Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 708 A Letter from the Wasteland

"I can't give you a definite answer to this question, because I don't know either," Scáthach said softly. "It's just a guess by the gods, a guess that hasn't been confirmed yet."

"I see..."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

"Thinking about the nature of nightmares now is still too far off." Tang Zijun's voice was low and clear. "The more pressing and potentially solvable problem before us is the Great Old Ones themselves, and the breeding ground in which they were born."

His gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Scáthach's all-seeing purple eyes. "It's better to guide than to block. Since the accumulation of negative energy in the dream world is the root cause, let's give it an outlet."

He paused for a moment, then threw out a plan that instantly stunned everyone.

"I plan to... bring the reversed world over and 'border' it with the dream world."

"What?!" Qin Nan was the first to exclaim in surprise.

His dark eyes widened in disbelief, as if he had heard something utterly unbelievable. "Tang Zijun! You...you're not feverish, are you? Bringing the Reverse World here? How is that possible?!"

Tangcao's pupils were also filled with confusion. "Yeah, brother, this, this is impossible. The dream world is a realm constructed purely of spirit and illusion, like a soap bubble, while the reverse world is a reflection of the real world, the dark side of the rules of the material universe. How can a soap bubble be joined to a crack in a stone? The dimensional rules are completely different. Even the gods can't do it."

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Scáthach's purple eyes narrowed slightly, and for the first time, a clear interest appeared on her cold face.

Unlike the others, she didn't directly question him, but waited for Tang Zijun's explanation. She keenly grasped the key point in Tang Zijun's words: he wasn't talking nonsense, but based on some newly acquired power.

Faced with the shock and doubt of the crowd, Tang Zijun, with a calmness that seemed to possess a disruptive power, slowly raised his right hand, palm up.

Om-!

A wisp of viscous, dark, polluted water, exuding a faint aura of blasphemy, condensed and swirled in his palm like a living thing. This was no ordinary sewage, but a highly concentrated filth containing the essence of the chaotic power of the sleeping lord of the deep sea.

"The gods can't do it because they use pure, orderly divine power or magic," Tang Zijun's voice carried a calmness that analyzed the rules. "But the power of the Great Old Ones is chaos, corruption, and the distortion of the rules themselves."

The polluted water in his palm suddenly boiled, its surface not reflecting the image of the clock tower, but violently twisting and churning, as if desperately repelling something. Beneath the surface, countless fragmented thoughts of madness, pain, and despair were faintly shrieking.

"Look at the reflection in the water." Tang Zijun pointed her finger at the boiling, polluted surface. "It's no longer clear, no longer stable, filled with chaos and repulsion. It tries to reflect reality or dreams, but its own filth distorts the rules of the reflection."

He clenched his fist suddenly.

The mass of polluted water was instantly compressed to its limit, transforming into a continuously spinning, dark water sphere radiating intense, ominous energy.

"The power of the slumbering lord of the deep sea allows me to actively utilize this distortion."

"I can do this in waters I've polluted, such as oceans, rivers, and even those recently tainted by the power of evil gods..."

"In the reflection of any water that carries enough negative spiritual energy..."

He pressed down hard with his left hand, which was holding the dark water sphere.

It didn't smash into the ground, but rather pressed against the shallow, inconspicuous reflection of the clock tower's bricks in the corner shadows beneath everyone's feet.

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Just as Tang Zijun's palm lightly pressed against the reflection of that small puddle in the air.

The once calm reflection in the puddles suddenly boiled, twisted, and expanded, like a drop of water thrown into a pot of boiling oil. Thick bubbles rose wildly from the surface, and the color instantly changed from transparent to a murky dark red. Even more terrifying was that the small reflection in the puddles seemed to have become a window to an unknown abyss. A cold, deathly, and ominous aura, like a tangible gust of cold wind, suddenly gushed out from that window, causing everyone's clothes to flutter.

Deep within the window, the inverted and distorted outline of the city, the gray sky, and the shattered sun are faintly visible.

