While Angor was lost in his thoughts, the wall beside him began to release rays of light. When the brilliance reached its peak, a figure slowly passed through the wall.
A naked man showed up in front of Angor, cursing and swearing.
"Mister Tree Spirit," Angor greeted him politely.
Tree Spirit sighed in relief when he saw Angor. "Good thing you didn't rush in recklessly. Otherwise, you'd end up like my last clone, killed by the nightmare."
Killed by the nightmare? Could it be that even the death substitution method was no longer working? "Mister Tree Spirit, is there something else inside the room?" Angor asked.
Tree Spirit glanced at the long hallway in front of him. Seeing that nothing was amiss, he reached out a hand and touched the wall. A green vine immediately grew out from the wall. Tree Spirit used the vines as a chair and sat on it. He sighed and said, "The situation inside the room is basically the same as the situation outside. Both of them are covered in red light. At least, I don't see any other threats. But when I look carefully, they are not exactly the same …"
"The red light outside the door looks like it went through several lenses. It's just a small ray of light that's already diluted many times. The red light inside the door is the real nightmare. "
Even Tree Spirit, who stood at the pinnacle of the southern region's wizarding world, had a solemn expression on his face as he spoke. From this, it could be seen how shocked he was after entering the room.
Following Tree Spirit's explanation, Angor gradually learned about the situation inside the room.
As Tree Spirit said, he didn't run into anything else after entering the room. The only threat was the Nightmare Light. However, the Nightmare Light inside the room was completely different from the one outside. Its color was much brighter. Angor felt as if he had stepped into a thick swamp and couldn't move at all.
Using a leaf as a substitute was still useful. However, unlike the situation outside the door, after the death of the substitute, Tree Spirit had no time to rest and was immediately dragged into the second nightmare.
In the blink of an eye, the four leaf substitutes were all used up. In the end, Tree Spirit's clone was also killed in the nightmare.
"My doppelganger is still too weak. If it was my real body, nothing would have happened," Tree Spirit said with some emotion.
Tree Spirit was right. His physical strength was already at the peak, and the amount of energy he possessed was probably unrivaled in the entire Southern Region. Even if he simply consumed his energy, he could still do whatever he wanted.
However, the Tree Spirit could not leave the mirror world at will. It could only use its avatars. As for the clone, it could only reach the level of a weak truth-finder wizard, which meant it was weaker than Angor.
"From the sound of it, the Light of Nightmares in the room is similar to the Light of Nightmares in the Astral Pond Ruins. The Nightmare Light outside the door is not only stable but also thin. It's more like a projection through a window, "Angor explained.
Tree Spirit nodded in agreement. According to Reeves, the Light of Nightmares he encountered in the Celestial Pond Ruins were layered upon each other. Some were thick while others were faint, and they surged and chased after all living creatures. It was obviously different from the Light of Nightmares projected outside the door. On the contrary, it was similar to the situation within the sect.
"So there must be a special force field in the room that's restraining the Light of Nightmares."
"That should be the case. Otherwise, the Light of Nightmares would not stay in one corner."
Now that Angor thought about it, he did not have to worry too much about the Light of Nightmares escaping. The key to solving the problem was still hidden in the mist.
"Mister Tree Spirit, did you see the layout of the room?" Angor considered for a moment before asking.
Tree Spirit shook his head. "The Light of Nightmares is too dark. It looks like thick, black blood. It's hard to see the surroundings. The only thing I saw was a black coat rack on the left side of the door. Other than that, I didn't see anything else. "
"Black coat rack … Normally speaking, coat racks would only be placed in the living room or the bedroom. Outside the living room, I think this is the bedroom." Angor rubbed his temples. "But why is there such a dangerous Light of Nightmares in the bedroom?"
"Maybe the Light of Nightmares is not dangerous to the owner of the bedroom," Tree Spirit said.
Just like the nightmare creatures in the Astral Pool Ruin, the Light of Nightmares was something they chased after, not something they feared.
