Chapter 320 – Chapter 320: Southern Continent 5
The frowning child’s face makes people feel uncomfortable.
All the more so if the frown was not from whining or tantrums, but from fear.
Like a picture of a frightened kid who thought the cameraman’s lens was a gun.
‘Negative emotions are no joke.’
A doctor hurriedly follows a child crying because his friend his is not waking up.
A boy is lying on a small bed, sweating profusely.
The peculiar thing is that thin cuts are slowly drawn on the cheeks full of breast meat.
Is the monster pup playing with the child in the dream?
As if carefully drawing a straight line, the scar on the cheek gets longer and longer.
A single drop of blood flowed down his soft cheeks.
The doctor who was watching me chewed my lips.
“Since when have you been like this?”
“Twenty minutes ago. This is the first time I’ve been hurt.”
The child, who used to cry as if they were sharing the same hospital room, answers brightly.
Is starting to get hurt even the last step?
The doctor in charge has a dark complexion and exudes despair.
The eyes of the doctors gathered outside the hospital room naturally turned to me.
The anxious pupils lament their incompetence and yearn for a miracle.
“Hey, look away.”
“Yes… Please, please.”
The doctor, who had been chewing on his lips his, steps aside.
Asking the Constellation to take risks.
Pushing the Constellation against a monster that kills people.
Of course, both I and the doctors have good reasons.
It’s a dream monster from the outer world, but it’s a bit easy.
That’s right, the target is unconditionally a child under the age of 10.
He has the ability to lock you in a dream, but not for 24 hours.
‘It feels like a rat that has no way to catch it.’
There’s no way to track down and encounter that monster in your dreams.
If we meet and fight, I have confidence that we can win very easily.
A monster that can be easily defeated if you know the basics of mana management.
That’s why I compared this guy to a parasite or something.
Can a human lose a fight with a caterpillar the size of a finger?
But when the caterpillar is in the stomach of a child, the story is different.
If you beat a child on the belly to kill bugs, you’re just an idiot.
Where would a madman set a fire in a thatched house to catch bed bugs?
― Happiness, Eul, Hyeoneun, Nol!
Thinking so, I blinked my stiff eyes a few times to see the surrounding scenery along with the noise.
A large amusement park where no one is present but the lights are on and the rides are running.
There is no old, rusty or bizarre atmosphere, but there are no people, so it is a little empty.
In a background that seems to often appear in horror movies, I immediately moved on.
It was because there were too many days of rolling and eating to be frightened at an amusement park with no people at all.
Unless here a mass of flesh with hundreds of limbs gives birth to mutants.
I am not intimidated by a merry-go-round that creaks and spins alone without anyone on board.
– Come on Oh, Ooh, aaaaa!
“Oh, you’re noisy.”
Of course, there are announcements with noise in the middle as if to create a fear atmosphere, but
Would a person playing hide and seek with a radioactive monster be frightened by a woman’s crackling voice?
Even more so if you know that this world is the world of a child’s dream.
This large amusement park has become the background of a nightmare, must have experienced being a lost child.
That’s why I was able to step forward with more confidence.
A dream that has not turned into a terrifying space surrounded by grotesque tentacles and blood-red plants.
Conversely, this dream monster can only copy the child’s trauma.
It’s a story that I can only use it as it is, unlike summoning nightmares by combining them.
If you look at the magical power of the monster, there is no dream, but the steps to deal with dreams are similar.
It reproduces the trauma of others as it is, but cannot use or distort it arbitrarily.
At a level that can parasitize only children with weak mental abilities under the age of 10
It took almost several months to kill a child with weak attack power.
At this level, I wondered if I would be able to trample it to death if I met it.
‘Anyway, it’s an amusement park, so it’s fucking wide.’
I was walking longer than I thought, perhaps because it was an amusement park from the perspective of a child.
What should I say, the feeling of getting to your destination getting slower and slower no matter how many times you walk?
It’s a bit annoying that a nightmare I can’t escape from has been implemented in this way.
In my mind, I randomly summon monsters in the form of ghosts or beasts.
I want to find a child and a monster right away somewhere in this amusement park
Then, if the monster felt the difference in power and ran away, it would be difficult.
If you meet and fight, you can win, but you can’t prevent them from running away.
What if a monster jumps out of another child’s dream before meeting you at this amusement park?
