So this is your dream.
Watching the gigantic hand falling from above, the old investigator couldn't help but squeeze his legs together instinctively, then regretfully glanced at the female reporter beside him.
"I can't act now, give me the lantern... Nicole, leave him to you!"
"Okay."
The female reporter nodded, handed the Dream Wandering Lantern to the old investigator, and then, to Leon's somewhat surprised gaze, she raised her hand to meet it.
"Bang!"
As the gigantic hand descended, the top of the bell tower exploded with a loud bang. Large chunks of bricks flew everywhere, sending up a large cloud of gray dust in mid-air.
According to the rule of no smoke, no damage, that slap was in vain.
Feeling that something was wrong, as if he had hit empty air, Leon immediately retracted his right hand, took a deep breath, while amidst the dust around the bell tower, he heard a somewhat familiar aged voice.
"Remember? I told you before..."
