas, a canvas that anyone can paint on. Many things are even written based on your cognition and even your memory."

"This is also the most dangerous place."

"There is no sky, no earth, and no sun. What you see may be true or false."

"None of them exist. Everything exists in the form of consciousness. It is just the appearance of a certain will to external stimulation."

"But beyond that, everything there is an indispensable source of strength."

"Extract properties with Space Filler!"

As the witch finished speaking, everyone clearly felt that the battleship was stunned.

"The location has arrived." The witch walked to the crystal ball aside and took a look, then frowned involuntarily.

"You are very unlucky. This time you are at the intersection of Broken Dreams, an unstable place."

The witch looked at the people on the long table and asked, "Is there anyone giving up? If you give up, you only need three unprofitable explorations."

No one answered.

"Very good, then I wish you all great profits."

After the witch finished speaking, everyone got up and walked towards the middle cabin. Alison glanced at them and quickly followed. When she walked to the hatch of the ship, she saw a fog outside, blocked by the red light shield emitted by the ship.

Outside.

Chapter 20.1 Dreamland

At the cabin door, groups of witches or secret workers walked out. Alison looked at them silently, and then she was bumped on the shoulder.

"Looking at your appearance just now, you wouldn't think that the Midnight Sabbat meant eating in a barrier battleship, would you?"

The witch setting up the stall leaned next to Alison, "Such a precious place is not used for this, the main part of the banquet is outside."

"Banquet." Alison looked at her.

"A Sabbat with hunting characteristics." The stall witch grabbed Alison's hand, "Let's go, it's your first time here, and you have no experience in many things."

After hearing this, Alison jumped out of the boat and followed her pull, and then slowly moved forward in the mist. She heard the witch say, "Everything here can be fake. Someone met his ex-wife after a long time.

, fall in love, get married, have children, eat, until he dies of old age he realizes that it is just a stone."

"Then how did you know?" Alison asked doubtfully.

"I devoured his soul."

When the fog cleared, Alison saw the witch's terrifying face, but then the face returned to normal, and then she put on a pair of glasses.

"What is this?" Alison asked.

"Distinguish which ones are empty, which ones can be collected, and which ones are cursed objects that you can't afford to offend." The witch said, slightly surprised, "You didn't even bring a cursed object that can distinguish between true and false?"

"The witch said that it is forbidden to use cursed objects here." Alison said.

"It doesn't matter, you'll be fine if you don't use those dangerous things." The witch shook her head slightly, then took Alison's hand and walked forward, "Most of the things living here are spiritually-generated objects, and some physical things are combined with them, such as

this."

As the witch spoke, she let go of Alison's arm and faced a huge lizard dragon that was full of wind and rain, and then punched it to pieces.

Alison saw that the real dragon was broken into countless pieces, and then a special physical object was revealed. Just as the thing was about to float away, the witch grabbed it with her gloved hand.

"Crunch, crunch~" A sound like chewing came from her palm.

"How about it, hunting spirituality is very simple, as long as you have observation-type cursed objects."

The witch who set up the stall smiled and said, "I'm lucky. I started with characteristic fragments. Ten of these are equivalent to a complete characteristic. The worse ones are fifteen or twenty. If I'm not lucky, I'll encounter them all along the way.

You scum, you need a hundred or two hundred to be considered a complete characteristic."

"Discounting the Sabbat's commission, it takes at least ten times to obtain the complete characteristics. In this weird place where even demons don't want to come, the chance of surviving ten times in a row is very low."

"But the most important thing is to have an observation cursed object. If you don't have it, I suggest you come back after you have it."

Alison nodded when she heard this, stretched out her hand to summon the big eyes, and she also had observation items.

She moved her gaze upwards to look at the video screen, and then she saw on the video screen the head of the stall witch whose face was full of joy exploded like a watermelon, and then a fist hit her.

"Pah~" Alison stretched out her hand to resist, but was hit by the huge force and couldn't help but take two steps back. Then she saw a man appear, opening his big mouth from ear to ear and biting her neck.

