Chapter 1475: Section 1476 The Believer’s Oath Chapter 1475: Section 1476 The Believer’s Oath The ash-green, short curly hair was now all drenched. His forehead was also soaked with sweat, his cheeks pale.
This was the scene Angel saw when he found Sanders.
Noticing Angel’s arrival, Sanders finally used a Cleansing Spell to wipe the sweat from his brow.
“You’re here?” Sanders summoned a chair and signaled for Angel to sit down, “Are you ready to leave yet?”
“I might need to stay here a bit longer,” Angel said, his eyes glancing toward the desk where there was a glass bottle.
The bottle was empty but emitted a familiar scent.
“Twisted Paradic Worm?” Angel looked up at Sanders. Even though Sanders’s expression didn’t show anything wrong, his face was still very pale, “ntor, did you go to the Nightmare Realm?”
Sanders’s eyebrows were lowered, and he nodded slightly, “Yes, I did go there for so matters.”
“Is it related to Greya?”
Sanders nodded, “Yes, I used the Paradic Worm soaked in Greya’s soul power to go to the part of the Nightmare Realm where she lost her physical body. I wanted to reposition that area of the Nightmare Realm.”
At this point, Sanders fell silent for a while, his eyes deep yet lifeless, as if recalling sothing.
“What happened after that?” Angel asked.
Regaining his composure, Sanders shook his head, “After that… I forgot.”
Forgot? In Angel’s puzzled look, Sanders continued quietly, “I only rember that I seed to have reached a dark crossroads. Then, my mory was automatically blocked; I can’t rember anything.”
The Nightmare Realm is full of bizarre happenings, and Sanders had on several occasions experienced mory blockages after entering it. However, the mories that were blocked were usually so important item or scene information, like the “Singularity Scattering ditation thod,” which he could never rember or take out, or so letters, books, and so on that he saw in the Nightmare Realm…
This ti, unexpectedly, it wasn’t the mory of so item that was blocked, but his entire experience.
Before his mory was blocked, he was clearly still walking on a dark and long road.
Sothing must have happened after that crossroad.
Perhaps there was a battle, or perhaps he saw so important scenes; in any case, he could not rember at all. And the last fragnt of his mory was of being in a pitch-black space, where Sanders could feel the air flowing around him, suggesting it wasn’t an enclosed space.
However, Sanders felt very anxious at that ti, as if he was about to face a great terror, and thus decisively used the Paradic Worm to return to reality.
“From that crossroad to the pitch-black space at the end, I don’t know what happened; the entire experience’s mory was blocked,” Sanders’s eyes held a complex emotion, “However, I haven’t forgotten that ‘feeling’ — the panic, the anxiety and fear, the chilling awe… These feelings have left an imprint in my heart.”
Even recalling these feelings caused Sanders’s body to be covered in cold sweat. It was clear that sothing terrifying must have happened at that ti.
Listening to Sanders’s words, Angel also felt chills, and a spine-tingling sense of dread rose from his back.
Even though Sanders had entered the Nightmare Realm multiple tis, each visit was filled with trepidation.
The Nightmare Realm was just too bizarre and frightening.
Sanders looked up at Angel, “Maybe you could rember if you went.”
Angel’s Nightmare Soul Body was of a very high rank; he was able to rember the “Singularity Scattering ditation thod,” so it was very likely that the mory block would have little effect on him.
“However, having just advanced, it would be extrely dangerous for you to go to the area of the Nightmare Region where Greya lost her physical body. But once you have stabilized your strength, you could try exploring the outer edges of the Nightmare Realm.”
Of course, the premise of Angel venturing into the Nightmare Realm for exploration was that the stitched Queen would not co looking for trouble again. This would require Angel to test on his next visit to the Nightmare Realm.
Sanders paused for a mont, “Let’s talk about the Nightmare Realm another ti. Back to the main topic, you just ntioned that you plan to stay at Black Castle for the ti being, why?”
Angel followed up on Sanders’s topic and did not inquire further about the Nightmare Realm but instead relayed the answer Hua Que had given earlier.
“I see,” Sanders nodded in understanding, “I did not expect they would actually succeed in creating the Transforming Soft-bodied Insect.”
“Yes, and this also proves one thing — she plans to continue staying at Black Castle.”
Sanders nodded, neither approving nor rejecting Hua Que’s choice.
