Eternal Punishment Dragon in Prison

Chapter 170

At this time, the sun above the sea, which represents the spiritual world of the Lord of Dreams, has turned silvery white.

This silver-white solar radiation was like a sharp sword, shooting at Murphy mercilessly.

Every time the silver-white light came, Murphy's will incarnation trembled violently, as if it had been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

His incarnation swayed in the light, dissipated, and came again, over and over again.

Ordinary people would not be able to bear it long ago. This is like torture.

Unfortunately, none of this moved Murphy at all.

As if these tortures were nothing but an insignificant breeze.

"Pik, the spell has been completed."

"Exactly 10 minutes."

Yes, the 15 minutes or even longer that Murphy said before is an understatement.

Actually in the process of developing spells.

Murphy's theory is combined with practice, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Even the magical aura in the sky is extremely complicated.

But it still couldn't stop him.

The Lord of Dreams asked: "Then let's solve it quickly."

Murphy smiled and said, "Okay."

He lowered his head, his eyes falling on his own hands.

The originally ordinary palm now bloomed with scorching light.

It is not dazzling, but has an indescribable beauty that makes people dare not look directly.

call out!
As Murphy threw the light in his palm upwards.

The light spread out quickly like bubbles.

Transformed into Murphy's true form, a mighty and majestic ancient eternal punishment dragon.

It roared through the air, rushed towards the sun in the spiritual world of the Lord of Dreams, and crashed into the core of the sun with incomparable destructive power.

boom!
Like two stars colliding.

The moment the sun was touched by this force, a violent silvery white light erupted.

But when these lights want to spread.

When causing more damage.

It was blocked by other lights.

Then, the sun began to tremble like a living thing.

But the silver-white radiation that falls on the ground cannot be washed away.

It's like the cry before death.

Weak and powerless.

boom!
Again with an explosion.

The sun in the sky began to gradually collapse, turning into countless tiny points of light and dissipating in the sky.

And when the sun as the core dies.

The remaining silver-white radiation was like a defeated army, swept away by the magical power of the Lord of Dreams.

Of course, even so, the Dream Lord's heart was still hurt.

To fully recover, a period of rest is needed.

Murphy said calmly: "What are you going to do with him, Pique."

The Lord of Dreams sneered: "Of course we will arrest him."

"As for spells?"

"I had already thought about it while I was being attacked."

The Lord of Dreams will not let go of the plane's will easily. Let's not mention his value, let's just talk about the harm he has brought to the Lord of Dreams.

It was enough for the Lord of Dreams to imprison him.

Imprisoned in a mage tower and bound for tens of millions of years.

"And the principle of this spell is very simple."

"The hearts and souls of ordinary creatures are usually placed in the body."

"And the mind of the will of the plane."

"It rests on his undifferentiated shadow world and spiritual world, the world called the plane of mind."

"As long as we put the power of the spell deep into it."

"He can be caught."

"Of course, this requires Murphy to cast spells to assist you."

"Suppress the ability of the will of the plane to modify the laws."

"Otherwise, in his spiritual world, it is his home court among his home courts."

"It's not that easy to catch."

Murphy nodded: "I have long wanted to see how the will of the plane is different from the will of ordinary creatures."

"And the difference in will determines whether the talents of the creatures are different."

call out!
The incarnation of Murphy's will disappeared after the spiritual world of the Lord of Dreams.

In reality, Murphy waved his hand and opened an alien door to the spiritual world of the plane.

The Lord of Dreams said: "Let's go."

So the two entered the plane mind without hesitation.

……

This is a unique and chaotic world where various energies collide and merge with each other, constantly changing.

The flames danced in the air, with fervor and passion, dyeing everything around them with fiery colors.

But then a strong wind roared in, sweeping everything up and throwing up a cloud of dust.

But the strong wind did not last long, and the world turned into a rippling ocean again.The waves roll and push, constantly creating ever-changing forms of foam and spray.

Soon after, the sun dried up and the dust began to accumulate passionately, forming huge mountain peaks.

In this chaotic world, the four major elements blend with each other to form a chaotic field.

This is the world formed by the blending of four elements.

However, in the center of this chaotic field, there is a place where the four elements are balanced, where the energy is no longer rioting.

As stable as the material plane.

In the center of this land, there is a striking pure white ball of light.

