The Villain Princess survived the Imperial Riot

Noelle recited, her voice echoing in both the real world and her dreams.

At the same time, above the blood wall, the pale Dream House was suddenly shrouded in brilliant golden light, and a tower so tall that the top could not be seen descended upon this area, almost blinding Hestia's eyes.

The majestic, solemn and noble aura made the princess feel like bowing down in worship.

She held the incense burner in her left hand and the cross in her right hand. Her gradually rising consciousness wanted to touch the great light, but her "spiritual vision" also covered the intersection of the Witch's Book. The three worlds of reality, dreams and the intersection all overlapped in her mind.

In reality, it is a rising miracle, a hazy and sacred light.

Within the Dream House, a magnificent tower loomed, a tiny glimpse into the immortal mark of the Divine Emperor Yu. If a cultivator were to observe the entire tower, they would likely be instantly smitten, becoming his vassal.

However, at the border that only Hestia could see, the Witch's Book revealed all traces of spirituality—

That was not a tall tower, but a golden worm standing in the clouds and bathed in light!

"Fuck you, is this true?"

Hestia almost blurted out.

She recognized the worm.

In version 3.0, after the Empire's disintegration and the dawn of Chaos, players of the West Coast faction will have a main storyline quest to defeat the Filthy Life Palace. In that storyline, the Filthy Life Palace, once a shady and sneaky force, rises up in the chaos, using the bones of tens of millions of victims to plague a vast land, transforming it into a nation of zombies.

This side quest originally concluded after defeating the Lord of the Filthy Life Hall. The Land of the Zombies will become a dungeon map that provides a fixed source of materials and experience. The world's timeline will progress with each update, and the storylines and NPC trajectories will move to the next stage.

Normally, the game's plot follows a single branching path based on the player's choices. Countless branches unfold simultaneously, and players bound by their region can only dictate events within their active range. Players in the New World who want to raid the Old World must literally follow a long route and manually save at a specific island. Otherwise, the slightest bit of trouble will send them back home.

However, secret cultivation is also very regional. If you go to an unfamiliar place, you may not be able to find suitable upgrade materials. It will be a waste of hard work even if you go through the book a thousand times.

It was under such circumstances that a "Lich" player in the Land of Death in the southern part of the Eternal Heaven heard that there were corpses to be picked up on the west coast and that there were few competitors who liked corpses, so he immediately began a long expedition.

It took him a month in real time to reach the Land of the Zombies. He did not start the game immediately, but instead tried to improve the favorability of high-level zombie NPCs.

Then, the zombie took him to a secret cave.

Then, he saw the golden worm there receiving worship from millions of zombies.

Then, the golden worm discovered him, smashed his head with one tentacle, destroyed all the beacons (saves) he left along the way, and carried him directly back to his hometown in the Land of Death.

Then, the news of the hidden BOSS directly set off the Mengsu forum, and the golden worm, which might have been a late-stage BOSS, was brushed to pieces.

As the secret treasure is excavated, its information is also known to players——

A conspirator who twists dreams, the incarnation of the son of demonic maggots, a golden worm that spreads hatred, hatred, and rage.

Enemy.

Volume 38: The Dreamer: . The Divine Emperor Has Something to Say

The offspring of the evil maggots are as numerous as the stars, and those lives that have been bewitched and twisted are also among them.

Few can truly leave their mark on history, and these worms are often the objects of worship by evil cultivators. While they grant their followers power, they also bewitch them to achieve their ulterior motives.

In the Pan-Worm Alliance, "Dreamer" is an unavoidable topic, just like the Palace of Filthy Life that created a country of millions of zombies.

However, there are only seven members of the "Dreamers".

Enemy.

Only me.

Pot maker.

residual larvae.

Metonic people.

Photophobe.

Mating moth.

They originated from the seven ancient temptations of the Well of Maggots. In every era, a host will be chosen to descend. In the teachings of many factions of Mengxu, they are regarded as the seven original sins of corruption.

No one can escape the seduction of dreamers, because original sin comes from desire and emotion, which is precisely the source that drives the mystics to pursue the truth.

Hestia thought she'd be terrified. After all, even as a seasoned electric moth cultivator, her specialty was partying, not boss-killing. True, the Divine Emperor's decree prevented the arrival of the Dream-Survival myth, but the Enemy-Survival was no ordinary worm; even a Phase-Holding Secret Cultivator wouldn't be able to take on its might alone.

But she found that in the face of such a terrifying existence, she was only afraid and had no intention of retreating.

"Calm down..." Hestia pondered. "The enemy in the game has undergone the rituals and worship of the Zombie Kingdom, which is why it has become a hidden boss that the player cannot defeat. But now, it is just a twisted knight of the High Realm of Understanding."

At first, Hestia did not connect Matildare's spirituality and hatred. In fact, the difference between the two was too great except for the color, like a grain of sand to a mountain.

Just as she was looking for a response strategy, the giant object that looked like a tower but was actually a golden worm illuminated a brilliant path. It was like opening a door, and the vast ocean surged. What Hestia saw was not even the tip of the iceberg.

Hestia's consciousness appeared under the tower, like a layer of misty white fog, and only a vague outline of hazy beauty could be seen.

"Focus, visualize the tower and the sea of ​​origin, and worship the symbols." Noelle's reminder sounded in the princess's ears.

What she said is the first step for most mortals to become secret practitioners—

Contemplating the sea of ​​origin, realizing one's own reflection in dreams, and worshipping the symbol according to ritual, this symbol is a beacon left by wanderers in the past, and a lighthouse for mystics to set sail.

The Dream House is ever-changing, and the Sea of ​​Origin seen by every secret practitioner is different. As a result, they embark on very different paths. When they complete these steps and finally gain the favor of the invisible art, the power of the path will be infused into them, making them a wanderer, an apprentice who has just entered the Dream House.

