Chapter 199: The Realm of Dreams

“Okay, let’s get started.”

After getting Evan's affirmative reply, Avis took out a crystal bowl, which was half filled with magically treated cyan coarse salt.

A cold blue flame emerged from his palm, and the green salt grains in the bowl slowly melted in this sourceless fire and turned into a flowing viscous liquid.

Then, holding the small dream key, Avis dropped it into the bowl.

Although the liquid was viscous, the key sank to the bottom of the bowl as if against the rules. In the still burning blue flame, a faint purple dreamy light was emitted, making the whole bowl of green salt glow slightly.

With his hands suspended in the air, loosely holding the crystal bowl in the center, Anvis began to chant the corresponding ritual spell in a slow and beautiful tone.

Along with the mysterious dream prayer, the key began to emit a brighter light, so bright that it even stained the green salt in the bowl with a faint purple hue.

After a while, when the chanting ended, Avis took out the key again.

Although the source of the light was lost, the gorgeous purple light with a hazy meaning still lingered in the liquid, reluctant to leave for a long time.

Without any warning, he suddenly poured the liquid in the bowl into the air.

The molten salt immediately flowed out, but did not fall to the ground. Instead, it was suspended in the air under the wrapping of invisible magic power.

And in the blazing ice flames, it gradually condensed into three small salt crystal keys emitting a light purple glow.

After the refining was completed, Avis gave two of them to Ivni and Jom respectively, and took one of them himself.

All three of them understood how to use the key, so there was no need for further explanation.

Evenny has put her summoned creature into the ring, ready to take it into the dream world.

The guiding magic circle required for entering a dream had been drawn while waiting for Ivni. The three of them lay in the magic circle, placed the salt key under the root of their tongue, and temporarily adjusted their own mental frequency to be the same as the magic circle.

The small salt key gradually melted in the mouth, turned into a liquid again, and flowed into the body.

It had no taste, but was heavy as mercury and cold as a winter night.

The heartbeat is rhythmically following the guidance of the key and the magic circle. Some power that does not exist in reality gradually envelops this underground hall.

In a trance, Avis saw the illusory "door".

It has wonderful and mysterious patterns, like a shining star, descending into the world from the other side of the endless and distant sky.

It is outside of reality and yet within reality.

As time went by, the door gradually approached and became larger and larger. From the size of a small round mirror, it gradually occupied all of Avis's attention.

Finally, guided by the key, the door passed through him and he appeared in the door.

Avis opened his eyes again and found that the environment around him had changed.

The rough rock wall became smooth and delicate, emitting a faint and soft phosphorescence, and the reliefs carved on it also quietly turned into an ancient moon.

There was a strange mass of charred ashes in the center of the room, which seemed to be the remains of some kind of campfire.

Jom and Evenny were standing beside him. They also woke up and looked around.

Although the way of entering is somewhat similar to dreaming, in fact, with the help of the power of dreams, everyone is entering the dream world in their true body.

"Yes, this should be the dream layer of the island. I remember the dream bonfire. It was left by me and my guards."

After confirming the situation around her, Ivnie was the first to walk out of the magic circle and release the summoned creature.

Hearing this, Avis also looked at the remains of the bonfire.

Just as the bonfire in the real world can drive away wild beasts, the bonfire in the dream world can also drive away some strange creatures in the dream world.

"Let us go up."

With Ivnie's summoned creature walking in the front to lead the way, everyone walked out of the underground corridor cautiously.

At this time, night has fallen in the dream world of the island.

There was no silver moon in the sky, but the purple moon became as big as a chariot, appearing to be a perfect full moon, and emitting extremely bright, enchanting purple moonlight.

Except for the eternally unchanging light blue guiding star in the far northern sky, all other stars are black, like holes in the dark blue sky.

The surface of the dream world also has the power of curse, and as night falls, the curse becomes particularly active.

But before everyone could make any further moves, a violent battle sounded from the direction of the mountains in the island dream world!

The light of magic illuminated the night sky, and the terrifying magical fluctuations even penetrated the chaotic curse field, allowing people nearly a hundred kilometers away to sense it clearly.

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"It's a battle between the eighth ranks, Lord Anvis. One of the parties should be the pagans on the island. And the other party, judging by that special power fluctuation... seems to be from the Holy Light Church."

Joem's expression became serious and he told the result of his perception.

"Let's go and take a look."

Hearing this, Avis immediately became interested.

He thought of the bishop of the Holy Light Church whom he had met in the island tavern, and also thought of the message projected by the alien god priest above the ruins. . ….….At this moment, between the mountains, two figures were facing each other in mid-air.

The figure on one side was wearing a wide purple priest robe covered with strange patterns, and his face was hidden in the shadow under the hood and could not be seen clearly.

A strange scepter was held in his dry right hand, and strong black and green evil power waves lingered on his body, making his figure appear blurry.

On the other side was a blond young man with an unusually young face.

He was dressed in a solemn black bishop's robe, with only three simple gold lines embroidered on the collar of his shawl. A silver-white circular holy emblem of light hung from his chest, adding a touch of sacredness to him.

The power of light permeated his entire body, making his figure appear pure and transparent. Even in the deep night, he was not tainted by a single shadow.

At this moment, beside these two people with almost opposite temperaments, the aftermath of the chaotic magic in the environment has not yet completely dissipated.

It was obvious that an extremely fierce battle had just been interrupted.

"Stop it, pagan. Under the gaze of God, your plan will not succeed."

Looking at the foreign god priest opposite, the blond young bishop spoke indifferently, his tone precise and solemn, as if he was narrating an unquestionable fact.

"You pathetic clowns, you offer your self-proclaimed pious faith to that false god. Are you fooling others? Or are you deceiving yourself?"

Opposite him, the robe on the face of the high priest of the Moon-Calling Esoteric Cult moved slightly, and a hoarse voice came from below, the content of which was extremely blasphemous words.

(End of this chapter)