The humanoid vine Ron was facing was enormous, but he wasn't going to give it a friendly look.

This could very well be the work of a time-manipulating senior, or it could be her own will attached to something.

Instinctively, Ron pinched himself in response to the scene.

Painless!

Okay, it's still a dream.

Since it's a dream, there's no point in taking it too seriously.

Let's get down to business first!

The dream-granting magic that God bestowed upon Rita is likely partly due to what she sees; now it's up to Ron to decide.

Moreover, the conversation should be brief, as too many random things in Vivian's dream might cause unforeseen complications.

Ron flew forward, his small figure confronting the vine incarnation. Rita was also beside Ron. Because of Rita's presence, the other side would probably hesitate to use an easier method, such as forcibly expelling Ron and the others.

The vine incarnation also confirmed the necessity of a discussion during this time.

Ron spoke first: "Hey, you, we're going to be fighting an unknown entity together. Let's cooperate, okay?"

"..."

"..."

Soon, the basic agreement was reached, but Ron couldn't help asking at the last minute, "Do you know that if Vivian's fate were too short, she would have already returned to the divine realm?"

Faced with Ron's angry words, the avatar of the other party only paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something...

Before they left the dream, the vine transformed into a life spell on Vivian, who was listening to the lecture.

In Ron's perception, he saw the vines transform into endless tendrils and approach Vivian.

When the time came, Ron, who was trying to react, had already left Rita's dream.

In fact, given Rita's abilities, she could forcibly prolong the dream time, after all, she is a four-winged angel, but both sides cast dream spells.

When these effects collide, it's hard to say what the consequences will be!

Ron did not issue a similar order immediately.

Ron and Rita returned to reality relatively smoothly, and according to Rita's explanation, it was a means of blessing life or something similar. Only then did Ron calm down.

It's good that the senior colleague was willing to make amends.

But can the magic in dreams really affect the real world?

By the way, this should only compensate for the spiritual aspect; dreams are, at some point, directly related to the mind.

The Shinto, based on the beliefs of all living beings, truly excels at exerting spiritual influence.

Ron felt a little relieved that his senior had the intention to make amends. Of course, if given the opportunity and the ability, Ron would still teach his senior a lesson.

He looked over at Vivian, who was still dreaming.

The days in a dream are hard to calculate, otherwise the maid wouldn't have faced the fate spell three times. As the maid slept, Vivian's fine lines at the corners of her eyes showed signs of further fading!

Wow, so fast!

In the eyes of the time-manipulation seniors, dreams are like the realm of gods, or the effect of the game of chess. A short time in reality can feel like an eternity in a dream!

Just like the authority of the God of Life, life shares a contract, and the spirit ultimately affects the body; there is also the partnership contract between Ron and Little Tower.

Dreams can actually achieve a similar effect.

It seems that the gods' method of sending dreams should not be underestimated.

It may be a unique method used by time-related predecessors; we'll have to wait and see how it's verified.

In a short time, Ron pondered various profound applications of divine magic.

Just then, the commotion outside disturbed Ron's thoughts; there were many voices from outsiders.

Let's go out and take a look first.

"Rita, you stay here and look after Vivian. Don't worry, Ron won't go far. You can still protect the Pope if anything happens," Ron instructed.

Ron still felt helpless in the face of the oracle's insistence on only protecting the Pope. Fortunately, with the return of her memories, Rita, the mechanical angel, was able to make choices based on the situation. It was still better to protect the oracle.

Rita remembered the kindness of the music goddess, especially as the most crucial memories gradually returned, and her initial resentment towards the goddess slowly disappeared.

If the goddess of music truly didn't want Rita to retain her memories, Rita had absolutely no chance of getting away with it.

Ron went outside.

So many Oni.

Most of the able-bodied men from the nearby villages came.

Ron only looked at Sister Yara, who then took the initiative to explain what had happened earlier: "My lord, it was just a little boy from the Oni race who said not to approach the village, but Yara ignored him. Not long after, more people came."

“Okay, Yara, you stand aside for now,” Ron replied.

