Chapter 625: Chapter 292: Major Family Events III: Night of the Witch (Part 7)_2

The entire city’s sky continued to rise, carrying bubbles of beautiful dreams, and their endpoint was the stage of the Witch’s Night–more precisely, it was “behind” the Crown Dream Witch.

At this moment, behind the Crown Dream Witch, the giant nightmare she had created was greedily devouring the dream fragments floating up into the air. With the ingestion of more and more dream fragments, the nightmare’s size was also continuously expanding.

Meanwhile, its appearance kept changing, from initially cartoonish and non-threatening, it gradually transformed into a creature with a humanoid face and sharp, pointed fangs.

Bai Qiuwu was slightly stunned; in less than half a minute, the nightmare had already reached a height of five meters.

This massive shadow grinned widely, spread its claws, and gathered all the floating dream bubbles into its embrace before swallowing them into its belly.

“Indeed… this witch is using other people’s dreams to feed this monster, no wonder they didn’t directly use the Illusion Technique to kill the ordinary people of this city, but instead made them fall into deep sleep, so this was the purpose… This is bad, at this rate, the monster will only get stronger. If no one interferes, just letting it eat for ten minutes, considering its size then, it could probably flip over the Old Jingmai District with just one foot.”

Watching the expanding nightmare, Bai Qiuwu’s eyes shifted slightly, and he was shocked.

“No, I can’t manage that many people, I need to ensure Mom and Zi Ling’s safety first…”

Bai Qiuwu quickly got up from the floor, carried Bai Wenna to the master bedroom’s bed, then hurried back to his room, and took out a set of spare battle attire and that metal monkey mask from the suitcase under his bed.

“I have to protect this place, Xiao Ni can only be entrusted to Mingye, can he really handle it…”

Bai Qiuwu dropped his gaze, his thoughts in turmoil, as Mingye had been missing since early this morning. He had only sent a message saying: “Big sis, you take Mom and the younger brothers and sisters away from here first, I will definitely bring Bai Zini back, remember to keep them safe.”

He said that, but no matter how Bai Qiuwu tried to persuade, Bai Wenna refused to leave, wiping her tears and emphasizing with a grating voice, “If Xiao Ni doesn’t come back, she won’t leave the Old Jingmai District by even a step.”

Eventually compromising, Bai Qiuwu and the others could only stay in the Old Jingmai District, silently watching what would happen.

“I should probably find a time to talk to them about my second identity.”

Bai Qiuwu thought, shaking his head, lifted the monkey mask over his face, tied up his hair, and put on the hood of the silver and black metal long coat.

Black Wukong softly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he reopened his eyes, fiery red and golden colors blazed within his pupils.

The Mythical Emblem on his wrist flashed, and Jingu Bang and Somersault Cloud emerged out of thin air, the dark-gold staff fell into his palm, and the Cloud slid under his feet, lifting his body into the air.

Riding on the Somersault Cloud, Black Wukong burst out from the rooftop, wrapping up a whirlwind as he charged towards two faceless puppets straight ahead.

At this moment, both gray faceless puppets opened their mouths that seemed like bottomless abysses.

Soon after, a chaotic beam of Magic Power concentrated in front of their mouths and burst out towards the giant dragon in an instant!

The Catastrophe Dragon gently “hissed,” its brow bones furrowed, and suddenly, it folded its wings in front of its body. Layers of dark metal appeared on its outer body, covering its wings.

“Boom–!”

With a thunderous sound, overlapping beams of light instantly blasted it from thirty meters in the air down into the ground of Old Jingmai Street, creating a crater five meters in radius. Like a mudslide, the surrounding buildings were entirely engulfed and fell into the crater.

Black Wukong’s pupils contracted, and she abruptly leaped off the Somersault Cloud, diving into the deep crater and rolling as she landed.

She lifted her Eyes of Golden Flame, looking at the dragon buried within the deep crater, and asked in a hushed voice, “Hey, are you alright–?!”

“It’s you again, you damn monkey…” A raspy voice came from the rubble.

The Catastrophe Dragon opened one crimson eye amidst the rubble, staring motionlessly at Black Wukong, a look of displeasure across its face.

Seeing it talk this way, Black Wukong knew it was not severely hurt and thus sighed in relief, curving her lips as she spoke, “I’m helping you… please stop calling me by such a demeaning name.”

The giant dragon struggled out of the rubble, sand and stones rumbling down from the broken windows around it.

“Two giants, how shall we divide them?”

The Catastrophe Dragon rasped, slowly straightening up from the crater, and suddenly unfurling its vast, sky-covering black wings.

“One for each of us,” Black Wukong said, turning her head towards the two puppets.

“Alright, but I have another helper.”

“Who?”

“She’s already above one of the puppets.”

Hearing this, Black Wukong looked up to see the shoulder of one of the giant puppets and discovered a white-haired girl wearing an Ultraman mask had already climbed onto the shoulder of one of the massive puppets.

“Xiao Ling?!” Her heart trembled suddenly, and after a moment’s tightening of her pupils, she remembered that her younger sister was after all a vampire.

Still, she couldn’t help but shout involuntarily, “Get down from there–!”

Black Wukong’s hoarse voice echoed through the ruins, reaching the ears of the white-haired girl on the giant’s shoulder.