"Him? No wonder … "Fernando said in a low voice.
Although "Real Dreamscape" was the talent spell of the vampires, only Prince Dracula, a top legendary vampire, could connect so many people's dreams together and have their own thinking ability. Although Abel's overall strength was a bit stronger than Dracula's, when it came to "Real Dreamscape", he was weaker than Dracula.
It was said that Dracula could create something out of nothing in addition to creating dreams where everyone worked together. With his talent of devouring and plundering, he could materialize his dreams. The creatures in the dreams were as real as they could think and communicate, but they did not know that they were fake and were part of the dream.
Antec continued his explanation for Fernando. "Aalto in Dream covers the real Aalto and can prevent the assault of the legends of the Church. Also, there have been a lot of conflicts among vampires, elves, dragons, dwarves, and human beings over the years. Greater conflicts will be caused if they are restrained all the time. This is perfect. After all, it's just a dream. You can always vent your conflicts. You can be resurrected even if you die."
As he spoke, he smiled proudly. "Most of the power of Aalto in Dream comes from Prince Dracula, but my teacher, Stanis, the other students, and I have all made certain contributions. That's why I sensed that you entered the dream and came to 'pick' you up."
Fernando looked at his cowardly friend thoughtfully, only to discover that he was finally glowing with his own brilliance. He sniffed and said, "I'm afraid that your contributions are not as big as a fingernail."
"Yes, I've only advanced into the senior rank not long ago." Antec did not feel inferior at all. Instead, he was rather proud. It had been his dream to become a senior-rank sorcerer when he was young. As for the higher ranks, he did not even dare to think about them at that time.
Fernando clicked his tongue and shifted his attention to the battle up ahead. The more he watched, the more shocked he was. The vampires and the elves' naturally-endowed spells, melee abilities, arrows, and daggers could not be faked at all. Even the aftermath of the battle was so real.
"This' Real Dreamland 'is not as bad as I thought," he said with mixed feelings unwillingly.
Antec knew his friend very well. He simply grinned and said, "Hehe."
Fernando was not annoyed. Instead, he suddenly thought of something else. "Dracula is in Aalto? Shouldn't he be near Tria or Lance at this time? "
The coalition army's counterattack against the Church was completely contained?
"Two days ago, Griffith became the new pope and changed his name to Gregory. On the same day, Prince Dracula, the primordial dragon of time, the elven queen, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, and the Master of the Boundless Ocean, the Sun King, the Stellar Mentor, the Lord of Elements, the Tower Scholar, the Master of Summoning, the Master of Transformation, the Devil King, the Demigod-lich, the primordial red dragon, Prince Seth, and more than ten level-three experts, including my teacher, attacked Lance again. They are the most powerful forces that can be summoned in the main plane other than the 'mastermind' of the Dark Mountain Range." Antec was rather upset, but he still briefly introduced the situation of the coalition army to his friend.
Just like the Sun King, the Stellar Mentor wasn't the legendary figure who founded the school of astrology.
"The Lord of the Boundless Ocean has also joined the battle? But it still failed? "Fernando asked solemnly.
Antec nodded. "The Lord of the Boundless Ocean has to join the battle. If the Church wins, the ocean won't be peaceful anymore. Therefore, the Nine Sea Generals and other forces of the ocean launched attacks on the coastal cities of the Church at the same time, stalling the saints, the regular Grand Cardinals, and the legendary Knight who stayed behind. The Lord of the Boundless Ocean has come to Lance in secret to take part in the battle."
Pausing for a moment, he seemed rather sad. "The Church was well prepared. Also, Gregory demonstrated the strength of a real demigod. Together with the help of the Angel King, Ivan, Rudolph, Felix, Hoffenberg, Orvarit, and other experts, he defeated our full-strength attack without suffering any damage. If we hadn't retreated in time, a lot of Excellencies might've been killed."
"He's already as strong as a demigod when he just took over … It seems that the new pope is as strong as a demigod whether or not the old pope died in advance because of 'God's Arrival'." Fernando mumbled to himself, not feeling happy about the fact at all. Then, he asked in a hurry, "No top legends died? No 'God's Arrival'? "
Antec calmed down a bit. "Yes. Gregory, the new pope, did not perform 'God's Arrival'."
"It seems that he has to 'adapt' for a while before he grasps' God's Arrival '. Otherwise, killing a top legend with' God's Arrival 'in such a great battle will collapse the confidence of the coalition army." Fernando had always despised the clerics, including the pope. He believed that their strength did not come from themselves and was easy to gain and easy to lose.
"Not necessarily." Antec subconsciously retorted, "If the pope kills another top legend with 'God's Arrival', the rest of them will certainly be scared, but they will work even harder to eliminate the hidden danger that directly threatens their lives. By then, how many times can the pope perform 'God's Arrival'?"
