When the consciousness of the three people fell into the dream realm, their bodies in the material world imdiately lost control and plumted towards the sea.
Whoosh—
Angie, erging from the shadows, was the first to activate the [Activated Spiritual Light], summoning a large number of playful wind elental spirits with a wave of her hand. Gently holding the Fla Prison Dragon and the Nymph, she allowed them to slowly descend onto the deck of the approaching [Crown of Miracles].
However, the [Beast King's Nest], already wiped out, did not receive such treatnt and plunged directly into the sea like a teor, creating a giant splash over a hundred ters high.
Although she had already received the ssage from the Nymph, Olivia, who gently held her mother's body in her arms, couldn't help but widen her eyes at Angie, Kaka, and i.
"We... just wait like this?"
Angie thought for a mont, and when her eyes fell on the "Ocean Treasure" still sealed in the [Diamond Prison], they suddenly lit up: "Ocean Treasure, perhaps, we are not entirely powerless to do sothing."
Bam!
The feeling of weightlessness seed to last only a mont, and Aiven felt like he had abruptly awakened from a nightmare, jumping up from his bed.
As he opened his eyes and looked around, he found himself in a vast and endless tropical jungle.
It had the typical stratification of a tropical rainforest, with ergent, canopy, juvenile, shrub, and ground layers from top to bottom, and an erosion layer extending hundreds of ters below. This three-dinsional green space was teeming with a rich variety of plants and animals.
There was no trace of human presence or signs of transformation by nature.
He stood on a canopy layer that resembled a sea of greenery, having reverted from the Fla Prison Dragon form to his most authentic self, which was a mark of Tier 3 casters in the spirit realm— the true form of one's body, accompanied by his mother-in-law, equally graceful and indistinct from the outside world.
"Hmm? Where did the [Beast King's Nest] go?"
"Look!"
Following the delicate, pale finger of the Nymph, they gazed ahead.
Rustle...
Several hundred ters away, a blood-red river that had been quietly flowing on the ground suddenly lifted its head like a giant python, several dozen ters wide and hundreds of ters high, with the faces of countless marine creatures within it.
It gave the impression that every wave was composed of a marine creature, densely packed, making anyone with a fear of clusters wish to fall dead.
Clearly, all of those were creature templates recorded in the fifth volu of the [Creator's Blood], manifesting under the special rules of the spiritual world.
The blood-red river faced in the direction of the two individuals, emitting a terrifying roar as if composed of a thousand demon creatures.
Roar—!!!
A hurricane swept through, shattering the ergent and canopy layers into a sea of wood chips.
The essence of the [Beast King's Nest]'s power had evidently also reached Tier 3, although it was unclear if the "Big Boss" had the capability to explore the spirit realm like human wizards after gaining consciousness.
However, the manifestation here was his truest form.
It was sowhat similar to the [Creator's Blood] owned by the "Life Tree School," but with notable and inexplicable differences.
Subsequently, the turbulent wave sounds gradually transford into the "Big Boss"'s roar:
"What did you do to ???"
Apparently, this fellow, not originally from an extraordinary background, had never personally explored the spirit realm through dreams, and possibly, due to not being human, had never even dread.
As the roar echoed in the ears, the "Big Boss" lunged at the two individuals.
The "Blood Hand Gang's" leader clearly upheld the gang's traditional notion that the best way to solve a problem was to eliminate the source of the problem!
The striking blood-red river from high above split and flowed, resembling blossoming anemone tentacles or dusa's hair, with each tip crowned by the head of a demonized creature.
Cold eyes, sharp teeth... even with several hundred ters remaining, a nauseating stench of blood was already in the air.
Even without activating any magic-like techniques, the sheer tearing montum was already terrifying.
And in response to the "Big Boss."
Was a sudden bright red flash at Aiven's raised fingertip.
Rui—
[Witchcraft: Flesh and Blood Collapse]
Specifically targeting the basic structural components of skin and flesh.
Small creatures would turn to scrap instantly, and even a large creature like a Sea Monster could end up with a horrifying large hole. Without regenerative abilities, it would be almost a declaration of death—this witchcraft was a perfect match for large, lower-agility flesh-and-blood creatures.
Bam!
A targeted witchcraft pierced through the blood-red river several dozen ters wide, blasting open a two-ter-wide circular hole, and sweeping away all the sowhat illusionary marine creature faces along the way.
This represented the essential demise of the "Big Boss" as a concept of collective consciousness!
"Although it still seems tough, an accidentally born consciousness clearly doesn't possess the 'unbreakable' traits of Ocean Treasure. Even if it takes ti, we can grind him down."
Seeing the witchcraft take effect and interrupt the charge, Aiven finally let out a deep sigh of relief.
Utilizing her [Lifebound Gem: Erald] power, the Nymph had dragged all three into the deepest part of the dream realm, getting very close to the spirit realm, creating a ho-field advantage.
Most importantly, just like being in the spirit realm, if one dies here, it ans a complete end to life!
Although the "Blood Hand Gang" had already been established for nearly two hundred years, this [Beast King's Nest] of Tier 3 level, which ca into consciousness, had endured through unknown long ages. The number of marine creatures and lower-level demons swallowed into the nest by the "Big Boss" had long ceased to be counted.
However, in any case, the battle had been pulled back to an equal footing.
Opposite.
Even though the injuries that pierced through its body were insignificant to its massive form without vital organs, they healed in the blink of an eye.
Yet, since gaining consciousness, the "Big Boss" had never been hard in body. After passing the initial fright, its body and mind were filled with boundless rage.
With a furious roar.
