Oh no!
In the instant my body lost balance and fell toward the mountain’s entrance, Leon suddenly understood all the causal relationships.
The item worth Fredri sacrificing hundreds of True Gods and offering up a significant amount of origin as the price—besides the present world, there was another one!
The lineup of gods bearing the origins as offerings, the mocking ravens who refused to flee, and the ti disruptions outside Ring Ti Mountain... all appeared to be attempts to stall , giving her ti to attack the present world, but it was all a ruse to lower my guard.
Her target had never changed; it was from the start!
Desperately, I turned my gaze upward, imprinting the figure at the mountain entrance deeply into my mind, as Leon’s face hardened and he imdiately played one of his life-saving cards, pushing the dream origin in his hand to its limit, shifting toward the distant dream called [Old Ox].
As a "mount" Leon had personally preserved, Old Ox’s body was entirely composed of illusory dreams, and for a master of dream origins, crossing from reality into dreams was easier than breathing, almost impossible to prevent.
Even if below was the madness of ti disturbances and above was the strongest blockade from the origin survivors, as long as Leon had a thought, he could still straddle the boundary between reality and dream in an instant, escaping the dangerous situation of being cast down Ring Ti Mountain...
Theoretically, that’s how it should have been!
Goodbye... no, perhaps never see again.
Seeing Leon’s eyes widen below, an expression of astonishnt on his face, Fredri at the mountain’s peak curled her lips slightly and continued to operate the Truth she had extracted from the ravens, casting a layer of [Disaster Avoidance] over everything in Ring Ti Mountain, including Old Ox, who was climbing up.
Even if his guard was down, with Leon’s overly cautious nature, he would still have life-saving strategies at crucial monts, probably more than one. However, no matter how many reserves he had, trying to escape from Ring Ti Mountain relied on the power of others.
So long as she spread the effect of [Disaster Avoidance] at the mont of pushing him down, enhancing anything that had contact with him, so that everything around was repelled from "disaster," it would erase all his climbing "holds."
And falling from the top of Ring Ti Mountain, being temporarily isolated from this world... naturally, Leon could never return!
...
"Moo moo! (Ahahaha, I found my body back!)"
As Fredri stood on the mountain edge, staring at the figure falling into the ti disturbance below, fearing any further reversal, a joyous moo resounded from behind her.
"Moo moo moo! (Quick, quick! Revive , and I’ll carry you out!)"
Treading jubilantly, Old Ox climbed up the dark mountain path, eagerly mooing at the figure at the mountain entrance, urging Leon to hurry and revive him, as it could not wait to regain its body.
However, when the figure at the mountain entrance parted the cloud and turned back with a mischievous smile, Old Ox felt a chill turn the blood in its body to ice, and the fresh bull eggs it had just regained shriveled down to quail egg size.
Oh! My! God!!!
Seeing Fredri replace Leon at the mountain top, and recalling her back towards himself staring down is appearance, Old Ox’s mind scrambled to piece together what might have happened just a mont ago...
Leon was probably pushed down by her! Isn’t this the end of Old Bullock?!
Caught up now?
Turning back and seeing Old Ox’s features full of terror, having finally dealt with her greatest rival, Fredri hesitated for a mont, then gently soothed:
"Don’t worry. Since Leon has returned to his original world, I have no need... huh?"
In Fredri’s surprised eyes, she saw Old Ox not slowing but rather, resolute, galloping with all its might, leapt towards the dark entrance of Ring Ti Mountain with unprecedented speed!
"..."
You really are... quite decisively reckless...
Chasing a few steps toward where the bull had leapt from, watching helplessly as the ti disturbance below swallowed up the flailing and kicking Old Ox, Fredri could only stop, shaking her head in exasperation.
Since Leon has left, as long as you forfeit those True Gods, everything would be fine, wouldn’t it? Could I have... never mind... you’ve already leaped, and judging by Ring Ti Mountain’s response, you are, like Leon, an escapee, so leaving is for the best.
With a gentle sigh, Fredri, her expression a mix of feelings, left the mountain entrance and beckoned toward the direction of the mountain top’s lighthouse.
"Co over; it’s over now."
"Ee-yah! (Alright!)"
Accompanied by a high-pitched donkey bray, the comical donkey with a saddle erged from behind the tower, riding the raven still shaken from fright, happily heading toward Fredri, eyes filled with curiosity, it asked:
"How did you do it? Can you tell ?"
Fredri, hearing this, glanced at it and nodded in acknowledgnt of the silly donkey’s minor help, then asked in a calm tone:
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