Hestia stared at the surging Sea of ​​Origin outside the door and was stunned for a moment—

She did not sense the scent of Meng Su, but instead smelled a familiar and peaceful scent.

"Benzoin."

A unique incense made with fragrant nu as the fragrance material.

There was a vague sense of restraint behind the door, as if it was about to trap people in a quagmire where they could not control themselves. Hestia knew that it was the constraint of "order" and contained the laws of the tower.

"Seeker Hestia Lorraine Heberus, please see Divine Grace!"

Noelle chanted loudly on his own initiative, as if there really was a towering golden throne behind the door, on which sat a huge man shining with golden light, who was going to bestow infinite blessings on the pilgrims.

The Witch's Book in Hestia's consciousness stagnated for a moment, then began to stir.

"Behind the door isn't Meng Su, but Noelle... No, it's a dimension Qiu Su has constructed with Xiang Nu's spirit, like the intersection of the Witch's Book." Hestia pondered for a moment before realizing, "Xiang Nu is a 'slave' of the Order Realm, most likely involved with the High Knight branch. If I enter without the Witch's Book, Qiu Su can indirectly control me by manipulating Xiang Nu."

In theory, incense slaves should be the protectors of benzoin users, and they are consumables for their masters to explore the way and make mistakes, but they also guide their masters in the direction of safety.

But what if Xiangnu is leading in the wrong direction?

Generally speaking, a slave who goes astray will quickly lose control, go crazy, or even die, serving as a warning to his master.

But if behind the wrong path is a secret worm that sets a trap, then it will lead its owner into the abyss of darkness.

"Qiu Su is the embodiment of rage. Have princesses in history been bewitched long ago?"

Hestia frowned, then relaxed.

Whether it is true or not, it has nothing to do with her now.

The princess followed the instructors' voices and pretended to be serious. "Seeker of the Way, Hestia Lorraine Heberus, please meet with Divine Grace!"

Feeling the movement deep in her consciousness, she roughly guessed that the Witch's Book was eager for the power behind the door, so she swept away her fear and stepped through the door with an extremely pious attitude.

Behind the door was a foggy "ocean," and the heavy sense of restraint made the princess feel very uncomfortable.

"Noelle."

Hestia saw a seductive red figure hanging above the sea. A steel mask was branded on its face, and its red attire seemed to be sewn onto its skin.

But the princess recognized it at a glance, knowing that it was the instructor's projection in Mengxu - a projection that concealed the worm's aura.

Noelle cleverly used benzoin as a medium to construct a barrier around the edge of Dream House. This place appeared to be Dream House, but in reality, it was the leftovers of Xiangnu, a relay between her and Dream House.

"Your Highness, please begin," Noelle said respectfully. "I will assist you in accepting the power of the tower."

Hestia sneered inwardly. If she weren't a witch, she'd probably be doomed today. But then again, if she weren't a witch, she'd probably have to follow the same path as the Electronic Moth Cultivator on day one, utilizing her inexhaustible resources to create her own Cocoon Sisterhood. She knew the entire process of ascending from Cocoon Girl to Mythic, so she wouldn't encounter any problems.

What is the Iron Cross?

So, as long as she was still standing here, it was no place for a worm to make decisions.

"very good."

Hestia nodded, inserted the cross into the slot of the incense burner, and walked slowly forward, letting the sea water, heavy as mud, flood over her ankles.

She still remembered that when she saw the apprentice CG in the game, she didn't imagine an ocean, but a dark yet warm nest. A three-meter-tall moth-woman with skin as delicate as feathers embraced her, wrapping them in a cocoon, their skin sticking together, their butterflies curling together.

The moth girl is the reflection of the visualized dream, which also means that she is the self reflected in the dream. It can be said to be the pinnacle of self-entertainment, which is much more enjoyable than being a tower repairman.

Hestia chanted prayers, her spirit immersed in the deep sea in meditation, and the ancient and sacred breath filled her soul.

Feeling a hint of the power of the Path of Order gathering within her spirit, a strange light flashed in the princess's eyes—

This Noelle can actually infuse her with the power of order through Xiangnu, and it will not cause Mengsu's rejection.

In a sense, this can also be regarded as a "backdoor listing", using the spirituality of Xiangnu as a cover to roam around in the dream house.

"I didn't expect there would be such an unexpected gain." Hestia smiled knowingly.

In this way, perhaps she does not need to learn the witch training method from Madam Ainiwei. As long as she spends a lot of money and buys enough fragrant slaves, she can reach the top like the legend of the year by burning herself with tens of thousands of fragrant slaves.

Before the princess could rejoice, hatred and rage suddenly surged into the infused power. She seemed to see the shadows of worms swaying in her vision, and the rebels and untouchables who trampled on the statue of the God-Emperor and rebelled against the empire were just fleeting shadows.

If she were a princess in the past, under the careful guidance of her instructors, she might have been furious at these scenes.

"Untouchable, you dare to compete with the dragon with the light of a firefly?"

Hestia roared angrily, as if she was going to reach out and tear the illusions into pieces.

"Remain calm, Your Highness!" Noelle warned, her voice beneath the mask carrying a mysterious smile. "Please remain steadfast in your reverence for the tower, and do not be disturbed by these hallucinations!"

"Damn it!" Hestia cursed.

This time it was a real curse.

Because she discovered that while Noelle was being "kind", the hallucinations that carried the worms' bewitchment and led her into rage and brutality became more intense, burning with shockingly hot flames, burning her peaceful and shallow dreams.

Kill kill kill kill kill kill!

Heaven bestows blessings upon mankind, but mankind has nothing to repay Heaven!