booktalesy Chapter 4432 Dawn Enveloped in Mist
Chapter 4432 Dawn Enveloped in Mist
Chapter 4432 Dawn Enveloped in Mist
Just as everyone had found their corresponding stone pillar, a buzzing sound suddenly resounded throughout the hall.
Immediately afterwards, the nine stone pillars began to emit a faint white light, and visible ripples of air spread outwards from the pillars.
This sudden anomaly seemed to confirm that Juanjuan's guess was correct.
The nine ripples continued to spread and expand, eventually converging at the very center, weaving together to form a huge wave.
At the center of this ripple, a vortex slowly takes shape.
"Another vortex!"
"I was just pulled in by the vortex!"
Amidst rustling sounds, a large amount of mist began to emerge from the center of the vortex.
In just a few moments, the secret hall was filled with mist.
Everyone was originally positioned around the stone pillars, but now, separated by the thick fog, they could no longer see anyone else around them.
"Rigota, are you alright?" Uriel's voice came from the mist.
A moment later, a soft voice came from within the mist: "I'm fine. Brother, how about you?"
Gulemo: "Everything is normal on my end."
Not only the couple and siblings, but most people present also spoke up, saying that they were all fine.
After everyone confirmed that they were all safe, Uriel shouted in the direction of Juanjuan, "What should we do now? Should we stay by the stone pillar, or would it be better if we all gathered together?"
Soon, a tired but calm voice reached everyone's ears:
“If the fog is part of the ritual, then we should be in the process of this ritual now.”
"But whether the ritual is being performed or has been completed, we do not know."
After all, they were completely unfamiliar with this ceremony.
We only know that it exists, but what its ultimate purpose is, how many procedures it involves, is all unknown.
"Therefore, since we don't know the progress of the ritual, it's best for us to wait at the stone pillar for a while. We can only consider leaving once we're sure there won't be any further changes to the ritual."
Even though more than half of the people didn't understand what Juanjuan said, it didn't stop them from implementing the plan she gave.
Moreover, with this pillar of support, everyone felt much more at ease, and the initial panic caused by the thick fog gradually subsided.
……
Compared to the anxiety of others.
Blanche, on the other hand, was much calmer. As she looked at the increasingly thick fog around her, she felt no resistance, but rather a faint sense of closeness.
She stretched out her hands, trying to grasp the mist.
But the mist was invisible and intangible, playfully slipping through her fingers without any sense of reality.
She looked at the outstretched hand, a question in her eyes: "Why does this feeling of closeness feel so familiar?"
She thought about it carefully, but she couldn't figure it out no matter what.
Just then, another voice came from the mist, interrupting her thoughts.
"The fog seems to be getting thicker... I can't even see my feet when I look down now."
Blanche recognized the voice; it was Sean speaking.
As soon as Sean finished speaking, Rigota quietly expressed her agreement: "Me too."
Rigota's voice was still very weak, not in a fake way, but genuinely weak. The fact that she could still speak was a great support from her new body.
Blanche followed Rigota and looked down.
Although the fog was thick, the tops of my feet were still faintly visible...
“I think I can still see the tops of your feet,” Blanche said.
As soon as she finished speaking, Camillo's soft voice came from the direction to her left: "You can see that, which means you... are short."
Blanche: "!!!"
One sentence was enough to deliver a devastating blow.
Blanche was about to retort, feeling wronged, when Juanjuan spoke again, its tone seemingly hesitant: "Are you... deliberately speaking in hushed tones?"
"what?"
"No," everyone responded.
Juanjuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "If you weren't speaking in hushed tones, then I must have heard you lower your voices."
"This also means... the distance between me and you is widening."
After Juan Juan finished speaking, the Moon Lady said in a teasing tone, "You are indeed getting further away from us. It seems that the train representing 'fairies' has already departed."
The stone pillar that Juanjuan resonated with was the Fairy Stone Pillar.
Ignoring Lady Moon's teasing, Juanjuan quickly raised her voice before she was completely away, saying, "I don't feel any change myself, everything around me is silent; in other words, either you are moving away from me, or it really is the stone pillar... or this secret hall is changing."
