Chapter 356: The Method to Cut the Earth Vein Shackles
In the extraordinary world of Abyss Demons.
A figure traverses this desolate land, making all things retreat wherever she goes. Clad in her iconic witch robes, she holds a long magic wand in her right hand, whose tip thrums with surging magic, rippling as if the sole brilliance within the Abyss, illuminating the bl**d-red sky of this territory.
Even the demons at the very bottom of the Abyss dissolve into powder before she is seen.
She walks calmly towards the palace where the lord of this territory resides.
“Weakened Witch, this is not a place for you to be!”
At this moment, a voice suddenly echoes, spoken in the language of witches. If it weren’t for the quiver in the tone, listeners might mistake it for someone of great power.
The one referred to as the Weakened Witch is none other than Headmaster Mei Linde, who had left earlier. At this moment, she does not halt her steps; with each crisp footfall, it seems to count down the seconds to the d*ath of the Abyss Lord.
d*ath is not frightening to Abyss demons, but waiting for demise like this is a great humiliation!
He is the sovereign of this Abyss territory!
Countless demons in this realm are under his command, and now they mock him for his weakness, turning his life’s end into a farce.
“Weakened Witch! What do you think this place is? This is the world of Abyss demons! Not a place for witches like you! Get out! This is my domain!” The demon shouts each sentence to cover his inner fear.
“That Black Stone Giant is your doing, right? Those who dare to touch my people, they really don’t know how to write the word d*ath.”
Mei Linde gazes at the demon lord, who has stepped forward under pressure, her expression showing indifference.
At this moment, the demon lord wants to say something, but he discovers he has lost the ability to even speak. Attempting to flee, he finds he cannot even turn around.
He lowers his head, only to find his legs cannot support him, and he kneels on the ground. He raises his gaze to the witch who truly terrifies him, and she has already approached him.
Mei Linde raises her hand, and the demon’s chest suddenly collapses. A throbbing demon heart, exuding boundless power of Abyss demons, is forcibly extracted from his body.
“I won’t play with you anymore; Xiao Han must be waiting anxiously for me.”
These are the last words the demon hears before he crashes to the ground.
With his heart violently ripped away, he understands his identity as a demon lord has come to an end, even though he is not dead yet.
This is a demon; even without a heart, he will not d*e, but he knows he is finished. He has lost his most important source of power, and in this territory, he will be devoured by the other demons!
Chaos and disorder, cruelty and brutality… this is the Abyss, a place devoid of any rules. Only power is the sole law here; absolute strength begets absolute domination. This is the nature of the Abyss demon lord.
Henceforth, countless Abyss demon lords dare not speak out against her; this is the Weakened Witch, whose reputation was established over a thousand years ago when she laid waste to countless enemies with her weakening spells.
When she gained fame and was bestowed the moniker Weakened Witch, she had already mastered 1,779 spell derivatives of her great weakening spells. Everyone knows her Great Spellbook sunk into the consciousness of the Main World during that battle, but the number of spell derivatives based on weakening spells was revealed to exceed ten thousand during an invasion of the Main World several hundred years ago!
Even after losing the Great Spellbook, she can still destroy all arrogant enemies.
And now, only Mei Linde herself understands that her derivatives of weakening spells have already reached 15,997, and she is preparing to develop three more to address her obsessive-compulsive condition before putting it aside temporarily.
Since she has found her extraordinary knowledge on great weakening spells, she knows it’s time to adjust her focus.
With a wave of her hand, a light screen projects an image, revealing the scene of the Underground City of Ninglan New City.
“Really… a madman, don’t let yourself be played to d*ath…” Mei Linde sighs, dispersing the image, and the entire witch thus disappears into the extraordinary world of Abyss demons.
……
At this moment, the Abyss Black Stone Giant, blinded and in agony, begins indiscriminate destruction in the Underground City.
The Acid Corrosion Curse erodes it every time its eye regains sight, and each time it overcomes the curse only to trigger explosion traps causes intense agony that it cannot endure.
But what makes it feel more despairing is that just now, it found its connection to the Abyss severed!
It can no longer sense the Abyss Demon Lord’s link, which means it cannot return…
At this point, it finally goes truly mad. No one can stop it; they can only watch as this monster wreaks havoc in the Underground City.
