But he was killed by an evil god?
They really hadn't thought of that.
Seeing the horrified looks on everyone's faces, the Sage Qinglan slowly said, "For ordinary people, the death of a demigod is bound to cause turmoil, and when it involves an evil god, it is even more important not to publicize it."
He paused for a moment, then looked at the crowd and said, "You cannot investigate evil gods. Just treat today's events as a dream... no, just forget about them."
The group looked at each other, then nodded in agreement.
Lu Ning asked curiously, "How was that demigod killed by the evil god? Was it because of an evil god's clone?"
Lu Ning wasn't shocked; he had even encountered two clones of the evil god before.
Therefore, this was his first reaction when he heard that a demigod had been killed by an evil god.
Saint Qinglan shook his head: "In fact, the descent of evil god avatars has only appeared in recent years. Before that, evil gods couldn't even descent avatars."
Lu Ning was somewhat confused: "How was he killed?"
The Azure Mist Saint's expression was somewhat complicated: "That demigod died in a dream."
Everyone, even Lu Ning, was stunned: "In a dream? An evil god can kill people in a dream?!"
Colin and the others felt a chill run down their spines.
It's not that they haven't had dreams.
If the evil god's mother can kill people in dreams, then aren't they always at risk of being killed?
A sense of fear unconsciously rose in everyone's hearts.
At the same time, they also understood why the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television had concealed this information.
Even awakened beings feel fear when they hear that evil gods can kill people in their dreams.
Not to mention ordinary people.
Lu Ning was not in control, but he was equally surprised.
Lu Ning asked, "How did you kill him in the dream?"
Saint Qinglan rolled her eyes: "...I wasn't there at the time, how would I know? If I had been there, more than just that demigod would have died!"
Lu Ning nodded: "That's true. Even demigods have to die, so you'll probably die too."
Saint Qinglan: "..."
Although Lu Ning's words weren't wrong, there was something just about them that sounded a bit awkward.
Saint Qinglan continued, "The Mind Sect controls the power of the mind, and the Dream Lord is the evil god they worship, who probably also controls this power. So Jerry's ability should be a lower-level power of the Dream Lord."
Lu Ning asked, "So those scientists believe that Jerry was influenced by the power of the Dream Master?"
Saint Qinglan nodded silently and said, "After all, this is not without precedent. Since a demigod can be killed in a dream, it seems not impossible that under certain conditions, the dream master can influence a ninth-level mind-type awakener through a dream."
Lu Ning nodded slightly in silence.
He also thought it was possible.
He then asked, "Is there any way to save Jerry?"
Saint Qinglan looked at Lu Ning speechlessly: "...If it really is the master of dreams, how can we save him? We can only hope that's not the reason."
Lu Ning fell silent.
Saint Qinglan then smiled and said, "Let's not talk about that. The reason I came to see you is that your reward has been issued, and I've come to deliver it to you."
Lu Ning snapped out of his daze and looked at Saint Qinglan: "What is it?"
Saint Qinglan smiled and took out two boxes.
Neither of the boxes was very large, and even when the left box was closed, it emitted a faint white mist.
It is clearly rife with spiritual pollution.
In fact, Lu Ning could vaguely sense an indescribable divine power within it.
Looking at the box, Lu Ning realized that it was probably a single-use, extremely dangerous item.
The moment Qinglan Saint took out the two boxes, Shi Shan and the others, who were relatively weak, were already struggling to breathe.
They retreated, looking at the two boxes with some fear.
Seeing this, the Sage Qinglan said to them, "You should go out first, otherwise, once the box is opened, some of you may become ill directly."
The reason why the Azure Mist Saint was unharmed when he took out the white jade arrow was because Lu Ning and the others beside him were all high-level Awakened Ones, and had a high resistance to mental pollution.
If such a highly dangerous item containing divinity were presented to these low-level awakened individuals, one can easily imagine how terrible the consequences would be.
Colin immediately led everyone away, leaving only Lu Ning and Saint Qinglan in the room.
The Azure Mist Saint first opened the box on the right, inside which was a simple crown woven from black thorns.
The thorns emitted a faint black glow, as if they were made of some kind of metal.
"The Crown of Pain, a high-risk soul artifact. Once worn, these thorns will pierce directly into your scalp and connect with your pain nerves. It will absorb your pain to comprehensively enhance your own power. The higher the level of pain absorbed, the greater the amplification."
Saint Qinglan's expression was very serious. He said, "However, the Crown of Pain has extremely severe side effects. After wearing it, any pain you experience will be amplified exponentially. Some people have even died from the pain, and others have suffered mental breakdowns and even developed diseases due to the intense pain... Lu Ning, what's with that expression?"
As the Sage Qinglan spoke, he noticed that Lu Ning's eyes were filled with excitement as he looked at the Crown of Pain.
"That's great! If it hurts this much, I'll definitely feel more alive!"
Saint Qinglan: "...Huh?"
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