This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

"Finch, I really want to go home. After the war is over, we'll help the princess reclaim her country, and then we'll go back to the village together. You have to marry your sister to me then. There won't be a man in the village who loves her more than I do."

"Hmph, if you really love her, would you dare to perform a 'proof of heroism' for her?"

"Killing a bear, two wild boars, and three wolves is all I did," Burke chuckled sheepishly. "I'm a fifth-tier Qi Master, so doing these things is just like playing a game, isn't it?"

"You can't shake your habit of exaggerating. There aren't that many wild animals around our village. Where are you planning to look for them, you idiot?"

"...By the way, Finch."

"Ok?"

"My chest hurts so much, can you take a look?"

"Your chest hurts? What's wrong?"

"I don't know... My chest hurts so much, it feels like something is inside, like it's tearing my heart apart... I've never felt pain like this in my entire life..."

Burke's expression suddenly turned painful, prompting Finch's soldier to quickly look at his good friend's chest.

There was a large hole in the area where his heart was, and through this hole you could see his back.

"Finch, what's wrong with me? Why does it hurt so much..."

Burke stared wide-eyed at Finch, a trickle of dark red blood beginning to flow from the corner of his mouth, his voice growing hoarse.

"You...you're not Burke...don't come any closer!" Finch was so frightened that he took several steps back.

"What's wrong, Finch? It's me, Burke... Why did you run away? Don't you want to marry my sister to me anymore? I'm in so much pain... I'm in so much agony... Finch... please save me..."

Burke's voice grew louder and louder, turning into a piercing noise. His body began to change; his once normal human form swelled, twisted, and then rotted, black grime gushing from the wounds. In no time, the once bearded, smiling Burke had become a bloated, filthy, hairy, grotesque creature, writhing and crawling toward Finch.

"Finch...Finch...don't go...it hurts so much...it hurts so much..."

"Get away from me! You're not Burke! Stay away from me! Monster! Monster!"

Finch ran for his life, his heart filled with extreme fear.

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Gylvia's Dream

"Wow... his dream is so scary. There's nothing more upsetting than your best friend turning into a monster."

Leona couldn't help but sigh; she had to admit that the evil god who manipulated nightmares, or the person who used the evil god, was a truly wicked person. This was just too evil.

“I’ve seen this bearded man before…” Flora said softly. “I helped treat the wounded after the battle and also saw those who died in the fight. This man named Burke was killed by the crossbow bolts of those dwarven assassins. The dwarven crossbow bolts were very thick, so when they hit his chest, they directly shattered his heart. He was very resilient and even struggled for a moment after his heart was shattered, but in the end, he still died.”

"And his good friend, this soldier named Finch, witnessed the death of his dearest friend, leaving a shadow in his heart, and he dreamed about these things when he slept at night?" Abis nodded slightly. "It seems that these nightmares are not unfounded; they are actually based on human memory, and not entirely manipulated, but merely amplified by the user's negative emotions? Perhaps that's the case..."

“Why don’t we look at other people’s dreams?” Leona suggested. Although she thought the soldier’s dream was terrifying, she was only speaking from an outsider’s perspective. Having been invincible for so long, she wasn’t afraid of monsters or anything like that.

"Yes, you're right, Flora, please."

"Ok."

Flora readjusted her focus, shifting her detection target from one soldier to another.

The soldier was also having a nightmare, but his nightmare was different. He seemed to be being chased by several children. These children were dirty and dressed in tattered clothes, reaching out their dark little hands to beg for food. The soldier, however, clutched his rations tightly and ran out of the camp, running wildly ahead, unwilling to share with the children.

As the children chased after them, they gradually became deformed and terrifying. They screamed, their emaciated arms stretched longer and longer, their fingers becoming sharp and hooked. A lot of filthy mud flowed from their joints, mouths, and noses, making them look extremely disgusting. This time, the mud wasn't black but brownish-yellow, making it even more repulsive.

"Was he being chased by children this time? These little kids seem to be asking him for food...tsk...still terrifying. The cute little kids suddenly turn into monsters with super long arms, the contrast is...wow."

Leona commented on the soldier's dream as if it were a movie.

“Perhaps it comes from some memory of this soldier, and it’s definitely not a good memory.” Abis nodded.

Flora switched between the detection targets multiple times, and without exception, all of them were having nightmares. Leona tried to listen to the sounds from the other tents and found that the soldiers were quite still when they were having nightmares, and did not make any kicking or digging motions as they would when they were dreaming of escaping. This prevented the soldiers on guard outside from noticing.

