Chapter 225 Battle in a Dream
"The magical item you mentioned is this half candle?"
Angel looked at the small piece of strange-looking candle with curiosity.
"As long as you hold it and light it, you can enter the depths of my soul and solve my biggest troubles. Of course, the premise is that you can defeat him."
"So how strong is he, or you?"
Holding the candle, Father Utravsky sat down on the bench again.
"I was once a warrior," he said with a touch of nostalgia and hatred for the past, "and before I believed in the Mother Goddess and came to Loen, I was already a Sequence 6 'Knight of the Dawn'."
Sequence 6, then I can use my magical items, combined with my advance preparation and familiarity with him, and I should have a good chance of winning...
Angel evaluated the feasibility of the mission and continued to ask:
"Deep down in his soul, does this candle weaken him, or does it weaken me?"
"It seems you really want to challenge him?" The priest's eyes revealed undisguised surprise. "While you hold this 'Nightmare Candle,' it won't harm you. However, its effect on him in the dream is also limited. At most, it will be like he's just experienced a fierce battle."
"Once you enter the dream, you can use all your previously usable abilities, including magical items. He can also use the dream to pull you deeper into it, making it difficult for you to distinguish between reality and illusion, leading to your being deceived and even being hunted by him. Once this candle is used for more than five minutes, you will be completely lost, your spirit unable to return to your real body, and you will become, well, as doctors call it, a vegetable."
Dreams... that's certainly troublesome, but I've been pulled into dreams by nightmares many times. In Tingen City, I had a strange resistance to the captain's nightmare abilities. And after obtaining the secret holy emblem and arriving in Backlund, I was pulled into a dream by the night watchman who had come to investigate the disappearances of the Feysac people, yet I was completely awake. It was clearly the effect of Ms. Arianna's holy emblem.
Touching the secret holy emblem on his wrist, Angel gained a little more confidence.
"One last question. What extraordinary abilities does the Dawn Knight have?"
Father Utravsky smiled and said, "This is something that any Beyonder needs to keep secret, but for your success and for my rebirth, I will tell you."
"As a Sequence 6 Warrior, the Dawn Knight possesses a robust physique and boundless strength. He can fill a 50-meter radius with morning light, dispelling evil spirits and dispelling illusions."
"He can also condense a two-handed giant sword made of light, called the 'Sword of Dawn'. It is extremely powerful and has a purifying effect. He can also cover himself with 'Dawn Armor', which blocks most physical attacks without affecting his movements."
"Most importantly, he can create a powerful 'Light Storm' that can destroy all living creatures and evil spirits around him."
These extraordinary abilities reminded Angel of Ms. D in Tingen City, who had apparently herded a "Dawn Knight" and was therefore able to create full body armor, two-handed giant swords, and even used a "Storm of Light" to destroy the entire villa hall.
"Knowing this, are you still willing to accept the commission and take the risk?"
The priest leaned back in his chair, looked at Angel, and asked slowly. His tone was calm, but the veins on his hand holding the "Nightmare Candle" were bulging, indicating that his heart was not as calm as his tone.
"I think we can give it a try. Please allow me a moment to prepare."
Angel wasn't a reckless person, but according to Father Utravsky's description, she had a good chance of winning this battle. Especially since she possessed the Secret Holy Symbol, which could resist the erosion of dreams, thus eliminating the opponent's greatest obstacle. Although she was only a Sequence 7, she understood the extraordinary abilities of the "Dawn Knight" and had prepared in advance, so defeating a Sequence 6 wouldn't be that difficult.
Walking into the confessional next to the hall, Angel checked his weapons, ammunition, and magical items again, used his pendulum to confirm that the priest was not lying, and then returned to the hall.
"I'm ready."
She said solemnly.
Father Utravsky stood up from his chair and handed over the wrinkled candle. Angel held it in his left hand and rubbed his fingers with his right hand, rubbing out a small ball of spiritual fire. He slowly approached the candle wick and lit it.
Nothing seemed to have changed around him. The tall priest was still standing in front, the candle beside him burning with a warm flame, and the stained glass behind the Holy Symbol of Life was reflected with colorful colors by the sun outside the window.
But the secret holy emblem on Angel's right wrist gave her a feeling of peace of mind and body, and she knew that she had entered a dream.
