“Don’t worry about me, just cut her down quickly, or else we’ll all be corrupted by her.”
“Got it. Of course I know how serious this is.”
Through Su Mu’s shared consciousness, Lando learned for the first time about Luo Linglan’s ability, and just as she had suspected—it was depraved.
Rather than be defeated by such a power, she would rather burn through her magic power until death.
The tangled tendrils were so dense that at this moment Lando could no longer see the Desire Witch’s figure clearly.
But she knew the enemy’s position was always in the center of the Dojo, exactly where the sandbag had been moments ago.
The savage tendrils spread wildly throughout the vast Dojo, piercing beams and walls alike.
They tore apart this independent space built within the Second-Layer Dream, stirring an astonishing turbulence in the air.
The Dojo standing within the Dream World was not as fragile as in reality, as it clearly contained a great deal of magic power in its construction.
Yet now, it was like the shattered ruins of a battlefield, covered with spiderweb-like cracks as far as the eye could see.
It was a miracle it hadn’t collapsed already.
After the last pillar was broken, the unbelievable happened.
The ceiling was lifted and flipped upward by the tendrils, carried far into the sky.
But beyond the cracks in the roof, there was only a silent darkness—a sight belonging solely to the Three-layer Dream.
Now it was displayed right before them—Luo Linglan had linked a portion of the Three-layer Dream here, allowing her to resonate with other concept bodies and thus exert even greater strength.
The ground began to tremble, and the Mango Box Su Mu was in uncontrollably fell upward into the air.
Not floating like a balloon, but falling—faster and faster, more violently.
The sudden weightlessness engulfed Su Mu’s entire body, making her cry out in surprise, her head quickly spinning in dizziness.
Then, countless tendrils swirling around her rapidly swarmed in, clinging tightly to the box and binding it so it couldn’t drift any further.
But Lando was unaffected by this weightlessness.
She remained rooted in place, her burning gaze piercing through the countless tendrils, locked on the Desire Witch wrapped in the center of their embrace.
The cold gleam of the Military Knife in her hand was even sharper.
Su Mu finally regained clarity, but unfortunately her head was pressed against a corner.
The pull coming from the Three-layer Dream was too strong, making her feel as if her skull would be sharpened to a point at any moment.
‘Is this the pull Irina mentioned that happens when entering the Three-layer Dream? So heavy…’
She struggled to adjust her position inside the box, occasionally startled by tendrils slapping the sides with force.
Hopefully none of them will get inside.
At the moment Su Mu worried this, a tendril began pounding heavily on the paper box’s wall, leaving a noticeable bulge.
Worrying was useless now—her only hope was that Lando could quickly eliminate the root of these tendrils.
Su Mu gently stroked her chest, calming her racing heartbeat, then focused her energy on the handheld device, trying to provide Lando with as much helpful information as possible.
[Detecting large amounts of Dark Magic Power converging on enemy target. Magic power index expected to exceed B rank within five minutes. Estimated magic protection can block tendrils for 337 seconds.]
[Warning: Subject Su Mu expected to be completely corrupted by the Fallen Desire Domain in three minutes. Recommend strengthening internal protection of the box to prevent unexpected incidents.]
Reading the glaring warning at the bottom, Su Mu raised an eyebrow and instinctively tightened her collar.
‘What do they mean by ‘unexpected incidents’? Worried I’ll lose control and crawl out to push Lando? That kind of thing…’
‘I can handle this on my own while inside!’
Though she thought this, Su Mu obediently transformed the Mango Box into a double-sealed container, making it difficult for herself to get out.
After a moment, having received intelligence from Su Mu, Lando stopped hesitating.
She bent down and stomped hard on the ground, then suddenly vanished from sight.
A moment later, a wide passage was torn open between where she had stood and the Desire Witch, the tendrils along the way neatly sliced apart, as if blasted by a large-caliber weapon.
They couldn’t regroup that quickly into the previous formation.
Or rather, even if the Desire Witch tried to raise several times more tendrils densely, it probably wouldn’t effectively stop Lando.
The tendrils were as tough as the metal restraint arms Tang Nai had used, and slippery to the touch, but before Lando they were like fragile soap bubbles—her blade’s glow easily grazed past them, causing them to crumble to pieces.
Beyond the fragile tendrils, the tip of Lando’s blade appeared again less than half a meter in front of the Desire Witch.
Just one slight push to part the last fragile defense would pierce her heart.
The blue-white afterimage clinging to the blade solidified gradually—it was Lando burning through a quarter of her magic power.
Her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the blade’s target, a faint purple lightning flickering at the bottom of her pupils.
This defense was nothing to her; she only needed to thrust through in one go—
But within the next 0.1 seconds, a pair of ink-black, profound eyes appeared through a gap in the tendrils, reflected in the back of Lando’s blade.
They met in a strange, unnatural gaze.
A violent dizziness crashed against Lando’s head instantly, forcing the blade she had just extended to weaken.
It only left a shallow scratch on the tendrils in front of the Desire Witch.
Through Lando’s perception, Su Mu also felt a sharp headache from this intense impact.
It was that so-called Eyes of Ensnarement.
They could pull outsiders into the Dream, and inside the Dream, they accelerated others’ descent into corruption.
The sudden surge of Desire Corrosion was naturally unpleasant.
Since Lando lived constantly in the Dream, the effect on her was minimal.
But for Su Mu, it was a truly terrible experience.
‘What would I become if I sank into someone else’s dream?’
‘I—I’m Lando’s lover. She’s fighting for me and her mother right now. This is so difficult to bear. But right now, I’m really happy, really excited. I can’t wait to—’
“Bang!”
The tendrils struck the Mango Box again, leaving another shocking bulge.
Su Mu snapped to full awareness.
Her hurried breaths filled the cramped space, her pounding heartbeat clear as day.
But most importantly—
Su Mu desperately wrapped her clothes tighter, clasped her hands behind her back, pressed her body down, and tightly closed her eyes, forcing herself not to glance downward and sweep for danger.
‘Don’t look. Just one more glance and I’ll melt away, turning into a puddle of soft, limp mouse.’
“Don’t look into her eyes, I… can’t really handle it.”
Though she said this, Su Mu already showed some signs of melting.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she took deep breaths, trying to fill her lungs with cold air.
The linked effect allowed them to share the mental impact just experienced, and Lando had quickly recovered from her daze, largely thanks to Su Mu taking on part of the shock.
Hearing Su Mu’s words, Lando felt a pang of regret.
She’d been a bit impulsive—she thought that avoiding eye contact would be enough.
The situation was urgent, but she should still let her anger build first.
Fortunately, Su Mu hadn’t shared her physical sensations; otherwise, Lando might have already decided to burn all her magic power and go all out.
If she saw Su Mu in this state now, tsk tsk, she probably wouldn’t be able to hold back at all.
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