I Can Infiltrate the Dreams of Others! - Chapter 5

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The fifth person was Elena. Weiss didn’t know what to say. Maybe he already knew.

“Elena, you don’t have to say anything. Let me explain it to you. Do you want to hear it?”

Elena was grateful that she was still lucky enough to have someone she knew and was also so powerful at the same time. But what Weiss said next shocked her.

“If there were no accidents, you should have been the one who pushed down your best friend who fell off a building. With your father’s power, covering up a case of falling off a building is extremely simple. The reason…”

Weiss paused. When he’d seen the fragments of Elena’s dream, he realized why she was so upset today when he had seen her today. It turned out that she had a heated argument with her best friend on the rooftop. She’d slipped and pushed her best friend down the building.

How melodramatic, Weiss thought. But he didn’t want to be nosy. Elena’s father, King of the dark side of New York City, could crush him with a flick of his finger.

He hesitated a moment then said.

“Elena, I don’t know why you pushed your best friend down the building but I know you’re very regretful.”

Elena answered with a cry.

“I don’t know why but at that time, I couldn’t control my emotions. I just wanted to kill her but I didn’t do it on purpose. I didn’t want her to die.”

How could this be? Were there two innocent people?

Weiss didn’t have time to think because the problem was definitely with the priest.

Weiss ignored Elena and raised his hand to send the priest to the judgement stand. The priest was still flustered but his expression was unnatural as if something was beyond his comprehension.

“Are you really a priest? Is the one outside really a monster?”

The priest looked up suddenly, his eyes fixed on Weiss.

In fact, when Weiss was examining the bloodstains, he wanted to observe the monster at a closer distance because he discovered the dream fragments on the monster’s body. Can a monster dream? The answer was of course no. There was only one possibility, the monster could have been a human!

With this in mind, Weiss realized that the source of all this might be the priest. He asked.

“You judge the crimes of others. Have you ever tried to judge your own crimes?”

The priest pretended to not understand and asked.

“What are you talking about? Why don’t I understand?”

Weiss stood up and reprimanded with a sharp gaze.

“Do you still need me to say it? You gave your younger brother a Demonic Potion to drink then transform into a monster and the human transformation your organization performs, Father.”

Weiss bit the word “priest” especially hard. He saw the fragment of the priest’s dream and finally understood why the priest could control and even create abilities in the dream. It turned out that they belonged to a Demon Sect. The two brothers were fanatic believers in the sect. The purpose of this organization was to resurrect the ancient gods. For this reason, they kept trying, including transformations of the human body, spiritual potions, and other inhumane transformations.

Not only was this organization very large in number but there were also believers from all walks of life. They believed that humans were beyond redemption and advocated reviving the ancient gods to purge most humans, leaving behind a small number of elites to conduct large-scale human experiments. Among them, Weiss even saw them removing the skulls of humans while they were still alive, researching the physiological changes of the human brain and so on. Images of cruel human experiments flashed past one after another, making Weiss feel nauseated.

The priest and his brother were given two potions. One was a Demonic Potion that could turn people into monsters and the other was a Spirit Potion. The conceited priest thought that he was better than his brother so he naturally took the Spirit Potion for himself. And he tricked his brother into drinking the Demonic Potion.

Yes, Weiss understood. The priest’s so-called forgiveness was actually a punishment and the “innocent” in the mission was the priest. The guilty would take the place of God to punish the other guilty and in the end, wouldn’t the only one left be the so-called “innocent”? That would explain why there were only six murals and the last one was the demon statue that represented Pride. But there were still many questions like what was the priest’s purpose?

The priest’s laughter interrupted Weiss’s thoughts.

“So what if it is? Our god is an existence you cannot understand. Although I don’t know how you did it, you cannot understand how powerful we are.”

The priest adjusted his tone and said kindly.

“I can tell that you’re a natural born spiritual expert. Come, join us. You can do whatever you want.”

Weiss’s heart did not waver. Although he and his sister led a poor life, they had never thought of joining such a detestable organization. Weiss still harbored the dreams of a normal person. He wanted money, get married, have children and live a happy life.

Seeing the priest creeping toward the gate, Weiss suddenly realized that something was wrong. He was setting himself up. So, Weiss said sternly.

“Sinner, you have committed a sin of arrogance. You shall receive an extreme punishment!”

With that, the priest was surrounded by huge iron torture instruments. The inside of the torture instruments were covered with rusty iron spikes. This was the cruelest punishment in an ancient country. ‘Iron Maiden,’ he said. The priest was caught between an ‘Iron Maiden.’ His skin began to crack as the iron spikes stabbed into his body one by one. Soon the ground was covered with blood. Like a coiled blood-colored snake, he began to climb towards the group. Elena fainted. The others too retreated to the corner and covered their mouths with their hands.

At this moment, the priest was still alive. His expression was ferocious as he shouted.

“You will never understand the greatness of the Lord. Ants, scream, tremble, and then die!”

With that, the priest fell silent, leaving behind the terrified crowd and the closed “Iron Maiden”.

Weiss took a deep breath. ‘He’s probably dead. What about the rest of them?’

Weiss thought of a way. He raised his hand and they were gone, leaving Weiss and the monster alone.

Weiss walked down the Divine Throne and stepped into the darkness where the monster was. He finally heard what the monster was saying.

“Kill me!”

The monster’s intermittent words made Weiss feel a little uncomfortable. Perhaps this monster deserved ten thousand deaths but he was also a pitiful person.

Just like that, Weiss watched it turn into ashes and the shape of its mouth in the last sentence still stunned Weiss.

Weiss understood. The last thing it said was, “Thank you.”

In the end, he watched the Dream World collapse like a mirror. Weiss rose into the sky and watched.

Countless dreams revolved around him. He saw the man who had abandoned his wife and son holding the woman’s hand and apologizing. The man said that he had been forced to do so. If he did not follow the plan to get the daughter of the richest man, his wife and child would die a violent death. The wife and child hugged him tightly and the family reached a compromise.

The miner looked at his brothers before him, hot tears streaming down his face. They were all saying they had seen it. The miner had done a good job of making sure he didn’t have to blame himself.

The woman held her husband and the female teacher’s hands and kneeled while shouting, “Sorry, sorry.”

Tears streamed down the soldier’s face as he knelt in front of his comrade’s grave. He muttered, “That’s a conspiracy. You shouldn’t have died. Why did the enemy suddenly let me go when they wanted to kill me? Why did the enemy organization know so much about me being a deserter and even use it to threaten me?”

Then he kowtowed to the tombstone and shouted, “Brothers, once I find your family, I’ll accompany you!”

Then Weiss saw Elena see her best friend and they embraced. Elena’s best friend said.

“I wasn’t that angry at first but I don’t know why I suddenly lost my strength and fell. I really don’t blame you.”

Elena cried and said goodbye to her best friend.

The dream seemed to have lost its purpose and collapsed.

It was over.