Chapter 343: The Blessing of the Abyss Dream Demon
“Yes—only a little bl**d and soul material can create a dream demon, so naturally its power is weak.”
“Impossible.” I denied it. They are the clones of this guy in front of me… How could I possibly extract that information from them?
How could they possibly fear d*ath?
Although they did indeed show a certain degree of indifference towards d*ath, there was an obvious disregard among companions…
Or is this something deliberately revealed by the opponent, intending for Ninglan Qiuyu to accept the so-called blessing of the Abyss?
Does that mean I was part of their calculations as well?
No… impossible, the variables are too great; she couldn’t possibly predict what I would do.
Is it merely a coincidence, or the progression of the script?
“Are you saying that all the dream demons we encountered are your clones?” I frowned and asked, but asking this seemed to have a rather obvious purpose on the opponent’s part.
“Of course, it’s not quite accurate to call them clones; they’re just low-quality half-finished dream demons created from the sacrifice of flesh and soul material. Their brains only contain commands implanted by me.”
“So that’s how it is…” So her definition of clones is different from my understanding. No wonder the resurrection spell can so mindlessly ‘revive’ such things, or rather, this action can’t even be deemed as resurrection.
At that moment, Ninglan Qiuyu had completely transformed into two forms; his massive and ugly body rose to over three meters tall, filled with dark and chaotic power, and his eyes no longer held the brilliance of when he was human.
“It’s time to act, Ninglan Qiuyu! Give me the anchoring object, I’ll place it in the center of the ceremony. The grand sacrifice ceremony should start now, time to call my sisters to play together!”
“…Yes…” A trace of struggle flashed in Ninglan Qiuyu’s gaze, but ultimately he still obediently responded.
“Want to summon? In your dreams!”
With a wave of my hand, I completely shattered the nearby sacrifice ceremony.
But just as I destroyed this ceremony, several bl**d-red beams of light shot up from the dark Underground City, illuminating the dome and replacing the glow of the Earth Vein, lighting up the entire Underground City.
“What? When did you…” I looked shocked at the distant ceremony beams; those areas had never been visited by Ninglan Qiuyu!
“Did you think that the initial batch of dream demons came down to play with you? Although you did k*ll quite a few and reduced their efficiency, we have plenty of time, and this one in front of you is just bait to lure you in.”
At this moment, I gritted my teeth, feeling the unwillingness of being plotted against. Earlier, I was still wondering if Ninglan Qiuyu could be a guy who could negotiate with the dream demons, but unexpectedly, he was just an unaware puppet led to his demise.
But I couldn’t be bothered to criticize him, because… wasn’t I also being plotted against?
“Goodbye, Little Witch~ Although your way of summoning your main body surprised me, I don’t have time to waste with you now, so… let Ninglan Qiuyu play with you; he just gained this power and has nowhere to vent it~”
After saying this, the dream demon winked at me with an expression of confidence and left.
As the dream demon departed, Ninglan Qiuyu suddenly erupted; his well-fitting clothes were completely torn apart.
Such a stark contrast was indeed shocking.
However, it didn’t mean my actions would stop; facing such a monster, the so-called blessing of the Abyss, this modification of humans reminded me of the things I saw in the Inferior Demon Academy done to the students.
“Yang… Yuelan…”
At this moment, Ninglan Qiuyu could only let out a hoarse, deep roar, reeking with the stench and decay of the Abyss.
“It’s all your fault… all because of you…!”
He growled, venting his anger and unwillingness, as if all his failures and futile struggles were caused by me; he swung his gruesome limbs toward me.
In a single motion, several spells surged from behind me toward his body. He didn’t possess the powerful defensive measures that demon had, but the spells exploded and tore at his body, only for it to heal again under the power of the Abyss, as if his body was no longer that of a normal human but a fusion of flesh and bones under the influence of the Abyss’ power.
Spells flew, bl**d splattered from him with each strike, consuming the Abyssal power within him.
“b*stard, you d*mn outsider… why do you outsiders possess such powerful strength while we have nothing!”
“I want to eat you! Chew on your flesh, seize your power and turn it into my…”
Even under the suppression of the spells, Ninglan Qiuyu kept charging at me, the blessing of the Abyss granting him immense physical prowess; he climbed over the buildings of this street area, each leap leaving behind shattered stones.
