Chapter 581: Attempt to Interfere with Dreams

“Now, let’s discuss how to erode the target’s territory.

We don't need to take action ourselves, we don't need to confront the target head-on, we just need to contaminate and kill the target's believers."

Hastur laughed grimly. His power level had also reached the eighth level. Although he was not good at frontal combat, he did not think that he, together with so many Void Lords, would be unable to defeat a human god who had reached the eighth level by relying on the so-called power of faith.

He was extremely proud in his heart. In his opinion, solving the problem was very simple: just clip the target's wings and compress its living space.

The problem was solved by capturing the cities in the target controlled area one by one.

The Void Lords are the masters at playing with the spiritual world of creatures. They can't do anything to their eighth-level opponents, and it's easy for them to pollute the minds of low-level creatures.

Regardless of the ethnic group, low-level creatures make up the majority, and the same is true for humans.

The Crab God Basatan waved his giant claws and spoke fiercely, "I will send a million crab servants to fight, but they cannot stay out of the water for too long. They can only go deep into the continent through the rivers."

The tentacles under Hastur's yellow robe swayed gently, and his wide robe fluttered as he spoke: "A million crab servants are too few, at least five million!"

Since it is a war of attrition, and the Void Lords will not engage in direct confrontation with their targets, they will need enough followers to join the battle.

Using the attacks of the clans to pin down the enemy, they sneak into other cities to spread mental pollution.

Basatan's eyes rolled around for a few times, and he said cunningly, "Five million is not impossible. After I give birth to so many descendants, I will return to the bottom of the Endless Sea to sleep."

"Ten years, to breed five million crab servants. You can sleep for ten years, but if the war is still going on after ten years, you have to continue to provide crab servants."

In Hastur's view, all these followers were consumables in the early stages, and their purpose was to consume the defensive power of the enemy's various magic arrays.

It would be easier to succeed after a few years when the enemy was paralyzed by the attacks of these clans and then summon the Void Lords to pollute ordinary humans.

Basatan raised his giant claws and said, "Five million is too much. It will take me two or three years to breed it."

"It can't be any less. The enemy is at the eighth level. He can reinforce any city at any time."

Hastur bargained with the Crab God and finally agreed on the number of five million crab servants.

“Saigeya, Bokrug, since Basatan is willing to contribute 5 million crab servants, we will gather this number within three years, and I will be responsible for assigning the tasks.

The next ten years are at your disposal.”

The soul of Sayigya dissipates in the temple:

"Only requiring a quantity of five million, not the level of strength?"

“No request.”

Hastur responded that the spiritual concentration in the world was high enough, and a large number of usable warriors would be born in just three to five years.

And he knew that if he asked for the strength level of the troops, the meeting would most likely end in a bad mood.

As long as enough troops can be recruited for this meeting, the Void Lords can squander their time at will. They can spend decades preparing slowly and only need a few naps.

"I'm fine," Saigya waved the dark tentacles on his body. It only needed to dissipate its power in the gray fog, and it would be able to gather five million polluters in less than two years.

"I agree."

Bokrug's tail was wagging, and its followers, the Tumuha people, were crossing the barrier of time and space to reach this universe, and they would definitely arrive in three years.

It doesn’t matter even if his followers cannot arrive in time. The ocean is his home ground, and it is a relatively easy matter to enslave five million marine creatures as his followers.

Hastur faced Cthulhu and said, "You are one, and you need to send out 15 million followers."

"No problem," the tentacles on Cthulhu's head twisted together, "You have never fought with the target, and you don't know the details of the enemy.

In my opinion, relying solely on the clan will not be very effective in consuming the enemy."

Its followers had already attacked the heartland of the Kingdom of Farouk, but were defeated. The murlocs and deep divers retreated to the Kingdom of Sintland.

The darkness beneath Hastur's hood deepens:

"I will personally supervise the battle. Also, don't think that your failure will happen to me again."

Cthulhu snorted coldly and said no more.

"Then it's settled. We'll meet here in three years."

Hastur imagined a map of the continent, with its tentacles pointing at an estuary in the north of the continent.

