Constellation of the Reverse World 61

Chapter 61 – Chapter 61: Challenge 2

There is strangely no strength in the limbs.
The feeling of being drained of vitality from the lethargic energy that enveloped the whole body.
Adding to this languid and weak energy, the stale air of the basement is added, so it feels no different from the past.
Checking your body condition, silence your footsteps and walk slowly in the dark.

In the distance, you can hear a murmur and a crackling sound.

To break through the darkness where you can’t see an inch ahead
There were people who moved little by little, tapping the stone wall with their palms and soles.

At least, it wasn’t the uniform of the suppression unit.

“Damn, why is it so dark? It wasn’t like this originally.”

“Anyway, joining comes first. Even if the dream looks like this, the strategy hasn’t changed.”

He took a deep breath to do the familiar action.

A dark alley without a single light, defenseless talkers
A sharp piece of metal in your hand, a hot breath from your tightly closed mouth
The body that slumped and slumped after scratching the scruff of the neck.

A series of familiar tasks.

“…Han Seung-yoon? Hey, where did you go?”

It’s a piece of metal that hasn’t been forged, so I splattered a little bit of blood, but
Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be any creatures flocking to the smell of blood.

A terrified shout drowns out the still warm corpse.

“Don’t play around and come out, it’s not fun you bastard!”

Why would you shout in a situation like this?
What is good about raising your voice at a time like this?

When attacking from behind, it’s good to know! The one who shouts
I couldn’t understand a guy who shouted loudly in an isolated situation alone.

Because they all died before I understood.

Two or three people sporadically wandered along the long alley.
All panicked, screaming, struggling, and making noise in the dark.
That’s why I can’t help but be embarrassed because the story is different from what I heard beforehand.

About half of this dream now is half of my nightmares.
It seems that the opponent’s incarnation was also a dreamer, and it seems to have created a huge fantasy barrier by absorbing dreams within the range.
Perhaps because of that, I feel angry as if my heart is boiling like Han Ye-ji, whom I saw earlier.
Is it because of another dreamer? Han Ye-ji and I are also in a state of heightened emotions to the point of being strange.

I don’t know exactly what kind of barrier it is, but about 30% of this nightmare is mixed with my dreams.

As usual, after scattering all suppression members in the dream they created,
It seems that they tried to subdue them with numbers by limiting their physical abilities to the same level.
A situation in which my dreams were mixed and all of them were scattered.

It’s absurd, it’s annoying,
No matter how much I’m a first-year dreamer, I wonder if it’s this much, to the point of feeling embarrassed.

Like a child who can’t swim gets swept away by the current of a swimming pool, even though the power wasn’t aimed at me
It is absurd to be helplessly swept away as a bonus.

For a dreamer, her dream is a kind of territory and her own territory.
The bubbling anger is not me as a human being, but my anger as a dream horse.
When I wake up, I feel like a thief has entered my house and swept all the furniture in my bedroom.

It’s so ridiculous.

And it adds to the feeling of seeing the stolen furniture recycled and displayed in front of our house.
The anger at being raped by a thief in public makes my head pound.

So, kill it.

‘If I go to a dogfight without authority, I’ll be fine.’

Most of the elites of the suppression team are people who have polished their abilities as incarnations to the limit.
It’s probably not the main purpose of trafficking, but a trap dug because it wants to feed the suppression troops in this city.
I don’t know what the situation is, but seeing that the fallen Constellation’s countermeasures are clearly in place, it means that there has been friction several times.

Sueuu, dry breath comes out tickling your lips.

A body stronger than the days when all I could eat was canned food for three days.
A grip that can save a person’s neck and blood vessels with sharp metal,
Strong legs that can stride without making a sound,
Big hands and grips that can bury even a scream in the dark.

Even if the limit of physical ability is set
It’s a strong body that can’t be compared to me at that time.

‘They don’t have any particular equipment.’

I search the corpse, but there doesn’t seem to be anything helpful in the bosom.
These guys are also carrying only the lumber and iron pipes they picked up from somewhere.
All the junk that I picked up in the hallway like me.

Since he was planning to subdue it in the power of the dream horse, he must have planned to take care of the equipment in the dream.

The entire operation was ruined because of me.

