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Chapter 2892

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Soon, he arrived at a corner of the wasteland.

He looked around and saw nothing but darkness. There was no end to the wasteland.

At first glance, he didn't see anything strange.

Only when he gently stepped on the seemingly calm crystal plain did something change. Cracks appeared on the wasteland where Angor stepped on it.

Large amounts of nightmare aura gushed out from the cracks.

As the nightmare aura continued to spread out, the cracks on the crystal plain grew bigger and bigger until a bottomless pit was formed.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and jumped into the pit as if he already knew this was going to happen.

The pit was shaped like a funnel, which was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

When he first landed, he didn't see any crystal walls around him.

About 20 seconds later, he began to see more of them, and the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. In the end, the space was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

Angor was no longer weightless. Instead, he felt like he was on a "slide".

It was a winding slide full of bumps.

The "slide" took Angor about three minutes. There were several ups and downs, and the slide was going so fast that Angor felt his clothes were going to burn on fire.

When he finally reached the ground, he was still dizzy.

It took him a while to regain some of his senses. He stood up shakily.

Unlike the dark tunnel, this one was brightly lit, and the source of the light was a giant ball of light that was gathering in the distance.

The dense nightmare energy in the area came from this light orb.

Without a doubt, it was the prototype of the main body of the Nightmare Domain.

Unlike the dream wasteland, the main body of the Nightmare Domain wasn't on the surface. Instead, it was under the wasteland.

Most of the nightmare aura in the Dream Wasteland was also under the wasteland, which was completely different from the dream wasteland.

The dream wasteland also had some underground tunnels, but they didn't have such a large underground space like the one in the Dream Wasteland. Besides, the nightmare aura in the wasteland mostly stayed in the air instead of going underground.

This underground space … No, calling it an underground space was no longer appropriate. It might be more appropriate to call it an underground world.

He already noticed that the Dream Crystal was divided into two different dimensions when he used God's View to monitor the Cleaners. The surface world and the underground world.

He estimated that the surface world was smaller than the dream wasteland, but if he included the underground world, it would be about the same size as the dream wasteland.

The largest underground world he saw so far was the Darkivil Empire, where Subasians lived.

The Dream Crystal's underground world was much larger than the Darkfiend Empire's.

Even if all the Subasians were to be moved here, it would not be enough.

However, the Darkfiend Kingdom had its own ecosystem and even had a day and night cycle. However, the underground world of the Dream Crystal was empty.

Even with the help of his Nightmare Domain, he still couldn't imagine how he could create a suitable underground world for living beings.

But this was a story for another time. He only thought about it for a while and soon forgot about it.

Compared to the future of the underground world, Angor was more concerned about the Nightmare Domain's main body, which was slowly dispersing and reassembling.

He didn't approach it right away. Instead, he leaned against the wall and waited for the perfect opportunity.

The main body of the Nightmare Domain was still in its embryonic form, but some of the Nightmare Domain's authorities were already brewing inside. The invisible pressure it was emitting made Angor feel a little suffocated.

About five minutes later, the Nightmare Domain began to shrink again.

This time, the shrinking was even tighter and more solid than before. From the size of several hundred meters, it slowly shrank to the size of a person.

This was the smallest contraction he had seen during the five minutes he waited.

Perhaps the Nightmare Domain would shrink even smaller if he waited longer. But he didn't need to wait. The current size was enough.

This was enough to "bind" the Nightmare Domain.

As he thought about it, he was already on the move.

However, he didn't move his body. Instead, he controlled the green rune on his right hand and slowly approached the Nightmare Domain.

If a human approached the Nightmare Domain directly, he was sure that he would explode from the overwhelming aura of authority. However, the Nightmare Domain was different. The Nightmare Domain didn't resist the aura at all. Instead, it allowed the aura to surround itself.

Contain, bind, compress!

As soon as the green rune trapped the Nightmare Domain, Angor activated a series of abilities.

Without any resistance, the Nightmare Domain was bound by the green rune.

A few minutes later, the Nightmare Domain shrunk to the size of a fist under the "binding" of the green patterns.

When the Nightmare Domain shrunk to this size, it finally took on its own shape.

A diamond-shaped crystal.



After making sure the Nightmare Domain was fully formed and restrained by the green rune, Angor finally stepped forward.

The pressure he felt earlier was gone, and he was now standing in front of the Nightmare Domain's main body.

From afar, Angor thought the Nightmare Domain looked like a white diamond-shaped crystal. But when he looked closer, he realized that the "white" inside the crystal was actually a cloud of mist.

