Wizards pursue the truth

"Great! The enemy can't even get close to Lord Nightmare Wizard. The defensive field is in place. We've won."

The wizards belonging to the Conqueror's Heart faction were all overjoyed, and many of them began to cheer.

The Pale Hand still has a considerable number of official wizards remaining and has conquered some medium-sized corners of the Dreamlands, but it is no longer able to achieve greater feats.

The various events that occurred in the Sword Realm were either due to the Nightmare Tree or something the Nightmare Wizard deliberately wanted them to see.

The fall and sealing of each Star Wizard are laid bare.

"Could it be that we, the Pale Hand, have truly been defeated?"

"Dream Wizard, Sky Wizard is so powerful, how could he possibly lose? We, the Pale Hand, shouldn't have lost."

Some people couldn't believe the result, their faces showing pain, as reality dealt a blow to their minds and bodies.

"It's over, everything is over."

Someone exclaimed, "Wait a minute, look at that opposing archmage, something seems off."

"That's... the sword that's stuck in the tree. It's moved; it's acting on its own."

"I knew it, I knew that the Dream Wizard wouldn't lose so easily. The war is still going on. The Dream Wizard has already invaded the enemy's consciousness and used that sword to deliver the final blow."

The remaining wizard with the pale hand had a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

At the center of the black and white sun, the enormous Nightmare Tree seemed to be caught in a struggle of consciousness, like a great Nightmare Wizard. The Dream Sword pierced into the blade trembled slightly, though very faintly, it was real, as if the sword possessed its own instincts and consciousness, wanting to break free from the Nightmare Tree.

If that were all, it wouldn't be anything special, but the sword, after being drawn, was aimed at the back of the Nightmare Wizard.

At this moment, both the pale-handed wizard and the war-loving wizard fixed their gazes on the sword.

The former was joyful, while the latter was furious, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

No one expected this to happen. Everything was developing in a positive direction. The Nightmare Wizard displayed boundless power, sealing and suppressing the four Star Wizards. However, when he fought the last Star Wizard, he was betrayed by his own sword.

Especially at such a critical moment, one gets caught in a battle of consciousness, losing touch with the outside world and control over the body.

"Knowing you as I do, such a mistake shouldn't happen."

The Ghostlight Wizard's fingernails dug into his palm, his gaze fixed on the sword and the figure.

The Nightmare Tree was granted secure access by the Nightmare Wizard, making it immune to the influence of the Black and White Matter Domain. This also gave the sword an opportunity to launch an attack unaffected by the domain.

The attack was not from the outside, but from within.

"Wang Ya, you've always been so powerful, so incredible. Your meticulous mind would never make such a mistake. I believe that sword is your goal, something you need. You shouldn't be unaware of the tricks involved."

Extremely cold, dark particle energy surfaced on the skin, indirectly affecting the surrounding dream void. The Dark Wizard's breathing became increasingly heavy. In the scene before his eyes, the sword seemed to have locked onto the attack position, determined to kill with a single blow. The sword gleamed with the unique dream power luster of the Dream Wizard's path, of extremely high quality, and seemed to also possess some kind of obliteration ability on the mind and spirit.

"Wang Ya, you wouldn't make such a mistake. What are you thinking? What are you plotting?"

Chi Chi!

The Sword of Dreams launched an attack, its blade emitting a white flame that reflected a rainbow of colors. In each color, a middle-aged face appeared, its expression cold and its eyes filled with resentful killing intent.

The iridescent light merged into the white flames and then receded into the depths of the sword.

The sword vanished, its speed becoming undetectable and even surpassing the True Spirit Wizard's burning true spirit form.

The black and white matter domain lasted for a certain period of time. At this moment, the Nightmare Grand Wizard was at his most powerful, even without conscious control over his body. The existence of witchcraft made him invincible from the start. No external object could touch his body; it would be torn apart and pulverized by the domain in advance, becoming part of the mass.

Attacks originating from within are not included in the judgment.

The aura of the Ghostly Wizard surged the moment the sword launched its attack, and its particle energy nearly became chaotic.

Some warlike wizards in a corner of this dreamscape looked at the Ghostly Wizard with dread and fear.

The Ghostlight Wizard ultimately did not make a move, holding his breath.

Their gazes remained fixed on the Nightmare Wizard, observing the subsequent changes.

Just a moment ago, the Nightmare Mark was triggered, which is why she didn't make a move.

A seven-colored light bloomed at Wang Ya's heart, the dreamlike sword pierced through his body, and a terrifying obliterating and twisting power took effect.

