Half an hour later, the thorny forest finally reached them.
It was no longer appropriate to call it a forest. It looked more like a Rubik's cube made of thorns that extended from the ground all the way to the sky.
It looked like a towering wall that was about to topple over the Final Destination. The densely packed vines completely covered the sky and the sun.
Some of the monsters finally realized that something was wrong and tried to break out.
However, the countless layers of thorny walls were extremely tough. Ordinary magical creatures had no way of breaking through the thorny walls.
Even if there were some that managed to break out, they could either change their form, turn into liquid or mist, or rely on brute force to break out.
The former usually wasn't too strong and had a lot of restrictions. Even if they managed to break out of the wall, they would most likely be restrained by the electricity. As for the latter, even if they could break through the wall of thorns with brute force, would they be able to break out of the wall of thorns? Definitely not. They would be punished by "art" in the end.
As for whether or not there were powerful monsters that could break through the Wall of Thorns? Yes, there were. But there were only a few of them. As far as Angor could tell, there were no more than a hundred of them. Even if they managed to break through the wall of thorns and resist the electric shock, they would not be able to move any further.
They only needed to spend some time to get rid of these monsters, so they could just ignore them for now.
Right now, they needed to focus on the Final Destination that was less than a kilometer in radius and filled with tens of thousands of monsters.
Laplace stopped his bombardment several minutes ago and waited for the monsters to gather.
The more monsters there were, the brighter Laplace's eyes became.
She could already imagine how great it would be to use a single scale bomb to kill so many monsters.
Since he couldn't do it all in one go, he would do it twice, three times … a hundred times!
Laplace could do things that he couldn't do in the real world without any restraint here, regardless of the cost! When he got tired, he would have a safe zone. When he lost all his scales, someone would send him more scales. Everything was perfect!
Laplace was getting more and more excited. When he reached the peak of his excitement, he looked at Angor and said, "I'm going."
There were still some scattered monsters trying to break through the wall of thorns. Angor thought that they could wait a little longer.
But since Laplace volunteered, Angor wouldn't stop him.
The Final Destination had already taken shape, and the monsters couldn't escape. Laplace could just go all out. Even if they were scattered a little, he could still do it a few more times.
With Angor's permission, Laplace rushed forward without hesitation.
When Laplace took his place, Angor heard Laplace's laughter for the first time. Although Laplace tried to suppress his laughter, Angor could still sense the arrogance and unscrupulousness in it.
Accompanied by a loud laugh, the molting scales exploded!
In the next few minutes, Angor witnessed the true meaning of art in the Final Destination.
In terms of sound, the explosions sounded like gongs and drums, which rose and fell one after another.
From the perspective of the scene, the intense radiance that was constantly bursting out had all kinds of colors due to various factors. At first glance, it looked like a rainbow had risen from the ground and filled the sky with multicolored light.
The light and sound were only the most inconspicuous parts of the feast.
But the most shocking part was the final result!
Countless severed limbs were blasted into the air, and bloody mists of various colors filled the sky. The corpses of the demons fell like rain.
A mountain of monster corpses was piling up and reaching a thousand meters high.
The Mushroom of Reproduction was now at the bottom of the pile. Before, it had to hide inside a space crack to avoid the explosions. But now, the corpses had become a natural barrier. There was no need for it to hide anymore. All it needed to do was to stay here and enjoy the nourishment provided by the corpses, as well as the nightmare aura sent by its "master".
Both Laplace and Angor did not mind that the Mushroom of Growth could enjoy a peaceful life, because it did help them a lot.
So far, Laplace's scales had exploded 70 times, which meant Angor also used the Dream Whelk to shed its scales 70 times.
Even in the real world, such a high-intensity explosion would cause the space around them to collapse several times.
But now, the space in the Final Destination was still as stable as a mountain. There was no sign of it collapsing. It was all thanks to the Mushroom of Reproduction.
Angor began to admire the Mushroom of Reproduction even more. As expected of one of the five best mushrooms cultivated by Nuka, Minister of Agriculture.
The effect of the Mushroom of Reproduction was incredible.
If the Mushroom of Reproduction was already this powerful, Amon, Omnipotent, White Fetus, and Shell wouldn't be any weaker.
While Angor was admiring the Mushroom of Reproduction, the mountain of monsters had reached a height of two thousand meters.
Without a doubt, it was the tallest mountain in the Dream Crystal Domain.
Previously, the number of monsters could be seen densely covering the sky. Now, they could only be seen densely piled up on the mountain of corpses like weeds.
There were less than a thousand monsters left in the sky, and many of them were trying to escape.
But it was too late. The Thorny Forest combined with the Sea of Electricity made it impossible for them to escape this inescapable trap.
Unless they escaped into the void.
However, a crack in the void wasn't something that could be opened easily. Countless monsters had to use their energy to create a small opening. Now that most of the monsters were dead, the remaining ones couldn't break through the void even if they worked together.
Besides, Angor was still here.
Even though Angor couldn't do as he pleased in the dream wasteland, as the prospective owner of the Dream Crystal Domain, he could strengthen the barrier around the Dream Crystal Domain as much as he could.
Under such circumstances, the monsters were like turtles in a jar. There was no way they could escape.
In fact, in order to enjoy the last "artistic aftertaste", Laplace even slowed down the speed of the bombardment. However, the less than 1,000 monsters still could not withstand the continuous bombardment.