Just like the sun that first appeared in the heart of the Lord of Dreams.

And Murphy and both could see that this ball of light was continuously emitting a soft light.

Maintaining the only pure land in this chaotic world.

When Murphy saw this scene, he laughed and said: "Very good, I thought that when entering the mind of the plane, you still need to work hard to find it."

"Who knew that the will of the plane would actually take the form of a body?"

"We don't even want to hide. It's so eye-catching in the center, I'm afraid we're blind."

The Lord of Illusions shook his head: "No! Maybe only after being embodied can I maintain my will."

"Otherwise he could just be an ordinary plane."

"Besides, do you think it's necessary to hide in such a small place?"

This new plane is inherently small, and the spiritual world is equally small.

Despite the chaos, the end can be seen at a glance.

"It hurts!"

"I feel so much pain!"

The pure white light ball made a childish sound, and the tone was very painful, like a dying person.

"Can't you let me go?"

"I'm about to die, and you still have to chase me into my mind and continue to attack."

It's not like the pure white ball of light didn't think about resisting.

However, at this moment, he found that all his abilities seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, and he could not use them at all.

Such is the power of Murphy's spell.

It not only defeated the spell of the will of the plane in the spiritual world of the Lord of Dreams, but also followed the traces of the spell.

Like a cunning snake, it quietly penetrated into the mind of the plane.

Suppress it further.

"Who said you were going to die?"

Murphy asked strangely: "Aren't we still here?"

"As long as we are here, we can bring you back to life even if you are dead."

These words were naturally suspected of being exaggerated, but they still aroused the pure white light ball's surprise: "Aren't you here to hunt me down?"

"Did you drive me out to death?"

The Lord of Dreams said: "Why should we hunt you down?"

"After all, you were the one who attacked first, right?"

"How else would we fight back?"

The Lord of Illusions and Dreams' words were purely the result of the evil person complaining first, and the will of the plane is naturally not so easy to fool.

"You were the one who destroyed my body first?"

"You were the one who attacked first."

"I just launched a counterattack!"

"I didn't attack first, you were counterattacking."

The Lord of Dreams nodded: "Yes, it does seem like this on the surface." "But I didn't know you were a conscious existence before."

"That's why I destroyed you."

"And then it's your fault if you attack first."

The pure white ball of light asked: "What difference does it make?"

"It's you who destroyed my body anyway."

"And why is it my fault!"

The Lord of Dreams said calmly: "Of course there is a difference!"

"And the difference is huge."

"When you're unconscious, you're a dead thing."

"Like the substances in your body, would you feel guilty about grinding those substances into powder?"

The pure white ball of light said firmly: "No! That's my body."

"Everything I crushed was..."

The Lord of Illusions directly interrupted the words of Plane Will: "It's the same, the reason why you destroyed your body is without any burden."

"One is because it belongs to you."

"The second is because it has no will of its own."

"Just as I created you, you are mine."

"Plus there are beings who don't know you have a will."

"It's unburdensome to destroy."

The pure white light ball continued to deny: "No! You are not the Father God who created me. The one next to you is the Father God who created me."

"Father God, are you just going to watch me being bullied by this bad guy?"

"And helped the bad guy stop me from killing him."

Murphy: "..."

He didn't expect that he would accidentally have another child.

Well, this plane of will was indeed created by Murphy himself.

In a sense, Plane Will is indeed Murphy's own child.

"I have a question."

"Why did you just launch an attack instead of trying to negotiate peace with us?"

The pure white ball of light asked doubtfully: "Father God, what is peace talk?"

"What do you mean by peace talks?"

Murphy and the Lord of Dreams looked at each other, and Murphy continued: "You already know that you are fighting with us, and you also know that I am your father, but you don't know what peace talks are?"

The pure white light ball said aggrievedly: "The bad guy next to me destroyed my body. I felt pain, so I naturally had to fight back."

“And I was born knowing that you are my Father God.”

"That is the message left behind from the beginning of creation."

So Murphy could only explain: "Peace talks mean that everyone puts aside their disputes and stops fighting each other."

"And Pique beside me will stop wreaking havoc on your body."

The pure white ball of light suddenly realized: "So this is a peace talk."

"I will make peace now, I will make peace now."

"Bad guy! I want to have peace talks with you."