“I suspect these soldiers’ memories of their dreams won’t last until tomorrow, which is why the enemy was able to find our location without us noticing,” Abis said, stroking his chin intently. “You’ve all noticed that no matter what kind of monsters these soldiers are fleeing from, they all started from this camp. Their footsteps have thoroughly explored the surrounding area. If that guy hiding in the shadows has a map of the area, he’ll definitely be able to pinpoint our exact location… And according to you, we’ve been traveling for two days already, so the enemy can easily deduce where the convoy is headed next based on our location over those two days, and thus intercept us.”

"I see, that's a brilliant idea." Leona had a "too bad I figured it out" expression on her face.

Flora sighed softly. She'd seen so many nightmares, and although she wasn't afraid, she still felt uneasy. Staring at deformed, crazed monsters for a long time would make any normal person uncomfortable.

Sitting cross-legged without feeling uncomfortable at all, Abyss suddenly made another suggestion: "By the way, there's that princess in the caravan whom I indirectly helped before. If she's also plagued by nightmares, shouldn't we check on her now?"

“Yes… she said that after wearing Flora’s pendant, she could sleep soundly for an hour, and then continue having nightmares. It should be her nightmare time now, let’s go in and take a look. Her nightmares leave memories, so they must be of a different kind than those of ordinary soldiers.” Leona nodded, confirming Abyss’s suggestion.

Flora didn't hesitate and immediately switched the detection target to Princess Gylvia, who was sleeping.

……

Just as I switched to Princess Gylvia's dream, I saw a patch of air distorted by the high temperature.

Abyss timely activated the temperature sharing between the three, and he and Leona immediately felt the scorching temperature in Princess Gylvia's dream.

This is not a camp. The sky is red, the ground is black and cracked, and the air is as hot as if it were in a volcano. There is not a breath of wind. On this desolate land, Princess Givia is hiding from a crawling monster.

Though described as crawling, this gelatinous monster composed of mud of various filthy colors was merely changing its shape, wriggling forward like an amoeba. As it moved towards Princess Gylvia, it extended several flowing and expanding tentacles towards her, attempting to touch her body. It was a good five or six meters tall, and those constantly wriggling tentacles gave off a strong sense of oppression.

Princess Gylvia seemed quite familiar with the monster; she didn't appear particularly flustered. However, since the dream projection was in the third person, the Abyss group could still see the fear in Princess Gylvia's eyes.

Even though she had gotten used to the monster's appearance, Gylvia still couldn't shake her fear of it.

"Ah-ah-"

The monster screamed at Gylvia using a vocal organ that appeared out of nowhere. The scream sounded very strange; it didn't sound like the roar of a huge monster, but rather like the scream of a young woman.

The cry seemed to convey endless pain to Gylvia, and upon hearing it, Gylvia quickened her pace to escape.

The monster writhed and chased after Gylvia, who continued to flee. The land was flat, with nowhere to hide. If Gylvia didn't want to be caught by this tireless monster, she had no choice but to keep running until she woke up.

Even as bystanders, the three of them could feel the despair.

"It's truly admirable that she was able to persevere and still have the energy to direct her subordinates..." Leona sincerely admired Princess Gylvia's perseverance.

Chapter 100: Can I Lend You My Thigh as a Pillow?

And so, Abyss and his companions read through the dreams of everyone in the camp. Without exception, everyone was running away in their dreams. Some tried to fight back, but all their attacks were ineffective. The monsters in the dreams wouldn't stop because of their attacks, not even for a moment. Moreover, Abyss discovered that these dreams were looping repeatedly. Eventually, those having nightmares would be caught by the monsters in their dreams, and when they were killed in the dream, the dream would reset to its initial state, without the people even realizing it.

Flora was somewhat worried that these dreams might, as Princess Gylvia had said, cause damage to their real bodies, but it didn't seem to be the case. Although most of the soldiers had died several times in their dreams, none of them had been injured as a result.

Perhaps the evil god's power within Princess Gylvia is stronger, which is why it could cause her real harm. After all, she is the person the enemy most wants to eliminate.

“Well, we’ve found a way for the enemy to spy on us. A god who can control dreams is quite interesting.” Abyss nodded with a smile. “Now we need to figure out a way to stop them from spying on us. Maybe we’ll have a group of assassins tomorrow morning.”

Abyss was not afraid of assassins, but since those assassins were neither human nor any known life form on the continent, Abyss felt there was no need for him to take action.

He was, after all, the strongest necromancer on the entire continent. With the continent's strongest divine sorcerers and aura warriors, how could he possibly spare his time to deal with puppets made of some unknown substance sent by the enemy? That would be beneath him.

Therefore, instead of dealing with wave after wave of enemies, it's more elegant and direct to take care of their scouts and blind them.