"However, it doesn't matter which one it is. You just need to remember that as long as there are changes around you, it means the ritual is still going on!"
"At this time, you'd better not stray too far from the stone pillar to avoid the ritual failing."
"The stone pillar anchors Dawn City, but it is also our anchor point..."
The weary voice grew softer and softer, and the last sentence sounded almost like a murmur to everyone.
Finally, its voice vanished completely into the mist.
After that, no matter who called out to Juanjuan, there was no response, clearly indicating that it had already moved far away from where everyone was.
The departure of their "backbone" caused a renewed sense of unease among the group. Fortunately, before Juanjuan lost her voice, she had already explained the situation.
Moreover, the Sun and Moon Wizard was still nearby, which made everyone less panicked.
However, this situation only lasted for two minutes.
The Sun and Moon Wizards then rode their respective stone pillar "trains," their voices gradually fading as they disappeared into the vast fog.
Suddenly, the surrounding noise grew louder, as if everyone was worried about what was about to happen.
However, the noise didn't seem to last long; at least for Blanche, it subsided after only half a minute.
“Although they are mortals, their mental fortitude is quite good…” Blanche paused, looking at the thick fog around her: “But then again, even if they don’t make a fuss, there should still be some sound, right?”
As soon as Blanche finished speaking, she seemed to suddenly realize something...
"Could it be that the noise didn't disappear, but rather that I moved away from them?"
Blanche suddenly raised her head and began calling out the names of the other people.
No one answered.
Blanche took a deep breath; she was now certain that she had indeed distanced herself from the others…
So what should we do now?
Blanche looked around, but because the fog was too thick, she couldn't see anything. She didn't know if the distance between the stone pillars was still increasing... It seemed that all she could do now was to continue to stay silently by the stone pillars.
"Ten minutes, just ten more minutes..." Blanche whispered to herself, "If nothing else changes in ten minutes, I'll try to leave."
Previously, one could determine whether the ritual was still changing by observing the status of other people.
But now, there are no "reference points" around her, only a thick white fog, and she has no idea whether her surroundings are still changing.
Without being able to observe the changes, she couldn't know whether the ritual was still operating or had stopped. So, she gave herself a buffer period of ten minutes before proceeding.
However, less than ten minutes later, a new change occurred.
The surrounding fog... dissipated.
To be precise, the fog thinned out, and most of it leaked out through the window cracks.
"A window?" Blanche was taken aback. Where were the windows in the secret room's main hall?
She stared at the distinct outline of a square window in the thin mist, her expression filled with surprise and doubt.
She didn't know if it was a window, and if it was, she really wanted to peek through it to see what was happening outside... but she held back.
The fact that the fog is thinning is also a change, and it might even be part of the ritual.
So, as Juanjuan instructed, she cannot move for the time being.
A moment later, the fog had thinned to the point where it was no longer visible on the stage; only a wisp of mist could be seen outside the window.
Yes, she is on stage now.
To be precise, it's the theater stage.
Blanche observed her surroundings. It wasn't a particularly large stage; it wasn't suitable for a grand play, but rather for a short skit...
Behind her was the Dream Pillar that had come with her, and behind the pillar hung a red curtain, which was probably the stage curtain.
She stood in the center of the stage, facing the hundreds of empty seats below.
“This is the theater.” Blanche had already confirmed that this was indeed the theater from the surrounding furnishings.
"The ground has been waxed, so it doesn't look deserted. It should still be in use recently."
"But there was no one around..."
Blanche was tempted to go and check out the surroundings, but she held back, worried that something else might happen, and decided to wait and see.
While waiting, Blanche looked at the Dream Pillar behind her.
“Speaking of which, the Dawn City landmark that the Dream Pillar is anchored to is none other than the Dream Theater…” Blanche looked around at the scene: “This is also a theater, could it be the Dream Theater?”
Blanche had never been to the Dream Theatre, so she didn't know what it was like inside, but she remembered that the Dream Theatre was very large, while this place was relatively small... Of course, it's also possible that this was just a side stage of the theatre? So it's normal for it to be smaller.
