Treasure Hunting System： The Ocean Conquerer-Chapter 614 - 287: Origins of Oneself/Desperate Rescue_3

Chapter 614: Chapter 287: Origins of Oneself/Desperate Rescue_3

The view of the sea began to return with the tide.

「...」

Lucilia woke up from the dream. Chadite woke up along with her. Their bubbles appeared on either side of Alka’s giant bubble.

Upon waking, Chadite looked at the device in her palm, which had indeed sunk into the Dream Realm with her. So what should they do now?

Suddenly, she felt a pulling force from beside her and quickly grasped the device to accept it. The entire bubble began to move within the world of the Dream Realm, then it collided with Lucilia’s bubble. She felt something touch the membrane of her own bubble, as if someone wanted to come in. She quickly agreed.

A hand appeared in the sky. It was Lucilia’s hand passing through the membrane, but it was just a single hand, waving in the air. Chadite quickly flew up, grabbed the hand, and pulled it in.

Lucilia, back to her normal size, floated in. "I’m in," she said.

"This method works; it allows us to slightly touch bubbles through the soul connection."

"Then let’s go. Alka is still waiting for us."

Lucilia nodded, holding Chadite’s hand and pulling her into her own bubble. Then, relying on the soul connection, she slammed her bubble against Alka’s, making them stick tightly together. The two floated into the air, firmly grasping the devices in their hands.

Lucilia reached her hand inside, her other hand pulling Chadite.

"No, I can still only reach one hand in. We need someone inside to help us."

But Alka’s bubble was already steeped in sorrow. Even their own bubbles began to snow. Who could possibly pull them into his?

What should we do now?

「Inside Alka’s bubble at this moment.」

The Phantom, originally clinging tightly to Alka, suddenly raised its head from the accumulating snow, looking at the swaying arm in the sky. Then it lowered its head again to look at Alka. It pondered whether to leave.

A clear cry from the deer echoed.

The pile of snow covering Xuan trembled slightly, but only slightly. Xuan still hadn’t awakened.

Seeing this, the Phantom knew it could only rely on itself. After a brief moment of thought, it decisively leaped, quickly soaring into the sky.

As it left Alka’s side, Alka, who had just glimpsed his origins, was suddenly submerged by seawater. The sea of sorrow pulled at him again, trying to drag him into the abyss. Alka flailed wildly on the sea’s surface. His swimming skills were useless; a strong suction from below tried to drag him down, to drown him.

At this moment, the rapidly ascending Phantom clamped its mouth on that arm.

"AH! Something is biting me!" Lucilia exclaimed from outside.

Then a force came through her arm. She quickly held onto Chadite, and together, following this strength, they successfully entered Alka’s Dream Realm.

"So cold!"

As soon as they entered, they felt a boundless Coldness sweeping over them. Then they saw it—the Phantom, still biting Lucilia’s hand.

"Phantom, are you all right? Where is Alka? How is he?" Chadite looked at the deer and quickly asked. Lucilia also looked at it intently. They had entered and exited Alka’s new Dream Bubble numerous times and had naturally seen this deer.

The Phantom didn’t waste time. It swiftly passed beneath the two, carrying them both on its back, racing towards the snow pile that buried Alka.

"It’s taking us to Alka; it’s urgent." Realizing the Phantom’s intention, the two said nothing more, their expressions tense as they looked ahead.

The Phantom’s speed was extremely fast. Its four deer legs rapidly trod the air, creating what looked like an illusory path. It soon burst into the snow pile.

The two immediately dismounted, shoveling away the snow. The cold snow covered them, and the snow burying Alka was extraordinarily frigid. A flood of sorrow washed over them.

The two kept crying—SOB! SOB! SOB!—as they frantically dug through the snow.

Soon they saw Alka, wearing a mask and with deer legs.

"What do we do now? How do we pull him out?" Chadite asked, looking at Alka.

A clear cry from the deer rang out, accompanied by a crisp, bell-like chime. A large amount of Gold and Silver Energy sprinkled down upon them from the sky, and they could feel their sorrow ease slightly.

"I can enter Alka’s soul. Let me try," Lucilia said, pressing her whole body against Alka’s, then faded and vanished.

What awakened within the dream was, in essence, a part of her Spiritual Power. At the moment of entry, she used the ability of the [Bloody Team Banner].

All the Puppet Girls outside collapsed weakly to the ground; they felt their strength completely drained, leaving them limp and utterly powerless.

At this moment, Lucilia, having gathered the vast majority of the puppets’ strength, successfully drew near Alka’s soul. She now possessed greater mental energy to resist.

Endless sorrow turned into an ocean, submerging Alka’s soul. The Soul Space had transformed into something she could never have imagined.

Lucilia quickly hovered above the Soul Space, constantly searching around.

"Alka! Alka?"

She didn’t understand why the Soul Space had become like this; it was too vast, too wide. Even the sorrow had become an ocean. How could Alka not sink into it?

An inexplicable despair welled up in Lucilia’s heart, deepening her sorrow.

In such sorrow, Alka might have already sunk completely.

Thinking this, she still didn’t give up and continued searching on the sea’s surface. She searched, relying on their unique soul connection.

Suddenly, she saw an arm struggling on the sea’s surface.

"Alka!"

She quickly flew over, grabbing Alka’s hand with both of hers, trying her best to pull him up.

At this moment, Alka, who felt he was about to drown, felt strength transmit from his hand. The sea waves surged ceaselessly. Drops of seawater, congealed from grief, splashed onto Lucilia’s soul. The sorrow infected her soul, seeping deep within.

Lucilia felt her strength waning; the sorrow and tears made her entire soul tremble.

"No! No, I can’t cry!" she shouted, pulling desperately and fiercely resisting her soul’s descent.

Yet the force from Alka below grew stronger, and even Lucilia’s own hand was nearly submerged in the seawater.

"Wake up! Come out quickly!"

As she pulled, Lucilia’s palm was submerged by the seawater, and an even greater sorrow poured into her. She was near her limit, clutching Alka’s hand tightly, refusing to let go. Yet there was almost no chance to pull upwards; she could only hold on tightly like this.

It seemed they would be dragged together down into the boundless sea of sorrow, to sink and never awaken again.

The force grew stronger, and Lucilia’s ability to maintain her state weakened as the sorrow began to penetrate deeper into her soul.

Then, the pressure eased. Another pair of arms reached into the seawater, taking hold of Alka.