Disgusting monster...shut up!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The tambourine fluttered like a colorful butterfly flapping its wings, breaking away from Funakoshi's side, breaking through Yumeo in front, and leaping toward the stairs.

Mr. Funakoshi, who had lost the protection of the tambourine, murmured, and the dream boys around him came like a tide...

"Shunhui..."

…

boom!

Kamiyagawa's pistol was empty of the last bullet.

But the number of dream boys still hasn’t decreased.

"Damn."

Those in front who were armed with guns, the more dangerous Dream Man, and the Dream-Eating Tapir could barely block it.

But these latter ones have already flocked to the spiritual masters.

The crowd was scattered.

Kamiya and Onizuka were also forced to disperse.

Bang!

Kamiyagawa used the butt of his gun to smash into the temple of a dream boy dressed as a salaryman, knocking him to the ground, and then raised his foot to kick the boy who looked like a child far away.

Another ray of red light pierced through from somewhere on the battlefield to Kamiya.

It whipped several dream boys into dark fragments on the ground.

This is the dream-eating tapir who is still struggling to resist the dream man and is helping the owner.

But, it's still too much.

If this continues, no one will be able to survive.

"Puff, puff!"

Just when Kamiyagawa didn't know what to do, the voice of the dream-eating tapir sounded.

A strange aura that was different from other Yumemen appeared on the battlefield.

Boom, boom, boom.

At the same time, powerful drum beats sounded on the extremely chaotic battlefield.

This is Mr. Funakoshi's tambourine.

He came up from the ground!

Kamiya became slightly excited.

"Puff!"

In the direction where the special dream boy aura appeared and the sound of the tambourine sounded, the red light controlled by the little tapir broke through a gap in the crowd of dream boys.

So Kamiya can see——

There was an abnormally tall dream boy wearing a blood-colored skirt and shirt, with half of his body rotten, and he quickly rushed out of the shopping mall.

He was recklessly chasing a flying tambourine with blood stains on it.

After the appearance of the alienated dream boy, the gunshots coming from the other exterminators on the battlefield slowed down significantly.

Kamiya was stunned for a moment when he saw the blood-stained tambourine, but he quickly came to his senses.

"That's it. That dream boy is the alienated body, the special being that links the dreams of thousands of people together."

Kamiyakawa pulled the [Cloud Mirror] around his neck.

The simple mourning objects with mysterious patterns rotated rapidly.

On the alienated dream boy's side, the tambourine in front seemed to have lost its strength, and its flying speed slowed down.

puff.

Yumeno's blood-stained long hair penetrated the tambourine.

The drum beat fell silent.

Only then did the alienated dream boy wake up slightly, and he looked at the chaotic battlefield around him.

There are some completely unfamiliar buildings appearing around the shopping mall.

Abandoned factory buildings, rusty steel frames, tall chimneys...

Got hooked.

…

real world.

An abandoned textile factory on the edge of the Hanahata River.

All the spirit exterminators gathered here concentrated their attention for a moment.

From their perspective, a huge shopping mall appeared out of thin air in the factory area.

Reality and the dreams of thousands of people began to overlap.

This shows that the ghost disciple Kamiyagawa who sneaked into the dream was successful.

In this special space where reality and reality intertwine, an incalculable number of dream boys also appeared together.

The dream boys didn't even realize what happened.

In the next ten minutes, whether it is an abandoned textile factory or a shopping mall, they overlap with each other, with no distinction between reality and reality.

Situations in dreams can affect reality, and situations in reality can also affect dreams.

Because of the overlapping reality, the spiritual exterminators in the textile factory are not restricted by dreams and can use their spiritual power freely.

"Fight!"

You should have the platycodon talisman paper dancing on your fingertips.

While entering the fighting state, she turned her head slightly and looked at the stretcher bed next to her.

Perhaps because Kamiya in reality and Kamiya in the dream are both in the "same place", at this time Kamiya was shrouded in red light and had already woken up.

He rolled over from the gurney, his pupils shrunk and sparkled.

He pulled out an indigo-colored nodachi with a long, narrow and beautiful blade, and the blade was wrapped with bright yellow lightning.

"Let's go!"

Kamiyagawa held the sword, crossed Fu Niyi without hesitation, and rushed towards somewhere on the battlefield.

The lightning sputtered and spread on the surface, and the high temperature caused the surrounding air to expand, making a crackling sound.

And beside him, several figures emerged...

…

In an alley next to the shopping mall.

After Onizuka and Kamiya were dispersed, they were forced to move here.

She doesn't have many bullets left.

After raising the gun again and knocking down several dream boys, the little miko felt something strange.

Somewhere on the battlefield, there seemed to be an aura of ghost stories that was similar to the Yumemen, but slightly different.

This breath should belong to the alienated dream boy.

In other words, Mr. Funakoshi's action was successful, and the alienated Yumeo was really attracted to the ground battlefield by him.

But before Onizuka could be happy, abnormal situations followed one after another.

Her mood suddenly became extremely depressed.

"Is it because the alienated dream boy appeared that it affected me?"

Onizuka could still distinguish the current situation at first, but after a while, it became difficult to even think.

Men from both sides of the alley continued to pour in.

The hand holding the gun began to tremble.

Everything in her sight was undergoing strange changes.

The stiffly moving Yumeno figures around him seemed to be growing taller and elongating upwards, while Onizuka's gaze was slowly lowering.

It feels like a child being surrounded by a group of adults.

I can only look up at the adults around me.

The faces of the Yume boys became blurred, and Onizuka couldn't distinguish their appearance.
To be continued...