Although the window lasted for less than a second before collapsing and disappearing rapidly after Tang Zijun withdrew her power, leaving only the stagnant water even more murky, the fleeting glimpse of the scene and its atmosphere was already enough to shock people.

"With this..." Tang Zijun withdrew his hand, the dark water sphere in his palm vanishing without a trace. He looked at everyone, his voice regaining its calmness, yet carrying an undeniable power. "...to open a 'passage' to the Reversed World."

"There's no need to force a collision between the two worlds; all you need to do is open these distorted doors in the reflections of the polluted nodes (waters or mental stagnation points contaminated by the power of evil gods) that permeate the dream world."

"The massive amount of negative energy that accumulates in the dream world, is unmanageable, and will give birth to the Great Old Ones." He pointed to the murky pool of water, as if he could see countless similar portals in the future. "Through these distorted, reflective channels, it flows continuously into the Inverted World."

"The Reversed World is essentially one of the dumping grounds for negative energy in the real world." Tang Zijun's gaze swept over Scáthach. "Its rules are inherently designed to accommodate this negative spiritual energy, personifying it as individuals like the greedy. To it, this is an increase in 'food,' an 'enrichment,' not a burden."

"And for us..." He took a deep breath. "...This means the dream world has a floodgate," a place for negative energy to go, a relatively safe outlet for the 'poison of civilizations' that has accumulated over millions of years, enough to give birth to the Great Old Ones. As long as these channels are kept open and maintained, the soil from which the Great Old Ones are born will be fundamentally removed."

"This plan sounds good, but..."

Little Gray's clear, worried voice broke the brief atmosphere of hope as his little wings pointed towards the puddles that still smelled of filth.

"If all the negative energy is discharged into the Reverse World... wouldn't that create countless new greedy beings there? Or even more terrifying monsters? Don't forget how evil and terrifying those things are! They..."

As Xiao Hui was speaking, he suddenly realized something, abruptly turning to look at Tang Zijun. A flicker of panic flashed in his blue eyes, and his voice stammered, "Uh, brother! I... I wasn't targeting you! I was talking about those primal, purely greedy people..."

Tang Zijun raised his hand and waved it gently, indicating that Xiao Hui didn't need to be nervous. There was no offended look on his face, but rather an understanding one.

"Your concerns are valid, Little Grey." His self-glow swept across the crowd, finally settling on the slightly rotating, eerie blue chaotic core at his waist. "Injecting negative energy into the Reversal World will indeed accelerate the creation of negative spiritual aggregates like the Greedy Ones. It's like dumping garbage from one landfill into an even larger one. While it solves our congestion problem here, it might create mountains of garbage over there, or even unleash something far more terrifying."

He paused, then changed the subject, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the cold surface of his belt: "However, we do have 'garbage disposal plants'."

"Tree of Life, Trova." As Tang Zijun uttered this name, a deep green glint flashed in her eyes. "She is one of the cornerstones of life and order on Olympus, possessing the most primal power of purification and creation. Previously, the power she granted me was fundamentally about life and purification."

He raised his hand, palm up. This time, it was no longer the filthy water, but a faint yet pure emerald green light that invigorated the soul. This light, like the tenderest leaf bud, exuded a gentle yet resilient purifying aura.

"As long as the projection of the Tree of Life's power is anchored near the reflection passage between the Reversed World and the Dream World, or directly at a key node in the Reversed World," Tang Zijun's voice carried a certain confidence in constructing a blueprint. "It can act like the most powerful filter and purifier, continuously dissolving and transforming the negative spiritual energy discharged in, turning the 'sewage' filled with malice into relatively harmless 'medium water' that can be slowly absorbed and transformed by the Reversed World's own rules, and even into nutrients that nourish new life!"

The emerald green light in his palm flickered slightly, as if echoing his words.

"If the amount discharged is too large, exceeding the instantaneous purification capacity of the Tree of Life's projection..." Tang Zijun's gaze shifted to the silent Scáthach beside her, a subtle smile playing on her lips. "...We also have backup spillways and sedimentation tanks."