Hundreds to thousands of ferocious heads of demonized creatures trailing long necks once again lunged rabidly toward Aiven and the Nymph as if to devour them completely on the spot.
"Hahaha, good timing, my lady, I'll take the lead!"
A Magic Book, "Flesh Sacrifice," abstracted into various runes, techniques, and symbolic assemblies, leapt out from above Aiven's head, and layers of rune arrays began unfolding around him.
Bathed in the "Activated Spiritual Light" that seed to make stones breathe, Aiven gently raised his right hand.
Rumble...
The ground beneath his feet began to quiver violently, the lush primordial rainforest in view was turned over instantly, and amongst the waves of dirt, gigantic earthen arms, tens to hundreds of ters tall, reached out from the soil.
At this ti, the entire earth seed to beco an extension of Aiven's body.
Then, they converged into an earthen wave ford by these arms and slamd fiercely toward the "Beast King's Nest."
[Activated Spiritual Light: Hundred-ard Giant!]
Hundreds of arms against hundreds of heads, a truly matched contest where the worthy et.
Chirps and chatters...
The Nymph beside him raised her hand, countless Kingfisher Familiars, like they were made of jade, erged from the air, forming a green cloud in the sky.
Aiven had seen these kingfishers by Olivia's side before, capable of killing a Tier 2 Extraordinary "Deceitful Dream Cultist" in just one strike. In the hands of Upper-Rank Wizard Nymph, their power was even more remarkable at this mont.
Light streams like raindrops fell from the green cloud, weaving through the battlefield among the monsters, continuously sniping one demon head after another.
Though the opportunities for the two to fight side by side were scarce, Nymph seed like a super-enhanced version of Olivia, and their cooperation was at least greater than the sum of their parts.
Rumble——!
The earth roared, light cannons flashed, and the three Grand Wizard level entities unleashed their might, resembling gods in fury at the basent of the Dream Realm, threatening to tear the whole space apart.
The intense battle continued for a full twenty minutes.
The demons in the "Beast King's Nest" which had reached the Tier 3 level were almost entirely depleted, and the losses of Tier 1 and Tier 2 demons were countless.
At this point, the "Big Boss" finally felt an unprecedented sense of crisis and could no longer stick to the plan of devouring Aiven, the Upper-Rank Wizard of the "Life Tree School."
Boom!
The once blood-filled river instantly exploded, and the remaining hundreds of demons, mixed with blood light like teors racing across the horizon, slipped through the fingers of the "Hundred-ard Giant" trying desperately to break out of the edge of this Dream Realm.
Just as he had proclaid before, as long as a single demonized creature remained alive, he would not die!
Even if completely restored through the biological templates stored in the "Creator's Blood," it was hard to say how much the reborn personality would relate to the original "Big Boss," but this undying property was already remarkable.
If he managed to escape to the Spirit Realm or the ocean of the collective unconsciousness from here, who knew when he might, like the early exploring wizards of the Spirit Realm, discover for himself a way back to the Material World.
Even if Aiven acquired the bodily "Ocean Treasure: Beast King's Nest" he left behind, Aiven would have to be wary of the backstab that might be coming at any mont!
With a dragon's roar, Aiven transford into a twenty-ter-long Storm Dragon and charged into the sky.
Above the utterly destroyed tropical rainforest, dark clouds rolled and gathered rapidly, in the blink of an eye obscuring the entire sky.
Under Aiven's "Divine Power" control, the electromagnetic field around the Storm Dragon expanded far beyond human asure.
Buzz——
In the loosely regulated Western and Spirit Realm, these apocalyptic scenes were far more spectacular than in the Material World. Aiven estimated that to achieve the sa effect in the Material World would require him, as a "Branded Swordsman," to at least reach Tier 4.
Following that, blue and white lightning twisted and slithered through the clouds like serpents and dragons, heralding an unprecedentedly terrifying thunderstorm.
One fighting for its life, the other striving to leave no threats behind for a decisive kill, both sides scrambled with all their might against ti.
However.
Just as the blood-hued demon replicas scattered across the sky were nearing the edge of the rainforest and about to enter another dream, they suddenly dissolved into fragnts, morphing back into the oceanic creature faces that reford into the initial bloodred river.
Puzzled by the unexpected turn of events, the "Big Boss" looked up blankly at the sky.
BOOM!!!
The brilliant white lightning, filling every inch of space, had drowned everything.
[Desperate Thunder Swordsmanship: High-Voltage High-Frequency Pulse]
Outside.
The "Black Cavity" suddenly opened, spewing a flesh ball twenty ters in diater into a mountain forest.
Fearing that using the Dream Realm might give the "Big Boss" a chance, no one dared transport the flesh shell he left through "Dream Cruise." Initially intending to let the "Crown of Miracles" drag it ashore, they found that the Navy of the Syracuse City-State had already begun to mobilize upon noticing the commotion.
Opting for a bit of risk, Kaka triggered the "Black Cavity," transporting the still "Diamond Prison" sealed "Beast King's Nest" via teleportation into a piece of land far from the coast.
This was Angie's earlier stroke of inspiration.
Beyond the unprotected "consciousness," the "Big Boss" had another weakness. The "Ocean Treasure" only exerted its effects at sea, becoming nothing more than scrap tal on land, at most an indestructible piece of scrap tal.
At the instant it landed, the powers of the "Beast King's Nest" were simultaneously undone.
Accompanied by faint electrical arcs, the massive red flesh ball collapsed on its own, quickly transforming into a blood-red scroll adorned with various biological depictions — the fifth volu of "Flesh Sacrifice," [Creator's Blood]!
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