Five minutes passed quickly as Blanche's mind raced.
The surroundings remained completely unchanged, including the thin mist outside the window, which had not dissipated.
If there have been no changes for so long, it's highly likely there won't be any more changes, so the ceremony may already be over. Or rather, her part of the ritual has ended.
Under these circumstances, her departure should not affect the overall situation.
Thinking of this, Blanche moved away from the stone pillar step by step and walked quickly toward the window that she cared about most.
Soon, she arrived at the window.
Through the gap in the curtains, she finally saw what was happening outside, and this sight left Blanche stunned.
Fog still surrounded the outside, but you could see that it was a city.
Moreover, judging from the architectural style and some of the familiar streets, Blanche recognized the city almost immediately.
This is... Dawn City!
"No wonder Mr. Angor called this instance 'Dawn's Dream,' it really is Dawn City!" Blanche exclaimed in surprise, then suddenly remembered a question:
"Speaking of which, is this the real Dawn City or the Dawn City of my dreams?"
……
Let's rewind a few minutes.
When the fog rolled in during the secluded hall, Angell noticed that the entire miniature garden was undergoing drastic changes.
The sandbox of matter collapsed into mist.
The unrestrained fog spread and expanded relentlessly in an almost savage manner.
In just a few moments, the previously narrow, secluded hall expanded into a fog that stretched for more than ten miles, and within the fog, vast amounts of land and buildings emerged...
These tangible outlines seem to have been forcibly pulled out of the fog by an invisible hand.
While everyone was still by the stone pillar, saying "the fog is so thick we can't see our feet," a wild, colossal city had already emerged from the fog.
Also at the moment the city was born.
The black cat Juanjuan and its corresponding "fairy pillar" were carried by the mist to a corner of the city and blended into an inconspicuous house deep in a dark alley.
Next to the door of this shop hangs a wooden sign shaped like a cat, which reads: Rumbadi Shop.
Immediately afterwards, the Sun and Moon Wizards were also enveloped by the mist, each taking a stone pillar to different areas of the city.
Mr. Sun, carrying the "Sun and Moon Stone Pillars," merged into the City Lord's Mansion.
Lady Moon, carrying the "Twilight Raven Pillar," arrived near a mansion on the edge of the city. The mansion was surrounded by lush vegetation, and a large number of crows hovered in the sky.
Following closely behind them was Blanche.
She brought the "Dream Pillar" with her and integrated herself into the Dream Theater.
At this point, Angell was basically certain that the city born from the fog was indeed "Dawn City".
The mist carrying the people to different areas corresponds exactly to the scene depicted on the stone pillar.
For example, as Blanche mentioned before, the rotation of the sun and moon pointed to the murals in the city lord's mansion; so, Mr. Sun brought the sun and moon stone pillars to the city lord's mansion.
Blanche's "Dream Pillar" represents the Dream Theatre, so she was also taken to the Dream Theatre.
As for why Juanjuan was brought to the Lombard Shop and why Lady Moon was brought to the mansion, it should also be directly related to the imagery of fairies and crows.
So the current situation is actually about "anchoring".
Using the stone pillars as anchor points, nail them to their corresponding locations in Dawn City.
This is likely part of the ritual, but Angell doesn't yet know its specific effects.
But things should become clear after the ceremony.
Over the next few minutes, Angor witnessed the remaining people being swept away by the mist, along with the stone pillars, and disappearing into various parts of Dawn City.
Camillo reached the summit of the mountain behind Dawn City, Sean fell into the River of Trouble that flows through the city, and Guleimo went to the Sacred Courtyard...
Once all nine stone pillars were in place, nine golden rays instantly shot out from the top of the pillars, so bright that even the building's ceiling could not block them, and they soared straight into the sky.
The golden light transformed into a diffused halo at the edge of the sky, like flowing light on the dome, becoming the boundary of the instance and enveloping the entire "Dawn of Dreams".
As the Dream of Dawn was fully completed, the eight players and one cat in the instance also received a notification from Wonderland...