Because they were preparing to attack the southern waters of Elland at night, most of the military ships near the naval base gathered on the north side of the island. At this time, sea beasts attacked the ships everywhere, and the panicked military ships chose to flee in the direction where the southern city of Elland was located.

Following this trend, these violent sea beasts may eventually destroy most of the ships, but most of them will also be close to coastal cities.

The passing merchant ships and fishing boats, without the protection of warships, had no power to fight back against these sea beasts. When they noticed this, Sigmun took a few steps in a row and rose into the air.

The transparent cyclone exploded under the feet, and the body moved quickly under the push, and soon it caught up with the raging monster.

Fortunately, after using the execution ability, Sigmun gained the ability to move whirlwind from Sabichi.

This capability can be used for low-altitude flights in addition to speeding up movement during normal use.

It has little direct help to combat effectiveness, but it has made up for Sigmun's current shortcomings.

Eight wrist feet swept across the sea, and the hard tentacles could easily penetrate the hull. The body of the octopus-like monster expanded a little more than when in a cave, and a twisted position formed around the body. The sea beasts close to them would be infected and became particularly irritable.

Floating in the air, Sigmun noticed the monster's head twist, and even a blurry face could be seen on the top. Thinking of the scenes seen on the edge of a nightmare, a flash of inspiration in his mind seemed to understand something.

Lieutenant General Babro's main consciousness may have been hidden in the monster's head, if so...

"Then I still have a chance to get the answer from him!"

Thinking of this, Sigmund's foot spiraled down and suddenly fell down, and noticed the small flies in the sky, and his thick wrists raised and slapped at Sigmund.

Even with the hardened and Amitara Arm, Sigmund did not want to be hit by this giant. He saw the opportunity and transformed his cane into a long whip form, stabbed into a monster's wrist foot, and his body moved horizontally to avoid the attack and then landed on the monster's body.

The monster's body surface was covered with a layer of transparent mucus. Sigmun stepped on it but had nowhere to be subjected to force. He stabbed the harpoon in his left hand, fixed his body slightly, and then shook the long whip in his right hand again.

After repeating this, several ups and downs came to the monster's head.

Getting closer, Sigmun saw it more clearly. A wheel-sized face did appear on the monster's head, which at first glance was somewhat similar to Lieutenant General Babro.

The nightmare carriage appeared out of thin air, the ringtone was clear, the scene in front of me changed drastically, Sigmund pulled a sense of tyranny into the dream space.

In the blue sky and sea, what appeared before him was a hunched figure covered with fish scales, animal hair and pustules. It was Babro who was out of control.

"It's true!" Sigmun was delighted. When he saw Babro, he summoned the carriage again, got on the carriage skillfully, and pulled the reins.

A flesh and blood channel appeared in front of me, and the horse's hooves stepped lightly. Sigmun drove the carriage into the edge of Babro's nightmare.

The burning sky was filled with brilliant light before my eyes. This familiar scene reminded Sigmun of a certain experience in the Palace of Memory.

"here it is……"

As I heard the sound of sea water hitting the shore, the burning sky and gorgeous brilliance disappeared, and turned my head and saw a large area of ​​gray buildings.

Fishing village.

A dilapidated fishing village, where the houses are made of wood, and the other is made of clay piles mixed with broken shells.

The shells of different colors are like sarcoma of different shapes on the wall. From a distance, they are densely packed, reminding people of the bulging meat bags on the body of the out-of-control person. Just random glances make people feel uncomfortable.

Sigmun understood that he had intervened in the spiritual world of that extraordinary creature before, and that the village in front of him was the edge of Babro's nightmare.

Walking towards the village, the beach under my feet was soft, but after a few steps, a turbid liquid oozed out of the sand. The smelly black liquid was soaking that it smelled like a living thing.

Just as Sigmun was about to activate the power to rise, the smelly liquid again seeped into the sand, and the feet became dry again, and there was no residual liquid on the ankles.

Entering the fishing village, an inexplicable mental pressure rose from my heart. Looking around, Sigmun could not see half of the figure, but for some reason, every house in the fishing village, every invisible corner and gap seemed to be hiding a peeking eye.

He was irritated, and Sigmun even had the urge to completely destroy everything in front of him.

After walking forward for a while, he still couldn't find any living creature in the fishing village, but at this moment, a strange whimper suddenly came from his ears, and in addition to this, there were slight tearing and chewing.

"It's so annoying... don't grow any longer."

After walking a few steps, Sigmun saw a hunched figure facing him through a narrow alley.

The man lowered his head, his gray-white hair covered most of his entire body like a whisker. His arms were as thin as that, with almost only a layer of shriveled and wrinkled skin left, and his dark nails were digging on his body.

Sometimes he removes a piece of scale, sometimes he pulls off a piece of skin stained with animal hair, and more often he pulls out fine flesh worms from his pores.

Paji.

Paji.

The thumb rubbed against the index finger, and the body of the flesh worm was pinched and a black and red liquid was left on his palm.

Sigmun stopped, the superficial dream represents imagination and absurdity, and the deep dream reflects a person's memory and reality.

So what about here?

As if he noticed Sigmun's arrival, the monster suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, then slowly raised his head, and his gray hair separated from both sides, revealing his face.

A hole.

His cheeks were like a hollowed-out watermelon, with no facial features or flesh, and the flesh-like whiskers of the stamens were squirming in the hollow area.

A large cluster of flesh whiskers swayed in their heads, as if observing Sigmun.

"It's so uncomfortable." A hoarse voice sounded, without a mouth, and the transmission of the voice relied entirely on the friction of the twisted whiskers. "Prince Louis, I was curious about me. I shouldn't have watched it, I shouldn't have watched it!"

"It's eating my meat, save me, who can save me?!"

"Ah...it's started again, it's started again."

The body twisted, and the monster suddenly inserted his hands into the hollow head. The wriggling flesh suddenly became as sharp as a steel needle, and then swallowed the weirdo's thin body.

Only an empty head was left in the air.

At this time, a breath that did not belong to Babro was released from the hollow head. Stimulated by this breath, Sigmun's left arm torn apart, and Amidara's arm actively entered the awakening state.

The feeling was like a sleeping ancient god who noticed the gaze from the superior.
Chapter completed!