Scáthach raised her crimson eyes slightly, as if she had already guessed Tang Zijun's intentions.

"The Shadow World—the Land of Shadows." Tang Zijun's voice carried a hint of respect for the power of her allies. "It is a peculiar realm that exists outside of regular spacetime. As the original underworld, it inherently possesses the characteristics of containing, settling, and even utilizing specific negative energies."

He looked at Scáthach, his tone deliberate. "Your Majesty, if the purification pressure on the Tree of Life becomes too great, could we divert some of the excessively violent or unusual streams of negative energy through specific Shadow rifts, temporarily channeling them into the Deep Sea of ​​Shadows in the Land of Shadows for settling and gradual release? Of course, the specific procedures and safety will require your approval and control."

Scáthach did not answer immediately. Her purple eyes were fixed on the emerald light of life in Tang Zijun's palm, as if piercing through the void and scrutinizing the endless shadowy territory of the Land of Shadows.

A moment later, the corners of her frozen lips turned up slightly.

She didn't say anything, but simply raised a hand covered in shadow armor and made a vague gesture towards a thick shadow next to the clock tower!

Sizzle—!

Like tearing fabric, the shadow was suddenly ripped open with a narrow rift, its edges flowing with a dark purple light. A cold, deathly aura of pure shadow, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, emanated from it. Deep within the rift, one could vaguely see an endless, slowly flowing ocean, like liquid darkness—the deep shadow sea of ​​the Shadow Kingdom. It was like a bottomless abyss, radiating a powerful force of containment and silence.

The tear existed for only a moment before it healed as quickly as a wound, but this silent demonstration was the best answer.

"You decide."

Upon hearing Scáthach's words, Tang Zijun withdrew his hand, the emerald light disappearing into his palm. He looked around at everyone, his voice filled with an unprecedented sense of power.

"Therefore, as long as the Reverse World and the Dream World are connected through the Polluted Reflection Channel, supplemented by the core purification of the Tree of Life, plus the Shadow Kingdom as a safe and redundant pressure relief valve" and the Sedimentation Pool."

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"The deadly poison of civilization accumulated in the dream world will be effectively channeled and purified, and the cradle of the Great Old Ones will be completely destroyed. Even if the existing monsters cannot be eliminated immediately, they will be like poisonous weeds removed from the soil, losing their continuous nourishment, their power will gradually weaken, and they will eventually wither and die on their own."

The plan was good, but Scáthach still raised some concerns.

"Bridging the dream world and the reversed world is essentially about bridging the dream world (illusion) and the real universe (matter)."

A bridge has been built between the "reflection" dimension (the inverted world), which is equivalent to indirectly opening a back door between the dream world and the real world.

She looked directly into Tang Zijun's eyes and said softly.

"And that nightmare that tore through the void and looms over the real world," its existence has already permeated the shadows of the real universe, and once this passage exists stably..."

"He...will never let go of this excellent springboard for invasion. The real world will face an unprecedented, direct, and immeasurable catastrophic impact, which may be even more direct and deadly than the threat of the Great Old Ones!"

Tang Zijun's smile faded, and she nodded solemnly.

"I understand." His voice was low. "This risk cannot be ignored, so this plan cannot just be a brute-force effort; we need...theoretical support."

"We need a method, a technology, or a filter" that can effectively channel negative energy while absolutely isolating the existence of nightmares and utilizing this channel. This involves the deep laws of dimensional barriers, information shielding, and even existence-level access control...

This requirement sounds almost impossible to fulfill.

Just then—

A voice appeared in Tang Zijun's mind.

It was Katie who used the deep spiritual connection she had established with Tang Zijun to directly transmit the message.

Brother, Suolin urgently sent a message: her inter-universe deep space probe has captured a directional high-dimensional information packet from the wasteland universe. The signal is encrypted multiple times, but the core content has been deciphered. It seems to be looking for you.

Upon hearing this, Tang Zijun suddenly raised her head, a slight smile appearing on her face.

"Speak of the devil and he appears..."

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