"It's possible if they are all sorcerers of the Imperium. However, Dracula, Danisos, the elven queen, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, and the Master of the Boundless Ocean all have conflicts with each other. Some of them even want to kill each other. So, who would be willing to sacrifice themselves and consume the pope's second 'God's Arrival' so that they can kill him when he is completely weakened?" Fernando exposed Antec's delusion mercilessly.
Antec insisted on his opinion. "It's not up to them to decide who will be sacrificed; it's up to the pope. If they retreat, they will only be killed by the pope one by one in the future. There is no other possibility. They can still try."
"Hehe. You're too naive. The pope who consumes' God's Arrival 'is as strong as a demigod too." Fernando mocked. Then, he looked at the sky. "Unless the Silver Moon is restored before the pope restores' God's Arrival '."
"Yes, that's the best case scenario," Antec echoed hopefully. "If it doesn't work out, then …"
He suddenly stopped talking and looked ahead, as if the battle that was about to end had deeply attracted him.
"Then what?" Fernando asked in confusion. He vaguely guessed that the sorcerers probably had their own plans too.
Antec chuckled. "Then, we will retreat into the Dark Mountain Range. The environment there is complicated. We are not scared of the Church."
"Hehe. What a lying coward," Fernando commented briefly.
"Really. That's exactly what I'm thinking," Antec said sincerely.
Fernando exposed him ruthlessly. "You are you, but other people probably don't think so. However complicated the environment of the Dark Mountain Range is, the Church will push forward bit by bit until there is nowhere for you to hide."
"Hehe. You'll know by then." Antec kept his mouth shut. "Alright, I'll take you to the real Aalto. In fact, it's so nice to live in such a dream."
"Don't be too obsessed. The illusionists who are bewildered by their own dreams will go crazy sooner or later," Fernando reminded him.
Antec nodded and did not say anything. He pressed his right hand on Fernando's shoulder, and waves spread out of his body.
The scene before Fernando's eyes suddenly shook and blurred. Then, it fell apart after a crack.
The brief darkness was gone, and Fernando saw the brilliant sunlight. The ancient city of Aalto was right before his eyes. As it turned out, he hadn't entered the city yet.
Next to him, Antec popped up. While communicating with him, he led him through the heavily-guarded city gate, fearing that special night watchers who were not affected by dreams would come and enter the real Aalto.
The streets of the real Aalto were empty. Nobody could be seen within hundreds of meters. It was as quiet as a pale ghost town.
"Most of them are sleeping." Antec pointed at his head. "The food they eat in the dreams comes from Prince Dracula's power. It can directly replenish their energy."
"I'm afraid that ordinary people can't bear such a dream for long," Fernando said solemnly.
Antec nodded. "Three years at most. They will be woken up and recovered regularly. Well, Fernando, I would like to ask you for a favor. Help … help …"
As he spoke, he suddenly stammered. Blushing, he stammered for a long time, unable to say anything.
"You are a coward who can't even ask for a favor." Fernando looked at him in disdain.
As if he were triggered, Antec spoke faster. "Your transformation belt seems to work very well. I don't see anything wrong with it at all. I would like to ask you to pretend to be my partner and attend a party. Those guys always laugh at me for not being able to find a partner."
He finished his sentence without pausing. He almost couldn't catch his breath.
"… Poor guy." Fernando squinted at him for a long time before he remarked with mixed feelings.
Antec was much more relaxed after he made his request. He said with the information he just received, "Aren't you trying to attract a batch of potential sorcerers? It'll be easier if you pretend to be a beautiful lady."
"Are all the potential sorcerers men? I think a lot of female sorcerers will like me if I look like this. Also, the most important factors are strength, future, and other factors, "Fernando said in disdain.
Antec pursed his lips. "However, those who have potential in tonight's party are all male sorcerers. Well, there are a dozen ladies who are good at magic, but their leader is a girl who likes girls. If you settle her, the other ladies will naturally follow you."
"Fair enough." Fernando nodded, feeling that he was convinced. After all, he did not reject the transformation belt.
Seeing that Fernando seemed to agree, Antec asked worriedly, "Will they see through the effect of your transformation? Their eyes have been fixed with certain spells. "
"They won't. I've modified this belt. After I use it, I'll become a woman in every part of my body. Even the legendary sorcerers can only see the traces of magic modification on my body, but they won't be able to tell where the modification came from. However, there are still drawbacks. I can't get pregnant …" Fernando introduced the belt and talked about a weird topic.
Relieved, Antec said, "That's good."
As for whether or not taking off the Transformation Belt would dispel the spell's effect, Roland had some common sense. The sign of using a magic item was the control center of the mind, not wearing it on the body — it would only activate the spell faster.
When he was gloating that he finally had a date, Fernando suddenly said, "Won't it be humiliating if your date is flirting with other people right in front of you?"
Antec was briefly stunned. "Fair enough …"
Then, he hurried to say, "Then, let's forget it."
"No, I already want to join the party." Fernando stared ahead.
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