He countered my spells during the brief moments of reaction.
Moreover, it wasn’t long before he became more agile, as if he fully adapted to his newfound power.
“This terrifying adaptability…”
Even I couldn’t help but marvel at his horror. Even if I wanted to escape and find that dream demon, it had become quite difficult. He would continue to cling to me, greatly distracting me when I needed to battle with that dream demon.
And… it was still early in the night; such a huge commotion had already drawn the nearby people, some even coming out in their nightgowns, while others opened their windows to see the entire Underground City bathed in bl**d-red light, voicing their confusion.
Furthermore, upon seeing Ninglan Qiuyu’s fleeting figure, the nearby people screamed “monster.”
Unfortunately, I had no mind to care about those people’s reactions; I was thankful they weren’t causing me extra trouble, and if they brought trouble upon themselves, I wouldn’t save them.
“Ninglan Qiuyu, since you still have awareness, you should understand that our enemies are those dream demons from start to finish; can’t you grasp this?”
“I don’t care… you! Outsiders, dream demons… all of you are invading enemies!”
“Is your brain broken?”
“You… you are merely slaves yielding to foreign enemies, and we are the last orthodoxy of the Main World!”
“You…” Hearing his words reminded me of the information I had originally extracted from the first dream demon I killed. At that time, Ninglan Qiuyu had also learned that truth; we actually originated from the same Main World, only we were breached by foreign enemies…
At that time, the dream demons had already begun to sow discord between him and us outsiders…
Although I couldn’t refute this.
“But you have also accepted the blessing of the Abyss, haven’t you?”
“Isn’t all of this because of you!? I must survive! It can only be me!”
“Then let’s solve that dream demon together, and we can settle our grievances later.”
“It’s all the same… I can’t be the City Lord… the entire Ninglan New City will be buried with me!”
“To say such things means you are completely beyond salvation.”
Hearing his standard villainous remarks, I knew that words of persuasion were useless; the belief sustaining his ability to function normally collapsed at this moment. I had no interest in expending energy to establish a new belief for him.
All I could say was that the inheritance of Ninglan New City had met such a madman in this generation; it was truly doomed.
Immediately, I no longer intended to be entangled with him and prepared to find a way to deliver a decisive blow.
The strength he exhibited was merely reliant on the blessing of the Abyss; although it was called a blessing, it simply injected a stream of unknown energy into his body. If I were to eliminate him, the only way would be to exhaust that power.
This exhaustion could either be expended by him or through my saturated attacks; otherwise, there would be no other way.
Watching him fight me endlessly, I really had nothing good to counter him without using the Excessive Consumption Spellbook.
In this state, I involuntarily used a spell I had learned to adapt. I questioned whether my current skills could derive something—even if only to extend a method targeting the current situation.
Once again, as he closed in, I had to teleport to create distance, and at that moment, an idea flashed in my mind.
Perhaps I could use this…
The original rune ceremony generated from the research on nightmares; I hadn’t yet given this method a formal name.
Initially, I had used this elemental rune ceremony as a guide to create the nightmare killer, allowing real-world people holding weapons to limit nightmares within dreams.
Then, I aimed to use the reverse application tested on that dream demon to interfere with reality, pulling the consciousness of real individuals into the dream, effectively achieving the same means as nightmares.
If I could pull Ninglan Qiuyu’s consciousness into the dream using the Dream Rewriting Spell, I could manipulate anyone.
As for Ninglan Qiuyu, the reality of his body could be completely destroyed, after all, at that point, he would just be a stationary living target.
Had I inadvertently stumbled upon an incredibly overpowered method?
But unfortunately, once back at the academy, these methods seemed to be useless.
Facing the incoming Ninglan Qiuyu again, at that moment, I retracted the floating spell, no longer wasting magic power. Then, runes appeared around me—the original rune ceremony—and now, I formally bestowed this spell with a name: Nightmare Spell.
After all, it was derived from nightmares, and its abilities were similar to that of nightmares.
In face of such a massive figure, even with my confidence in the Nightmare Spell, I still instinctively raised a Protection Spell.
Sure enough, when facing combat, I still couldn’t manage to remain calm…
As I contemplated this, Ninglan Qiuyu charged at me with his furious fists, and in the next moment, the Nightmare Spell activated.
