The Last Place

"131…" Lawton read the room's door number.

As an Awakened who had explored the Mind Corridor's depths, he had sufficient confidence in his strength. However, this didn't mean that he would enter a new room without any scruples or worries.

This might belong to some New World powerhouse or a Kalendaria's dream!

Even an Awakened at Lawton's level could cause him to suffer if their price was a little stranger and their psychological trauma was broader in scope.

Lawton touched his increasingly deep wrinkles, composed himself, stretched out his right palm, twisted the brass handle, and opened Room 131.

He didn't plan on going deep this time. He was prepared to observe from the edge of the dream or psychological trauma to understand the situation, prepared to leave at any moment.

As the vermilion door opened, Lawton took two steps forward.

The scene in front of him changed.