“However, Hua Que proposed a trade with ,” Angel said. “I ca to seek the ntor precisely because of the content of this trade, and I’m not quite certain about it.”
Under Sanders’ gaze, Angel recounted the conversation he had with Hua Que.
“…Without a doubt, what Hua Hua foresaw points surely to the Wilderness of Dreams. Taking Popota into the Wilderness of Dreams is not a problem, but I worry it might expose the Wilderness of Dreams to the eyes of the Unparalleled Great Demon God,” Angel voiced his concern.
Sanders pondered for a mont, “I cannot be sure about the risk either, but I rember there was a wizard who specifically researched the influence of Demon Gods on their followers, including so comparative experints, which might provide you with so insight.”
Angel: “…” People researched this?
Seeing Angel’s confusion, Sanders casually explained, “Wizards have lengthy lifespans; it’s not unusual for them to research peculiar topics. This subject is actually not that obscure. However, those involved with Demon Gods usually don’t end well. The researcher in question eventually drew the attention of a Demon God, and his end… it’s better left unsaid.”
Angel also rembered that when he had followed Sanders to Soul Valley to see Nis, Nis was at that ti studying so kind of gender-related topic.
Speaking of which, Sanders briefly shared the contents of that wizard’s research with Angel.
The followers of Demon Gods are spread across the Pan-Dinsional Plane, and They can’t possibly pay attention to everyone, only bestowing more attention on those with potential. But these seeds of potential, before they turn that potential into strength, are not really that valued by Demon Gods.
And how do Demon Gods prioritize their followers? The answer lies in the oath of sacrifice.
If a follower’s oath is to offer themselves completely and without reservation to a Demon God, then that person becos completely transparent to the Demon God, who can know all their information, even tracing back to their lineage.
In other words, as long as you dedicate everything, even your Consciousness Spark, the Demon God can trace it.
If the follower’s oath is simply to offer their soul, allowing their soul to return to the Demon Earth upon death, then the information known by the Demon God is, comparatively, less.
Of course, if the Demon God wishes to check the mories, they can still know these people’s secrets through their souls. But it is impossible to fully trace the Consciousness Spark unrelated to the soul.
In summary, whether sheltering Popota will expose the Wilderness of Dreams under the scrutiny of a Demon God depends on the exact oath he took during the sacrifice.
If Popota’s oath wasn’t an unconditional sacrifice, then there is room for maneuver.
However, even so, there is an important prerequisite: before Popota’s death, he must absolutely not reveal anything about the Wilderness of Dreams to him.
Otherwise, once the soul holds the mory, the Demon God can still probe into it. Only when Popota’s soul is completely severed from the Consciousness Spark before death, allowing the Consciousness Spark to naturally be taken into the Wilderness of Dreams by Angel and beco a resident of the Dream Realm, can they maximally avoid the Demon God’s probes.
Of course, there might still be risks involved, but at this level, avoiding all risks is practically impossible.
Nevertheless, to avoid any oversight, Angel still planned to make a trip to the Wilderness of Dreams to consult Frode, and see from the perspective of “dreams,” how this matter was viewed.
Having shared his thoughts with Sanders, Sanders nodded as well, but just as Angel was ready to return to the ditation room to Enter Dream, Sanders suddenly said:
“Oh, there’s another matter I haven’t ntioned to you.”
Angel turned around, thinking it might be sothing Sanders had left unsaid about the relationship between Demon Gods and their followers.
However, the content Sanders ntioned was unrelated. “Just before, while you were in the ditation room, a representative from Kimberly sent an Apprentice to find you.”
“Lady Kimberly looking for ?” Angel asked. “Is it about an exchange in Alchemy?”
A peculiar look flashed in Sanders’ eyes, “No, it’s said to be soone from the research institute.”
The research institute? Sky chanical City?
Angel paused, recalling he had only left Sky chanical City not long ago; what would soone from the research institute want with him? And how did they know he was in Black Castle?
“Who from the research institute?” Angel asked curiously.
“I don’t know, they didn’t co to Black Castle but communicated through other ans. If you want the specifics, you can go to Kimberly and inquire.”
Angel nodded.
At the mont, he couldn’t fathom why the research institute was seeking him out but, considering the institute’s lax rules, it probably wasn’t for anything urgent. Angel decided to first visit the Wilderness of Dreams and deal with other matters later.
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