I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Chapter 179 The Superior! The Terrifying Armitage

It's not that Ivan doesn't trust Dr. Armitage.

There are just some things that are not suitable to be said outright.

Just as Richard said before, even those from the same sect should keep some secrets.

To prevent being discovered and wiped out in one fell swoop.

Armitage didn't ask any further questions, and led Ivan out of the meditation room and into the room next door.

Unlike the meditation room, the room next door has all sorts of strange structures on the floor and walls.

These structures are pieced together from stones of different regions and with different structures.

This creates a unique space where the entire floor, ceiling, and surrounding walls appear to be compressed by various stones.

These stones are also inlaid with various gemstones and engraved with various complex runes.

In the center of the uneven ground was a small altar.

A strange statue is enshrined above.

It is about the size of a human head, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, long ears and short hair, and looks quite distorted and ugly.

"Doctor, this is—" Evan asked with some curiosity.

Armitage stepped forward, bowed, and then spoke.

"Spiritual shocks recover more slowly in the material world."

"But recovery is faster in the dream world."

"Because that is the source of all the extraordinary, the barrier separating the material from the extraordinary, and the wall protecting the people."

"Now that you've just become an expert, you need to recover quickly from the state of spiritual shock."

"I'll take you on a tour of the Dreamland and explain some more in-depth things to you."

As he said this, Armitage's lips curled up slightly, his aged and kind face carrying a hint of pride and bravery from his youthful past.

"You want to know what level I'm at and what my profession is? Then come and take a look together."

As he spoke, Armitage raised his hand and placed it on the statue.

"By touching this statue, I can take you to the Dreamland and broaden your horizons."

Evan walked over curiously and asked, "Doctor, Senior Sister Hill said that entering the Dream Realm isn't that easy."

"You can go in by touching this thing here?"

Armitage explained with a smile, "The entire room was built using special magic array stones, and it connects to a branch of the ley lines in Newhafen."

"This statue is dedicated to a deity of the gods of dreams."

"As native species in the Dream Realm, they are not very powerful, but due to their special status, they can help us cross between reality and the Dream Realm."

As Evan listened, he stood to the side. The moment Armitage placed his palm on it, Evan immediately felt the surrounding scenery begin to distort rapidly, followed by an overwhelming fog.

During this process, Ivan asked curiously, "Are these dream gods in danger?"

Armitage remained calm: "Generally speaking, the gods of the dream realm are not dangerous to humans; they are considered the weakest gods in the entire dream realm."

"Although these guys are called the Dream Gods, they are quite diverse in quality."

"Powerful dream gods can influence half of the dream realm, while weaker dream gods can be defeated by ordinary humans who are slightly stronger."

Ivan was taken aback: "Huh? That weak?"

Armitage nodded: "Throughout the entire Dreamland, the gods are broadly divided into four types."

"The Old Gods, the Great Old Ones, the Outer Gods, and the Dream Gods."

"To put it simply, you can distinguish these gods based on their affiliation and nature."

"First and foremost are the Old Gods."

"You can think of them as the gods who were born through constant praise throughout the history of human development."

"They belong to the past mythological era, to the gods who were born in this world because of humankind."

"The Old Gods are inherently hostile to the Outer Gods, and they tend to remain relatively neutral in their dealings with humanity."

Ivan nodded knowingly: "They are the gods that exist in the myths of various civilizations, such as Odin, Horus, and Quetzalcoatl."

Armitage nodded: "Yes, but not all of these gods in mythology are Old Gods."

"Because in the future you will find that many of the gods you are familiar with are actually the Great Old Ones."

"The Old Gods have existed for as long as human history, while the Great Old Ones have existed since ancient times."

Ivan nodded vigorously to show he understood, and Armitage continued.

"Secondly, there are the Great Old Ones."

"The origin of this group is currently unknown, but they generally hold a hostile stance towards humanity."

"Although some individuals do show some friendliness towards humans, such as the ghoul king."

"But many of the Great Old Ones and their followers viewed humans as sacrifices and food."

Ivan silently recited several titles: "King in Yellow, Lord of R'lyeh, King of Grim Bones —"

Armitage continued: "The Outer Gods, on the other hand, originate from the universe outside our planet."

"Their abilities should be the most powerful among these kinds of gods."

"However, due to some special limitations, they cannot manifest in the material world in a regular way, and can only walk in the material world through some incarnations, which may be stronger or weaker."

"All Outer Gods and their followers can be considered enemies of all humanity, and they are also one of the sources of madness."

"Just now, when you were breaking through, that black goat was a rather powerful Outer God."

Evan nodded, thinking to himself, "I do know the three Outer Gods: Nash, Bubble, and Black Goat."

Armitage continued: "Today there are numerous organizations that worship Outer Gods in both the dream world and the human world."

"These organizations are almost 95% fanatical and insane cults. You must be careful when you encounter these organizations in the future."

"They would abandon everything that makes them human in order to obtain those so-called truths, even if it meant turning themselves into monsters."

Ivan nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood, and Armitage continued his explanation.

"Finally, there are the dream gods I just mentioned."

"They are born in a dream world and grow through the desires of the human subconscious."

"The more you access your subconscious, the stronger the deity that grants your wishes becomes; the less you can obtain them, the weaker you become."

"They are generally quite friendly to humans, and often intermarry with them, giving birth to some native species of the Dreamland."

Ivan's eyes widened slightly: "So wild? Are the dream gods beautiful?"

Armitage sighed, knowing full well what the man was thinking: "It depends on their mood, because they can change their appearance at will."

After listening, Ivan curled his lip in disdain and commented, "The hard work isn't good enough, it's not as comfortable as the natural kind! That's not quite right."

