The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 444 Dream Thief?

A slightly cool drop of water fell, exploded on the rough ground, and quietly wet a small piece of sand.

The flames at the entrance of the mine dissipated, bringing in a gentle night breeze. As the soothing airflow came into contact with the cold rock walls, pieces of white frost immediately melted and dripped from the top of the cave, just like a drizzle of apricot blossoms.

The four people at the scene were all extraordinary strong men who possessed secret skills. Naturally, they would not care about the trouble of getting their clothes wet like ordinary people. They only concentrated on watching the picture projected on the wall.

To be precise, Ryan and Kant were watching carefully, while Zhu Mingyao and Nick were responsible for explaining.

Tables, chairs, clothes and various furnishings pass by one after another on the screen. It is the room of the missing person Catherine. The camera moves very slowly, bit by bit, and occasionally zooms in on key areas, reflecting some colorful hazy light.

"That's roughly the situation."

Nick wiped a mirror inlaid with crystal slices, and the image froze.

"The Recording Mirror was created by a high-level alchemist from the government. It can reproduce all traces of the captured images almost perfectly, including the residual energy fluctuations."

The mirror swayed gently in his hand, and the mirror reflected the focused faces of four people.

"Based on the information we have now, we can conclude that Catherine's aura disappeared suddenly. She had not even left the bed before that. Perhaps you would like to observe it in person?"

"I don't think that's necessary." Kant looked at his newly recruited ally, who had a gloomy, angry and entangled face. He was obviously not in the mood to participate in a rational discussion, so he had to speak on his own.

"As a professional black magician, I am somewhat confident in my relevant knowledge. I agree with your speculations - she was most likely abducted through a dream!"

He pointed at the luxurious bed in the picture, carefully considered his words, and said solemnly:

"Considering the similar disappearances that you mentioned earlier, we have reason to believe that perhaps the demon from Elm Street has reappeared."

"Did that guy really escape secretly that year?" Nick's expression showed a hint of relief amidst his anger. Although he had many conflicts with Kant in the past, he had to acknowledge the other party's strength.

With many niche dark monster subordinates, this master of evil magic nicknamed "Black Claw" is indeed well-informed in strange and unpopular spells, and the judgments he makes are quite authoritative.

"So where should we start looking now?" Now that the target was basically determined, Nick became troubled.

Understanding what was worrying him, Zhu Mingyao also let out the same sigh.

The different dimensions parallel to reality were only hypotheses of scholars in the scientific theories of previous lives, but they are real in this world.

Although these spaces have different laws, just like a building must have a foundation to support it, they all need to rely on certain concepts of the main material universe to exist.

The high-end ones, such as heaven, hell, and the Pure Land of God, rely on the laws constructed by great masters, while the more ordinary paradises rely on the energy nodes of the void and the veins of the planets.

More specifically, there are worlds like the twilight world and the shadow world. The former is a gap in the boundary created by the friction between positive and negative energy during the rotation between day and night, while the latter is a reflection cast by the material world.

Among those special spaces, the dream world is the most special one. If other different dimensions still have a certain material concept as a basis, it is completely born from the fragments of thoughts emitted by sentient beings during sleep.

It is a sea of ​​nothingness formed by the subconscious, a maze of darkness and shadows. It floats on the edge of all real worlds, like an invisible cloud, gathering the trickles of dreams of every living being.

In that place, the rules of time and space are completely overturned. Fragments of dreams, like broken mirrors, are randomly pieced together and interwoven into bizarre scenes.

The gap between individual life levels is leveled to a considerable extent here. Thinking becomes the cornerstone for building everything. Desires and fears become substance, creating all kinds of incredible effects.

However, no matter how magical it looks, this power is ultimately elusive and requires extremely rare perceptual talents to utilize.

Therefore, although each school has some related spells, there are very few extraordinary people who specialize in this field.

Zhu Mingyao himself also has some simple tricks like entering dreams and communicating with spirits, but when it comes to entering the dream world and tracking people, he is beyond his ability.

He knew many masters from both the East and the West, but none of them was proficient in this field.

"Dear friends, I don't think you need to worry." Kant suddenly showed a proud smile, his smooth chin trembling slightly. "I happen to have a key that can open the dilemma." He raised his tone, like those rich and famous people, and put on a lot of posture.

"He is an extremely outstanding young person with extraordinary abilities. His talent in the realm of Dreams is breathtaking. Even I am deeply impressed. I believe he can help us catch the perpetrator behind the scenes and rescue poor little Catherine."

Nick raised his eyebrows and recalled doubtfully, "Is there such a supernatural being in the Federation? I don't seem to have any similar impression in the records of the Special Investigation Bureau."

“That’s because firstly, he was born in the Maple Leaf Republic and is not a Federation citizen at all.

Second, he is only eighteen years old and not very famous, or in other words, he has little presence in the public circle. After all... the business he does is a bit taboo."

"Could it be that they are using hypnosis in dreams to attack innocent young women?" Zhu Mingyao laughed.

Kant's mouth twitched stiffly: "You are really joking. He just took some valuable information from other people's dreams. It should be said that he only stole money and not people...

Dom Cobb, a [Dream Thief]!"

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Waves of strange feeling of weightlessness stimulated her nerves, and Catherine woke up from her coma with a groan.

The remaining memories flashed through her mind, and before her eyes fully opened, she opened her mouth reflexively.

A hot air stream rushed between the plump red lips, and a terrifying dragon breath technique was about to be spewed out.

The Dragon Girl, who inherited a powerful bloodline, has both strong strength and combat proficiency. She is not as delicate and weak as her appearance suggests.

However, the next moment, the woman's beautiful eyes opened as wide as possible.

In a vast space with no distinction between up, down, left, and right, the bluish-white hurricane mixed with the thunder in the sky, forming an endless ocean. The rumbling sounds of the thundercloud storm rose one after another, spreading in all directions.

And she herself is floating in this "ocean".

What surprised Catherine was that no matter whether it was the snake-like lightning or the fierce wind, when they touched her body, they all passed through without any harm, as if they were just a false illusion.

She looked around blankly. In the void not far away, there were five or six young men and women in pajamas floating.

They were of different ages, the oldest was seventeen or eighteen years old, the youngest was only eleven or twelve years old, but without exception, they all had extremely exquisite and outstanding looks, and could be said to be one in a hundred.

"I... was sleeping, and it seems like I was suddenly attacked? Where is this?"

Just when her mind was in a mess, thousands of warm golden lights fell.

A bright sun leaped out from the sea of ​​wind and thunder, radiating its light and heat.

In an instant, the thunder stopped and the wind died down, and the scene suddenly changed.

Huge steel monsters soared in the sky, casting large shadows.

Fishing boats, yachts, cargo ships, Catherine identified their appearances and felt like she was watching an absurd drama.

Before she could figure out what was going on, a few faint sounds of quarreling suddenly came from afar.

"I...can't...let it go..."

(End of this chapter)