Capítulo 1040: Chapter 44: Rain Falls Like Blades (Part 6)
Droplets of water dripped from Jago’s hair, landing on the red trench coat. The silence rune isolated the transmission of sound, but the man’s ghostly angry expression triggered a frightened cry from the Rain Porcupine. Gongsun Ce nodded silently, pulling Jago to turn away, leaving the easily agitated totem behind.
Jago slowly took a deep breath: “I know you feel the sa, with flas of anger raging inside you.”
“I’ll choose an appropriate ti to get angry… Tonight, I’ll make sure this garbage nightmare cos to an end.” Gongsun Ce adjusted his glasses, “Wait a mont, I’ll confirm the situation and then co back to discuss the plan.”
Gongsun Ce sent Jago back to the underground city, then hurried to the entrance of yesterday’s toy shop, “George’s Treasure Box.” He asked Qiluo on the phone to help with an invisibility spell, then silently opened the door and entered the shop.
The toy store was open, but no custors had arrived yet. The tall George was nestled behind the small counter, writing lines with a quill pen. A smile adorned George’s face, and he wrote quickly, his handwriting elegant.
[Raindrop Knight’s Holy Grail Journey
The Raindrop Knight adored the Princess Zhou Yu of Water Shield City, but the young princess’s temperant was as changeable as her na. To win the princess’s favor, the young knight decided to search for the legendary wish-granting Holy Grail as a token of his love…
…He went through many adventures, defeated the evil Blade Rain Dragon, and finally found the legendary Wish Machine. But the golden Holy Grail had no magic, and the young knight walked away disappointed, eting the manifest Saint. The Saint told him that the cup was never a treasure; your courage, integrity, love, and the beautiful qualities you gained on your journey are the true treasures…]
At this, George put down the pen and mumbled: “Seems a bit cliché… Adding the story of the wounded Saint makes it too gory…”
Gongsun Ce carefully scanned the notebook with telekinesis; it was just a mundane little booklet, with “iyu Publishing Children’s Book Award Participation morial, Look forward to your next submission” written inside the cover. He didn’t disturb the owner, who was lost in deep thought, and quietly left the shop, returning to the street.
“Gongsun Ce, I think he’s just a kind-hearted uncle,” Qiluo remarked through the phone, “And his stories aren’t bad.”
“I’ve t those pleasure offenders who deliberately make contact with you before committing a cri, so I can’t put my guard down. It turns out he doesn’t possess any supernatural power; he’s just an ordinary person,” Gongsun Ce said, “The perpetrator chose a suitable place to hide; Water Shield City is rich in literary atmosphere, and many residents enjoy writing. It’s impossible for us to guard against every amateur writer around us; excessive suspicion will actually weaken our ntal defenses.”
“Then how do we find him?” Qiluo anxiously asked, “What if he just walks away…”
“That disgusting nightmare can’t be sothing built in a day or two; currently, the perpetrator has only made so illusions with the dream, and his target won’t be limited to that.” Gongsun Ce said, “The last thing the perpetrator said before escaping was ‘the nightmare never ends,’ he must have more sches.”
“I guess you have an idea?”
“Dreams ultimately originate from reality…” Gongsun Ce mused, “I have an immature thought, I’ll ask the experts during the eting if it’s feasible.”
By the ti he returned to the church, the other crew mbers had already arrived on-site; this ti Shiyu Ling took the initiative to take over the responsibility of presiding over the eting, energetically writing with Alandia’s black pen on the whiteboard, her vigor like that of a young working OL (office lady) who has just started her job.
“The mastermind behind this incident can be confird as a Spiritual Image Mage, with strength above the Peak of Manifestation. His abilities manifest as a corruption of positive traits such as fairy tales and dreams and is skilled at exploiting human weaknesses. In battle, he showed a certain level of immortality, suspected to have a liquid body, and is extrely adept at stealth actions. Any questions?”
As usual, Qin Qianbai was the first to raise a hand: “If the perpetrator is not a Creation Realm Mage, nor can they utilize the power of totems, how can they possess power above the Peak of Manifestation?”
“Because of the dream and environnt.” Shiyu Ling pointed to the sky, “That bastard’s power must co from fear; he first stirred the panic emotions of the local residents, creating a vicious cycle along with the harsh climate of Blade Rain State. On this basis, by so unknown ans, he connected the children’s dreams, harvesting fear from prolonged nightmares to cultivate power.”
Qiluo weakly said: “So he treated the children like a pasture…”
“Exactly. You’ve all heard of the Symbolic Skill from the Dawn Knight before; the perpetrator is currently performing an extrely vile ritual. The connected nightmares have already turned into an environnt similar to the Spirit Prison Realm; once quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, he who triggered all this will certainly benefit from the ritual!” Shiyu Ling heavily patted the whiteboard, “Therefore, we must find him quickly, kill him, and dismber him!”
The female hunter’s murderous intent made the girls nod repeatedly, while Jago, attending as an observer, posed the most crucial question: “How do we find him? It sounds like this scoundrel has the ans to travel freely between dreams, and even if we kill him in a dream, it would only temporarily alleviate the problem.”
“On this matter, I do have an immature idea…”
Gongsun Ce hurriedly entered the room and shared his plan with everyone. He then asked: “Alandia, do we have a way to temporarily enhance the children’s ‘recognition’ of a specific image?”
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