In the end, they all turned into pieces of corpses and fell from the sky, adding to the two-thousand-meter-tall mountain of corpses.
Several minutes later, Laplace gracefully landed on the ground.
By now, there were already demon beasts in the sky, and the remaining demon beasts had already fled. It would not be too late to deal with them later.
Instead of going to the safe zone, Laplace landed on the mountain of corpses and began inspecting the corpses that were still intact.
Seeing that Laplace was still out of danger, Angor logged out of the game. When he came back, he found himself at the corpse mountain not far from Laplace.
Angor thought that Laplace was checking the corpses for "treasures". After all, the dead monsters didn't lose their energy right away. Even the Mushroom of Reproduction was absorbing their energy.
Possessing energy meant that they might have transcendent organs or transcendent flesh and blood that could carry energy. All of these could be considered "treasures".
However, Laplace wasn't looking for treasures. Instead, he was looking for intact corpses and using his scales to reflect the skulls of the dead monsters.
"What are you doing?" Angor stepped over the corpses and approached Laplace curiously.
"I'm looking for their memories."
According to Laplace, the scales could be used as mirrors. Everything reflected by the mirrors would become memories and flow into the Empty Mirror Sea.
Laplace's scales were even more special. They contained Gleipnir's power. With the right method, Laplace could use Astrology to reflect the inner memories of a living being.
This was one of the applications of Mind Reflection.
However, to reflect the inner memories of a living being, Angor had to take them from the center of their memory. Normally, the center of a living being's memory was located in the brain.
This was why Laplace placed the scales on the skulls of the corpses.
She was trying to read the memories of the monsters.
"Did you find anything?" Angor asked while helping Laplace with the corpses.
Laplace shook his head. "Strange. None of the monsters showed any memory."
"Maybe they're dead, so you can't read their memories?"
Laplace glanced at Angor. "I killed them with my own hands. Of course I know they're dead."
He did not say anything else because Angor already knew what he was going to say.
Laplace was mocking Angor.
If Laplace knew the monsters were dead and still came here to look for their memories, it meant that he could do so even if they were dead. Angor, on the other hand, didn't know what to say.
Angor scratched his head. "I mean, there are still some monsters that are still alive and have reached the edge of the prison. Should we capture them alive and see if we can retrieve their memories?"
Laplace paused. "… That's worth a try."
However, Laplace didn't do that right away. Instead, he looked at Angor and said, "We'll deal with the rest later. Speaking of which, we're safe now, right? As promised, you should answer my questions now. "
Angor was about to say something when his face suddenly turned pale.
Under Laplace's doubtful gaze, Angor sat down on the pile of corpses and closed his eyes.
Laplace frowned and looked at Angor. She now suspected that Angor was going to go back on his words. Otherwise, why would he start acting when she was about to ask for the "truth"?
Both Laplace and Angor were frowning, and their frowns were getting deeper and deeper.
A moment later, Angor opened his eyes under Laplace's doubtful gaze.
The first thing he said when he opened his eyes was enough to freeze the atmosphere.
"… The cleaners are here again."
…
Laplace was also surprised by Angor's words. "You're joking, aren't you? You're just trying to find an excuse to avoid answering my questions? "
Angor shook his head. "I'll do what I promised. I don't need to find an excuse for something like this. "
Seeing Angor's serious expression, Laplace finally realized the importance of this matter. "Are you telling the truth?"
"Yes."
Angor wasn't lying.
This time, all the cleaners that came were smaller in size. Angor was glad about this, but he still felt that something was wrong, which was why he didn't shut off his senses.
In fact, his premonition was not wrong.
Just as Laplace wiped out all of the demon beasts in one fell swoop, an energy wave appeared in the void not far away from the Dream Crystal.
"I don't know what's behind it, but it can't be good. There's a 90% chance that it's the cleaners. "
Laplace frowned. "If it's the cleaners from before, I should be able to deal with them."
"I'm just worried that the cleaners this time won't be the same ones as before."
If it was a gigantic Dream Realm monster, such as the one that was as large as a continent, they would definitely not be able to deal with it.
Even if they had an unlimited supply of scales, they still wouldn't be able to deal with such a monster.
Angor's expression was a little gloomy. He thought everything was over, and he could finally expand his territory. He did not expect this to happen at the last moment.
Laplace also sensed Angor's gloomy aura. She was now certain that Angor wasn't lying.
"Who are these cleaners? Why are they coming so often?"
"I don't know," Angor said. But you've heard of the Supreme Cult, right? "
Laplace nodded.
"I think the Purgers are the same as the Supreme Cult. They both work for the world's consciousness and work for it."
However, the Supreme Sect still had its own plans. There were different factions within the sect, and as long as one had connections, one could still bribe them. The cleaners, on the other hand, were all against outsiders. They wouldn't even give you a chance to explain.
There was no way to talk to the cleaners. The only thing they could do was to see who had the bigger fist.
Not long ago, the army of the Cleaners had pressured the border. Their fists were bigger, so they won.
But this time, the new energy fluctuation in the air meant that new cleaners were coming. It was hard to tell who would win this battle.
Angor's only hope was that the cleaners would be the same as before. If they were really the cleaners, Angor wouldn't mind even if they were twice as strong.
But if they were unstoppable beasts, he would have to run.
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