"Damn it!"
The monstrous beast tore through space and arrived. In merely an instant, it had already appeared behind Sunday.
Facing this sudden attack, Sunday had just wanted to mobilize the power of his Path, but channeling Imaginary energy required time—at this moment, it was clearly too late.
He could only protect Robin in front of him while doing his utmost to try to evade this strike capable of severing tendons and shattering bones.
As the attack from "Death" descended, a sharp blade of light flashed. In an instant, one of Sunday's arms soared into the air. Because it no longer had the support of that arm, Robin in front of him also slid toward the ground.
"Robin!"
Swish—!
Another blade of light flashed. Sunday was forcibly knocked back several meters. Facing this overwhelming advantage, "Death" did not choose to press the attack. Instead, it withdrew its scythes and moved toward Robin lying on the ground.
"You bastard!"
Sunday mobilized the power of his Path. The next moment, a golden beam of energy condensed and heavily struck one of "Death's" eyes.
Roar—!
"Death" cried out in pain, letting loose an agonized roar. Its body twisted wildly, stirring up a small storm that engulfed Robin. Then, it drilled back into the void rift and vanished without a trace.
Bang—!
Watching his beloved little sister be taken away by "Death" right in front of him, Sunday slammed his fist heavily into the ground—as if furious at his own powerlessness.
"Damn you, 'Death.' One day, I will make you—and the one pulling the strings behind you… both fall into hell together!"
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After capturing Robin, "Death" carried the girl through turbulent spatial flows, traversing the sea of memories, until finally, in this endless void, it locked onto a clear coordinate.
Roar—!
"Death" crossed through space and ultimately came to a halt in a dreamscape world that appeared utterly dilapidated. This place… was Dewlight Reef.
Unlike dream worlds such as the "Golden Hour," Dewlight Reef felt more like a world composed of nightmares. In this world, there seemed to be none of the luxurious beauty that people pursued.
Compared to those dream worlds of splendor, Dewlight Reef more closely resembled the true Penacony—the frontier prison that the Interastral Peace Corporation once used to incarcerate prisoners.
"Death" flew onward. After passing through numerous doors and barriers, it finally stopped in front of a somewhat rundown building.
Roar—!
"Death" let out a low growl. Immediately afterward, the sound of footsteps came from inside the house. A scruffy, bearded middle-aged man who looked somewhat exhausted gently opened the door.
"What happened? You're injured?"
Gazing at "Death" before him—particularly at that large eye that had already lost its pupil—the man's brows furrowed deeply. After a slight hesitation, he reached out and gently stroked the wound.
As the man caressed it, the ferocious-looking "Death" behaved like a tame house cat, letting out a gentle whimper.
"It might hurt a little. Just wait a moment and it'll be fine." As he spoke, the man's hand movements did not stop. With his gentle stroking, a red glow emanated from his palm. After about a minute, "Death's" wound began to gradually heal until it was fully restored.
"There, all better now. Tell me—what exactly happened just now?"
He gave "Death" a faint glance, then shifted his gaze to the girl wrapped in its embrace. Upon recognizing her identity, this middle-aged man's brows furrowed even deeper.
'This girl is… Sunday's little sister? Why did "Slumber" bring her here?'
In response to the man's inquiry, the monster named "Slumber" let out several soft calls, as if voicing its grievances and hardships.
Listening to "Slumber's" reply, the middle-aged man's face first showed surprise, then deep speechlessness. Finally, he slapped his own forehead with one hand.
"So you're saying… you kidnapped her because you wanted to save her?"
After just a few short questions, the man quickly learned from "Slumber" the reason it had abducted Robin.
While wandering aimlessly through the void rifts, "Slumber" had accidentally infiltrated the Dewlight Pavilion and just happened to witness Sunday and Gopher Wood in the act of "committing the deed."
After that… "Slumber" took the initiative to strike. With one slash, it cleaved both Gopher Wood and the raven he possessed in half. Even our Mr. Sunday had one of his arms chopped off by it.
Fortunately, "Slumber" had launched the attack within the dreamscape world. A severed arm could regrow—though it would be a bit troublesome at most.
Thinking of this, Gallagher raised his head, glanced at Robin who was still in deep slumber, and then stepped aside to make way for "Slumber."
"Never mind. What's done is done. Lay her on the sofa first. I'll go find a girl to look after her."
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After "Slumber" departed, Sunday paid no attention to the wound on his arm. He directly activated the forced logout protocol of the dreamscape world using the power of [Order].
Accompanied by a dizzying spin and a suffocating urge to vomit, Sunday's consciousness successfully returned to the real world.
"Robin!"
Forcibly enduring the discomfort of the forced logout, upon returning to reality, the first thing Sunday did after leaving the Dream Pool was to rush toward the location of Robin's home.
With the enhancement of Path power, Sunday moved at incredible speed. In merely one minute, he had already arrived at Robin's home.
"Master—"
"Get out of the way!"
Ignoring the female housekeeper who wanted to greet him, Sunday dashed to the door of Robin's room. After trying the handle in vain, with a loud bang—
In his burning anxiety, Sunday kicked the lock with full force.
As the lock was destroyed by external force, the scene inside the room immediately came into Sunday's view.
In the sunlit part of the room, a simple white bed was covered with exquisite sheets and pillows. It looked plain yet extremely comfortable.
Around the bed were placed various small items: Robin figurines, Charmony Festival Q-version plushies.
On the walls hung several posters of varying sizes. No matter their size, however, the protagonist on them was always the same.
Posters from Robin's debut performance, posters from her concerts on the Xianzhou… In addition, there was a photo of Sunday and Robin together—from when Robin was little, the scene of the two of them holding a concert.