i Weiya’s actions clearly involved the innocent, indiscriminately slaughtering n and won, young and old, as long as they were sound asleep.
The entire City of Death was filled with wailing.
Compared to the dream demon’s thods, she seed even more like a Demon!
Dreamscape.
Watching the "drears" in the Immortal Realm dwindling in numbers, the dream demon’s face also showed panic.
Its existence was entirely dependent on the dreams of others. During the day, it hid in people’s consciousness, remaining inconspicuous; at night, it manipulated dreams to expand its following. In just half a month, it had gained thousands of followers in the City of Death.
If the followers in the Immortal Realm were exterminated in the real world, it would lose its place to hide.
The key was...
By this ti, it had already been targeted by Carl. Even if it left the Immortal Realm, the other party would still know whose body it was hiding in, and it would still be unable to escape.
This is a fight to the death!
The dream demon glared at Carl with fury as its shadow-like body rapidly expanded, and a halo erged around it.
This was a Talent Ability similar to Fear Aura, just with a na that seed rather humorous.
Stupid Aura!
The na was funny, but the dream demon’s ability was no laughing matter.
Once struck by this Spell, one’s intelligence would gradually decline, and thought processes would slow, as if one had beco ntally deficient.
Moreover, this Talent Ability not only ignored physical defenses but was also effective against most spiritual defenses.
Its only flaw was that it required a massive amount of spiritual power to cast; even for the dream demon, it needed to accumulate power for a long ti before it could release it.
"Ugh!"
Carl grunted, his gaze becoming sowhat vacant, and the movent of his tentacles also beca stiff.
What am I doing here?
What was my na again?
...
Carl... dream demon... I ca here to kill the dream demon, but how? What thod should I use?
What had been quick thoughts were now slow and stiff, and his actions had slowed by several beats.
But the dream demon would not let this opportunity pass.
"Die!"
Shock God Stab!
Shock God Stab!
...
A series of Shock God Stabs landed on his body, riddling Carl with holes, and his tentacles fell to the ground one after another.
The corner of the dream demon’s eye twitched as it cursed inwardly, How is this guy’s spiritual form so tough? Could it be that he’s a dreamscape creature like ?
Its guess was not entirely wrong.
The body of the Abyss Giant Squid was a combination of reality and illusion, not a pure consciousness entity.
If it were rely consciousness, it would have been obliterated long ago.
And Carl also had the defense of a physical body and, due to the Holy Demon Transformation and the Second Circle Magic, Water of Life, his Recovery Power was astonishing.
The intense pain brought Carl’s consciousness back to so degree. He instinctively invoked Fear Aura to resist, while his tentacles lashed out, coiling towards the dream demon.
He tugged backward. In the next instant, they were in the Divine Domain Fragnt.
The dream demon felt its vision blur, and the world changed. Its figure staggered, and it imdiately saw several figures pouncing toward it.
"A maze?"
"A maze constructed of spiritual power, and moreover, there are so many consciousness entities hidden within it?"
It was shocked. "Just who are you?"
So much unnecessary talk, Carl thought. Back in the Divine Domain Fragnt and bolstered by absolute rationality, Carl had shaken off the Stupid Aura, but the sensation from a mont ago still frightened him sowhat. Shaking his head, the Wizard Tower whirred into action quickly.
Here, there was no suppression of strength from an Otherworld. With the help of the Wizard Tower, he obliterated the dream demon in no ti.
Source Material 6.
Indeed, a Middle Position Vassal, Carl thought.
The strength of an Evil God’s followers doesn’t necessarily match their rank. When encountering special Evil God’s followers, it’s not impossible to defeat enemies of a higher order. Take this dream demon, for instance. Its strength was far inferior to i Weiya’s, yet it was capable of cornering her. If I hadn’t appeared, i Weiya might have had to abandon the City of Death and flee.
To celebrate the slaying of the dream demon and their alliance, i Weiya had a lavish feast prepared.
