An invincible journey starting from a different race

"Don't try to comfort people blindly here!"

The Dragon Man is a frequent visitor to the food and wine pavilion and a loyal reader of the review guide. He is known for just looking and not taking action. His dream is to remain a virgin and automatically become a magician when he turns 30.

Obviously, Bruce cannot become a magician like the dragon man.

The little dragon's consolation failed, so someone else came to comfort him. That person patted Bruce's shoulder as usual and said, "It's okay, Bruce. If my second brother can't use it, then he can't use it. Even if he can't use it, he can go to the Dream Demon Shop. Haven't you heard the saying?"

"what?"

"I use my hands to make your dreams come true."

"...If you don't disappear from our sight now, I'll make sure you can only fulfill their dreams with your own hands from now on."

The man smiled awkwardly, and then ran away before Bruce got completely angry.

"There's no other way." Seeing this, Gan Qiu spread his hands and said, "I have no choice but to go up. After all, I am Bruce's best brother."

So Ganqiu ran behind Bruce and wanted to pat his shoulder, but because there was a slight difference in height between halflings and orcs, Ganqiu could only pat Bruce's butt.

"Don't be sad, Bruce. It's just not as good as it used to be, not unusable." Gan Qiu said, folding his hands. "It's soft and small, but it has a unique flavor. Look at me, don't I go to the Dream Shop too? And the girls all say they like me the most. They think highly of me."

Everyone looked at Gan Qiu with some confusion: "What do the girls think of you?"

"Hehehe, they said that doing business with me is so easy, and they even feel reluctant to make money from me, so they always give me small gifts, hehehe..."

"Hehehe..."

"Ha ha……"

"Ah……"

"Woooooooooooo..."

Everyone who was originally comforting Bruce immediately changed the object of comfort to Ganqiu.

"Hey, hey, hey." Stank couldn't bear to watch it any longer. He whispered to Jer and Aesop, "This can't go on. How can we just watch Bruce become devastated? He's our good brother. Can you two magicians come up with something?"

Jer spread his hands and said, "I can give him a buff to cheer him up, but it will only last for a while. He can't always come to me before going to find the Nightmare, right? This is only treating the symptoms, not the root cause."

Stank looked at Aesop again: "What about you? I know you have the best solution. And wasn't it you who came up with the battle wound thing just now? Come up with a solution quickly!"

"It's post-traumatic stress syndrome." Aesop corrected Stank's name, then thought for a moment and said, "This is a psychological barrier that can't be cured by magic, unless you brainwash someone."

"Then is brainwashing useful?"

"It's useless. After the brainwashing, I'm sure I won't feel inferior anymore, but I won't have any more reactions." Aesop pointed to his room. "He will look like my puppet."

Stank gasped, then shook his head repeatedly: "That won't work. Is there no other way?"

"If I have to say, PTSD is actually a kind of inner demon, but if you can defeat that inner demon, you should be able to recover."

Bruce obviously heard what Aesop said and rushed over immediately: "Really? All we have to do is defeat our inner demons? Then how do I defeat my inner demons?"

Everyone gathered around immediately, after all, this was really interesting.

And if this can be cured, then if they have any difficult and complicated diseases in the future, they can just come to Aesop and get it solved.

"There's only one way to defeat your inner demons," Aesop said. "Get up from where you fell."

Bruce's expression changed immediately.

"You mean, I have to go back and fight again?!"

"It's not about going back to fight again." Aesop corrected, "It's about defeating them!"

Bruce retreated repeatedly: "Then you might as well just kill me."

"See, this is the source of your inner demon," Aesop said. "Just thinking about it makes you feel afraid. How can you defeat it?"

"But if I go find them again, it won't be a question of whether I can defeat my inner demons." Bruce swallowed, "It's a question of whether the disease can defeat me. And I couldn't do it yesterday, so how can I do it today? I can't even get up now!"

Aesop pointed at Jer: "Jer said he can help you get up and give you a buff."

Everyone immediately looked at Jer, and the corner of Jer's mouth twitched: "I can help you buff and get up, but I can't let you defeat such a powerful enemy. Otherwise, why don't I go myself?"

"Yeah." Bruce covered his head in pain. "I know Jair has this ability, but he can only help me recover to the state I was in last night. I only lasted a few minutes last night. How can I possibly defeat them today?! This is simply impossible!"

Aesop thought for a moment and said, "I can help you too."

Bruce immediately raised his head and looked at Aesop with hopeful eyes: "Can you help me get a stronger buff?!"

"You can't. I don't know how to do this." Aesop shook his head, "But I know another magic that should come in handy."

"What magic?!"

“Connect with one heart.”

Jer's heart trembled.

This seems like... another forbidden spell.

"What is that for?" Bruce had never heard of it.

"This was the magic used by humans when they first defeated the dragon," Aesop said. "At that time, humans were like ants before the mighty dragons. Although one or two swordsmen could occasionally stand up to the dragons, they could only hold out for a short while before collapsing from exhaustion. Finally, a human magician invented this magic called 'Heart Connection,' which allows human swordsmen to communicate with the minds of ordinary humans and draw strength from them."

"As long as the connected person's power isn't exhausted, the swordsman won't fall. So, the battle with the dragon, while ostensibly one-on-one, was actually one-on-one with a thousand. Furthermore, those thousand people only provided strength, not vulnerability. Ultimately, the human swordsman fought the dragon for three days and three nights, successfully defeating it."

Bruce thought for a moment, "You mean..."

"Yes, you also have a powerful enemy to defeat, and you can't do it alone," Aesop said. "So, this moment is just like that moment."

Bruce slowly raised his head and looked at the people who were watching the fun around him.