Wang Ya's originally calm face changed, twitching slightly as if he was enduring something, making him appear somewhat ferocious.

The wizards, who were eager for conquest, were filled with trepidation, barely daring to breathe, for fear that something might happen to the Nightmare Wizard.

In his heart, he was calling out, "Nightmare Wizard!"

"Hey, hey, hey, this is no joke, Wang Ya, don't be so arrogant." The Blood Wizard, who was also affected by the Nightmare Mark, was filled with worry.

Within the Nightmare Dream Pagoda Realm.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, rain poured down, and dark clouds raged across the sky and earth with the wind. All signs and phenomena seemed like divine punishment, and the matter and things on the earth were collapsing and shattering.

Two spiritual ideologies are colliding with each other, and the power of dreams is also fighting against each other and eroding each other in the most essential and crudest way.

It must be said that the Dream Wizard is indeed a veteran Star Wizard, whose accumulated spiritual consciousness surpasses that of the Nightmare Wizard. However, in the home world of magic, the Nightmare Wizard still has the upper hand.

Neither side intended to communicate; both were giving their all, unleashing their full power until death.

Chi Chi!

The black flames burned everything, water vapor evaporated, matter dissipated, and the Dream Wizard even felt his own consciousness being burned and his existence disappearing. If this flame was not stopped, the consequences would be dire.

These black flames are none other than the Nightmare Demon Calamity.

Using the spirit, consciousness, and soul as fuel, they are burned to ashes, and the dream wizards in reality will also die in sync.

The premise is that all its illusions have been burned away.

Of course, the Dream Wizard would not allow the demonic calamity to develop. The powerful essence of the blossoming stage, which is the core of dreams itself, was projected and reflected into the Floating Pagoda Realm. To a certain extent, they were on equal footing and could influence each other's illusions.

It was an enormous, blooming flower, its branches thick yet seemingly formless and intangible. Each petal reflected a corresponding object, existing in the scene, and then appearing.

Green flames, blue waterfalls, and thunderous roars—all the accumulation and foundation of the Dream Wizard shaped the four petals. Combined with the bud corresponding to his own existence, if a Dream Wizard reaches the level of a Radiant Moon Wizard, the fruit he bears will be a three-leaf fruit.

A dream wizard who has just reached the level of a Star Wizard will condense the most important characteristic of the Dream Core into a petal; and then through a long period of accumulation, fill in more petals, and completely shape the characteristics existing in the Dream Core, or the characteristic petals that the wizard wants to condense.

Once everything is perfected and the wizard senses the predetermined destiny of the dream's core, he can then attempt to condense the fruit.

Wang Ya had not truly reached the Flowering stage; he did not possess this power and could only watch as the other party invaded the Nightmare Dream Pagoda Realm, expanding its own power domain.

If he also blossoms, the opponent will not be able to spread out the range of his power so easily.

I've come to realize my shortcomings.

He was suppressed by the opponent's cultivation level.

Wang Ya also felt a little strange.

The home advantage still exists.

The bubble world can supply power at any time.

Elemental powers can also be used.

The demonic fire was gradually resisted and extinguished by the specific effects displayed in the three-colored petal image: lightning, blue water, and true fire. The inherent power of the demonic fire prevented one side from overwhelming the other due to the difference in their levels.

"Dream Wizard, you are the last glimmer of pale light, have you made up your mind to burn out completely here?"

Unlike other Star Wizards, the Dream Wizard is a Dream Wizard, possessing the ability to leave the Sword Realm, return to reality, and preserve the last flame of the Pale Hand.

In other words, it's an admission of utter defeat. With his abilities, he could keep the remaining embers alive and continue, but whether they could grow stronger remained to be seen.

"You can try to extinguish the last flames of the pale one and see if you can burn yourself to ashes."

The Dream Wizard did not want to talk to the other party, so he used all his strength to fight fast and fast, keeping the other party's thoughts and energy completely distracted.

However, the other party's words still failed to keep the Dream Wizard calm, causing him to utter a cold remark.

As soon as he finished speaking, his brows furrowed, realizing he had fallen into the other person's linguistic trap.

"Further words are unnecessary. The outcome of this battle rests on our shoulders. Let's decide the victor."

The terrifying lightning, the surging blue water, and the burning true fire—on that blooming dream flower, the strange phenomena manifested to their extreme, becoming absolute reality. The entire Floating Pagoda Realm seemed to be filled and overturned by these three elements. Unimaginable dream power erupted, attempting to break through this special world.

