Chapter 380: Chapter 145: Desolate Realm - Part 3
"Die, die, you despicable Red Dragon. Your soul will beco my treasured toy, your body my puppet. I will keep you alive to witness it all, hahaha,"
The Nightmare-ford Tiamat eagerly extended her mountain-sized massive claw, pressing it down onto Karon’s body with a slap.
"Is this my deepest fear?" Karon frowned, sowhat unable to comprehend, but in the next mont, his mouth opened, revealing fangs, and wild laughter erupted from his throat.
The body of the Five-Colored Dragon Queen Tiamat, condensed from the Nightmare’s spiritual essence, silently disintegrated at the mont of its final formation. This was not due to the influence of any external power but Karon’s internal fear, unrelated to Tiamat.
Or rather, Karon had never truly feared this Dragon God; he only held awe for stronger power.
Yet, the Nightmare’s consciousness snapped out of its montary triumph, its spiritual essence scattered, restoring its twisted shapeless form.
"What are you, what on earth are you, don’t co near, you monster, you monster cloaked in red scales,"
The constantly shifting twisting body suddenly vanished into the mist the next mont, even the cocoon nurturing the Nightmare’s true form disappeared without a trace. This Nightmare had actively fled.
"Hehe, my fear is my weakness," Karon, as a high-ranking being within the ntal Domain, long understood his true self.
"But the weak
was already killed by myself on that day, personally killed by
on the day I glimpsed my fate,"
Karon murmured softly, then suddenly lifted his head, gazing at the increasingly thick and deep mist gathering around, shrouding the familiar King’s Castle beyond recognition.
Thud, thud, thud,
Heavy footsteps echoed within the dark, dim castle, the steps of the gigantic Red Dragon.
"Where could you be hiding, let
guess," Karon stepped into the spiritual mist, strange overlapping Dragon Language sounds erging from his throat.
"Oh, hide, hide quickly, don’t let
find you so soon, it won’t be good if I do," Karon whispered like a demon traversing the spiritual mist, uttering devilish intimidating murmurs.
He fully expanded his perception, trying to detect the emotional waves emitted by the Nightmare’s true form. In the Spiritual Domain, even the slightest emotional fluctuation could easily be detected by him.
His deliberately amplified footsteps were also a form of intimidation, resonating with Karon’s overlapping murmurs throughout the quiet spiritual realm.
"Not here, and not here," Karon prowled the mist, stepping into every corner, his intimidating Dragon Language accompanying his steps, making this Red Dragon appear particularly sinister.
"You’re really good at playing hide and seek, oh, great King of Nightmares, should be called the King of Hide and Seek! Hide well, I’m about to find you!"
Karon laughed out loud, the Dragon Language echoing and weaving, and at this mont, a slight wavering finally erged within the silent space, carrying intense fury and helplessness.
"Oh, so you’re here, caught you, you worm parasitizing on others’ spirituality," Karon’s head suddenly twisted, the Eyes of Spirit shining with intense light, trying to penetrate the barrier of spiritual mist.
His gaze pierced through nurous obstructions, aligning with the Eye of Nightmare deep in the mist, the gaze of the two monsters colliding, forming an instant spiritual connection.
"You really are forcing , Red Dragon. I will use all my power to exile you!" The Nightmare in the cocoon opened its resplendent fantasy eyes, and at that mont, an overwhelmingly spiritual power gathered, transforming into a repulsive force enveloping Karon’s body.
The next mont, Karon’s body was swallowed by the portal ford in the spiritual space, and the Nightmare wrapped within the cocoon of flesh and spirituality also saw its aura weaken.
The Nightmare exhaled softly, then closed its still illusory eyes, entering slumber.
Karon once again felt the sensation of passing through a Plane Teleportation Gate for the first ti. He traversed as if through ti and space, watching the nearly tangible tispace in the Spiritual World continuously shifting.
He couldn’t determine where he was, how vast the surrounding space was, or how much ti had passed. His conscious spiritual body could only passively sense everything.
This was the desolate tunnel in the Spiritual World, devoid of the concept of ti or space. It appeared tunnel-like, yet infinitely far, infinitely vast, infinitely wide, infinitely deep.
Unaware of the origin, unaware of the return, even Karon’s own body eluded detection.
"It seems this Nightmare wasn’t boasting; it truly qualifies as the King of Nightmares," Karon glanced at his Dragon Claw, showing a faint smile.
The desolate spiritual tunnel unconsciously absorbed all spiritual entities, including Karon’s spiritual body. Even Karon could not resist such naturally ford rules.
However, Karon’s will unified with his sturdy spiritual body, greatly slowing this consumption. His spirituality autonomously transford into supre authority representing his will, the power of ntal unification.
In this situation, he even began actively resisting the imasurable vastness of the spiritual desolate tunnel, seeking a trace that would allow him to find a way out.
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