Angor also wanted to know what kind of power was released this time.
He nodded and closed his eyes. His mind slowly drifted into the darkness like a piece of drifting dust.
Inside his mind space, there was a giant tree standing in the darkness. Its branches were slightly waving, and countless light spots were moving along with the movement of the branches.
This was the Tree of Authority. It was the most important authority in the dream wasteland.
The brighter spots on the tree represented the powers that had been activated, while the dimmer ones represented the powers that had yet to be taken over by the Nightmare Domain Master.
Before today, there were a total of five points of light on the Authority Tree. Angor's "Dream Gate" and "Gatekeeper", Sunders' "Energy Limit", and the "Evil Mist" and "Weather Shift" that escaped from his body.
While Angor was thinking about this, he saw one of the dim light dots at the center of the tree growing brighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Without a doubt, this was the authority released by the tree just now.
Angor waited patiently for the light dot to change completely. When it became completely bright, the authority would be activated.
It didn't take long. Two seconds later, the light dot began to shine brightly.
If a human were to assume this authority, forget about activating it, just digesting it would probably take a few days. But if it were the dream wasteland itself, it would finish digesting the authority in an instant, and it would only take a few seconds for the authority to appear.
As soon as he activated his authority, Angor focused his attention on the light.
Countless streams of information rushed into Angor's consciousness like a flood.
After several seconds of dizziness, he felt that his eyes, soul, and mind had all entered a world of pure darkness.
While he was wondering, another light dot suddenly appeared in the darkness.
The dot of light was getting brighter and brighter. No, it was not that the dot of light was getting brighter. The dot of light was maintaining the same brightness. It was that his line of sight was getting closer to the dot of light.
Angor's vision was getting closer and closer to the light dot until he was only a few millimeters away from it.
It was at this moment that he realized that the light was actually the dream wasteland, or rather, the outline of the box garden world when viewed from God's View.
After confirming that he was in the dream wasteland, Angor's vision changed again. He was still using God's perspective, but his vision was pulled closer again until he was inside the box garden.
Angor's vision moved faster than he could imagine, and the vast wasteland kept moving backward. This lasted for three or four seconds before his vision finally returned to normal.
At this moment, what he saw was still a vast expanse of wilderness. However, Angor knew that this was the center of the box garden.
Why was his consciousness brought to the center of the dream wasteland? Did this place have anything to do with the new authority?
As Angor was still observing his surroundings, something else happened.
However, this time, it was no longer a change in visual range. Instead, the center of the wilderness began to shake as if there was an earthquake.
Then, the earth shattered, the mountains rose, and the ravines split open
But that wasn't all. An ocher-colored tree trunk broke out of the ground from the giant crater that was several kilometers wide.
The tree trunks filled the sinkhole and began to grow out of the ground at an extremely fast speed.
Angor didn't even have time to see the wrinkles on the trunk. This was the biggest tree Angor had ever seen, and it was even bigger than the Tree of Eternity. It reached the top of the box garden at an unimaginable speed.
Its roots reached thousands of meters below the ground and reached the edge of the box garden.
Angor once heard someone describing a tree as a "towering tree", which meant that it had the power to hold up the sky. It was just an exaggeration. But now, Angor truly saw what a towering tree looked like.
Not only did the tree reach the sky, but it also shook the ground.
It was an unimaginable and terrifying tree that could not be described with words.
Angor's mind began to wander because he had never seen or heard of such a thing before. He only regained his senses when his vision was covered by a layer of black mist.
When he regained his senses, he was no longer standing in front of the towering tree. Instead, he was back in his mind space.
There was another tree in front of him, but this time, it was the Tree of Authority, which stood in the darkness and shone with a mysterious and ancient light.
A gust of wind from an unknown source gently blew past.
The six spots of light on the Authority Tree flickered in the wind and flickered brightly, creating a hazy and dreamy scene.
Outside, both Sunders and Freud were waiting for Angor's answer.
Sunders wanted to know what kind of authority that escaped from Angor's body was, so he could analyze the unknown variables and determine whether he would fail the next time.
Freud was also waiting for an answer. He hoped that the authority that escaped from Angor's body was not too important. This way, at least he could lessen the guilt in his heart.
But Angor had been keeping his eyes closed for more than three minutes.
As they tried to figure out what the authority was, Sunders suddenly turned around and looked at a certain direction.
"Did you feel it?" Sunders suddenly spoke, which surprised Freud.
Freud didn't know what Sunders was talking about until he felt his body trembling.
"Is this an earthquake?" Freud exclaimed.
Sunders nodded. "The dream wasteland shouldn't have an earthquake for no reason unless it's under attack. The timing of the earthquake is very coincidental. Does this mean …? "
"Is it related to the authority this time?"
Freud had thought of the same thing, but he was a little confused. If he was not mistaken, the power this time was related to plants. How could there be an earthquake if it was just a plant?
"It's hard to say whether it's the authority of plants or not. Even with the help of the Scroll of Luck, we can't be sure that it's related to plants. " Sunders' eyes suddenly turned gloomy. "Sometimes, luck is just a facade."
Only by peeling off the facade of luck could one find a beautiful nightmare hidden under it.
Sunders' expression turned serious as he sensed the ongoing earthquake. He didn't know where exactly it happened, but something that lasted for such a long time with such a wide range of energy ripples was extremely rare.
He had a hunch that something was going to happen.
The authority that escaped from Angor's body wasn't as simple as it seemed.
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