"This location is closest to the Farouk Kingdom where our target is. There is also a river passing through it. Our followers can go upstream continuously."

Night of the Red Moon.

The jagged rocks look like interlaced canine teeth, painting the deep and windy canyon with bloody colors.

Teams of evil orcs patrolled back and forth in the canyon, and fire zombies stood guard at the entrance of the canyon like burning human corpses.

Hasut bathed in the red light, felt the rhythm emanating from Gehros, and learned the content of the meeting in R'lyeh City.

Hasut controls the law of fel fire and has an instinctive aversion to water in all forms, so he did not go to R'lyeh to attend the gathering of the Void Lords.

"Five million followers of any strength level. This is easy to do."

He murmured something and issued a new order:

"Create the lowest level of evil orcs and fire zombies, and ensure that five million followers can be deployed in three years."

The giant flame zombie that served as a guard bowed: "As you command, your will is our mission."

Alps, underground caves of Mount Vermiardes.

A giant web of white silk threads gleaming with faint fluorescence hung in the cave, with the spider god Atlach-Nakea entrenched in the middle of the web.

Her upper body was the image of a gorgeous human girl, with red eyes that held infinite temptation and evil, long green hair as lush as bamboo after rain, and skin as soft as milk and as delicate as a baby's.

But the part below her belly button looked hideous and horrible.

This is the body of the spider, with black and red patterns and eight long stripes shining with a dim luster.

The rock walls and giant web around it are covered with densely packed white giant eggs.

The giant egg flickered with a faint white light and trembled from time to time. That was because the life nurtured in the egg was about to break out of the shell.

The red light shone through the mountain into this underground world, making Atlach's eyes look even more scarlet.

She felt the message brought by the halo and let out a high-pitched roar.

"Send troops to meet at the estuary? My people can walk north from the Alps Mountains for more than 300 kilometers to reach the Farouk Kingdom. Why do they have to go around thousands of kilometers to the coastline?"

Atlak used his divine consciousness to connect with Ghros in the astral realm:

“Three years later, I will prepare an army of five million spiders as promised, but I reject the decision to converge at the eastern coastline of the continent.

Tell Hastur that my forces will emerge from the Andes Mountains to the west of Farouk's kingdom."

The Piri Reis Mountains are rolling and full of giant trees that are hundreds of meters tall.

After the gray fog descended, the originally green giant trees turned into a rich dark green, almost deep black.

The branches of the trees became twisted, and the originally smooth bark was covered with tumors, dripping with thick yellow-green mucus from time to time.

The central area of ​​the mountains is a valley with sparse trees.

In the valley, there stood countless stone statues, which were extremely similar and should be of the same species.

In the north of the valley, there is an extremely huge stone statue, nearly a hundred meters tall.

The stone statue has a human body and an elephant head, and is so ugly that words cannot describe it. It has a long trunk with a trumpet-shaped suction cup as big as a millstone at the end, which looks like the mouth of a lamprey.

It also has a pair of giant, jagged ears made up of several pedipalps connected by webbed feet.

Two thick tusks protrude from the corners of its mouth, as transparent as crystal ore, and its feet are like elephant hooves.

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The light of the red moon shone into the valley, and large pieces of stone fell from the largest stone statue, and 'it' came to life.

The elephant-headed monster roared, and the evil and shrill sound echoed among the mountains, rolling like thunder.

Soon, all the small stone statues came to life and gathered around the giant elephant-headed monster. Their fanatical roars resounded through the mountains: "Shaugnar Faugn!"

The giant elephant-headed monster stomped its feet suddenly, and the ground shook as if there was an earthquake.

The fanatical group of elephants immediately fell silent, and the valley immediately became quiet, with only the sound of breeze blowing through the leaves.

"My people, release your wild power, make the mountains your hunting grounds, and do everything in your power to expand your tribe.

Three years later, you will go to the north of the continent to fight, and by then, let the earth prostrate itself at our feet!"

Shattrath City, Moya Manor.

Clown looked at the red moon rising from the north and narrowed his eyes: "The red moon is hanging in the northern sky. This is a unique way to appear."