Tree Spirit glanced at the dark corridor again and patted Angor's shoulder. "I've left a message for Rein. He'll come as soon as he sees it. Let's retreat for now. It's a good thing that we found the hidden room, but it won't be good if we die here. "
The reason why Tree Spirit had hurried over was to say these words.
The situation with Nightmare Light was too complicated. His clone was at least an official Magus, but when faced with Nightmare Light, it was still instantly killed.
Those nightmares were so vicious that they did not follow any logic.
Even an experienced truth-finder wizard might not be able to find a way to save his life.
Tree Spirit was worried that Rein might not be able to solve the Light of Nightmares. However, Rein should be able to save his own life.
As for Angor, it was better not to get involved in this mess.
Angor considered for a moment before saying, "I want to try."
Tree Spirit was a little surprised, but he did not refute right away. "You can try. But if you step into the Light of Nightmares without any preparation, you'll die for nothing."
"How do you plan to do that?"
Angor considered. "None of the nightmare creatures in the Astral Pool Ruin are afraid of the Light of Nightmares. Instead, they can use the Light of Nightmares to achieve their own goals."
Tree Spirit furrowed his brows. "You mean … using nightmare power?"
Angor nodded. He did have such an idea.
Tree Spirit sank into his thoughts. He did not know all about the unique power of Phantom Island, but he knew that part of the island's power came from the Nightmare Realm. Both Angor and Sunders could manipulate nightmare power.
Angor's words made sense. Nightmare creatures did not seem to be afraid of the Light of Nightmares. Was it because of the Nightmare Realm's power?
Tree Spirit considered and nodded to Angor. "You can try. But first, try the Light of Nightmares outside the door, which is more stable."
Tree Spirit was confident that he could save Angor from the Light of Nightmares outside the door. However, Tree Spirit was not so sure if Angor was inside the door.
"Okay."
…
When they reached the end of the hallway again, Tree Spirit looked at the gaping maw not far away and asked, "What do you plan to do now?"
"I'll use my phantom limb to test it."
Tree Spirit nodded in approval.
If Angor tried to do it himself, Tree Spirit would still pose some risks. However, if he used his phantom limb, Tree Spirit was sure that nothing would go wrong.
"Then get ready. Let's do it."
Angor reached out a hand. A tentacle made of pure white smoke slowly reached out from his sleeve. It was the phantom limb.
As soon as the phantom limb appeared, he surrounded it with several layers of nightmare aura. After making sure that there were no blind spots, he slowly moved the phantom limb toward the red light not far away.
Ten meters, nine meters … The illusory limbs moved very quickly and soon arrived at the closest spot to the red light. Angor took a deep breath and carefully put the phantom limb into the red light.
When the phantom limb entered the light, Angor did not sense anything strange. The wall did not melt, and the ground did not crack. Everything was as it should be.
When Angor was wondering if he succeeded on the first try, Tree Spirit suddenly turned around and looked at him.
There was no color in Tree Spirit's eyes, only pure white. His outer appearance, including the skin on his face and all the skin that was exposed, began to peel off like an old mottled wall, revealing the texture of his flesh and blood.
This was not right. Tree Spirit was a spirit, and this was just a clone, not a body made of flesh and blood.
Angor was sure that this was not a real Tree Spirit.
Then, there was only one possibility … He was once again pulled into the rhythm of the nightmare.
And this Tree Spirit was a monster from a nightmare.
Soon, all of Tree Spirit's skin peeled off, revealing the red and white flesh around his mouth. However, he was still wearing a creepy smile as white, sticky maggots crawled out of his eye sockets. These maggots quickly grew in size and opened their mouths full of sharp fangs to bite Angor's head.
Before the maggots could bite him, Angor felt his surroundings changing. It was as if he had just returned to reality from a horror movie.
The maggots had disappeared, and the tree spirit had returned to normal. Everything that had happened was over.
"I noticed that the illusory limbs suddenly stopped moving, and your eyes lost focus. Something's wrong. So I cut off your phantom limb. "Tree Spirit paused and looked at Angor." You were in a nightmare just now, right? "
Angor nodded and told Tree Spirit what he saw.
