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Doomsday glanced at Robert who had passed out before he raised his leg and started to walk off. He had no intention of staying there anymore.
However, just as he walked past Robert’s body, he saw huge amounts of anesthetic gas spurting out from every part of the corridor. Doomsday stumbled and walked another two steps before he collapsed drowsily beside Robert.
The next mont, the grand manor appeared before his eyes. The grand ball, Arthas, and... Zhao Yao.
"Where... am I?"
...
At the sa ti, in the physical world, apostles wearing gas masks from the Star Cats rushed in and carried away the unconscious Doomsday, Robert and the other apostles.
Just as Robert and Doomsday were separated, a wisp of air invisible to the apostles at the scene slowly transferred from Robert to Doomsday.
This was the ntal energy that Arthas left in the manor. It left behind a sliver of connection with the Dream Dinsion. It was precisely because of this thing that Robert was able to keep dreaming of the huge battle scene in the manor.
At this mont, because Doomsday had a stronger ntal strength and a supercat body, the sliver of ntal energy actively transferred into his body. This brought the connection with the Dream Dinsion into Doomsday’s body as well.
However, the Star Cats were totally unaware of this, and quickly transferred the unconscious Doomsday into another secret prison cell.
...
In the dreamscape, amidst the supernatural battle in the ruins of the manor.
Doomsday’s heart pumped in excitent as he watched Zhao Yao and Arthas battle.
Seeing Zhao Yao fly up to the sky and battling with Arthas, Doomsday exclaid, "What an amazing superpower. This guy is really sothing."
However, this was only the first ti.
After the second, third... tenth ti, Doomsday beca tired and annoyed by it.
He slumped on the grass and stared at Zhao Yao in the sky as he rolled his eyes, "Arthas, quick look, this guy is flying again."
Doomsday muttered unexcitedly as he watched Zhao Yao’s movents in the air, "Left... right.. left... left... punch... retreat..."
Zhao Yao was like a puppet, matching the words of Doomsday with his movents precisely. This was because Doomsday had watched the battle scene so many tis he had already morized it in his head.
Arthas shouted, "Ah! I am going to stab you till you die!"
"Who’s afraid of you!" Zhao Yao answered, "I am going to stab you till you break down! Whoever who backs out will be a dog! Ah!"
When he saw the man and cat stabbing each other repeatedly with the Dragon Slaying Saber, Doomsday squatted beside them and stared at the small golden Dragon Slaying Saber with overflowing curiosity. "It’s such a small knife. Why do they look like they are dying from agony from such a small stab?"
"I really feel like trying it." He stretched his paw and touched the Dragon Slaying Saber. However, it did not move at all as he was unable to take it.
Doomsday had been trying to do that for many tis. He was totally unable to exert any influence in this dreamscape or interfere with any part of it.
"I can’t go on like this."
"This Arthas. Last ti he could only hypnotize and break a spoon or sothing. Now he could even plant a dream in my head?"
After thinking about it, Doomsday started to walk towards the border of the dreamscape. He did not want to continue watching the scene repeat itself any longer.
Looking at the hazy appearance at the border, Doomsday tried stretching his paw out to see what would happen.
"Eh? Looks like nothing’s happening?"
After retracting his paw, Doomsday stared at his tender soft paw pads and sighed. "My paw pads seem to have beco rougher recently. Looks like I need to put more moisturizer on it."
He turned and stared at the hazy border. Doomsday stretched out both paws. Just as he thought it would be totally fine, his whole body was pulled out by an enormous force, disappearing into this dreamscape entirely.
"Ah!" Doomsday only saw a motley of colours and all sorts of things he had never seen before flash past him like shooting stars.
The dreamscape just now was created using Arthas’ own ntal strength. It was the remaining sliver of connection with the Dream Dinsion.
The dreamscape was set in the Dream Dinsion using Arthas’ ntal powers.
However, Arthas created the dreamscape hastily. Hence it was neither secure nor stable.
Doomsday accidentally crossed the border of the dreamscape, directly letting his thoughts and consciousness enter the Dream Dinsion.
Barging into the Dream Dinsion without Arthas’ ntal strength was extrely dangerous.
In this dinsion, in a state of pure consciousness, Doomsday was totally unable to adjust to the sudden change. His mind was breaking down at ultra speed.
In the physical world, Doomsday forced his eyes open in the prison cell. His pupils started slackening in gaze and even his organs and brain started to deteriorate.
However, when his life was hanging by a thread, Doomsday’s stomach started to expand. It expanded like a balloon being blown at amazing speed. Soon after, his body convulsed before a small cat popped out from his butt and started owing.
The small cat he had just given birth to was unlike his current state. The small cat’s fur was intact and could even open his eyes. It was as if the small cat had received astounding growth in his stomach.
There was lingering fear in the small cat as he said, "That scared to death. I thought I was really going to die." He turned and stared at the big cat corpse that had turned cold and shook his head. "Luckily I trained this skill of self-rebirth during the ti when I was locked up, or else I would have really been dead."
The next mont, the small cat suddenly felt a strong wave of sleepiness crash upon him, possibly because of his small cat body. He tried as hard as he could to keep his eyes open, but his body could not help but sway as his lids felt the weight of the mountains upon them.
"Don’t sleep..."
"Please don’t sleep..."
Sleep..."
He opened his mouth and yawned widely before his eyes flickered shut and he fell asleep.
As he fell asleep, his small cat body started to dissipate before it vanished completely, leaving only the original big cat body in the prison cell.
...
"What? Doomsday is dead?"
Steven spoke to the other party in the video call, "Yes, when we found him, he had already turned into a corpse."
"He’s actually dead." On the other end of the video call, the silhouettes of four cats began conversing privately.
Steven tried asking again, "What ability does this supercat Doomsday have? Why did you guys lock him up?"
The cat silhouette in the middle replied, "He has a wild ambition to overturn all of society and he has the ability to actually do it."
The cat silhouette on the right wagged his tail and said, "It’s okay, Anthony. Doomsday is dead anyway. It’s okay to reveal his power."
"This guy has the ability to forcibly give birth. As long as it’s within the range of his powers, he would be able to control any living thing to forcibly give birth. He could even freely control the birth process, ti and speed, etc."
"Can you imagine how much chaos and negative impact such an ability would bring?"
Hearing this answer, Steven was evidently shocked.
"There’s actually such a power?" He cheered in his heart, "Thankfully he’s dead. Such an ability like his is too evil."
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