Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 626 You are such a good person
nightmare.

The initial stage of clairvoyance.

Those at this stage of psychic vision will see images hidden in the darkness in their dreams, which are usually bloody truths that can drive people crazy.

For example, the scene of Robben's massacre that Milo witnessed, and the scene that Rebecca witnessed... Shadow rolling around in bed (if that counts).

As for Marty, the first nightmare he encountered was Yan in his Nightmare form, and he was probably the first person in the world to glimpse Nightmare's true identity.

It's like a cruel joke played by the Creator on all creatures that attempt to defy the order of life.

Those who are deprived of the right to "dream" can never enter the blissful dream world through dreaming. Moreover, at the beginning of their spiritual vision enhancement, they will suffer from all kinds of terrible nightmares.

Look at Milo's ineffective sleep during those first two months; his complexion was no different from Yan's after excessive indulgence—he was practically a dried-up corpse.

……

But nightmares are not without their positive aspects; in a way, they are another form of voyeurism.

Peeking into some of the truths that have already happened.

...

Has it really already happened?

Has the blood moon not yet arrived?
And what about that abyss rift...?

How could it grow on a person's body?

...

"May I go to bed now?"

Seeing Milo squatting in a daze by the wardrobe door, Marty wasn't in a hurry. He waited a while before asking.

"Are you sure this is a scene from a nightmare?" Milo turned around and asked seriously.

“I’m sure.” Marty nodded and then added, “People like us don’t dream, do we? We don’t even have nightmares.”

"Ah."

Milo took one last look at the eerie painting in the wardrobe.

"Go to sleep."

"Thank you, you're such a kind person." Marty picked up her pillow and lay down.

It's easy to tell from the expression on this guy's face that the wardrobe does indeed provide him with a sense of security.

He lay flat on his back in the wardrobe, his hands on his chest, his every gesture and posture completely out of character for a child not even ten years old.

After lying down, Marty seemed to remember something and said to Milo, "I cleaned your room earlier; it was your woman who asked me to do it."

Milo glanced back at the interior of the room.

It does look much neater than usual.

He nodded and said, "It is indeed very clean. Now you're the only piece of trash in the room, aren't you?"

"Makes sense."

Marty has closed his eyes.

...

Milo left the room and saw Marshall squatting in the moonlight on the second-floor balcony, licking his paws.

There's also the Wendigo, which swings on a ceiling chandelier with its long ears.

It was because of these two magical creatures living near his home that Milo didn't think Marty posed any danger.

"So now it's popular for law enforcement officers to harbor murderers in their homes?"

Marshall looked up at Milo.

"You're wrong. Whether you've committed a crime or not is determined by the bounty system now. If you're not wanted, no matter what you do, the law enforcement officers won't care." Milo waved his hand and plopped down on the balcony railing.

“That’s what I’m talking about.” Marshall asked Milo very seriously, “Are you really sure that order can be completely controlled and utilized by you? After all, it’s something that spread from an unknown world, something that even the gods avoid.”

Milo knew that Marshall wasn't the kind of cat who worried about the country and the world.

The only person it cared about was Rebecca.

At this moment, Rebecca is the main force responsible for hunting and searching for the Dripping Stones.

...

“You should understand that this situation is not something I can reverse or control just because I want to.” Milo shrugged. “Even if I don’t plunder these beliefs, they will soon become followers of other awakened ancient faiths. Which situation do you think is worse?”

“I don’t know,” Marshall answered curtly. He then brought up another matter:

"Let me tell you another piece of news: the path to the Dreamland has been cut off. I can't even sense the existence of the Dreamland anymore. I've even checked the ghoul's lair, and the passage there has disappeared as well."

"So, the strategy chosen by the Dream Gods this time is to impose a blockade?"

Milo suddenly recalled the illusions he had seen earlier: the yellow symbols left by the mysterious stranger, the battle between Byakki and Migo, the extremely fast KEIM field and the terrifyingly powerful bullets, and the image of Yan, burned to a crisp, being pierced by a halberd—a mix of reality and illusion.

Milo couldn't understand the illusion about Yan that he saw at the end.

At the Shadow level, is it really possible to still experience hallucinations?
Even if it is an illusion, it is by no means unfounded.

With the Blood Moon approaching, more and more strange events are occurring. Perhaps the madness brought by Gherros is not only targeting lower-level life forms, but perhaps even the Ancients will fall into madness? That would be the true end of the world.

However, the blood moon hasn't arrived yet.

Mei Gaodu has yet to show any signs of being there.

What bothered and disturbed Milo the most was the painting composed of messy lines by Matti.

That was a revelation given to the visionary by the nightmare.

Just like when Milo witnessed the murder of Daisy's family in his sleep, it was a truth of blood and fire.

...

“Daisy…”

Milo muttered something to himself.

If there's anyone in the sober world who can see through all these metaphors, it has to be Daisy.

"I'm going out."

……

Nanwei City is still too quiet.

The strange and abnormal things didn't actually make Milo feel too bad. After thinking it over, what he found most difficult to adapt to was being in this strange quiet and peaceful state of mind, knowing that disaster was coming.

...

No matter what changes the world undergoes, the high bridge and church bell tower standing over the suburban canal always maintain that aloof and indifferent attitude. Perhaps this is the unique indifference of those in power inherited from the deity, the Golden Tree of Gula.

But Milo knew that a passionate heart existed within this painted-up, cold building.

Whether out of guilt or some other emotion, Milo kept Daisy and did not let the people of the Golden Law Temple take her away. Even though the temple eventually made a concession, indicating that it would not replace Daisy's will, Milo still chopped Joan Byrne to pieces.

In fact, the current situation of the Blood Moon could have been foreseen back then.

However, the accounts differ.

What Joan Byrne, who was then the blade of the law, said was that it would bring misfortune if the thinking eye remained in the conscious world.

In a sense, Daisy did not leave the world of lucidity; now she too is facing the Blood Moon. Moreover, Marshall has said that the path to the Dreamland has been blocked, and for her, the only way out was cut off by Milo along with Joan Byrne's neck.

From another perspective, without Daisy's guidance, Milo might not have been able to pull Emma back from the abyss, and naturally, the Blood Moon Gherros wouldn't have been summoned.

The ominous sign is indeed inextricably linked to the very nature of the eye of thought.

I wonder if Raven would regret persuading Robben to carry out that series of murders if he knew about this. After all, it was Robben who gouged out Daisy's eyes, and it was probably around that time that the Eye of Thinking chose Daisy.

The apocalyptic calamity he desperately tried to prevent was actually a seed he himself had planted many years ago.

Everything seems to be some kind of strange circle, or a maze, where everyone is being played and fooled.

The only difference might be that when they realize the irreversible truth, some people might beat their chests in regret, while a minority would still stick to their original intentions without complaint or regret.

Daisy is clearly the latter.

Because when she saw Milo, her face still showed her usual lovely smile.

Daisy's smile always evoked a strange sense of heartache and sadness, making one wonder what her eyes looked like when she smiled—a question even Milo couldn't answer. He had seen Daisy's eyes when he brought her back to the city from the abandoned asylum, but during that time, Daisy couldn't smile.

...

Under the cold moonlight of the Starry Clock Tower attic, Daisy sat amidst a pile of books, which were several centimeters taller than her.

"You're back, brother~"

In front of Milo, she seemed to never possess the slightest bit of the solemnity and distance befitting a saint of the Church Eye.

It was only after hearing this that Milo realized he hadn't seen Daisy since returning from the Abyss, even though Daisy could see him, there was still a difference.

(End of this chapter)