"What is it?" Hearing Irene's words as if she was telling her last words, Mark naturally realized the seriousness of the problem.

But since Irene also told him that he woke up, it means that now is not the time to despair.

"It's a Holy Light Nightmare, and also a Light-Eating Nightmare! It's the real murderer who killed your father!" Irene is not the type to like playing guessing games. She knows it's best to let Mark understand everything clearly at this time. When she is no longer by his side, he may not have the chance to understand these things again!

As Irene spoke, the Holy Light Nightmare's figure had already completely solidified into shape.

It was not as violent as it was in the black flame state. Instead, it circled around the colorful glass battlefield space with great interest, and then hovered more than ten meters away from the two people, looking at them with its head tilted.

"Hide behind me!" Irene struggled to stand up straight and said, "It's a nightmare born in the holy light. I can't kill it, I can only do my best to seal it!"

"Okay!" Mark's voice trembled slightly, and he only felt his heart pounding violently.

When this holy light nightmare was fully formed, an uncontrollable fanaticism seemed to arise in his heart.

Even the cross necklace on his chest, which had not yet been identified and activated, became hot, burning him so much that he had difficulty breathing.

"Star tracks intertwine, myriad stars are sealed... *&(@##￥%***#@)~(^&^)&*..."

It was another long and complicated spell that Mark couldn't understand at all. As Irene chanted, the colorful glass background around the battlefield space turned into flowing starlight and quickly gathered towards the crescent head of the staff in Irene's hand.

The originally peaceful space began to tremble continuously.

The Holy Light Nightmare seemed to have noticed that Irene was preparing to use her ultimate move. It roared, and the two pairs of light wings behind it suddenly stretched upright. Then, a small part of the starlight that had originally gathered towards the staff actually turned around and gathered towards its wings!

"?!" Irene's relatively calm expression finally revealed surprise, and the staff in her hand began to tremble.

But at this point the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

Despite exhausting her strength, Irene increased her magic output and fought hard for the starlight in the battlefield space. When the surrounding scene completely changed into the appearance of Stewart Church, she finally finished the lengthy incantation: "Star Track Sealing Technique, Seal!"

She held the staff in both hands and swung it heavily in the direction of the Holy Light Nightmare. A star-shaped beam of light as thick as a bucket sprayed out, covering the Holy Light Nightmare like a fishing net.

But just as the sealing net woven by starlight was about to cover the Holy Light Nightmare, its pair of wings that had absorbed the starlight suddenly burst out with dazzling light.

Countless stars floated up from the surface of the light wings and condensed into a thin layer of colorful light armor on its surface, which resonated with Irene's sealing technique. The light thorns derived from the surface of the light armor shredded the sealing net into pieces without any hindrance.

"How is it possible..." Irene's pupils reflected the stardust flying all over the sky, and the crescent moon emblem on the top of the staff cracked into a fine line.

“Mmmmm——”

The Holy Light Nightmare let out a shrill laugh like a crying baby, and the pitch-black tail hook extending from its tail vertebrae suddenly shot out, hitting the star belt connected to the sealing net directly, spewing out a pool of black flames, and then the starlight made a "sizzling" sound like burning oil.

Mark saw that the corroded starlight condensed into black crystals, which quickly multiplied into thorns and stabbed Irene's wrist in the opposite direction along the star belt at an extremely fast speed.

Before Irene could even mount a defense, she felt a bloody taste in her throat, and her hands felt like they were being poured into boiling lava. This nightmare was actually eroding her star magic and sealing her through her magic.

"Let go!" At this time, Mark ignored Irene's warning, grabbed Irene's robe sleeve and pulled it back.

The star embroidery on the cuffs of Sister Irene's robe turned to ashes the moment it touched the black crystal, revealing the spider-web-like black lines spreading on her forearms.

Irene's staff fell to the ground, and the gems inlaid on the top of the staff exploded one after another.

“Mmmmm——”

The Holy Light Nightmare, which had the upper hand, spread its four wings and floated in the air. The dazzling holy light gathered into a crown above its head, as if declaring that it was the king of the dream.

The moment its pair of dazzling vertical pupils locked onto him, Mark felt as if he was being stared at by a crazy and fanatical being.

It wants to tear itself apart! Its target is itself!

It was not until the moment he met the gaze of the Holy Light Nightmare that Mark suddenly realized that Sister Irene had never been the target of this monster.

But at the critical moment when being targeted by this powerful monster, Mark did not feel afraid. He only felt his blood boiling and his heart beating.

He seemed to be expecting something at this moment!

"What do you have on you!?" Irene, who had lost her staff, was dancing with her hands to condense new magic, but she suddenly found that the magic mark that the Holy Light Nightmare had locked on her had shifted its target!

This is not in line with the nature of intelligent monsters. They will not pay attention to weak targets unless the target has something they extremely desire!

"What?" Mark, who was a little dizzy with the excitement, didn't understand what Irene meant.

Irene pulled Mark over, quickly fumbled through his clothes, and then took out a palm-sized crystal bottle.

It was Mark who consumed half of the holy water from St. John's Church!

At this time, the holy water that should have been clear and transparent turned into a mixture of black and white. When Irene took it out, she could faintly see a light black and white mist overflowing from the bottle and converging towards the Holy Light Nightmare in the air!

"You bastard!" Even though Mark's mind was not very clear at the moment, when he saw the half bottle of holy water, he understood the reason for the original owner's death, as well as why Miller suddenly visited and made an appointment to see the outcome tomorrow.

This is clearly the bait to attract the Holy Light Nightmare!

The Holy Light Nightmare relies on dreams to eat. The original owner probably died of fright in his dream because of this nightmare before the bottle of holy water was used up!

The original owner was even able to walk to the tree hole while sleepwalking!

"Slurp—"

When Irene took out the bottle of holy water, the Holy Light Nightmare immediately circled in the air excitedly and swooped down straight towards the holy water.

"In the name of the stars..." Irene's bloody fingers drew a crescent arc in the air, and a half-moon slash condensed from starlight passed through the air and slashed towards the Holy Light Nightmare!

Nightmare continued to fly towards him at unslowed speed, and suddenly a pale beam of light shot out from the tip of its tail.

While this ray of light shattered the Half Moon Slash, it also penetrated the magic shield that Irene had barely condensed in front of her without any hindrance, and then shot through Irene's chest.

"Well……"

Holy light passed through his body. This was the attack spell commonly used by the priests of the Holy Light Church that Mark was most familiar with - Holy Light Judgment!

But its power seems to be much stronger than the spell released by old Stewart!

Having lost the protection of magic, Irene fell to her knees like a puppet with its strings cut. She looked up at Mark with all the stars in her eyes gone out, and her lip language clearly said: "Run away."