Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 211 - 211 3 Collapse

211: Chapter 3 Collapse 211: Chapter 3 Collapse Turning the hands of the clock back slightly, when Gongsun Ce entered the apartment building in his dream, the real him was not idle either.

“——!”

The air vibrated, a loud explosion sounded, and an invisible force rampaged beside the young man, poised to smash all the furniture in the lobby to pieces.

The grey-haired youth in deep slumber would never have imagined that his superpower would grow restless once he entered the dream state.

Shiyu Lianyi understood the reason behind this phenomenon.

The power of the Dragon Species did not originate from within themselves.

When they slept normally, their consciousness would only wander in superficial dreams and would not truly lose control over their body and mind.

But when the Dragon Species truly entered deep dreams, contracting their consciousness…

The abilities that were once at their fingertips would gradually spiral out of control.

Yan Qi wiped his mouth.

“Watch closely, Shiyu kid.

This guy’s mild rampage can be dealt with using this method…”

He drew a symbol in his palm with a pen, but it wasn’t Yan Qi’s usual square or pentagram; instead, it was a variant star-shaped emblem belonging to a certain Knight.

Yan Qi placed his hand over Gongsun Ce’s heart and recited a fluent incantation in Common Language, “O Creator from the Creation Realm who seeks truth, Morning Star of Dawn that dispels the dark night.

In the names of justice, righteousness, and morality, I beg you to use your own Spirit Light to guide this person out of confusion, help him steer clear of the malignant abyss, and grant him protection on the righteous path!”

The superpower on the verge of rampaging instantly calmed down, and Yan Qi slowly lifted his hand, the emblem in his palm already disappeared.

The watching Shiyu Lianyi couldn’t hide his astonishment; as an expert, he had too many questions he wanted to ask.

But the task at hand was not to delve into his friend’s past, so he suppressed the numerous thoughts and only said, “I’ve taken note, Mr.

Yan.”

“You’re not stupid.” Yan Qi sat down on the sofa, “Let’s see if he can get it right in one try.”

“Finding the Spirit Light after successfully entering the dream is not difficult.”

Yan Qi said darkly, “Nonsense, the trouble starts after you find it.”

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It’s somewhat embarrassing to suddenly bring up this topic…

Have you ever had the experience of being peeped at while taking a shower?

Or perhaps, have you been walked in on while changing?

The above scenarios are common “fan service” scenes in certain comics; readers will chuckle, and the characters will shout in embarrassment and then it will all be forgotten.

However…

What if these incidents happened in real life?

That would be bad.

The one being seen would probably be very unhappy, even enraged.

In many places, this would be enough reason to file a lawsuit, engage in court battles, making the voyeur pay the price.

Because the entirety of one’s body is part of their private sanctuary, for some people, a violation of their privacy may be considered more barbaric, more excessive…even more intolerable than a physical act of violence.

However, as important as the body is, it is not the most private place.

Humans possess another secret.

A realm completely isolated from physical scrutiny, known only to them, can only be touched by them.

The mind.

The mind is deeply hidden within the body, invisible, intangible, unreachable by force or threat.

There lies all of humanity, aspects they would never normally reveal to the outside world…

Thus, the depths of the mind truly represent the ultimate privacy.

If this place were to be peered into by others, the emotions that the person would feel could be tenfold, even a hundredfold more intense than those felt when their physical privacy is violated…

“Get out!!”

In his dream, the black-haired, black-clad Gongsun Ce screamed hysterically, “Get out!

You have no right to intrude into the depths of my heart…You don’t have the right!!!”

The rage, bordering on madness, came from unprecedented humiliation.

The deep recesses of a person’s heart are territories even they themselves cannot fully understand.

Through interaction and collision, others can enter someone’s heart.

But the deep recesses allow only oneself to tread; even parents, lovers are automatically excluded.

It is an inviolable sanctuary, one’s own Holy Sanctuary.

It transcends any physical meaning of “privacy,” being the most secret and personal space one can possess.

Entering a dream is a way to delve into the mind; the foundation of the dream state is an expression of the deep recesses of the mind.

Now, the depths of his heart had been intruded upon, occupied by outsiders unrelated to him.

It was as if a thief had entered his secret childhood hideout, as if his most treasured diary had been read, as if every part of his body had been clearly seen by others…

Fury, shock, and disbelief swept through the young man’s mind, causing him to lose his reason in an instant.

“How dare you!!!”

The silver-haired woman said nothing, only watching him quietly.

Gongsun Ce’s voice grew hoarse, and he reached out his right hand, intending to strangle the woman, but he was stopped midway by his left hand grabbing his wrist.

“You’re just a figment of my imagination too,” Gongsun Ce panted, “Just like the illusions of my brother and the others that have appeared from my memory.”

Alandia finally spoke.

Her voice was calm and composed, devoid of personal bias, simply stating the facts as she knew them, in stark contrast to Gongsun Ce.

“I’m not an illusion,” said the Dawn Knight indifferently, “I am the power bestowed upon you by Alandia.”

The silver-haired woman produced a pure white substance in her hand, closed her hand, and just as quickly, the white matter disappeared, just as Gongsun Ce had often done.

Gongsun Ce was speechless.

He wanted to tell himself this was also an illusion, his inner demon, a symptom of a mental illness, or an embodiment of negative emotions, and the like.

But the friends his imagination concocted all bore different visages from their real-life counterparts, including his own biases, even Mo Yuankai kept himself hidden in the shadows.