"Quick, quick, quick! Search every place, you good-for-nothings!"
A mortal general riding a horse shouted at the surrounding soldiers.
This army that had not been trained quickly took action.
They searched every corner of Doll Street.
If not for their still lifeless eyes, it would be difficult to tell that these guys were sleepwalking.
"Currently, I can only control 3,000 low-level units. It's too few."
On the roof of the highest wooden building in Doll Street, a humanoid Purple Vine Demon was quietly standing there, looking down at the entire area.
In his mind, a huge spider in the shape of a colorful bubble was entrenched in a large net woven from dream threads.
In the middle of the huge net, there was a large colorful cocoon firmly tied up. The main soul of the Purple Vine Demon was tied up in it, dreaming about its dream.
