Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 247

Chapter 247 Dream Boundary

Use the [Dream] skill to change the current dream state.

The dark red nightmare aura surged, and the old TV set, as well as the stuck, shameful Sadako Miss, all disappeared.

“So this dream is just like this?” Dorn felt dull.

Then he once again diffused the nightmare breath toward the surroundings.

This time, the dark red, unknown aura, under the control of Donne, passed through the wall of the study room and reached the outside unimpeded.

“Can it pass?” Dorn raised his eyebrows slightly.

Because it has been a long time since he has mastered the skill “Dream”, Donne has a certain degree of special knowledge about dreams.

One of these cognitions is more critical, and that is the boundary of dreams.

Earlier, in the memories the Nightmare Horse showed him, Donne had a first contact with this.

In the scene given by the nightmare horse, each scene is a boundary of existence, and the end of the boundary is an air wall.

There is the feeling of [the area in front, let’s explore later].

After mastering the [Dream] skill, Donne has followed up to explore the dream world.

During the exploration process, he discovered that the boundaries of dreams are universal.

This objective fact can be found no matter whether it is the dreams he constructed himself or when he enters the dreams of others to visit.

Dorn also discovered that the bounds of this kind of dream are indefinite.

It is possible that the four walls of a room are the boundary. In this scene, you can only move inside the room.

It is also possible that at the end of the vast grassland is the border, and there is a wall of air that cannot be passed through and cannot be seen. Even if the grassland in the dream is bigger, the boundary still exists.

Even the Dorn’s own Dreamland Foundation Building, that piece of emptiness, dark space, also has an impassable boundary.

As for the [Study Room] I am currently in, according to Dorn’s experience of dreams, the four walls are borders and cannot be passed through.

On the other side of the wall is the restricted area of dreams.

If you want to leave this room in the dream, you can only switch the scene completely.

But now, the nightmare breath passed through easily.

“I made a mistake in my estimation. Maybe in this dream, this room is not the boundary. The entire outline of my house, or even the neighborhood where my house is located, is the boundary?” Donn touched his chin, muttering to himself like this.

After regaining the nightmare breath, he walked to the door of the room and pulled the handle.

Patter.

The door opened.

Outside, it was not the wooden-floored corridor in the home that Dorn was familiar with.

It was a long masonry alley. At the end of the alley there was a faint yellow light. It should be a kerosene lamp.

The walls on the side of the alley are not high, they are the style of the times in the land of miracles.

The door of own study is very abruptly embedded in the dark wall of the alley.

“The door of my study leads to a certain alley in Otherworld, which is a bit interesting. However, it is not surprising that there is such an unfolding in the dream.”

Dorne said this, then closed the door of his study, and then opened it again.

The study is still the modern study of the earth, the furnishings have not changed, and the outside is still the alleys of Otherworld.

“This dream is very stable.” Dorn raised his eyebrows slightly.

Afterwards, he once again diffused the real nightmare aura around him.

The dark red unidentified breath passed through the walls of the alley, scattered and spreading far, far away.

“I still can’t find the boundary.” Dorn shook his head, then gathered back to the nightmare, and surrounded him.

If these breaths are too far away, his ability to control the current dream will be correspondingly weakened.

It’s still someone else’s dream here, so it’s better to be careful. It’s a bit too risky to spread the breath of nightmare out of bounds to find the boundary.

“Explore here first.”

Dorn looked at the faintly lit alleyway in front of him, then looked at the deep alleyway behind, and finally chose to walk backwards.

If you want to choose, choose the one that looks more exciting.

…

The depths of the alley.

The red-haired Kisho fled all the way.

However, the face in front of him was a lot greener than the Kishu Donne knew.

“Wind, wind! Sweeping…”

The green Ki Xiu panted for a while, two groups of wind elves with a bright green light flashed twice, and a small tornado swept behind him.

And the one who chased after him was someone who Donne knew–

The little leader of the Apocalypse Order, the silver lizard who was consumed by the [parasitic spores] and the guerrilla mantra.

This old cultist looked almost the same as Don’s impression.

The temples were already pale, and then the muscles under his face twitched strangely, with a sense of madness that penetrates the bone.

Facing the oncoming little dragon scroll, the suspended black and fallen aura around the silver lizard tremblingly struck out.

A cloud of black air directly knocked the tornado away without a trace!

“Stop! Boy of the Holy See! Stop! Ah! The brain is shaking! Eat your meat and drink your blood!” The silver lizard yelled frantically.

Of course Kisho will not stop.

He keeps running, keeps running.

I don’t know how long this long and dark alley is, it seems that it will never end forever.

Ji Xiu didn’t remember how long he had been running.

He was tired, scared, and desperate.

But he keeps running, keeps running.

Suddenly, Ki Xiu kicked a slightly raised whole rock tile under the foot.

The running young priest suddenly lost his balance, fell to the ground, and slid out a long way, his palms, arms, and chin were rubbed bloody by the ground.

The skin and flesh behind him were all twisting, and the humanoid cultist was screaming frantically, approaching step by step.

Cultists will catch him and eat him.

Jixiu has just become a priest, and has just taken control of the power of the good wind elves.

I just met Yuval, a very speculative boy, and Clos, a quirky girl.

He doesn’t want to die.

“Help…Help!” Ki Xiu said, crying in fear and cowardly.

This red-haired priest boy had a stronger personality, and he thought he would never cry.

The old cultists are still approaching.

At this moment, Ji Xiu had a very vague feeling, as if a few people would show up in time at this time and beat the silver lizard away.

who is it?

It seems to be, it seems to be, the captain of the priest who is performing the task together, and an accompanying priest.

Then, after that, the priest captain who had always cared for him would be crushed and corroded an arm by those depraved auras during the fight against the silver lizard.

That kind of corruption full of depravity, even the [Divine Grace Potion] failed to save the arm back.

Later, later, the captain could no longer be a priest, and the Holy See arranged for him to return to his hometown for retirement…

That’s it, that’s it.

It’s all because of myself.

It’s all because of my weakness and lack of strength.

But immediately, Gishu had a different feeling–

It seems, it seems that no one will come to rescue him.

The cultist who can barely see the human form will rush over, tear his chest open, gnaw his flesh, and suck his blood.

He will be divided into pieces and held in the palm of his hand.

Then, then…

Then everything repeats, loops.

He will run away in the alley, fall down, be killed, eaten clean, and run away in the alley…