"How about I cast a divine spell to eliminate their fatigue so they don't need to sleep at night?" Flora thought for a moment and said. This was the first method she thought of as a good divine sorcerer who served the people. Eliminating fatigue was also a very basic divine spell. If Flora released it seriously and with all her might, she could even keep people within a radius of hundreds of kilometers from needing to sleep for several days, without even yawning.

“Or I could knock them all out one by one, so they won’t have any dreams.” Leona raised her fist. “Then Flora can heal them in the morning, and there won’t be any traces left.”

“Hmm…actually, I have an idea.” Abyss also pondered, then slowly said his idea, “Which of you two has time to lend me your thigh? I need to take another nap—because I’ll fall asleep very quickly if I have a thigh.”

Leona and Flora were taken aback for a moment, then realized what the Abyss meant.

He planned to fall asleep, because the enemy was unaware of his existence, nor did they know that he was a madman collecting extraterrestrial evil gods. Therefore, the enemy's nightmare range would likely also affect him, allowing Abyss to find a breakthrough in the dream world himself.

“This… I don’t think it’s a safe bet…” Flora frowned, reluctant to let Abyss take such a big risk for a few assassins.

It's important to understand that while the Abyss did successfully capture an extraterrestrial god, this doesn't mean the extraterrestrial god was weak. Rather, it's because the Abyss utilized the difference in rank within the dreams of its followers. However, if it were the Abyss's own dream, he wouldn't be able to use this advantage. It would be better for her or Leona to take a nap and let the Abyss enter their dreams.

“Yes, I’ll take another nap, and you can come into my dreams.” Leona agreed with Flora’s point of view.

"Don't worry, I'm doing this because I know it won't do any harm," Abyss smiled. "I can now take advantage of the enemy's lack of knowledge about us and pretend to be just an ordinary person. I'll deal with the monsters in my dreams, and if I find that I can't counter the people monitoring us, then so be it, I'll just wake up normally the next morning anyway. But you and Flora can't sleep and dream, that would just backfire."

"Why?" Leona felt looked down upon, but still wanted to know the reason.

“Because the enemy will notice your unusual nature.” Abyss reached out and patted Leona’s head. “Flora is a divine sorceress favored by the nine gods, possessing some divine abilities, which is common knowledge; and Leona, you just took a genuine extraterrestrial evil god as your follower, who is probably still eating potato chips in your mental world right now. If I let the two of you into the dream, I’m worried it will alert the enemy.”

The two suddenly realized that the Abyss didn't distrust them; rather, it was worried that their direct spiritual connection with God might alert the extraterrestrial evil god on the other side.

Since we don't yet know the enemy's intelligence level or their full-form abilities, we should try our best to deceive them.

"Alright, then I'll reluctantly let you lie on my lap for a bit."

Before Flora could even speak, Leona, standing beside her, blurted out the words in a reluctant tone.

Abis scratched his head: "I was just being a little coquettish. If you feel awkward, that's fine. I can lie on the ground, it's just not very comfortable..."

"I told you to lie down, so lie down!" Leona glared angrily.

“Yes, my princess.” Abyss quickly stopped, obediently lay down, and rested his head on Leona’s lap.

It must be said that Leona, as a fighter known for her physical prowess, had incredibly supple thighs, unlike those of muscular, muscular fighters, making her an ideal pillow. The faint floral and fruity scent emanating from her provided a wonderful relaxation for Abyss's nose. Abyss comfortably rested his head on her thighs, quickly closing his eyes and breathing evenly.

"ABC, wait a minute, wake up, get up."

Leona's voice suddenly came, followed by the feeling of being gently patted on the face.

Just as Abyss was about to fall asleep, he opened his eyes and saw Leona's face clearly. With no extra organs obstructing his view, Abyss could easily see Leona's smooth chin.

"What's wrong, Leona?" Abyss had no choice but to get up.

Leona looked down at Abyss with a helpless expression, pointed to Flora beside her, and said, "Flora said you can't sleep now, you have more important things to do."

Abyss was a little puzzled, but remained very patient. If Flora said it was important, then it must be very important; otherwise, she would definitely support Abyss's plan.

"What is it, Flora?" Abis asked with a smile as he got up.

Flora seemed a little embarrassed to say it: "Abyss, I hope you won't be disgusted by me after I tell you..."

“How could I possibly dislike you? You are my most adorable Flora,” Abyss said with a smile. “Just tell me what’s wrong, and I’ll help you.”

Flora seemed to have made up her mind. She gently began to unbutton her clothes, quickly took off her mage's robe, and then began to unbutton her underwear, revealing her perfect collarbone to the Abyss...

Chapter 101 Let Me Give You a Tough One