Murphy said helplessly: "Peace talks are not like this, they must be sincere, and he is not a bad person, but your Uncle Peake."

"Hurry up and apologize to your Uncle Pique."

The pure white ball of light wondered: "What is an apology?"

Murphy could only continue to explain: "Apologizing means expressing regret for your attack on Pique just now and providing compensation."

"Do you understand what regret and compensation are?"

Murphy suspected that the will of the plane might still not be understood.

He was also impatient to teach the will of the plane one by one like a child.

So a bunch of information was directly packaged and sent to the pure white ball of light.

After receiving Murphy's information, which can be called an encyclopedia of life, the pure white light ball completely understood this time: "I understand, Father God."

"Uncle Pique, I'm sorry."

"This is my compensation for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pure white light ball instantly glowed brightly, like the dawn of dawn,
A powerful energy was released from the light ball and shot in the direction of the Lord of Dreams.

The Lord of Dreams wanted to resist. After all, being shot by an unknown energy was not necessarily a good thing.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't bother to resist.

It's a big deal to do it all over again.

What are you afraid of?
And he didn't feel any malice from the pure white ball of light.

So the Lord of Dreams chose to stand still and receive the baptism of energy.

When the bright light enveloped the Lord of Dreams, his body began to become blurred in the light, as if he was integrated with the light.

An extremely comfortable feeling emerged from the depths of the Dream Lord's soul.

In an instant all his psychological wounds were repaired.

It was as if he had never experienced the abuse of the sun.

The Lord of Dreams asked curiously: "What kind of material energy is this? It is so miraculous that it can quickly repair the injuries in my soul."

Murphy said in shock: "What? Your mental injury has been restored just because of the energy just now."

The Lord of Illusions affirmed: "That's right."

"The repair speed was very fast and it was completely restored to its undamaged appearance."

The pure white ball of light said: "I don't know what it's called either."

"Anyway, it is a part of my body."

"Its function is to calm the mind."

"This space was originally even more chaotic than it is now."

"I used these substances to make some corrections."

“And carve out a permanent point of balance where I am.”

Murphy instantly realized that this must be some kind of cherished legendary material, so he asked the will of the plane: "Is there any more?"

"My consciousness is that you can still produce these substances?"

At this moment, he is able to repair mental damage based on this material's properties.

I already understand the usefulness of this material.

A legendary manifester develops legendary powers in the same way a legendary caster develops legendary spells.

It can cause damage to the soul.

If it's serious, it will be downgraded.

Therefore, you can have legendary materials that can quickly repair your soul.

Legendary level manifestors can quickly tap legendary level abilities and quickly increase their strength.

Therefore, this material is no less useful to the legendary manifester than an artifact.

The pure white light ball said apologetically: "Father God, I'm sorry, I don't have it here anymore."

"I was born with it."

"The material was produced very quickly at that time."

"It's a lot all at once."

"Although you can still generate it now, it is extremely slow."

"It takes about 100 years to get one-tenth of what it was just now."

100 years?

This is too long, Murphy was only born two years ago.

100 years later, he himself doesn't know what kind of strength he will reach.

However, the Lord of Fantasy's eyes lit up after hearing this. For him who lived long enough, 100 years was nothing.

It's just a matter of getting some sleep.

He also realized the value of this material.

Selling it to a legendary manifester will make a fortune.

Murphy regretted: "Forget it."

"Pik, dispel your spell now."

"Now that my child has apologized to you."

"Then as an elder, you shouldn't worry about everything."

The Lord of Dreams was speechless at Murphy's words, but he obediently dispelled the spell that destroyed the plane.

And after the spell ends.

The energy that was destroying the plane instantly disappeared without a trace.

As for the remaining wounds.

As long as there is no obstruction from the energy of the Lord of Dreams, it can be repaired quickly with the power of the will of the plane.

Murphy said solemnly: "Now that your life and death problem has been solved."

"Then now comes the most important moment."

"How on earth were you born?"

　I still underestimated myself.Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, just after the holiday, I drove for a day, shopping, visiting relatives, mainly visiting the elderly, eating and drinking in the evening.I'm more tired than I am at work.Forget it, I'll make up for it tomorrow, it shouldn't be so busy tomorrow.You can get normal vacation time.Finally, I wish all book friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)