Capítulo 823: Chapter D295: Water and Light et the Sky_3
“Its instinctive desire is to invade, to extract fear and submission from the depths of the soul, rather than re destruction and slaughter… Therefore, for a single target, the cluster will not exert its full power.”
The tapping of the Black Dream Key’s fingers on the tabletop gradually sped up, causing ripples in the tea, and the tone beca increasingly agitated.
“But now, not to ntion the Heroes who have directly battled it, you, , the Liberation Saintess, the Isolated Island, and that little Siren, plus the big commotion caused by the Hero a year ago, leading to so others who have beco aware of the truth…
“There are too many within the Church who can beco its anchor points. It has even broken through the barriers between the deep sea and the land on a conceptual level, I can sense, the Nightmare is very, very close to us.”
“Then, where will it choose to invade from?” Though the situation sounded dire, the Pope’s voice retained its usual calm.
[Perception of the Black Dream Key (Expert minimum 0.5)]
D204 203=d204(188) 203=391
[Concealnt of the Nether Sea Dream Erosion Group (Critical Success 30)]
[D539 30=d539(450) 30=480]
Under the Pope’s inquiry, the Black Dream Key slowly closed her eyes.
Shadows suddenly spread across the broad terrace, and the clear tea water turbidly boiled.
The dark and void power of dreams seeped from the depths of her consciousness, swirling around the Black Dream Key, making her figure increasingly obscure, as if peeled away from the real world, transforming into a humanoid black void amidst the scenery.
Witnessing this bizarre scene, the Pope showed no sign of surprise, only a hint of worry etched on his brow.
Ti quietly flowed for several minutes like this, and the Black Dream Key’s form was nearly completely dyed black, presenting no detail aside from the humanoid outline.
Just as the Pope couldn’t resist raising his hand, she suddenly quivered, quickly retrieving her own colors, transitioning from a black silhouette back into a somber-looking woman, returning to reality.
However, compared to before, she now appeared incredibly haggard, with dark circles under her eyes as though she had stayed up for several nights, looking as if a gentle breeze could blow her down.
The Black Dream Key leaned back wearily, almost collapsing against the chair back, gasping for air as if a fish coming ashore.
“…Failed. The scent of Nightmare is everywhere, impossible to pinpoint the source.”
Having returned empty-handed from her proud Dream Realm, the Black Dream Key was evidently discontent, her tone filled with gloom and unwillingness.
“It’s alright, rest for a while first.”
The Pope said no more, just raised a hand to prepare a healing spell.
But before he could complete the spellcasting, suddenly, a raindrop gently fell on the back of his hand.
Gazing at that raindrop, the Pope raised his head, seeming to sense sothing.
“Sun shower…?”
Under the bright and clear sky, a gentle rain began to fall, with the droplets reflecting the sunlight, gleaming like countless tiny gemstones as they showered the mortal world, making the sky appear ever brighter.
The sudden rain, with its burgeoning light, dispersed the lingering shadows on the terrace, causing the Black Dream Key to wince in pain but soon relax.
She stirred, rising in surprise to gaze up at the cloudless sky.
“Rain with purification and healing power? Where did it co from?”
The Pope suddenly stood, and both simultaneously turned their gaze towards the small chapel on the Pure White Square.
[Activity (70 Razing)]
D100 10=d100(77) 10=87
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