The Undead seemed to be admiring a song and dance drama right before their eyes. She lifted her illusory long neck, her red lips slightly parted, and a melodious song spread along with the ripples on the water's surface.
"Oh great warrior, the Immortal who comes to save, do you wish to prove yourself with a vivid dreamlike experience?" Her tune carried a melodious charm, like a fairy delivering a sword from the lake, with an undeniable sense of epicness.
"A dreamlike experience?" the Undead immediately perked up.
Those who had experienced Soul Valley among the Undead had all entered those unrestrained dreamscapes, and playing a deleted-copy trial in internal testing could be quite frustrating.
But now, looking back, it was easy to see that it was neither a bug nor an unfinished game, nor was it an NPC's penalty skill, but rather the prelude to the pool's opening.
"What should we do?" asked an Undead.
