Baron Cullen

Upon hearing this, Fiona gave Martha a look, and the latter nodded slightly.

She placed her hands in front of her chest, and a supernatural element spread out like ripples on water, instantly enveloping Karen.

Karen felt the scene before her eyes blur instantly.

Everything around them disappeared, replaced by a strange corridor that stretched forward.

The corridor was surrounded by dazzling lights, like stars in the sky, and they seemed to be rotating, making it a dizzying sight.

He suppressed the dizziness and walked towards the door at the far end of the road, which was completely shrouded in white light.

Strangely, with each step Karen took, his eyelids grew heavier, and by the time he reached the door, he was almost asleep.

"This spell is indeed very powerful, but I can't fall here!"

He gritted his teeth to stay awake, immediately activated the mysterious runes deep within his right eye, and stepped through the door.

The next moment, his field of vision was completely covered by a burst of white light.

Meanwhile, in reality...

Bright raised an eyebrow slightly and whispered to Fiona, "Leader, isn't it a bit too strong to have Martha use 'Dream Corridor' right from the start?"

"This kid is only a second-tier warrior and a first-tier mage, can he hold on?"

Fiona did not reply to his question.

She simply watched Karen, who stood there somewhat bewildered.

This is Martha's most proficient spell, a third-tier spell called "Dream Corridor," which can uncover and amplify the things that the recipient cares about or fears most.

Even fourth-tier superhumans would find it difficult to find a way out once they were trapped inside.

Not to mention those at the third rank or below, who are so caught up in this curse that they are completely unaware of it and end up being lost in it.

...

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils, and I heard the regular beeping of the instruments in my ears.

Karen opened her eyes and immediately noticed the pristine white ceiling.

Then he found himself lying on a familiar hospital bed, covered with a faded blanket.

Outside the window, the city lord and the sky were shrouded in a gray haze.

"I'm back?"

Karen stared blankly at the needle embedded in her skin on the back of her withered hand.

Suddenly, he was overwhelmed by physical exhaustion and psychological disappointment.

Breathless City, Waller Manor, father Joslin, sister Cecilia, the Chapter, and all the bizarre battles and conspiracies.

Was it all just a long dream?

"No! That's not right! There's also that mysterious rune!"

Karen felt like she had found a blind spot and quickly sat up.

But when he reached out and touched his right eye, trying to activate the mysterious runes as he had in his dream, there was no response!

At this moment, he was just like an ordinary person without any power.

No matter what you do, it's useless.

"I...I'm really dreaming?" Karen looked at her hands in disbelief.

He had tried countless times to escape this cruel fate. As an orphan, he worked tirelessly from dawn till dusk in order to survive.

But fate played a cruel joke on him; he was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer.

The harsh reality nearly crushed him.

Why him of all people?

At that moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.

"Mr. Chen, you're awake?" The attending physician walked in with the medical record folder, a gentle smile on his face. "You slept for quite a while, but the test results just came back..."

He paused, as if gathering his thoughts, and said, "I hope you can remain calm after you hear this."

Mr. Chen?

Karen was taken aback.

Memories buried deep in my mind began to loosen.

By the way, his name before he transmigrated was Chen Yunfei.

He nodded slightly, appearing somewhat numb.

Upon seeing this, the attending physician's eyes flashed with a hint of pity, but he still said, "Mr. Chen, the cancer cells in your body have spread throughout your entire body, and you are now... in the terminal stage."

Based on your current situation, conservatively speaking... you have at most another two weeks.

We suggest…

Karen could no longer hear what was said after that.

A deafening ringing in his ears overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, and the whole world seemed to spin before his eyes.

half a month.

Only two weeks left!

He gripped the sheets tightly, his heart feeling as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand, making it hard for him to breathe.

The extraordinary power I gained in that long dream, the warmth and family I felt, and the sense of accomplishment from being recognized...

All of these are just illusions!

He couldn't escape this damned fate in the end!

Just as Karen was about to be consumed by despair, a nurse rushed into the ward: "Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen! Someone is coming to see you downstairs in the lobby."

Karen's eyes were empty, her heart ashen.

He recalled his short twenty years of life, an orphan whose life was almost entirely consumed by work, without even a single friend.