People are still laughing.

As I was laughing, I felt something was wrong.

"Hey, hey, hey, Bruce, what are you looking at?"

"Your thoughts are dangerous, I'm warning you!"

Some people already want to run away.

Bruce didn't say much and just threw a bag of gold coins on the table.

As the sound of heavy gold coins colliding was heard, those who were about to run away stopped in unison.

"You all know my character," Bruce said slowly. "Right now, I'm in real trouble. This money is my token of my sincerity. Of course, my sincerity goes beyond this. If anyone is willing to help me tonight, I owe them a favor. You can use this favor for whatever you want."

The people who stopped exchanged glances with each other. It wasn't that they were unwilling, but they just felt that this matter... was too weird.

"Well..." Someone scratched his head, "What should we do?"

"You don't have to do anything." Aesop said, "Bruz will do it for you."

Everyone: "..."

"It's a time of adversity when a friend is truly a friend." Stank stood up, patted Bruce's shoulder, and said affectionately, "Bruce, there's no need to say more. Tonight, what's mine is yours."

"Yeah, Bruce, what else is there to say at this time?" Jer also stood up, "Use my power."

The two people who stood up one after another made the rest of the people in the group waver. After all, they were all brothers who were happy together. Seeing their brothers in trouble, they really couldn't just watch.

"Count me in."

"And I."

"I won't say anything else. Just treat my power well."

Seeing this scene, Bruce's eyes were filled with tears: "Thank you everyone."

"I will definitely use your power well!"

"Tonight, we will all become light!"

Everyone put their hands together, looking united as one.

Gan Qiu also put his hand up: "There is no other way, let me help you."

"Uh, you don't have to."

"Nima!"

Forty-eight taps open! Izmo taps open!

At nightfall, the "Ecstasy Dance of Nightmares" slowly opened the door, and the pink light came on, illuminating the sixteen devil-like nightmares inside.

"Ahh, the night has just begun."

"I don't know if anyone will challenge us today."

"It's all your fault. You were too vicious and scared everyone away. Naturally, no one dared to come."

"How dare you say that to me? If it weren't for your... (mute)"

Someone leaned against the French window, looking out greedily: "I really hope those pigs from last night can come back. They can hold out the longest. They even said they'd bring more people back to fight. I really hope they keep their word~"

"The men in this town are so weak, especially that bear last night. He was yelling all the time, but he was already dying before I even had time to put in any effort."

"Oh, it's not just him, it's all men, they are so weak and powerless."

Listening to the chattering of the low-level nightmares, the proprietress yawned and stood outside the store waiting to attract customers. She was not in a hurry. She slowly scraped the dirt off her nails with a knife, wondering how long this store could last.

They don't stay in a fixed dream shop, but usually stay in one place for a short period of time. That's because that way some ignorant perverts will be willing to come in and try it out, but after a few nights, no more customers will come.

Well, after all, there have been many fatalities.

Even the Pigmen, the most powerful among the Orcs, can only rely on numbers to fight them on equal terms occasionally, but it will only happen once or twice. Even the Pigmen can hardly withstand this level of battle.

So the dog beastman who came up to fight alone yesterday really made the boss lady laugh so hard that her head flew off.

If she hadn't dragged the dog beastman out of the brutal battlefield in time last night, the dog beastman would have died on the spot.

But even if he didn't die, he would never be able to pick up a gun and fight again in this life, right?

The boss lady has seen this kind of thing so many times that she no longer finds it new.

So, who will take on the challenge tonight?

Are they the pigs who lost face and want to redeem it? Or are they the ones looking for death like that dog-beast man last night?

The proprietress narrowed her eyes slightly because she heard footsteps.

Heavy and powerful footsteps came from the end of the alley.

But, it's just one person's.

Oh, is this another guy who doesn't know his own limits and comes here to die?

The proprietress raised the corner of her mouth slightly, then raised her head and showed a professional smile: "Welcome..."

Before she even uttered the word "welcome", the proprietress was stunned.

She never expected who was coming.

"Oh, quite surprised, huh?" The man spoke slowly, his voice as low as a cannon. "You didn't expect that I could come back, did you? And so soon, too."

The proprietress raised her eyebrows. "It's really unexpected. Although I know you're not dead, I didn't expect you to dare come back to die... Am I right? You really came back to die, right?"

"No, I'm not here to die." The man took off his robe, revealing his muscular body and a determined look in his eyes. "I'm here for revenge!"

The moment Bruce took off his cloak, the low-level nightmares behind the proprietress finally saw who the visitor was, and they immediately burst into wanton laughter.

"Hey? Isn't this the baby bear from last night?"

"How dare you come here to die!"

"Come in quickly, come in quickly! I'm going to squeeze you into a teddy bear!"

Facing such insults and ridicule, Bruce's expression did not waver at all. At this moment, a layer of yellow light slowly surged over his body. This light brought up the wind, making the robe in his hand rustle!

Seeing this, the mockery in the proprietress's eyes gradually disappeared.

This guy seems really different from last night.

"Today, I will not fall." Bruce loosened his grip, and the robe instantly burned in a yellow light. Then he stepped forward one step at a time, each step like thunder. "I am no longer the person I was yesterday."

When Bruce was about to enter, the proprietress stopped him again.

"This is my last warning." The proprietress narrowed her eyes at Bruce. "Yesterday was the first time I saw you, so I rescued you. But I won't rescue you today."

"Heh." Bruce, completely unafraid, pushed open the door to evil. Facing sixteen pairs of eyes filled with desire and murder, he said coldly, "I'm no longer the same person I was yesterday."

"Today, I will never fall!"

"Come on! Stank-kun, Zell-kun! Lend me your strength!"