Then I have to go out of the dream, move to a hospital room, and go back into the dream.
“――Don’t stop!”
An empty amusement park with no people in it.
Announcement with noise that is difficult to understand.
A ride that goes back alone even though no one is on it.
From a child’s point of view, it’s really scary.
In the position of an adult walking there, it’s not scary, it’s like shit.
There’s nothing scary about it, but I just have to keep walking without signposts.
“Don’t do it!”
Still, there is no signpost, but a boy’s screaming voice reveals the location.
I’m glad I don’t have to go round and round around the amusement park like peeling apples and play tag.
I turned my steps and headed towards the boy’s voice, organizing my thoughts.
The best way to lure me is to use the magical power of the dreamer as bait.
Just like I, a dreamer, ate the source of another dreamer.
Wouldn’t this monster also get an appetite for my magical power and attack?
If you get scared by my magic and try to run away right away
Just attach a little ghost like a location tracker.
Once you encounter it, there are plenty of ways to quickly track it down.
“Stop!”
But the scene in front of me is a bit different from what I imagined.
I was thinking of a little boy being chased and imprisoned by a monster.
“Oh, it’s cute. Do you hate this that much?”
“It stings, so let go!”
I never thought of a young boy being harassed, damn.
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A little 9-year-old boy named Pedro.
It’s a world where men and women are reversed, but maybe it’s because I’m a child
It’s no joke to struggle and make a fuss.
A woman holding such a boy in her arms and smiling.
Poke your cheek with your sharp fingernails and put your hand in a difficult place
Judging from her magical powers her, she’s not a dream demon, but she’s definitely the culprit in this case.
‘Anyway, fuck it, a 9-year-old is a bit.’
If you look at the right appearance with a narrow waist, should I say that he is compatible with a succubus?
She’s not going to be called ugly anywhere, but she’s disgusting.
Because I secretly touched the groin of the boy I was holding in my arms.
Lived in the time of the apocalypse and killed people for spoiled canned food
And although killing has become the norm in human communities,
There was only one unwritten rule for the humans who lived underground.
‘Leave the child alone.’
‘Still, I’ll have to see if I’m alive.’
‘You know, we die anyway.’
What children do not touch.
Of course, this does not mean that children are completely safe.
There have always been lunatics who have lost their humanity
Children who can’t even eat are easy prey.
However, the community of survivors only used the reaction to the child as an indicator of evaluation.
Is that person capable of human-to-human exchange by maintaining the minimum level of humanity?
Or is it no different from the mutant mutants out there who harm even children at will?
Therefore, it did not matter if a baby who touched a child was a mutant mutant.
“Oh my, a cool older brother is here too? Pedro, shall we play together?”
As she doesn’t stop, she looks at me.
As if this place was their territory of her, they were in a state of carelessness.
The room room room room room room room room room room room smile was truly disgusting.
How many years have you been living in Apocalypse?
If you touch a child, you are a mutant.
It is natural to kill mutants.
That mutant has what I want.
A simple stream of thoughts determines her treatment of her.
“Umm… Seriously, it looks delicious, doesn’t it?”
As she got closer, her expression gradually changed, as if she felt the magical power of her dream.
Confidence seems to be overflowing with the subject of Zapcubus, and he comes to me holding a child.
“जब हम मर जायेंगे तो हम स्वर्ग जायेंगें~”
– Come on, oh! Ooh!
” सने में मैं भगवान बन जाऊँगा~”
A Zapcubus that remembers incomprehensible incantations as if humming.
Every time a voice rings in your ears, an announcement crackles along with it.
As if hypnotized, the whispering voice penetrates the brain little by little.
I’m listening to the annoying sound with my brow furrowed
Suddenly, she approaches her nose on her and puts her face in her ear on her.
A posture in which she was closely attached with a child in between.
“मैं तुम्हें एक मीठा सपना दिखाऊँगा―?!?!”
“Clear your mouth, bitch.”
If you come this close, it’s a nightmare summon, and you don’t need anything.
You can feel the taste of your hand as you swing the sashimi with a familiar texture.
I don’t know what spells you cast, but it doesn’t matter if you’re human.
If I cut her throat in half, she won’t be able to speak.
“Little boy, close your eyes.”
“Yes… ? But what is this?”
“Close your eyes because it gets in your eyes.”
Drip-drip, a sticky green liquid drips from the half-slit neck onto the child’s head.