Together with the green rune that looked like thorns on the surface, the Nightmare Domain looked rather dreamy.

It almost looked like an exquisite ornament.

However, it would be suicidal to think of it as an ornament. Any bit of authority that leaked out from the crystal could cause someone to explode.

And such an explosion would not only affect one's body in the Dream Domain, but also one's spirit sea in the real world. Without a certain level of strength, one couldn't even look at the Nightmare Domain directly.

Normally, Angor would start thinking about where to hide the crystal. But now, he wasn't thinking about how to hide it. Instead, he was trying to figure out how powerful the Nightmare Domain's authority was, and whether it could suppress the Forest of Memories.

Guessing wouldn't do him any good. He had to try it himself.

With that in mind, he took a deep breath and took out the Scroll of Luck he had prepared beforehand.

"Something that can suppress the Forest of Memories …" Angor muttered in his mind.

While muttering, he tore open the Scroll of Luck.



Two flowers bloomed, each representing a branch.

On the other side of a vast, dark crystal plain.

A "weirdo" with scales was sitting alone in front of a long table lit by candles.

She was Laplace, who was left behind by Angor.

Laplace could see very far with her scale-shedding activated. She saw where Angor was going, and she also saw him going into the underground.

However, she didn't follow him, nor did she use her scale-shedding ability to see what was going on.

Instead, she sat at the table and thought about her recent experience.

Ever since she accepted the mission from the Sage and gave Angor and his companions the Heart Reflection, something seemed to have changed.

Then, Angor suddenly asked her to help him experiment on Sweet Dream and Gleipnir's prophecy. Both of them seemed to be affecting a tiny branch of fate.

To use a phrase that Gleipnir often said, "A small butterfly flutters its wings in the midst of a fluttering breeze, pushing the originally determined fate into an unknown future."

What seemed like an insignificant influence now might be a major event that could decide one's life a few years later.

Now, for example, Angor asked her to think about what kind of power she should inherit. It sounded like an unimportant gift, but perhaps her choice would lead her to an unknown path in the future.

Laplace fell into deep thought for a long time.

However, after pondering for a few minutes, she suddenly frowned.

"Something's wrong … underground!"

The moment Laplace sensed that something was wrong, he immediately kicked away the table and chair. Then, he tapped the ground with the tip of his hoof. His muscles were full of power, and he leaped 30 meters into the air.

Looking down from midair, Laplace could clearly see that the surface of the earth seemed to be shaking, like an egg that was about to break out of its shell, ready to move.

The tremors continued and grew stronger, causing cracks to appear on the surface of the crystal.

At first, Laplace thought that someone was targeting her. But when she looked at the damaged ground and the cracks that extended for an unknown distance, she realized that this was not an attack.

It was probably just an "accident".

But how did this "accident" happen?

While Laplace was puzzled, another phenomenon appeared below her. This time, the phenomenon didn't just affect the ground, it also affected Laplace, who was in midair.

The cracks on the ground would naturally leave behind large amounts of crystal fragments and debris. Now, under the influence of some unknown power, the fragments began to float up.

They did not move quickly from the ground, but once they reached the air, they accelerated and gathered together like a swarm of bees.

Some of the convergence points were near Laplace, which forced Laplace to dodge up and down.

Laplace also tried to avoid them, but the power contained in the fragments was too strange. They had an extremely strong penetrating power. Although the molting scales could resist them to a certain extent, the defensive power of the scales would be reduced by 1%.

Although 1% was a small amount, generally speaking, there would be hundreds of thousands of fragments rushing toward her at once. If Laplace used her face to receive them, she would definitely explode.

Therefore, when she was sure that these fragments were not easy to deal with, Laplace could only dodge.

With so many fragments gathered together, they were like crystal moths flying all over the sky, scattering powder as they flew. Even Laplace had a hard time dodging.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

When the crystal fragments gathered in the air, the sky returned to normal.

However, the sky was not as "boring" as before. Instead, it was filled with all kinds of strange objects made of crystal fragments and powder.

Among them, the three objects closest to Laplace and the ones that made her the most embarrassed were two mirrors and a long thorny whip that spiraled like a venomous snake.

At first, Laplace did not understand what these strange objects were. It was not until she approached the round mirror nearby that she vaguely thought of something.

The mirror in front of her was a typical aristocratic lady's mirror. It was very delicate, and the frame was engraved with golden patterns of kite flowers. From the outside, it was not surprising. However, when Laplace looked into the mirror, she was stunned.

