Within this bubble was a pure manifestation of Dream Energy, mixed with so abilities to strengthen the soul and spirit.
This pulled Alka’s essence in the Dream Realm to a level far beyond what his actual strength should allow.
Judging by this inexplicable surge in power—
He might now be a full stage stronger here than he was in reality.
That is to say, his real-world strength was at Third Stage, while in the Dream World it had beco Fourth Stage. Combined with the abilities of the Dream Catcher, perhaps he now counted as a powerful being in the Dream World.
The essence of his spirit body in the Dream Realm and his real-world self were now dramatically split due to this difference in strength.
Judging from the current sensation—
The spirit body would likely feed back into his real body, rapidly boosting Alka’s real-world strength in a short period of ti.
Though of course, it was impossible to boost him to the kind of strength he had in the dream.
But gaining a few extra Spirals should be no issue.
Looking at his Dream Bubbles—
They now stretched so far the edge could not even be seen.
The Crystal Pillar Stones he’d just rebuilt suddenly beca dreamlike and blurry.
No longer the sky-piercing monoliths they were before.
That cluster of energy had enhanced Alka’s very essence in the Dream World—besides boosting his strength, it seed to have changed sothing else, too.
But given his understanding of the Dream World, he was completely puzzled.
Honestly, his knowledge of the Dream Realm had always just been on a fairly basic level.
Still, overall it was a good thing.
At least his strength had certainly increased.
He looked over at the two remaining energy clusters and the floating crystal shard.
Just the first cluster had brought such a monuntal change.
Alka could hardly imagine what the rest would do.
He considered for a mont, then reached out and touched another cluster of energy.
This cluster imdiately curled itself around Alka’s hand.
On his wrist, it morphed into strange stripes, which wove together into a pattern resembling a deer.
Energy gathered, forming a gigantic Dream Elk nearly two ters tall.
The elk was like a vision, entirely unreal, especially those massive horns atop its head.
Symtrical in the extre, they arched outward from both sides, with crystalline shapes hanging from them like fruit.
Beautiful, so beautiful.
Alka couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
As he walked, a crisp and ethereal bell chid from the elk’s antlers.
That was the sound made by the gentle swaying of the crystals.
Hearing this sound, Alka felt an inexplicable peace.
The dreamlike deer drew near, rubbing its antlers against Alka’s arm, and then settled quietly at his side.
This was what the second cluster of energy bestowed—a dream creature. The colors were a bit off, but judging by its form, it seed to be a mist-type being.
It must be the true essence of that giant monster from the Dream World before.
It, too, had beco a trophy, transforming into the newly-born Illusory Spirit Mist Deer, and forging a contract with him.
Then the Mist Deer gently shook its head.
The ethereal bell chid again.
But this ti the bell’s chi rippled outward, and Alka’s Dream World began to change.
On what was once endless grassland, patch after patch of bizarre plants and strange flowers sprouted from the ground, all glowing with a cold, misty light.
Great clouds of pale blue mist began to drift out from the deer, spreading in all directions.
Alka didn’t stop it.
Because he could feel his dream becoming better, his Dream Bubbles growing sturdier, more like a... world.
This reinforcent of the dream seed to keep feeding back to his core self in the Spiritual World, making him even stronger in the Dream World.
"The split... is getting worse." Alka felt that such a vast difference in strength might not be good.
He couldn’t help but furrow his brows in thought.
The deer leaped and bounded across the ground and the sky, with every leap reshaping the environnt.
This seed to be its innate ability.
"Let’s give you a na... hmm... how about ’Illusion’."
Watching Illusion bound away into the distance—
Alka turned his attention to the last remaining cluster of energy.
He couldn’t help but feel expectant for what this energy would bring him.
It was like the thrill of unboxing a blind box—and knowing for sure sothing precious would be inside.
Reaching out to touch the cluster, the energy transford into glowing lines that wound up Alka’s arm, all the way to his crown, gathering at the center of his brow.
Then, a pattern ford from three diamond-shaped Gemstones appeared on his forehead.
The symbol emitted a faint glow.
The light flashed, and mist appeared out of thin air.
A Crown made of crystal settled onto his head, as if it had always grown there.
Alka reached up and touched the Crown, feeling a cool, hard texture.
"Constructing the Royal Court?"
This ability granted Alka a true status by which he could firmly establish himself in the Dream World.
King—he was now a King of the Dream World.
But the powers brought on by this were rather intricate; Alka would need so ti to figure out exactly what they entailed.
He looked towards the translucent crystal shard that hovered nearby.
This item, completely different from the three clusters of energy, was the trophy Alka had deliberately left for last.
What could it be?
At a glance, it seed utterly unlike the energies from before.
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