“Yes, my lord.” Yara stood behind Ron.

Ron pondered everything before him.

Why don't the Oni tribe allow people to get close?

Ron and his men used force!

That's certainly possible.

However, it would be best to use other methods, recalling the library's description of the Oni race, to figure out how to proceed.

Oh, by the way, the Oni race should be interested in this.

Ron took out a blank soul stone from his storage ring.

Upon seeing the object in the hands of the young people, the only elder among the group of young and strong exclaimed, "A sealing stone!"

So, the Soul Stone is also called the Sealing Stone here?

Before Ron could make any further moves, the elder of the Oni race ordered to the side, "Stop, everyone. I will trade with the humans first."

The sealing stone is crucial in dealing with the invasion of the undead; we should try to take it down.

Indeed, the records in the ancient texts were true.

Because the Oni race is located near the northern undead region, some wandering undead will periodically attack Oni villages.

The Soul Stone was revealed in exchange for a chance to negotiate.

The old man across from Ron approached him, supported by a young and strong man.

Two demons stood close by, their horns adorning their foreheads. Their bodies were mostly gray, making them a truly peculiar race.

Ron spoke first, asking the old man, "How does the old man intend to proceed with the transaction?"

"Little human child, what do you want?"

"Could you please allow us to enter your altar once? We have long admired your people's offerings and have long wished to come here to worship. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that your offerings are sentient, we would probably be lost among the dead long ago. Fortunately, you are here..."

"Don't worry, besides this sealing stone, I also have..."

Because Sandy Territory doesn't have much Soul Stone stock! Ron's heart was bleeding as he took out several more Soul Stones at once.

However, on the surface, Ron still wore a longing expression.

Using the right words at the right time can avoid some trouble, so why not? Besides, paying some soul stones can also prevent some accidents.

Sure enough, the old man was overjoyed and only paid homage to their altar. As for other kinds of gods, they would be eager to develop their followers!

It's great to get several sealing stones with almost no cost.

only……

The old man seemed to be in a difficult situation, and Ron also said, "Sir, are you having any difficulties? If so, I'm afraid we can only let it go."

Ron looked dejected as he put the Soul Stone back a little, as if he were about to take it back.

The old man could only watch helplessly; he truly had his difficulties!

However, there is a way to work things out. The old man quickly said, "Why don't you come at another time? Recently, there have been some abnormalities at the altar. Some clansmen who approached it fell into a coma and have not woken up since."

Ron thought to himself, "Good, that's definitely abnormal."

Unconscious? No way, how could the boss have used such a perfect divine spell? Perhaps the boss's side is well aware of their sacrificial spirit.

With my boss protecting me, I'm not worried.

Ron said, “Our Oni friends are in trouble, so we must not leave. To be honest, there are nuns nearby. Perhaps the other gods have a way to awaken your people!”

The old man from the Oni clan appeared to be deep in thought, likely considering the pros and cons.

Ron wasn't in a hurry, since the soul stone in his hand was his anyway.

After a short while, the old man finally said, "Alright, humans, you can give it a try!"

"Very well, thank you, friends of the Oni race. However, due to the unforeseen circumstances of the Great Being, we cannot guarantee that we can awaken your people. Please consider this beforehand, after all, this is an anomaly of the Great Being, and we are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter in this world..."

Having said all that, the old man actually believed Ron a little more, because Ron wasn't as ignorant as the charlatan human who would make such a guarantee.

The old man was getting on in years. He was one of the few ghost-humans in the village who had been to human cities, so he knew something about what was happening in the human world.

One should always be cautious, but Ron's appropriate words and actions effectively reduced my worries a little.

"You, come with me," the old man said, turning to lead the people back to the village.

Although the deal was reached, Ron was still a little concerned about the word "old man" in the old man's name. He thought of Mentor Will, a self-reference usually used by senior figures on the mainland. He guessed that the old man still had considerable strength. Fortunately, the negotiations went well.

Ron added, "We also have a companion here who is unconscious, but she'll wake up soon. Perhaps we should wait a little longer..."