Under normal circumstances, the mirror should reflect Laplace's appearance.

However, this mirror was not like that.

At first, it was indeed Laplace's appearance, but slowly, the Laplace in the mirror started to become strange. Her forehead was sunken, her hair was shortened, her eyes disappeared, and a hole appeared on her nose. A huge butterfly flew out, flapping its gorgeous wings, and stayed on the face of the woman in the mirror.

The scales on Laplace's body were also replaced by a gorgeous dress made of butterflies.

If one ignored the insect eggs on the woman's body, she looked quite good.

However, this woman was not Laplace.

There was no such person in Laplace's body.

However … she vaguely remembered that there was such a humanoid monster among the Dream World Cleaners that she had killed.

Was this a monster in the Dream World Cleaners team? But why did it appear in the mirror?

Just as Laplace focused all her attention on the mirror, the woman in the mirror suddenly reached out, as if she wanted to grab Laplace.

Laplace cautiously retreated more than ten meters.

When she stood still and looked at the mirror again, the hand that had reached out from the mirror was gone, and so was the woman in the mirror.

At the same time, even the lady's mirror was slowly fading away, as if it was about to hide in an unknown place.

It wasn't just the mirror. Laplace looked around and found that almost all the crystal creations had disappeared at this time.

Laplace hesitated and did not continue to study the lady's mirror. Instead, she planned to take a look at other crystal objects before these strange objects disappeared.

The second object she looked at was also a mirror. However, this mirror was a standing mirror that could reflect the whole body. The shape of the mirror was also very special. The frame was carved with ferocious snakes entwined with each other. It was hard to imagine who would use such a mirror.

When Laplace came in front of the mirror, the mirror seemed to have sensed her and stopped fading away.

In the mirror, Laplace's image was the same as that of the lady's mirror. Slowly, Laplace's image began to change into a tall, elegant lady in luxurious clothes and a gauze hat. She was holding a lace folding fan to cover her mouth.

When she saw this noblewoman, Laplace immediately thought of the first Dream World Cleaner she had killed — the nine-foot snake woman.

In terms of appearance, she was exactly the same as the nine-foot snake woman.

As Laplace thought of this, the noblewoman in the mirror removed her fan, revealing a cracked mouth, sharp teeth, and a long snake tongue.

Her real body was the nine-foot snake woman!

In the mirror, when the nine-foot snake woman laughed eerily, the snake statue on the frame seemed to come alive and pounced at Laplace with bared fangs and brandished claws.

Laplace's method was the same as before. She retreated. This time, she retreated a hundred meters before the poisonous snakes slowly disappeared.

At this time, the standing mirror in the distance was fading away again.

When Laplace saw this, she roughly understood the rules of these crystal objects. It seemed that they would be activated as long as they were close to them. If they were far away, they would disappear on their own … However, she did not know where they would go after disappearing.

Were these crystal objects new Dream World Cleaners, or were they the remnants of the Dream World Cleaners she had killed before?

There were too few clues for Laplace to determine. However, she felt that there was a familiar smell in these crystal objects …

As Laplace was thinking, she suddenly felt something tighten around her waist.

She subconsciously lowered her head and saw that her waist had been bound by a long barbed whip at some point in time!

Barbed? Whip?!

Laplace immediately thought of the three crystal creations that had appeared near him. Two of them were mirrors, and the last one was a long whip with barbs.

However, she remembered that the whip was not around here. Why did it bind her?

Laplace looked back and saw that the handle of the whip was still there. However, the whip was like a snake that had slithered to her side and bound her waist.

The length of the whip was just enough to touch her.

Laplace did not expect the "trigger" range of the whip to be so large.

However, Laplace was not too nervous. Although the whip had bound her, it was not strong enough to break through the defense of the molted scales.

Although the whip did not seem to cause any harm to her, the appearance of these crystal objects was too strange. Laplace decided to be cautious and stretched out her hand to pull the whip away.

But at this moment, the whip pulled slightly, giving Laplace an insignificant amount of force. Then, the whip let go of its own accord.

It was a good thing that the whip released itself. However, to Laplace's surprise, when she looked up again, she found that everything around her had changed.

She was no longer in the air or on the ground. Instead, she was in a … rose garden.

It was as if the gentle pulling force of the whip wasn't really attacking Laplace, but pulling her into an unknown and strange space.

(End of chapter)

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