Well, who would plan an operation, imagining that the mental body of a rookie dreamer less than a year old would be hidden inside the protector?
As I was fiddling with the corpse that was cooling down in the dark with my fingertips, I could see a dim light in the distance.

Fools who don’t know how far the light spreads in the dark without a single light.

After I got a dagger with a palm-length blade from such idiots, it has been the same pattern ever since.
A piece of metal might slit his throat, but a well-forged dagger could puncture a lung from behind.

And, guys with punctured lungs can’t even scream.

When defenseless guys stuttering around relying on the light of a lighter or smart phone die in silent screams,
Suddenly, a loud noise is heard in the hallway.

I heard people talking, but it was the first time I heard the door open.

“-So are we dreaming?”

“Even if you hit me on the cheek, I won’t wake up… “

“Did you hit that bird? Could the authority of an incarnation or a constellation be destroyed with just one slap?”

As I follow the sound of the door, I hear a familiar voice.
As if he could n’t understand the situation, he did n’t even try to lower his voice his.
From that appearance, I could roughly understand what this dream had become.

Countless old doors in the hallway, are the members of the suppression unit isolated in them?

Han Ji-ji has a contract with me, and since she has just awakened her powers, she should be able to open at least one door.

Originally, dozens of isolated criminals would have tried to reduce the number little by little by mass lynching,
In the situation where the criminals were also scattered, my nightmares were mixed and I couldn’t open that door unless I could handle the magic of the dream demons.

“…There is a corpse.”

“I don’t think our kids are. Probably the trafficker incarnate, why did he die?”

Three people approaching me, groping the wall to see if their eyes have not adapted to the dark, or if their eyesight is dark at night, find a dead body.
I thought the old iron door wouldn’t open, so I leaned it against it and it became annoying.

The voices of the three people who found the corpse with their necks tattered and naturally diminished.
You can see your body tense up and your muscles tense up.

He looks so frightened that he deliberately makes footsteps.

“Something is coming, get ready.”

One misconception is that approaching with footsteps in our world is
I have the meaning of ‘person’ without bad intentions, but
In this world, there is no way to know such an unspoken rule.

Seeing Namgoong-hee crouching down and straining her thighs, she hurriedly opened her mouth.

“Are you here too?”

“Hey, wait!”

Like a runner getting a false start
Taking my voice as a kind of signal, Namgoong-hee rushes toward me.
However, he did not have the power to match the ideal body tackle.

As expected, the suppression team’s bodies have also weakened. Should it be considered downward averaging?

Since the knife was placed on a metal pipe on the way home, Namgoong-hee greets Namgoong-hee, who rushes at him with his bare hands her.
He snaps off her grip her on her waist her, presses the nape of her neck her, and lets it flow to her side her.
. Knock on the wall! I felt sorry for the sound of hitting my forehead.

It seems that his personality his has become a bit violent as his emotions his have risen.

“Stop, Constellation?”

“Yes, it is your Constellation.”

The embarrassed face is strangely cute.
Namgoong-hee, who hit her forehead, stood up while wiping her face dry as if washing her face her.
Han Ye-ji relaxes and Jung A-rin blocks her from approaching me.

“Can you prove that you are the Constellation?”

“Yes, you are quite smart.”

She and Namgoong-hee, who are puzzled as to why she was subdued,
Compared to the one who said she didn’t know why she was holding on to her, Jung Ah-rin showed a very good figure.
I was dragged into a strange space, but I have to check whether the person in front of me is real or not.

I can tell by looking at the aura I feel her after awakening her authority her.
Because they don’t know if I’m real or fake.

“I see, then shouldn’t we prove it through foreknowledge?”

“Yes, can you prove it?”

“Umm, why is our Yeji so low pressure, in a dream right before the dispatch-“

“A Constellation?! Welcome to the Constellation, Nye!”

A dull thud echoed through the hallway.
Because Jung Ah-rin’s clean elbow kick neatly slapped Han Ye-ji’s abdomen as she urgently tried to step forward.
She would have cracked her ribs if she had been hit a little harder – a clean hit that would have been nice.

“First of all, kill your voice, you idiot. Also, Constellation… By any chance, these corpses.”

“Right, I took care of it.”

Had she known it would be like this, she would have just brought a knife.