"Crunch~"

Suddenly, Alison took out a box of canned herring and stuffed it into his mouth, then kicked him out. Then she looked at the stall witch who had just guided her, she was too dead to die anymore.

Already.

"It turns out that the Midnight Sabbat is like this." Alison frowned and looked into the distance. Many figures in the mist were watching the excitement.

"Ahem~ Damn it!" The man who almost fainted after eating a box of canned herring coughed for a long time and then glared at Alison, "You cousin just dared to ignore my good intentions, I will make your life worse than death!

"

Alison raised her eyebrows when she heard this, "You are actually jealous of her glasses."

"It's just a cursed object for observation." A trace of disdain flashed across the man's face, and then he looked at Alison with a dead look, "No one has ever dared to disobey me, I just don't like your attitude."

"Are you so overbearing? Don't you have any royal laws?" Alison looked at the man in surprise and moved her fingers slightly.

Then in the next second, a group of city defense troops walked out of the fog around them and politely asked Alison, "Beautiful lady, what happened here?"

"That man did the murder." Alison pointed at the man and said.

"Oh, don't worry, we will arrest him right away." The city defense soldiers said, holding up their spears and walking towards the man. However, Alison saw a sarcasm on the man's face, and he faced the man without fear.

Rushing over.

"Pfft~"

"Um?"

The man was stabbed by several spears. He looked at the city defenders with puzzled eyes, "How is that possible?"

However, before he could recover, the city defense troops from behind also followed up, stabbing him with long spears until he was almost alive.

"Pfft, pfft~" The city defense troops didn't make any unnecessary moves, and quickly reduced him to a pulp.

[Acquire a copy of inhuman spirituality and slightly increase agility attributes]

"Ah, is this a monster?" Alison asked, pointing to the man on the ground.

However, none of the people in the mist answered her. Instead, their figures began to disappear, and a few of them were clearly running.

Alison was a little confused when she saw this. She turned her head and saw a huge monster squatting where they came from. It had a mountain-like outline and two glowing red eyes as big as a lantern.

Seeing this, Alison subconsciously went to the match, and then saw the monster open its mouth wide, and a strong wind spurted out.

"Woo~"

When the strong wind hit, Alison felt as if she had been hit by the core of a typhoon. She flew directly into the sky, and the city defense troops on the ground also broke their disguises and turned into paper figures, and then fell apart in the strong wind.

During this flight, Alison felt that she had gone six or seven miles. She squinted at the rotating sky and ground, and saw forty or fifty little people running wildly, being blown to the ground by the wind from time to time, and among them

A few miles ahead, where the fog dissipated, a city rose from the ground.

"Ta da da da~"

The hunting team ran to the city at top speed. The fog around them completely dissipated, revealing blue sky, white clouds, and Alison like a meteor streaking across.

"Boom~"

Everyone saw her hit a tall building, and the wall cracked due to the impact. The next second, under the influence of gravity, it slid down the building like tomato soup poured on the wall.

"Devil! Another one bleeding, won't it attract more nightmare beasts?" A man sat on the ground dejectedly, "I can't run away anymore."

"The fog has dissipated, and the nightmare will not appear again." A purple-haired witch wearing a large-brimmed witch hat stretched out her hand to push the brim of the hat. "But three participants died in one hunting. It was really unsatisfactory."

"This is all caused by that damn Wolf King!" the male wizard on the ground said angrily, and then summoned an eye to float beside him, and asked the person next to him, "Whose experience is this? We have such a

Building?”

The people around him didn't speak.

"Hey! Are you deaf? The wizard is asking you something." A dark hunter carrying a bow shouted.

The witches around them looked at each other after hearing this, with incomprehensible expressions in their eyes. The wizard sitting on the ground glanced at them, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Drow, run!" the wizard shouted.

"What?" The dark hunter was stunned.

"Wow, wow, wow~"

Alarmed by the sound, the dark hunter looked around and saw that the witches turned into a bunch of bats and flew towards him. The hunter was shocked when he saw this. He cursed and tried to draw his bow, but the man behind him who had been fighting with him yesterday was

The witch of the haystack gave him a stick directly.

"Bang~"
To be continued...