Chapter 202 Look, what did I say before?
The penetration of this magical sword light even illuminated the entire dark space for a moment.
But in the next moment, more dark matter squirmed hungrily, with inconceivable greed, wrapping up layer by layer at an astonishing speed, devouring the highly concentrated magic sword light.
Seeing the way the sword light disappeared, Avis immediately determined the nature of this darkness, a terrifying product unique to the dream world [Dream Abnormality].
It appears as a mass of dark, empty matter with a diameter of tens to hundreds of meters. It will engulf everything visible and invisible that it touches. Its power level ranges from level six to eight.
This kind of thing has a reaction similar to the instinct of living things, but its structure is completely different from normal dream creatures, and the way it appears is similar to a natural phenomenon, appearing out of thin air.
Therefore, the magic world has not yet reached a conclusion as to whether this thing is a dream creature or a natural disaster in the dream world.
The method to eliminate dream anomalies is simple - attack them at a speed faster than their swallowing speed, and split them into a large number of small pieces.
Then, just as the broken sections of a magnet repel each other, its terrifying devouring power will devour even its own fragments.
"Sir Joum, cut it completely into cubes no larger than eight centimeters."
Looking at the deep darkness that occupied the entire space in front of the mountain wall, Avis gave a warning.
"good."
Qiaom nodded briefly, his aura suddenly changed, and he clenched his right hand into the air in front of him.
Along with a terrifying aura of magic, a one-handed sword with a blade as clear as colorless ice, made entirely of highly condensed eighth-level magic, appeared in Joem's hand.
Then, he took a step forward, raised the sword high with both hands, and then swung the sword down with great simplicity.
Snap——
The ice crystal sword dissipated like a bubble, and at the same time, an extremely crisp cracking sound was heard.
The distorted darkness of the entire area froze for a moment, and then in a flash of light that looked like a broken mirror, it instantly split into countless fist-sized pieces! The cross-section was as bright as a mirror, like broken ice, and the volume of each piece was highly equal.
Secret Sword Skill - [Mirror Shattering]
The split darkness underwent drastic changes. A large number of fragments began to devour each other fiercely, making a sharp whistling sound, and even stirred up a small whirlwind in the surrounding environment, blowing the hems of the cloaks of the three people constantly.
After a while, it was swallowed up to the end, and only a fragment about the size of several fists remained at the entrance of the cave. But the remaining volume was not enough to support the continued existence of its structure.
As a result, the fragment eventually evaporated and disappeared, leaving only a small pile of black, sandy material in its place.
If you look closely, you can see that every grain of sand has countless facets that reflect faint light.
This is the precious high-level material [Dream Black Sand], one of the key materials for many high-level fantasy items and potions, and can only be obtained by killing dream anomalies.
Although the name contains the word "dream", Africans always have difficulty falling asleep when brushing this material due to the randomness of abnormal dreams.
After collecting the remaining materials, Avis and the other two entered the cave.
But the situation in the cave was different from what Anvis had expected. The pagans were lying on the ground and the bishop of the Holy Light Church was probably doing something to the seal.
In fact, the air in the cave maintained an eerie silence.
Countless eyes under ragged robes looked silently at the three people. The black-robed priest standing on the top of the altar raised the scepter embedded with black stone.
——The blond young bishop was lying on the rectangular altar at the top of the altar, his eyes closed, and his demeanor looked very peaceful.
A circle of lighted pale white candles surrounded him, and the strange dark green flames swaying in the candle wicks complemented the dark green evil lines on his cheeks.
"Look, what I said before, he looks like he's dying--"
Looking at this scene, Avis glanced at Ivni, who looked a little nervous, and made a cold joke.
"This is what you mean by 'soon'? Are you a prophet?"
Being stared at by the strange and fanatical gazes of many pagans in the cave, Ivnie, who was originally a little nervous, twitched her mouth when she heard this and was speechless.
However, the slight nervous negative emotion that had just arisen in her heart disappeared again in this sudden joke.
"Outsiders, are you here for the holy relics, or for false salvation?"
Although the sacrifice that had just begun encountered uninvited guests again, the priests did not seem to be surprised at all.
However, when he noticed Evenny among the three, he seemed to suddenly understand something.
"...Or, for this?"
As he spoke, the black-robed priest slowly took off his hood, revealing the face of Evan, which Avis was extremely familiar with.
"It's you!?"
Seeing this scene, Evannie was stunned for a moment. Then, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she looked at the black-robed priest as if she was looking at a dead person.
"How dare you show up in front of us? Haha, maybe I should be thankful for your stupidity!"
"Don't worry, little blue-haired sister."
At the top of the altar, the black-robed 'Evan' shook his head slightly, and a hint of aristocratic sneer suddenly appeared on his face.
"Once, you arrogantly followed the eggshell, taking your pathetic guards with you, sinking endlessly into the dream of the gods."
"And now, your two 'flower protectors' have found you and luckily saved you from the dream.
God mercifully did not look upon you again, but you, who have received this blessing, did not linger on on the island and enjoy the last moments before the coming of truth, but came here in advance to seek the end?"
As she spoke, 'Evan' turned her eyes slightly and glanced at Joem, Anvis, and the black-robed priest beside her.
"Do you think that just because there is one more scumbag among your flower protectors...oh, and a pitiful body controlled by you, you can take back what belongs to you from me?"
At the end of the speech, a hint of sarcasm suddenly appeared on Evan's face.
"Or do you want to impress me by performing a wonderful threesome in front of me?"
"You! You..."
Hearing this, Evannie's face flushed and she was furious. However, due to her upbringing and the noble education she had received, she couldn't find any vulgar words to retaliate.
"Trash fish?"
Beside Evenny, Avis, who was caught in the crossfire for no reason, raised his eyebrows, stared at 'Evan' on the top of the altar with his blue eyes, and spread his hands innocently.
"Dear priest, I can forgive you for the verbal offense you just made, just as your God has mercifully forgiven you."
"Now, I am very interested in the holy object you mentioned. Can you lend it to me for a few days?"
"Ignorant and fearless ants—"
Hearing this, Evan's expression on the altar instantly turned cold.
Cuckoo
Gugugugugu (End of this chapter)
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