The evil god no longer hides behind the real moon. The location and time of his appearance are not fixed each time.

This completely gave up the idea of ​​entering the star realm to look for the other party, because he could not locate the enemy.

Eliza covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "This shows that the enemy is afraid of you. We have always been the ones who feared the evil god, but now the situation is reversed, which just shows how powerful you are."

Ever since her husband returned from the astral realm last time, the Red Moon Evil God has disappeared without a trace.

Now the red moon appeared again, appearing and disappearing extremely irregularly, showing from the side how big a shadow her husband left on the enemy last time.

Clown shook his head. "The Red Moon is too big. We were not able to kill it completely. Now it has become slippery. I'm afraid it will be even harder to deal with in the future."

Although he is powerful, if the evil god does not confront him, no matter how strong his power is, it is like a fist hitting the air, and it is meaningless.

"The world is too vast, and you can't possibly kill all the evil gods. The current ending is good enough."

Eliza paused for a moment and then asked:

"Have you made any progress in tracking down the evil god hiding in the dream? From the data reported by various churches, the evil god is no longer active."

In recent days, the evil god has disappeared and has not appeared even once.

Crown replied:

"Ever since I destroyed a dream, I have never been able to glimpse its existence again."

Based on his understanding of dreams, he didn't know if his past actions would lead to the current results, but the fact that the evil god no longer came out to harass him also showed that destroying dreams was quite effective.

He sighed and continued, "We don't know how dreams are used as a springboard for attack. Otherwise, we could study and create a targeted magic array to defend against attacks in dreams."

The human world's research on dreams is very superficial, let alone the study of related magic arrays.

Eliza frowned slightly and said, "Holkins Diat has already created a mental protection array to resist mental shocks. It should be able to deal with these mental attacks."

According to her understanding, dreams are an extension of the human spiritual world.

Even if the enemy's level is high enough, the magic circle should not be completely ineffective.

Clown said solemnly: "Mental shock has a strong externality and is more easily captured by the magic circle.

Our dream should be entering another dimension, and the magic circle cannot cross the dimension to capture the pollution attack.

I will do some experiments to try to figure out the mechanism of dreams.”

There are many evil gods that can invade humans from dreams. If they do not have a head-on collision with the church, it means that the church's defense is missing a very important link.

Eliza sighed and said:

"The time for Soraka to give birth is getting closer and closer. I am worried that the evil god's dream attack method may contaminate the baby that is still in the gestational stage."

When it comes to the bloodline of the Moya family, no accidents can happen.

"Soraka took the Golden Light Dao Seed and practiced meditation every day, which helped to purify her and her child's souls.

If you are worried, you can also let her take the Golden Light Potion and the Heart Cleansing Potion."

Clown was quite confident about the divine effect of the Golden Light Mantra. Contemplating the Golden Light Mantra could greatly enhance the soul's resistance to the laws of pollution.

The best proof is that all holders of the Golden Light Dao Seed have not been pulled into the dreamland by the evil god.

Eliza smiled and said:

"I have already done so. In a few months, the Moya family will have a third generation of heirs, and the Golden Family's inheritance will be completely stabilized."

In the conference room of the Array Research Institute, Holkins checked the list and said softly, "Your Majesty, all high-level array masters are here. We can begin."

Klauen, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened them and patted the information of his subordinates: "Some powerful evil gods can pollute the believers in the city through dreams, even if we have the Moon Soul Spirit Light Array and the Protection Array.

This is all the spiritual-related magic array information I have found. Everyone will get a copy later.

The purpose of today's meeting is simple. We will brainstorm and research a magic circle that can interfere with dreams.

If your suggestions can inspire me, you will be rewarded handsomely! There will be additional rewards depending on the importance of your suggestions. "

His study of magic arrays has reached the ultimate level. Theoretically, as long as he has basic information about dreams, he will most likely be able to develop a magic array that can interfere with the dream dimension.

The ultimate level of array science has the special effect of 'mountains and rivers as chess pieces'. By observing the movement of the sun, moon and stars, and the pulsation of the earth's qi, more magical arrays can be created, which may play an unexpected role.

(End of this chapter)