CHAPTER 1847: CHAPTER 882: APPEARANCE REFLECTS THE HEART

"What’s going on? Wasn’t I just wearing Bright Armor, wielding a Ma Shao, battling the Tukan People, and beating them so badly they couldn’t find their way? How did I end up here? Was I dreaming just now? But I clearly saw Xiao Bei, Aman, and Shitou."

"Ah... At the beginning, didn’t you appear in a camp, all alone, with Bright Armor and a weapon rack inside? On the path of indoctrination covered with defeated soldiers?"

"That’s right, just like that. Did you also dream back to the path of indoctrination?"

"Yes, there we didn’t know each other yet, but we fought side by side, slaughtering all around us, it was quite exhilarating. What a pity, it was just a dream."

"No wonder I kept feeling there were many unreasonable things earlier; it all makes sense now that everything took place in a dream."

"In the dream, you saved my life several times."

"What does that count for? We’re on the battlefield, our lives depend on each other; isn’t it supposed to be that way? No, wait, why do our memories from the dream match up? Aren’t dreams supposed to be personal? How can they align?"

"It’s quite odd for countless people to dream simultaneously."

"I’m afraid we were just sharing the same dreamscape."

"Sharing the same dreamscape? Unheard of!"

"Before crossing the lake, I heard those Tukan People talking, those Guardian Witches of the Laiserman People have mastered a unique dream weapon. Even the mad Khan Yamen with his Slaughter Divine Power couldn’t break through that dreamscape several times.

It was only with no other choice that they changed the direction of crossing the lake. We’ve now become captives of the Laiserman People. I’m afraid the recent dream wasn’t just a coincidence but a work of their Guardian Witches."

"What is their purpose in doing this?"

"Isn’t it obvious? Since the enemies in the dream were Tukan People, and those are the memories we least want to recall, it must be to provoke our anger towards the Tukan People, trying to recruit us to fight against the Tukans together with them."

"Ha, it’s completely unnecessary. Who here doesn’t harbor a deep-seated hatred for the Tukan People? Given the chance, they’d skin them, eat their flesh, and drink their blood."

"After all, we were once captives, coerced by the Tukan People. Naturally, they need to see how much bravery we have left to decide whether to use us, since not everyone will rise and resist when given the opportunity.

There are always cowards who retreat and dare not advance bravely. Look over there, isn’t there one? His speed to kneel before the Tukans is faster than raising his spear. Can you trust someone like that to have your back?"

"Bah, coward, utterly useless, stay away from us in the future. Don’t call yourself a Soaring Dragon Person, just say you’re one of the Little Sakura People, always kneeling out of habit."

"Alas, it’s all for survival. Many are forced by circumstance."

"No need to make excuses for them; before, there was no opportunity, so of course, they didn’t dare to resist. But now, with Bright Armor on their bodies and a Divine Weapon in hand, if they still choose to kneel instead of resist, it’s just a problem with their mindset, completely useless to us. I won’t fight alongside such people."

The whole Soaring Dragon prisoner camp was bustling for a while, filled with incredulous whispers and murmurs.

They didn’t experience severe mental confusion, mixing reality and dreamscape. At least, once their consciousness became fully clear, many immediately realized that the situation of wearing Bright Armor and slaughtering all around was something that happened within a dreamscape.

This is closely related to the Totem Dreamscape which blurred and sealed their memories after being captured.

At that time, they were like truly being trapped within a dreamscape, with their thinking ability greatly limited, many unreasonable situations which they would normally spot immediately were then consciously or unconsciously ignored, just following the dreamscape’s guidance.

Now looking back, those unreasonable parts were immediately discerned by them.

There were countless examples of these unreasonable parts, such as the armor, weapons, and warhorses, and the reactions of the Tukan People, etc., everything seemed as if specially designed for them to sift through.

Many clever individuals have already vaguely, guessed the true intention of the other party.

"Will the people whose names I call now gather at the center of the camp." The voice that had woken them from the shared dreamscape earlier sounded again in their ears, "Hu Bianguan, Chu Yuanlin, Fu Ciliang, Xu Wenhui..."

Each name called out caused varying degrees of commotion and whispers among the Soaring Dragon People.

These names, to them, for the most part, weren’t unfamiliar.

Many of them were originally their officers when they served as Slave Soldiers, and in the dreamscape just now, most of these people stood out, becoming the leaders of their thousand-man teams.

Someone succeeding once might be due to luck.

But if they succeed twice, it’s not just purely luck, it involves aspects like mentality and capability.

The people whose names were called showed some change in expressions, but they still promptly got up and walked out from their camps.

Before the dreamscape, many of them might have feared that the other party would settle accounts with them for once being officers of the Tukan Slave Army.

But after experiencing the dreamscape, they no longer solely think this way, the others may very well be planning to reuse them.