Ninglan Qiuyu felt darkness enveloping him, as if his consciousness had detached from his body and was drifting in another dimension.
Looking at the Ninglan Qiuyu in the dream still resembling his original form, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss; even though his body had transformed into this state, his consciousness remained unchanged, indicating he hadn’t yet accepted his form.
It was just like how my appearance before wasn’t the same as when I was originally a boy.
Then, I dodged aside as that massive body crashed to the ground, smashing through a wall behind me, and causing the building to collapse, burying it alive.
For a moment, I wasn’t sure whether to lament Ninglan Qiuyu or the owner of that house.
What a stroke of bad luck.
However, I hadn’t forgotten what I was doing; floating spells activated, unleashing a barrage of attacks that rapidly consumed the power of the Abyss.
“No… no! Stop it! Yang Yuelan! What have you done?!” At this moment, in the dream, Ninglan Qiuyu shouted in despair as he rushed toward me.
But I only waved my hand, and several stone spikes shot up from the ground at tricky angles to trap him.
Within the dream, he had no possibility of resistance, being firmly suppressed by me.
“No! Please! I know I was wrong! Stop! Please stop…”
“You really look pathetic begging.” I stepped closer to him, speaking with a cold and indifferent expression and tone.
Just as I was preparing to stop wasting time on him, I noticed that this Ninglan Qiuyu bore the Thread of Fortune!
This discovery made my pupils constrict suddenly—how could that be possible?
I instinctively scanned him, but didn’t find any so-called Fortune Seed; neither his consciousness nor his body had one.
At this point, I let out a subconscious sigh of relief; so he wasn’t the Child of Fortune.
However, he did have the Thread of Fortune.
When I used Spirit Vision to seriously examine the Thread of Fortune that was no longer hidden, the information reflected by the power of fortune made my pupils constrict!
The total amount of the source of this fortune was even… much greater than what I obtained in the dream exchange competition as first place!
So… this struggle for fortune is not just about killing nightmares; Ninglan New City itself is equally significant.
And precisely because Ninglan New City possesses this batch of fortune from the Main World, it seemed unsurprising that this script node was set here.
At this moment, Ninglan Qiuyu’s original body had shrunk from its once colossal size close to that of an average person due to the saturation of the floating spell.
Initially, I was thinking of killing Ninglan Qiuyu like this; after all, I wouldn’t hold back. But now if I killed him, I could inadvertently taint myself with fortune.
However, thinking of it, the earlier killings of those dream demons seemed somewhat reckless; after all, if they had killed nightmares, the fortune would continuously shift.
But clearly, I hadn’t yet been tainted by fortune.
Perhaps it was also because the dream demons I encountered earlier were all clones.
“I can’t delay any longer; I don’t know if others in the Underground City have taken action. Really, why does it feel like I’m always the one putting in the effort? Am I playing multiplayer?”
At this moment, I also started to vent my frustration. As the plot has developed to this point, I feel like this d*mn script would fall apart sooner or later without me, and I suddenly understood why the teachers at the academy were so protective of scripts—it must be because they are incredibly fragile!
Just as I felt it was about time and prepared to toss Ninglan Qiuyu aside to help elsewhere, the last shred of Abyssal power within Ninglan Qiuyu sustained his final breath.
But the next moment, an anomaly occurred.
The other remnants of Ninglan Qiuyu, akin to a candle in the wind, suddenly erupted with a strong force of fortune, transforming into countless chains that shot out from his chest towards me.
“The protective fortune of Ninglan New City… if you entangle with me, do you believe I could easily destroy Ninglan New City?”
I didn’t care whether he had some awareness; I still spoke, but those chains didn’t slow down and continued to surge towards me.
In that instant, I steeled my heart.
I would never let my expectations exceed my predictions. I had many things to do: exterminating dream demons, breaking the Earth Vein Shackles, escaping the script, enlightening Fool Dream with wisdom… anything that obstructed me would be destroyed.
“Promises made will be kept.”
As I resolutely uttered those four words, the power of fortune suddenly halted before me.
Seeing such a scene, I realized I had gambled correctly; even if fortune had no consciousness, the “instinct” protecting Ninglan New City made it aware of what should and shouldn’t be done.
Because just a moment ago, I genuinely contemplated thoroughly destroying Ninglan New City, just as I had said—promises made will be kept.