"I became a nightmare?" Tree Spirit clicked his tongue. "There are all kinds of things in nightmares. The only thing that doesn't change is that you're killed by the nightmare. "
Tree Spirit sighed. "It seems that even the nightmare power can't stop the Nightmare Light's corrosion. Are you going to try again? "
Angor nodded again. "Let's try again."
"Again with the phantom limb?"
Tree Spirit didn't try to persuade Angor anymore. If it was just a phantom limb, Angor would be able to stop the damage in time no matter how many times he tried.
Once again, he released his phantom limb.
This time, he didn't let the phantom limb deal with the red light alone. Instead, he followed the phantom limb and moved forward until they reached the edge of the light.
This time, he was going to try something else.
Earlier, when he wrapped the phantom limb with the nightmare aura, he knew it might fail. The phantom limb already contained a bit of nightmare aura, and if it couldn't stop the Light of Nightmare in the first place, adding a bit of nightmare aura would do the same.
But this time, Angor wasn't going to only use the nightmare aura. He was going to use it as an energy medium to move the material world.
Even Sunders didn't know how to use the nightmare aura like this. Only Sunders knew how to use the green runes, and Angor was the only one who could do so.
Angor looked at the tip of the phantom limb and slowly activated the green tattoo in his right eye.
Following his movement, Tree Spirit on the other side also looked over. Tree Spirit was only a weak clone, but he could clearly sense that Angor's aura was changing rapidly.
When Angor's right eye began to glow with a faint green light, an oppressive aura began to spread.
Even the tree spirit felt pressured by this oppressive aura.
When the green light reached its peak, a forcefield with Angor at the center appeared around them out of nowhere.
The range of the Force Field also completely enveloped the illusory limb.
"You're going to use this power to send the phantom limb into the light?" Tree Spirit asked.
"Yes." It was the "Forcefield" in the green tattoo in his right eye, which had a defensive effect. It could block attacks as well as any negative energy, including curses.
Since the forcefield couldn't cover a large area, Angor had to stay close to the Light of Nightmare to keep the phantom limb inside the forcefield.
He didn't know if his forcefield could stop the Light of Nightmares, but it was the only way he could use his nightmare energy to protect himself from the Nightmare Realm. If it didn't work, he had no other choice.
Tree Spirit didn't ask Angor how he did it. He only nodded to Angor and told him to start. He would keep an eye on Angor's condition and cut off the phantom limb if anything went wrong.
Angor carefully moved the phantom limb closer to the red light.
As soon as the phantom limb entered the light, both Angor and Tree Spirit looked around nervously.
One second … Two seconds … Angor's heart almost jumped out of his throat as the phantom limb was illuminated by the red light.
Ten seconds later, the phantom limb was still slithering in the red light, but Angor didn't feel anything. He looked at Tree Spirit, who was staring at him with a pair of bright eyes.
"Mister Tree Spirit?" Angor tried to call.
Tree Spirit was stunned for a moment, then he immediately came back to his senses and exclaimed, "You … you are okay?! You didn't get dragged into the nightmare? Or are you saying that you've fallen into a nightmare without knowing it? "
"Nothing changed. I can talk to Mister Tree Spirit. As long as Mister Tree Spirit is real, I don't think I'm in a nightmare."
That being said, Tree Spirit still found it hard to believe. He was ready to provide support at any time, and even planned to secretly wake Rhine up from his seclusion. But Angor actually did it without warning?
It was still too early to say, but at least the phantom limb wasn't affected by the nightmare thanks to the forcefield. This was completely different from before.
Angor waited for another 30 seconds.
During this time, neither Tree Spirit nor Angor said anything. They both waited patiently for the result.
Nothing happened to Angor in the next 30 seconds.
Angor considered and said to Tree Spirit, "The forcefield might work. I'm going to try it out."
Tree Spirit didn't reject Angor's suggestion this time. They already knew that the forcefield could block the Light of Nightmare to a certain extent. Since that was the case, they needed to do more experiments.
Angor took a deep breath and stepped into the light.
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