Treasure Hunting System： The Ocean Conquerer

Chapter 569: Chapter 273: Strange Developments

A slender red tentacle attacked like a Sharp Sword.

It brushed past Balazs’s head and pierced straight into Kriel’s body.

However, Kriel was like a phantom, and the tentacles were of no use against him.

The tentacles began to gather. All the red tentacles on the Island started to converge on this spot.

Balazs seized this opportunity to escape behind Kriel.

Kriel now resembled an invisible target. As long as he was in front of these tentacles, they would prioritize attacking him.

But due to the blessing, Kriel had become like a mass of illusion, rendering all attacks ineffective against him.

Countless red tentacles spread like fluid, with more emerging from the water at the shoreline.

Watching the surrounding tentacles, Balazs looked at Kriel beside him, who was completely unaffected by the attacks.

The hatred was hard to conceal. Yet, his enemy would live well while he would die here. A trace of desolation welled up in his heart. Why, at such a time, could *that man* survive?

Faint red mist swirled around Balazs, and the tentacles passed over him, converging nearby. Seeing the white mist, Balazs quickly looked up at the Guardian Spirit Serpent in the sky.

The Guardian Spirit Serpent’s attention had completely shifted below, focusing on the rapidly gathering red tentacles.

These red mist tentacles gathered, growing larger and larger.

Finally, they formed a gigantic, deer-like creature dozens of meters tall. Tentacles resembling fleshy protrusions swayed on its red mist-formed body.

”ROARRR!”

The deer-headed creature roared, the piercing sound echoing once again, continuously spreading outwards.

The previously safe Balazs fell to the ground again, clutching his head and rolling madly.

Mirmi? We haven’t met in a thousand years, and you’ve become such an abhorrent form.

The voice echoed only in the mind of the Guardian Spirit Serpent.

Faced with these words, the red giant deer called Mirmi showed no intention of acknowledging them.

It displayed no signs of rationality.

The fleshy, red mist growths on its body shot upwards, condensing into a giant tentacle that assaulted the White Mist Serpent.

「...」

”It’s stopped absorbing? What’s going on?” Alka, who was sitting in his Dream Realm waiting for the Island to return, wondered aloud, somewhat puzzled.

”What’s wrong?” Lucilia, reading a book beside him, turned her head to ask.

Alka looked up at her and said strangely, ”That monster has stopped absorbing Dream Energy.”

”Isn’t that a good thing? Maybe it’s full,” Lucilia said, amused by her own words.

Alka chuckled and shook his head. ”How could that be? There’s no such thing as it being full.”

He continued, ”But this is indeed a good thing. It finally gives me a bit of a break.”

Constantly enduring the absorption of Dream Energy while keeping myself awake is not a pleasant feeling, he thought.

He stood up, patted himself down, and flew rapidly to the edge of the Dream Realm.

He reached out to touch the membrane of the Dream Bubbles.

However, his fingers passed through easily. The hard, steel-like sensation he expected wasn’t there.

Alka stared at his fingers that had passed through.

It didn’t seal me inside the Dream Bubbles either? Damn it, could it have discovered a problem with the bubble?

Alka felt a panic rise in his heart. If a problem with the Dream Bubbles is discovered and they’re broken, it would essentially mean death!

He quickly steadied his mind and sent out strands of mist to observe the situation outside.

He found that there were indeed no longer any monsters or anything else outside; the red tentacles that had attacked before had completely disappeared. Logically, they should have completely filled the area by now.

But just as he poked his head out, Alka immediately retracted it, covering his ears.

He had just been attacked by that piercing sound again.

This time, he was smarter.

He gently wiped the membrane, making it transparent so he could see outside.

Though it will hinder my perception, at least I can see clearly, he thought.

At this moment, there was nothing unusual in the direction he faced, just the peculiar environment of the Dream Realm and its warped light and shadows.

He looked up.

...? Alka rubbed his eyes. This is unbelievable!

He looked more carefully again.

”What’s going on? How did this thing end up here?”

The sight before him was truly startling. The white, mist-formed serpentine body spiraling in the sky, covering the entire area—he couldn’t be more familiar with it.

Isn’t that the White Mist Serpent that roams the Dream Realm of Southern Cross Island? How did it get here?

Tracing the serpent’s body to its source, Alka moved to the rear of the Dream Bubble, made the membrane transparent again, and peered out intently.

This time, Lucilia and the others could also see clearly.

”Oh my! What’s that?” one Puppet Girl exclaimed.

”Heavens above, what a huge serpent!” cried another.

”A white serpent... how cute,” a third one murmured.

Various exclamations of surprise came from the Puppet Girls.

Lucilia was also stunned, staring blankly at the distant scene.

She mechanically turned her head to look at Alka, pointing towards the spectacle.

”What... what is that thing?” she stammered.

They saw a creature so huge it overshadowed the sky, and alongside it, the massive red-mist deer that nearly filled the entire Island.