“Can’t even Yang Yuelan completely eliminate this monster?”
“What to do? Must we just wait here to d*e? Clearly… clearly those dream demons have all been killed; if we can just clear out all the nightmares… we can return…”
“Don’t be afraid… that monster can’t hurt us; it is definitely targeting Yang Yuelan.”
“Are we just going to sit back and watch?”
“If you can help, then do so; they don’t owe you anything.”
“I think we’re of no help at all; why is the gap between people so vast?”
“She is the Child of Fortune, can’t you see?”
“But… perhaps we are too.”
“How is that possible? If I were also a Child of Fortune, I could be as powerful as that witch.”
On one side, those who cannot assist gather to chat, and after their initial fear, they find themselves facing no threat to their lives. Many regain their courage; the boundary of dream and reality now serves as their greatest shield.
The only ones truly distressed seem to be the native residents of the Underground City.
Facing disaster, they are helpless; when confronted with what they thought was their savior, they still find it unreliable. Despair spreads.
And at this moment, Ninglan Qiuyue steps forward, fully aware that if this atmosphere continues to spread, the entire Underground City will fall into self-destruction before even waiting for everything to end.
But Ninglan Qiuyue’s power is limited. However, let’s not forget her identity at the Extraordinary Research Base and her connection to the captain of the Ground Patrol Team, which serves as a bond.
Ninglan Qiuyue also learned from the Ground Patrol Team about her brother Ninglan Qiuyu colluding with dream demons…
As the brother weighing down on her has walked down the path to self-destruction, the thought she would have never dared entertain rises again… the first female City Lord of Ninglan New City.
Ninglan Qiuyue quickly shakes off the thought, knowing very well that now is not the time for such fantasies, for if Ninglan New City were lost, any ambition she had would become a mere joke.
Now she understands what she must do, to address everything that is within her capability, ensuring the safety of the Underground City’s civilians, fostering hope, organizing all forces to stabilize the foundation of the Underground City, and establishing the mass base to raise a strong banner of hope…
……
“Is it really that simple…”
I release my grip, and the dream demon is thus thrown to the ground. While I haven’t derived any dream demon spells from this, time is running out.
What I need to understand is how to exist in the dream in a way that connects with the soul. As long as I can simulate the way nightmares exist within dreams, that’s sufficient. In a sense, this seems to be a kind of “transformation spell,” with the only transformation being that of a dream demon within the dream.
Although choosing to have this monster cut my earth vein shackles is not the only option, one thing is certain: this monster’s attacks will surpass mine. At least in terms of cutting the earth vein shackles, if it can’t manage that, I will indeed have to wait for the Headmaster to intervene.
I don’t know whether the Headmaster is watching at this moment, but at least up to now, I can prove that I have tried; the rest really does depend on fate.
Without hesitation, I face the monster again. When my attacks strike it, the other side is instantly enraged once more, recognizing me, and all its current state of misery is the witch’s doing!
After having blinded it, it lost sight of me and now I’m hopping around in front of it; how could it not be furious?
In that instant, a flurry of attacks comes crashing towards me, but this level… is still not enough.
I must force it to unleash its most powerful attack.
“Is that all you can do? Have you not eaten?”
While dodging its attacks, I mock. Although it hasn’t spoken a word until now, it’s very likely it cannot understand our language.
However, upon hearing my words, it seems to understand, becoming even more frenzied. Abyssal energy explodes from its body, black scales bursting apart, clouds of steam erupting as a wave of heat surges outward.
Then, the energy within the monster begins to converge.
“Is that all it takes?”
Seeing it gathering energy for a big move takes me by surprise; I didn’t expect it to happen so easily.
But the opportunity is fleeting, and I quickly react, holding the white crystal extraordinary item in my hand again.
As I push the extraordinary item to its limit, my body shrivels again. This time, I hold nothing back; I must be harsh on myself!
At this moment.
From a distance, everyone sees me entangled with the demon again, and their gaze returns to me.
But it hasn’t been long since we started fighting when the demon gets angry and prepares to unleash its ultimate move.
In this critical moment, the Yang Yuelan they had high hopes for ends up… getting herself killed again…
Although they have already witnessed such acts multiple times, and even know she possesses resurrection spells, they still don’t understand why.