Armitage coughed. "Listen carefully!"

"The powers of the Dream Gods can only be used in the dream world. Once they reach the material world, they can only cause some disturbances in human dreams."

"But if the barrier between the material world and the dream world is breached, then these dream gods can use their powers in the material world."

"Furthermore, the dream gods in the material world cannot be killed; all dream gods that are killed will be banished back to the dream realm."

Ivan muttered to himself, "Why does this attribute sound so similar to that of a warp demon?"

Armitage explained as he parted the fog: "The gods of dreams received the protection of the Outer Gods for unknown reasons."

"The two sides have reached a fairly solid cooperation. In the Dream Realm, you must never attack the Dream Gods without cause, or you will suffer the terrifying punishment of the Stealth Chaos."

Ivan nodded knowingly and concluded, "I understand. The gods of dreams are the lackeys of the Outer Gods."

Armitage chuckled at this simplistic categorization: "You can't say that. Many of the dream gods are quite friendly to humans."

"Of course, there are also some dream gods who are quite wicked, and they constantly yearn to descend into the material world to harvest blood and souls."

"Many extreme small religious groups believe in these dream gods."

"They would secretly perform all sorts of crazy and cruel sacrifices in order to bring these dream gods down upon them and gain power."

As the two were talking, the fog on both sides grew even thicker.

Visibility was less than a meter at this point, making Armitage's posture somewhat obscured.

Beyond the fog, Ivan faintly heard some sounds.

There were sounds of seawater crashing against the rocks, the sound of yellow sand swirling across the sky, and even the chirping of birds in the woods.

Armitage appeared and disappeared in the mist, and then, a dozen seconds later, Ivan was shocked to discover it.

Armitage seemed like a completely different person at this point.

After several fleeting appearances, the old, frail scholar in his sixties had transformed into a handsome and resolute young man in his early thirties.

He is tall with well-proportioned muscles.

Those dark eyes were no longer cloudy, but filled with sharpness and depth.

"Not a buddy! You—who are you?"

Evan felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively became wary.

"Where did you hide my enormous Dr. Armitage?"

The young man laughed heartily at Ivan's amusing remark.

Just as he was about to explain, the two of them suddenly felt a violent commotion in the surrounding mist.

Soon, the white mist that had been there was replaced by a sinister and twisted aura.

Immediately afterwards, a sound like the wailing of ghosts and howls seeped in from outside the mist.

Ivan instantly sensed that familiar presence: "It's that ghoul! Klaus!"

"This guy really did have his eye on me; he chased after me as soon as I entered the Dream Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of skeletal claws, resembling corpses, emerged from the distorted mist.

One after another, ghouls resembling zombies emerged from among them, revealing their festering, grotesque, and twisted heads.

In an instant, the pure white, hazy mist turned into gusts of eerie wind and ghostly fog.

A chilling voice rang out from the center of these ghouls' heads.

"Arkham! You idiot, you really don't have a brain."

As that familiar voice rang out, a hideous head, with only half a face remaining, emerged from among the ghouls.

"Idiot! Today—oh? It's you?"

Before Klaus could finish speaking, he suddenly noticed the young man standing next to Ivan.

The words he was about to say suddenly caught in his throat.

The next second, without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.

Then Armitage let out a cold voice.

"A traitor filled with lies!"

Two incredibly dazzling beams of light flashed by and pierced into the eerie ghostly mist.

The next instant was accompanied by an extremely shrill scream.

"Armitage! You just wait!"

"You just wait~~~"

With that trembling scream, the eerie winds and ghouls vanished in an instant.

Ivan turned his head and saw a huge, four-meter-tall phantom standing behind the young man.

The phantom stood there like a stand-in.

He was dressed entirely in gleaming white armor, with a full-coverage helmet on his head, only his radiant eyes were visible.

He held a shield made of books in his left hand and a longsword made of rulers in his right.

It gives people an indescribable sense of oppression just by looking at it.

The immense pressure caused Ivan to fall flat on his backside, and then he realized that his pants were wet.

"Hey buddy, why are you peeing again—ugh! It's a puddle!"

I wanted to curse myself for being useless, but then I realized I had sat down in a puddle.

The fog had now dissipated.

The two were positioned on the edge of a river.

To the left is a huge river about twenty meters wide, whose waters rush and flow towards the sea.

To the right is a dense forest.

However, the leaves of these trees are not a normal green, but a strange purplish-black.

Looking up at the sky, it was a familiar, oppressive purple.

"Huh? Isn't this the sky above Grandma's Farm?"

Just as Evan was wondering, a clear, deep, and powerful voice rang out from beside him.

"Welcome to the Realm of Truth of the Supreme Being Armitage."

Ivan turned his head and saw that the young man, who bore a striking resemblance to the elderly Armitage, was now handsome and spirited.

Completely free of its previous decay and turbidity, the person now resembles a giant sword that stands tall and upright.

"The superiors!!?"

"My goodness! Doctor! Are you and my great-grandmother on the same level?"

Ivan, ignoring his wet pants, jumped up excitedly and asked.

Armitage, now looking much younger, let out a loud laugh and casually took off his reading glasses and put them in his pocket.

"You can think of it this way: we're both in positions of power, but there are still some differences."

"I am a superior who has risen through the ranks normally through more than fifty years of training and numerous battles."

His voice was full of pride and confidence.

"And your ancestor gained the power of a superior because he signed his name on a certain book, willing to serve that deity as his master."

"This is why she was able to become a high-ranking person as a witch, and why she was able to gain immortality simply by being a high-ranking person."

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