Treasure Hunting System： The Ocean Conquerer-Chapter 563 - 271: Red Mist Behemoth

The general turned his head and looked, taking the metal in his hand.

He examined it closely.

However, the problem was that he couldn’t recognize what this thing was; he seemed to have never seen it before.

"Can I take a look? I might know," Balazs said carefully, looking at the metal in General Kriel’s hand.

The general looked at him and directly handed the metal to him.

Balazs took it, studied it for a while, and said, "I’ve seen this kind of metal before with an outsider. They say that when forged into weapons, it can harm the soul. It’s a very rare and expensive material."

After speaking, he handed the metal back.

He couldn’t help but ponder. So, this kind of metal material is obtained by destroying these shadow monsters? Is it related to the Dream Realm General Kriel mentioned?

As time passed, the entire island was rapidly sliding into the Dream Realm. This led to increasing mutations, and orientation began to grow more chaotic.

"Have Julia and the others head to their current right. Evade any monsters they encounter. That direction leads to the coast," Alka said to Lucilia as they walked.

He then observed, "Wait, that’s behind them now. What are they doing? Why are they just spinning in circles?"

Lucilia then said, "They’ve encountered dream creatures. Their attacks aren’t working, so they can only flee."

Upon hearing this, Alka then remembered; he had forgotten that dream creatures couldn’t be attacked without special means.

Without much thought, he immediately said, "Have Xuan go meet them. She can harm dream creatures."

After all, Xuan had been made using his hair combined with dream materials. She could easily damage dream creatures, and her strength was considerable.

On this island, she was truly in her element, like a fish in water.

Afterwards, Alka focused his attention on Jason and the others.

He noticed that Jason and his group were walking in a straight line, apparently unaffected by any dream creatures.

Unaffected? As he pondered, Alka eliminated another dream creature moving towards them.

As more time passed, dream creatures in the vicinity grew more numerous. Jason and his group couldn’t possibly have avoided encountering them.

It seems someone among them can attack dream creatures. It must be the Crystal Dragon. After all, on their team, the Crystal Dragon is the only one Alka doesn’t fully understand. He knows the others, and none of them possess the means to harm dream creatures.

"They’re almost here. We need to speed up too," Alka said, turning his head.

By this time, quite a few Puppet Girls had gathered around them, all having converged by his side as they journeyed.

Alka considered himself fortunate that they had at least fled in a single direction, rather than scattering chaotically.

Suddenly, the island beneath their feet began to shake violently.

"What’s happening now?" Lucilia asked.

The continuous tremors made one wonder if another major problem had arisen.

It was all rather mentally exhausting.

Alka shook his head; he had no idea what was happening.

The violent shaking forced them to crouch slightly to steady themselves.

Before long, the shaking vanished. The previously distorted trees and rocks instantly reverted to their original forms.

However, the sky had completely transformed into a scene from the Dream Realm.

The island was now entirely within the Dream World.

Alka stood up, frowning. He waved his hand, and a large amount of pink mist, under his control, gushed out.

"What’s going on? How were we dragged completely into the Dream World in an instant?" he muttered.

This is entirely different from what I predicted; it’s happening far too quickly. Surprises keep coming, one after another, leaving no chance to prepare.

He could already see Dream Bubbles floating in the sky and in the distance.

"AAAAAAH~"

A piercing, ethereal scream echoed out. It was a sharp sound that no normal Intelligent Life could possibly produce.

This sound struck directly at the soul.

Lucilia and Chadite instantly dropped to their knees, clutching their heads frantically.

Although Alka felt a stabbing pain in his mind, he furrowed his brows and endured it.

However, he too couldn’t help but crouch on the ground, clutching his head.

Only the Puppet Girls accompanying them seemed largely unaffected. Since their souls were not yet fully formed, they were impervious to this type of soul-damaging attack.

This, in turn, allowed them to escape the ordeal.

Everyone on the island, without exception, was struck down by the agonizing sound.

The unprecedented pain left them dazed and disoriented.

Alka, enduring the pain and discomfort, sharply waved his hand, causing a large amount of pink mist to diffuse outwards.

It formed a semi-circular shield of mist, completely enveloping him, the others, and the surrounding Puppet Girls.

As the pink mist enveloped them, the soul-stinging pain from the scream vanished immediately, although the sound itself could still be heard.

As the pain subsided, Lucilia and Chadite collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat and gasping heavily for air.

"Th-that... what was that thing?" Chadite asked, forcing himself to rally his spirits.

A mere scream had rendered them utterly defenseless.

"If I’m not mistaken, that should be the monster from the Dream Realm I told you about," Alka said, listening intently to the screams outside.

Now that they were completely submerged in the Dream World, Alka’s power, contrary to expectations, had actually strengthened considerably.