One unexpected aspect of the Dream Wizard's calculations was that the Floating Pagoda Realm failed to gain a dominant position, either by erasing the opponent's consciousness or by maintaining a protracted battle rhythm that kept the opponent constantly on the run.

"To possess such witchcraft in a realm shaped by consciousness and spirit—this enemy's foundation is truly terrifying."

"We still don't know their identity or which wizarding faction they belong to."

The Dream Wizard's thoughts vanished, and his emotions showed no flaw whatsoever. The perfect plan was to get involved himself.

The pale hand has done it.

He also wanted to finish the last bit.

To execute the decisive blow.

Boom!

Lightning cleaved the sky, and the churning blue water obliterated everything in the Floating Pagoda Realm. Its foundation was indeed affected, and the world began to turn upside down, as if it would shatter at any moment, exposing the spiritual consciousness of the Nightmare Grand Wizard.

The True Fire, which protects the Dream Wizard's true spirit form, was not used. If the flower were to have problems, or be killed or destroyed, he would also suffer severe damage. What the Dream Wizard fears is the black flame, which is linked to the erasure of reality, and he absolutely cannot allow it to touch the Dream Flower.

Chi Chi!

The real fire and the black flames collided and canceled each other out. The high temperature revealed its physical properties, and the collision and spread of heat shook this special spiritual world to the point of almost shattering it.

Wang Ya's expression turned serious. He felt an unprecedented strain. If he wasn't careful, the Nightmare Dream Pagoda Realm might really be destroyed by the enemy.

This is the real world, and also an illusory world. It is also his dream magic, which is a very important part of his own strength. It also plays an important role in some future experimental plans, so it cannot afford to have any major problems.

The patterns resembling those of an ancient, nightmare-like tree appeared in his pupils.

The first level of the Nightmare True Spirit Mark grants control over reality, giving absolute control over the surrounding environment, territory, and airspace.

This is a power that most true spirit wizards possess.

A few powerful and outstanding wizards are able to possess the second layer of True Spirit power, which is only available to Star Wizards, at the True Spirit Wizard level.

If one steps into the Starry Sky level, the power of the second layer of true spirit will be further enhanced, fundamentally improved, and will be more powerful than the true spirit power of other Starry Sky wizards; the power of the second layer of true spirit will transform into a second-tier true spirit.

Wang Ya not only possessed the second level of True Spirit power, but he even possessed the third level of True Spirit power when he became a formal wizard.

The third layer of true spiritual power allowed him to glimpse the boundless power belonging to the Radiant Moon Wizard.

Of course, the current situation is not enough for him to unleash the power of the third layer of true spirit.

The second layer of Nightmare True Spirit Power is a True Spirit Realm that can be illusory and can be changed and reset.

The Divine Dream Wizard's True Spirit Domain has now been expanded. Whether it is lightning, fire, or blue water, they are all powerful phenomena and part of his Divine Dream True Spirit Domain.

They are aggressively trying to eliminate and erase everything about Wang Ya.

"Yes, that's it. Unleash your power, your second-tier true spirit power."

The Dream Wizard, amidst the true fire, had his expressionless face now burning intensely. His gaze was fixed on the spreading endless black flames, and the aura of that elemental energy true form was expanding.

He could sense the loss of his power, and the entire area of ​​the Floating Pagoda Realm that he originally occupied was being altered.

He didn't care, simply because his second-tier True Spirit power was also special.

They were eagerly anticipating this moment.

"I've seen everything about you; you've run out of cards to play."

"The pale afterglow will continue, and the despicable man will die here."

The Dream Wizard's pupils were bloodshot, and a smile played on his lips. "I won."

Second-tier True Spirit Power.

—The Eyes of Divine Dreams

His eyes reflected the black flames, as if he saw through everything and grasped the essence within—the figure of the Nightmare Wizard.

The existence of spirit, consciousness, and soul.

His insight cannot be stopped or concealed.

The moment you see it, it's already locked in.

Just like the arrow of a dream, locking onto and attacking.

The true spiritual power of all formal wizards is the same, laying the foundation for future strength.

The second-tier true spirit of the Star Wizard already possesses the qualifications to display special abilities.

This is his second-tier true spirit ability.

"Teacher, it's up to you now! Use your power of annihilation to obliterate him!"

The sword, gleaming with seven-colored light, pierced through this special space of consciousness, striking its locked target at a speed exceeding picoseconds and even femtoseconds. (End of Chapter)