The kind face of Father Utravsky in front of him gradually distorted under the candlelight, and his eyes seemed to be substantial, looking at Angel with an extremely evil gaze.
The next second, his neck was cut by an invisible sharp blade, and his head was separated from his neck and rolled to the ground, lying on the marble floor with blood. His headless body fell heavily backwards and became motionless. The blood spurting from his neck dyed a large area of the marble floor red.
Angel was stunned for a moment. How come the evil priest fell down before he even made a move?
Then she realized that this was the other party using his power as the master of dreams to create a realistic battle result.
If she had not been protected by the secret holy symbol and had not remained awake at all times, she would probably have thought that she had successfully killed the opponent in a hard fight and left the dream to seek the reward from the priest in reality.
And then, the real priest who thought that his evil side had been killed might be replaced by another him after letting down his psychological defenses. According to the doctors of the Church of Mother Earth, he would become an out-of-control monster who only knew how to kill.
After figuring it all out, Angel looked at her left hand which originally held the "Nightmare Candle", which was now empty. Then, she pulled out a dagger, took out a revolver in her right hand, and aimed at the headless corpse on the ground.
"I didn't expect this to have any effect on you. I didn't want to kill you, but it's a shame you left yourself to die."
The priest's head on the ground opened his eyes, and his pale blue eyes looked at Angel without any emotion.
The next moment, the light in the church hall seemed to sway, twist, and become unreal. The headless body of the priest in front of Angel disappeared, and another priest appeared with his head intact on his neck.
His face was distorted, like an evil monster.
"Bang--"
Angel pulled the trigger, and the "Gathering Storm" worth 6 pounds, no, 7.5 pounds, shot towards the opponent's broad chest.
With a "bang", the bullet shattered on the silver-white armor, leaving a blue mark and spider-web-like cracks.
The priest was like Ms. D who fought against the Red Gloves Team in Tingen. His entire body was instantly covered in exquisite and exaggerated armor. In his hands, he also grabbed a two-handed giant sword that was condensed with golden light. The giant sword, which was over 1.5 meters long, looked like a one-handed weapon in the hands of this Feysac man. He chopped it down at Angel with great momentum.
She was well prepared and stepped out of the frost to slow down the priest. At the same time, she quickly retreated and pulled the trigger continuously, shooting accurately at the cracks caused by the first shot. Two shots shattered the entire breastplate. The silvery-white fragments fell like an avalanche, turning into points of light in the air, revealing the priest's clothes inside.
Angel did not continue to shoot, but summoned two balls of black flames, which flew rapidly towards the priest's exposed chest. The latter used the giant sword as a shield to block the two balls of black flames that came at the same time. The golden and black colors devoured and consumed each other on the sword. In the end, the light of the giant sword itself prevailed and expelled the cursed black flames.
But taking this opportunity, Angel changed the angle and fired two shots at another breastplate under the priest's left armpit, causing new damage.
She wanted to remove the priest's hard armor and then deliver a fatal blow.
The evil priest, whose distorted face was covered inside the helmet, also noticed this. He no longer defended himself on the spot, but stepped on the frost condensed on the ground and strode towards her. The huge sword in his hand continued to swing as if it had no weight, leaving Angel no time to replace the bullets and he could only keep dodging.
The tables and chairs in the church hall were smashed, causing wood chips to fly everywhere, the marble floor tiles to crack, and even the stone altar under the Holy Emblem of Life was split in two by a knife.
He had endless stamina, and he kept attacking Angel with one strike, two strikes, and even though the latter dodged nimbly and found a chance to reload and shoot continuously, he could never find a chance to attack the weak spot of the armor.
The previously damaged parts of the silver-white armor actually began to slowly repair themselves, and new armor plates gradually formed.
How many minutes of safety are left for the Nightmare Candle? Three minutes, or two?
Angel found that dragging it out like this would be absolutely disadvantageous to himself as he had limited time, and the priest's conspiracy also surfaced. As long as he dragged it out for enough time, Angel would not be able to leave with the help of the "Nightmare Candle" and would have to become a sacrifice to this dream.
Without further hesitation, she threw away the revolver that had run out of bullets, pressed the magic pocket watch on her left wrist, switched the dagger to her right hand, and as black flames rose from the tip of the dagger, she took the initiative to face the armored priest who was holding up the giant sword.
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