After tracking the intermittently disappearing footsteps for a while, they suddenly vanished altogether.
A sense of impending doom grew heavier in Baimeng's heart. Gritting her teeth, she raised a hand and swiped it across her eyes. A faint butterfly pattern flickered within her crimson pupils, and had any perceptive individual been standing near the God of Dreams at that moment, they would have felt a subtle wave of dizziness and a sense of jarring dissonance.
Careless of whether her own mind would be scrambled by the chaotic dreams of the monsters, the God of Dreams attempted to drag every surrounding creature into a dream. She needed to find the person who had strayed into this place, and quickly.
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