Who will come to see him?

He stared blankly at the pristine white wall before him, and asked absentmindedly, "Who?"

"It seems to be... a Mr. Ottal and a Ms. Anarebe." The nurse looked at the booklet in her hand, a puzzled look on her face. "Strange, are these two foreigners?"

In an instant, these two names struck Karen's almost frozen mind like two thunderbolts!

Ottal, Anarebe?!

It felt unfamiliar, yet it carried a sense of familiarity that came from the depths of my soul!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The next moment, Karen clutched her head and let out a painful roar.

He felt as if his brain was being forcibly torn apart, with countless chaotic images and sounds emerging like fragments.

Soon, he felt as if he were in an ancient battlefield filled with killing and war, where the towering phantom of the God of War roared with endless rage.

Then the illusion surrounding him quickly changed.

In a dazzling star field filled with various elements, the phantom of a magic god dressed in a star robe slightly raised his hand, and countless profound and mysterious magic arrays instantly formed.

Before Karen could react, a sharp pain swept out from the depths of his brain, making his whole body tremble!

The figures of the attending physician and nurse in front of me began to distort and become blurry.

He felt his right eye begin to tremble uncontrollably, and a very obvious flow of blood was circulating in his eye socket!

"Ughhh!!"

In a daze, Karen saw the two blurry figures in front of her gradually become clearer.

One was an exceptionally tall and muscular man, and the other was a tall woman with long hair reaching her waist.

God of War, Ottel; Goddess of Magic, Anarebe!

Sure enough, he wasn't dreaming!

Everything is real; he was not abandoned by fate!

The next moment, the two figures in front of Karen flickered like images with a poor signal, and then shattered completely like glass with a snap!

hum!

In an instant, a familiar burning sensation suddenly came from deep within my right eye!

The mysterious rune that had been completely dormant suddenly burst into a dazzling light, instantly revealing everything before it!

The ward in front of me, the figures in the corridor, and even the entire hospital, all seem to be constructed from lines.

It appears illusory and fragile, full of traces of human intervention.

At that very moment, Karen saw two incredibly bright spots of light in this strange world.

One was inside the body of the gentle-looking attending physician right in front of him, while the other was in the open space in front of the hospital's main building.

"Impressive, Baron Karen Waller!" The attending physician said with a hint of approval. "It seems you've realized this is just an illusion."

Karen looked at the other person and asked, "So, you are... Ms. Martha Gillian?"

He remembered that Fiona had mentioned this name before.

Another deputy leader of the Order Keepers, that extremely rare fourth-order witch.

"Indeed, your talent is truly astonishing." The attending physician nodded slightly, his eyes revealing undisguised admiration. "You can leave here now."

"How should I leave?" Karen slowly stood up.

"I've constructed two exits in this illusion, like two clusters of extraordinary elements." The attending physician, unaware of Karen's unique insights, patiently explained, "As long as you touch either one, you can leave this illusion."

After saying that, Karen's pupils contracted slightly.

He immediately left the ward and went to the corridor. The stairwells on both sides leading up and down the stairs were locked, but the windows in front of him were wide open.

And directly below this window is the spot of light in front of the main hospital building.

At the same time, he discovered that he had somehow acquired something in his hand.

That was an extremely sharp scalpel!

Upon seeing this, Karen immediately realized what was happening.

The "contact" that Martha mentioned was indeed contact in a physical sense.

But the light spot on the attending physician is inside his body, and the only way to get in touch with him is to... cut open his body and stick your hand in!

If you want to reach the light spot in front of the main hospital building, the only way is... to jump from here!

Karen suddenly became alert.

The two exits may seem like two options, but in reality there is only one.

Thinking of this, he gripped the scalpel and slowly walked towards the attending physician in the ward, asking, "Ms. Gillian, one of the 'exits' is inside you... isn't that right?"

The attending physician was taken aback, then nodded slightly, still wearing that gentle smile: "Yes, and you seem to have already discovered how to access... the 'exit' in my body."

"Yes."

As she spoke, Karen raised the scalpel.

Then he fell to the ground with a clatter, staggered backward, smashed through the glass of the corridor window, and fell straight down from the building!