Until an invisible blade forms on the battlefield, its chilling light sending shivers down the spine of every onlooker, especially those with Fortune Seeds.
Because this is the kn*fe that an extraordinary item generates to completely sever the connection between a person and their fortune.
And this invisible blade is forged from all the flesh and bl**d I have sacrificed. In the final moment of my physical awareness, I execute my final thought… strike towards me.
Swoosh!
This silent slash resonates in everyone’s heart as if something has truly been severed when the kn*fe swings down.
And indeed, it is so.
In the next moment, all the fortunes tied to me shatter, golden threads of fortune soaring into the sky.
And I contentedly close my eyes.
Just when everyone thinks this is the end, an illusory figure emerges from my shell.
This time, it’s not like before where awareness enters the dream, the vessel of awareness wilting in reality; in this moment, my soul is carried by the dream, and along with the transformation mastered on the dream demon, my soul exists in the form of a dream demon.
After a moment of void, when I “open my eyes” again, I receive messages from the outside world. Although this form makes me quite uncomfortable, … I have succeeded.
Upon recognizing my success, the first thing I do is look back at my reality shell that has already wilted; the earth vein shackles extend from my body into my soul.
This is exactly the earth vein shackles I seek to sever completely!
Even within the dream, the power of the earth vein still exists, which I learned during the dream exchange competition since those simulated scenes are generated by the power of the earth vein.
In the dream, I can easily use the Dream Rewriting Spell to cut through it; I have no doubt about this, for I still cannot gauge just how terrifying the attacks from the Dream Rewriting Spell can be.
After all, this spell rewrites dreams!
How wonderful would it have been if that monster could have been killed while in the dream? If it could be, even if it was dragged into the dream by the Nightmare spell for just a second, I would have the means to k*ll it.
But at its essence, it is a being that exists in reality; dying in the dream still leads to revival, just like those students. At most, it’s only a mental injury.
And at this moment, regarding the real earth vein shackles, I can only utilize the monster’s full-force attack.
A combined strike between dream and reality, targeting the last earth vein shackles between me and my body.
After severing it.
From then on, I will be completely freed from the world’s shackles, free from the constraints of the script!
Such thoughts crazily stimulate my mind, driving me to use the Dream Rewriting Spell with unrestrained abandon at this moment.
And this is also my first time exhibiting such an attacking stance before everyone!
The ground within the dream shatters, buildings float, and onlookers become like birds and beasts, scattering under this transformation.
The creations within the dream are morphed into giant cones floating behind me, and with a wave, the pressure from the massive objects stimulates everyone’s nerves, challenging their very perception.
It feels as if facing a catastrophe summoned by a deity, helplessness and panic seep into their hearts, rooted in genuine fear.
Yet in my eyes, I see only that earth vein shackles.
I have only one chance, allowing for no mistakes, so the best choice is to join forces with the monster to sever the shackles of dream and reality together.
As long as I time it properly, silently accumulating my strength.
In the next moment, the Abyss demon’s power the monster has gathered reaches its peak, slowly opening its mouth as terrifying energy erupts from it.
Facing this strike, I too launch my full offensive.
Countless creations in the dream forcefully collide with the earth vein shackles, and the Black Stone Giant’s strike mirrors this. The attacks from both sides converge at this moment, violently clashing as if breaking through the boundaries of reality and dreams.
But its target for the attack is always the earth vein shackles.
A fierce explosion ripples outward, even instinctively causing me to shield my eyes.
The massive dust cloud is shaken apart by the surge of extraordinary energy; I seem to feel the earth vein shackles tremble and crack.
But the next moment, the smile on my face halts abruptly.
The earth vein shackles appear intact at this moment, facing these two overwhelmingly powerful attacks from dream and reality… a seed lies stretched across the boundary.
“Fortune Seed?!”
I look incredulously at that seed, then glance at the extraordinary item that has already fallen to the ground in reality. The Fortune Seed remains nicely wrapped in white crystal.
This is… a brand new Fortune Seed!
At this moment, the fortune I had severed seems to have found its home, suddenly drilling into the Fortune Seed.
Then, a thread of fortune emerges from the Fortune Seed, carrying a will that echoes in my mind.
[Accepting… you will be my only child]
