When Clark Carter chased him out of the library, he saw that the other party had run to the end of the corridor.
The speed and strength of the black-robed man left a deep impression on him.
"If he's so powerful in the dream, he must be extremely powerful in the real world … Who is he? A hidden evil heretic with such a level of power, he's a major hidden danger to the world's security! "
As Clark Carter ran, he recited a few words.
Those were not notes that humans could make, or rather, it was a strange sound that humans imitated certain creatures to make. Every word seemed to be full of depravity and chaos.
Puff!
The shadow of the corridor exploded, and tentacles full of eyes stretched out from it, like pythons, and swept toward Fang Xian.
Smack!
A tentacle whipped the black robe, as if trying to restrain Fang Xian's right leg. The next moment, the tentacle suddenly exploded, and the tip was covered with black spots, as if it had been gnawed by countless insects.
"Back off!"
Fang Xian's body suddenly emitted a trace of Qi.
This was the level of a necromancer!
Under its influence, all the tentacles trembled, as if they had sensed something extremely terrible, and curled up.
"A superior existence? A supernatural creature in human form? "
Clark Carter, who was chasing from behind, snorted angrily as he watched Fang Xian break the window and jump out.
But his anger only lasted for a moment, and then the lines of his face softened, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Smack!
Fang Xian broke the window and was ready to move as soon as he landed.
He needed to escape from Clark Carter's sight and return to the place where he first entered the dream in order to get out of here and return to the right place in the real world.
Suddenly, Fang Xian's movements stopped.
He looked around and was surprised to find that he was standing in the center of a stage.
The lights on the stage were bright, and most of the audience below the stage wore yellow robes, looking numb, like puppets.
He seemed to have jumped onto a stage, a theater.
Rumble!
At this time, the dome of the theater split in the middle, and a huge face appeared.
It was like a god, high and mighty, overlooking all living beings.
It was the face of a middle-aged woman.
She was silent for a moment. Then, she stretched out her hands. Her two giant hands shook the universe, seeming to contain the power of space.
Wherever the giant hand passed, the three-dimensional image would instantly turn into a two-dimensional image that was compressed and rolled up … This was a power that could destroy heaven and earth!
"This woman … is also a legendary investigator?"
"Why is she so strong? No … I should say, why did she become so big? "
Fang Xian rolled his eyes and suddenly came to a realization. "It's not that she has become bigger, but I have become smaller. Is this a painting?"
Dreamland.
Clark Carter ran to the window and saw that Sirena, the legendary investigator, had arrived and was slowly putting away an oil painting.
The oil painting was set against the backdrop of the resplendent light of dusk. It depicted a huge theater, and there seemed to be a small person on the stage.
It was called the Twilight King's Theater, and it was an item filled with magical power. It could be brought directly into a dream and unleashed its effects.
Once the oil painting was rolled up, it meant that anyone or anything that entered the painting would be completely sealed!
"Unknowingly falling into a trap?"
"After all, it's the Investigator Headquarters … There are too many forces that can be mobilized …"
Fang Xian looked at the giant hand and sighed.
Even the Ancient Ones might be sealed by this kind of power!
Even the teleportation function of the secret key was affected.
This was almost a hopeless situation!
Fortunately, he had previously understood a secret, and it just so happened that he could use it.
"I hope … the seal underground is strong enough."
Fang Xian took a deep breath, shook his hypostasis, and shouted, "Nikolaia! Nikolaia! "
This was the name of the ancient ruler who was sleeping in the Secret Realm of Deepest Sea. It had incredible power!
And Fang Xian, after his previous deduction, roughly believed that this dream belonged to Nikolaia himself!
At this moment, what kind of changes would occur if he called his name in the dream of this ancient god?
Rumble!
The entire island was trembling, as if an underwater earthquake had erupted. Large tracts of land cracked open, and a layer of seawater surged out.
In the secret castle, buildings collapsed one after another and were submerged by the seawater.
"No …"
Sirena screamed as she saw the half-rolled up oil painting in her hand crack, and salty seawater overflowed from it.
Although they were both ancient rulers, this was only an oil painting painted by the believers after they comprehended the power of the King of Dusk, while the dream was the ruler, Nikolaia himself.
Therefore, after Fang Xian chanted the name of the god, the conflict between the two immediately caused the oil painting to crack, and Fang Xian took the opportunity to escape.
"You … Do you know what you've done?"
Sirena pointed at Fang Xian, her entire body trembling as she roared, "You've summoned an existence that absolutely cannot be awakened. The end of the world may be brought forward because of this!"
Fang Xian did not say anything.
Even though he was surrounded by elite investigators, he did not say anything.
At this moment, everyone was shocked by the huge black shadow that rose from the center of the secret castle.
It came from the cracks in the ground and the seawater, just a blurry black shadow.
Everyone present was an experienced investigator, but unfortunately, whether it was their strong physique, their self-proclaimed determination, or even the rationality that they were proud of, they were nothing in front of true terror.
Everyone's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand. Unprecedented fear filled every investigator's heart!
The investigators saw the black shadow, but they did not seem to have seen it.
What they saw seemed to be the ruins of the ancient castle, but there was an indescribable existence occupying the ruins, revealing a different form.
Incomprehensible, indescribable …
Even if they described what they saw, they would find that the descriptions were almost completely different, creating the effect of a blind man feeling an elephant.
In front of such a great existence, the shallow knowledge of humans was laughable and crude.
Fang Xian's body trembled. His level 6 hypostasis was urging him to lower his head.
Because the black shadow was almost condensing in his imagination and perception, turning into an indescribable specific form.
Do not look directly at a god!
Nikolaia, the ancient ruler.
It was just a shadow that had woken up in the dream. Fear swept through all the investigators like a hurricane.
"I can't let it wake up."
Clark Carter gritted his teeth and loudly chanted an incantation.
The speed of the secret castle's collapse was even faster.
But from the Grand Library, in the ruins that had fallen to the ground, a book floated up, turned into a golden light, and suddenly exploded.
An invisible wind swept the surroundings, calming the trembling of the ground, and the surging seawater curled back to the surface.
Fang Xian covered his forehead.
He seemed to hear a crazy shout in his ears, "I … God Ascendant … Hopkins … will make all the gods in the sky … vanish!"
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