"Thank you!"
Lifting her glass, i Weiya’s face bore a smile. "If not for your intervention, I fear my title as City Lord of the City of Death would need to be anded."
"Your Highness is too kind." Carl raised his glass and drained it, then spoke slowly, "I have a question to ask."
"Oh!" i Weiya said, "Let’s hear it."
"When the dream demon was dying, it threatened that other Evil God’s followers would seek revenge on and claid it had left a certain mark on ," Carl said with a serious expression. "Your Highness, how should one deal with such a thing?"
"A mark?" i Weiya frowned, her eyes flickering with a faint glow as she looked at Carl.
Then, as if in thought, "There is indeed a hidden mark on you."
?
Carl’s expression was odd.
The dream demon had no ti to speak as it died, much less leave any mark on him, especially since the Divine Domain Fragnt naturally repels the presence of other Divine.
His question was rely a ruse.
Fortunately, the mark of the Green family served as ’evidence’, and i Weiya did not notice any flaw, but instead felt sowhat guilty.
"I have implicated you."
After so thought, i Weiya spoke softly, "I’m not very familiar with the thods of the Evil God. However, there is one way that might work, though it will limit one’s Cultivation."
"If you wish to learn, I can teach you."
"Oh!" Carl’s eyes brightened. "Then I am indebted to Your Highness."
Success! Carl thought.
The Moon Goddess’s Barrier can devour the Cultivation of anyone above the First Order within it. Since the Barrier has lasted for hundreds of years without weakening i Weiya’s Cultivation, she must have a way to deceive the Moon Goddess.
If it could fool the senses of the Moon Goddess, then theoretically, resolving the Green family’s mark would be even easier.
Carl had agreed to form an alliance, partly with this goal in mind.
"The Magic Door I speak of cos from the Heavenly Palace Treasury within the Divine Domain. It fell into our world when the Divine Domain shattered. Duke Ferdinand happened to witness so of the Magic Doors from the treasury and passed them on to us," i Weiya said.
"This Magic Door will not only deal with the mark on your body but will also suppress your Cultivation to a certain realm."
"Hmm..."
"This suppression is absolute. Once used, recovering your Cultivation quickly will be difficult, so you must consider it carefully."
"Understood," Carl nodded.
PATTER... PATTER...
At so unknown point, a fine rain had begun to fall outside. It gradually grew heavier, striking leaves and tiles with a crisp sound.
Carl, who had been perusing books with his head bowed, looked up and gazed outside, peering through the dense curtain of rain toward the horizon.
This rain...
I’m afraid it won’t stop anyti soon.
Shaking his head, he continued to imrse himself in knowledge.
The Magic Door i Weiya taught was unlike any of the various Magic Doors he had previously learned; it was said to co from an Otherworld.
Great Sealing Technique!
It was actually a Divine Skill, theoretically capable of sealing even Divine, yet it was being used to contend with the Moon Goddess’s Barrier.
By relying on my own power to suppress the aura within the sealed body, if I were to use it, my Cultivation would probably drop to the First Order Early Stage, he mused.
First Order Early Stage?
Carl shook his head slightly.
That level of strength would be suicide in the face of danger, especially since it would take ti to undo the Sealing.
i Weiya had used the City of Death to deploy the Great Sealing Technique, hiding within the city for hundreds of years. He certainly couldn’t adopt such an approach.
First Order...
As if a thought struck him, Carl pondered, It might be worth a try.
Several days later.
The rain still hadn’t stopped.
Carl, with his hands behind his back, approached the city’s tallest structure. i Weiya, who was over five ters tall, was already waiting there.
Gazing at the rain curtain, i Weiya’s voice was heavy. "It has been six days. For six days, the rain has been unceasing, and it’s only getting heavier. The City of Death’s drainage system has already failed. In a few more days, the entire city will be subrged. This is highly abnormal."
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