I can find treasures in my dreams.

Chapter 676 A Win
This moment.

High Knight Alre's heart pounded, and his scalp tingled.

The hands and feet of all the poor people looked very strange; some had their shoulder and knee joints reversed, while others had their hands and feet switched.

Their eyes, noses, and mouths are all slightly crooked.

Their faces were contorted in an almost exaggerated way, looking as if they were crying or laughing wildly.

If it were only one or a few poor people like this, Alre wouldn't think much of it.

But there were too many poor people in front of him, numbering at least several thousand. Even though he was a high-ranking knight, he was still frightened when he suddenly saw this scene.

next moment.

The poor people shouted in unison, their voices sharp and piercing: "Alre, I curse you!"

Countless voices converged, like a thunderclap, suddenly exploding in Alred's soul.

The knight cried out "Ah!"

After he finished shouting, Alre suddenly realized that all the poor people had disappeared, as if it had all been an illusion.

The conference room and the subordinates who had attended the meeting reappeared before him, and everyone stared at the town's garrison commander with bewildered expressions.

Alre swallowed hard and forced a smile: "Everyone, I just remembered something important, so I was a little distracted. Let's continue now."

He knew in his heart that there was probably something wrong with his soul, otherwise he wouldn't have seen the illusions, nor would he have heard the vicious curses of the poor.

Alre quickly gave a few instructions and then hastily announced the end of the meeting.

He immediately stood up and performed a short-distance teleportation, directly entering the quiet room where he usually cultivated.

Alre activated a powerful arcane technique for monitoring souls in the shortest time.

His soul's shadow took a step and actually stepped out of his body, their two pairs of eyes meeting.

Alre glanced at it once, and his old face was filled with shock.

Above the head of the Shadow of Souls, a faint black line appeared, vaguely resembling a chain, stretching into the distance.

Clearly, he had been cursed with some kind of malevolent curse without his knowledge.

Alre couldn't help but curse, "Damn it!"

He understood perfectly well that the curse was very likely related to the many untouchables who had been killed.

No wonder the lowly people rushed to their deaths one after another; it turns out they wanted to perish together with themselves.

The culprit behind all this must be that terrible nightmare enemy.

Alre could no longer sit still: "No! I must seek help from the Holy Heaven Palace immediately."

This was a method he had never seen before, and it overturned his understanding. He knew very well that he could not fight against the Nightmare enemy by relying solely on his own strength.

but.

It's too late.

Alre took out a crystal ball from his spatial equipment and was about to activate it when he suddenly found that the surroundings had gone dark again.

Once again, a vast, dark mass of impoverished people appeared.

This time they were even closer, and they completely surrounded the knight.

"Alre, we curse you!"

With that sound, Alre immediately saw that the chains above the Shadow of Souls' head became clearer.

The ocean of his soul told him that a deadly crisis was approaching.

Alre was horrified, and he did two things as quickly as possible.

The first thing he did was activate a powerful artifact called the Heart of the Ice God.

With a loud "bang," layers upon layers of hexagonal ice shields, appearing in an illusory state, emerged one after another.

In an instant, more than a thousand ice shields appeared, completely enveloping Alre.

This is a treasure bestowed by Venerable Valata of the Ice Soul, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a low-level Venerable.

The second thing he did was activate the crystal ball and urgently seek help from His Holiness the Venerable One.

"Om~"

The crystal ball vibrated. A point of light flashed out from inside the ball and rose straight upwards.

Under normal circumstances, the light spot should disappear, and by using the power of the world to remotely jump to the Holy Heaven Palace, His Majesty the Venerable One will receive the message.

But something abnormal happened.

The light spot had moved less than ten meters before it stopped and remained suspended motionless in mid-air.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of a real heartbeat came from all directions, echoing in the knight's ears.

With each heartbeat, the chests of all the poor would swell high, so much so that they seemed ready to burst at any moment.

Alre's heart sank deeply.

Ruined!
He had realized that the curse of the poor sacrificing their souls seemed to have dragged him into another dimension, which was why the crystal ball could not contact His Holiness.

*
Inside Dream Island.

Zhao Xiaoying witnessed the entire process of Alre being dragged into the chamber of resentment.

The other party, being a high-ranking knight, was completely unaware until the moment he was dragged in, prompting the long-legged girl to exclaim in admiration, "Honey, the secret technique you created is amazing!"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "The curse originating from the dream world is naturally more concealed than the curse in the real world. In addition, I am quite proficient in soul secrets, so I was able to hide it from Alre's perception."

Zhao Xiaoying pressed further, "Why is the curse in the dream world more insidious?"

Yang Fan explained, "The projection of the soul in the illusionary world contains a part of the subconscious reflection. If one does not master dream-related abilities, the subconscious reflection is either undefended or has very low defense, making it easy to break through."

"As long as we can seep into Alre's subconscious through his dreams, we can do a little something to make Alre ignore the various abnormalities that are happening to him."

Zhao Xiaoying suddenly realized: "No wonder Alre has been in a daze several times these past few days, but he didn't notice anything wrong at all."

She naturally understood that what her partner meant by "playing a little trick in the subconscious" was definitely not a "little trick," but a secret method at an unimaginably high level.

Yang Fan stared into the room of resentment and suddenly sighed, "The Ice Soul Venerable has backed down."

*
Almost at the same time.

Valata let out a long sigh.

The moment Alre was dragged in, the Venerable realized that he had lost completely in the first round of the Venerable Game.

He could tell at a glance that even if he took action, Alre would surely die.

The logic here is as follows:

Once he takes action, he can indeed destroy the resentment in the heart.

The consequence, however, is that he will be exposed, and that terrifying Dream Master will gain a valuable first-strike opportunity.

At the Venerable level, the combat assistance provided by the Primordial Spirit gives the first move a significant advantage.

And then.

The seven-colored serpent that previously killed a knight will take the opportunity to drag Alre into the dream realm, where he will still be unable to escape death.

soon.

A terrifying vision appeared in the chambers of resentment.

Amidst cries of "I curse you," the numerous distorted poor people merged into one, directly swallowing Alre whole.

"Ah~"

The latter wailed for a while, then fell silent.

he died!
Although Varata had expected this, his face was still extremely grim.

He racked his brains trying to figure out a way to counter the enemy's move, but to no avail.

In other words, the enemy could use this method to kill most of the knights of this civilization one by one.

The enemy's use of dreams to instill rebellious ideas in the poor and lower classes will, in the long run, greatly shake the foundation of this civilization.

Valata felt deeply that this was the most dangerous enemy he had ever encountered.

He pondered for a moment, then murmured, "Perhaps I can find an outside help."

By joining forces, the two Venerable Ones can easily deal with the enemy's tactics; this is the simplest and most effective method.

(End of this chapter)