Ashes Of Deep Sea

Chapter 572 - 572 571 In the Depths of the Mist

?Chapter 572: Chapter 571: In the Depths of the Mist Chapter 572: Chapter 571: In the Depths of the Mist The tall, gaunt, and brooding man murmured to himself in a low voice, making Sherry instantly suppress the urge to swing her dog as a weapon against him.

Her first reaction was to use all the observation skills and the art of disguise she had acquired since childhood to create an impeccable expression. While watching the middle-aged man across from her, she slightly relaxed the Abyssal Hound’s leash and adopted a puzzled and somewhat nervous demeanor, “Is there a problem?”

The brooding man across from her eased his frown upon hearing her and gestured with his hand, “Don’t be nervous, brethren. We still don’t fully understand all the rules of The Dream of the Nameless. It’s normal to have some deviations when entering the dreamscape, but…”

He paused here, his gaze at Sherry growing increasingly questioning, “I didn’t expect someone as young as you to appear here. Are you sure it’s no problem for you to enter The Dream of the Nameless like this?”

“The connection with the abyss has nothing to do with age,” Sherry immediately shook the pitch-black and sturdy leash in her hand, while the hound beside her let out a submissive growl in cooperation, “I am an experienced summoner, don’t be deceived by my appearance.”

“…Alright, my apologies,” the heretic opposite her seemed to dismiss his concerns, forcing a stiff smile onto his somber face, then he looked up briefly to assess their surroundings. His gaze quickly settled on the nearby “boundary line,” contemplative, “Corrosion boundary… we’re in luck, seems like we’re not far from that ‘wall.'”
Seeing that the man had shifted his attention elsewhere, Sherry breathed a sigh of relief. She then noted the odd phrases “erosion boundary” and “wall” that he had mentioned inadvertently. She controlled her facial expression and quietly memorized these terms while continuing to exercise her long-unused but still proficient acting skills, “That boundary was rapidly expanding just now; honestly, it was quite frightening.”

“You’ve encountered the expanding erosion zone?” The brooding man raised an eyebrow, “Ah, that does sound unlucky—but as The Dream of the Nameless continues to evolve, these issues will become more common. According to those ‘preachers,’ the decay and collapse of this dreamscape is inevitable, which is why we need to find that Silent Wall without delay.”

While speaking, the heretic slightly lifted his right hand, and a black chain emerged next to him in the air, its end coalescing into a decayed “Death Herald” made of bones and shadows.

The Profound Demon screeched an earsplitting sound and took to its tattered wings, flying to mid-air as if sensing something in the flow of the dreamscape. Moments later, it landed on its master’s shoulder. It was unclear how this chaotic, dimwitted demon communicated with its “master,” but soon after, the latter had a general direction and looked toward the depths of the forest, “Let’s head this way first.”

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