The lead cultist finished drawing an inverted pentagram on Supergirl's face and then stepped out of the magic circle.
After that, another cultist, who appeared out of nowhere, dragged out a golden goat. He slit the goat's throat right in front of Supergirl and started letting the blood drain out.
For a few seconds, Roy had the feeling that the white goat had transford into a blonde girl.
It was like a glitch in a dream, a sudden texture error, that made Roy feel a strong sense of sothing being off.
Was that really a golden goat?
Or was it actually a blonde girl getting her throat brutally slit, only the dream twisted it into a golden goat?
Roy felt more and more like this dream was getting seriously weird.
Aside from the bizarre golden goat getting its throat slit and bleeding out, those cultists were also totally lifelike, not at all like NPCs in a dream.
On the other hand, Supergirl, the owner of this dream, seed totally out of it, like she was in a daze.
What the heck was going on?
Just as he was thinking this, the cultist had already picked up the basin full of goat's blood and ca over to Supergirl, dumping it right on top of her.
The warm blood soaked Supergirl's body, and the Supergirl who had been so dazed suddenly seed to snap awake, starting to taste the blood all over herself.
The scene was super creepy, yet it had this strange, unsettling beauty to it.
Then the cultists started laughing, and the guy who had just drawn the symbol on Supergirl's forehead started talking.
"Excellent, the ritual is almost complete! Let's call it a day and get out of here."
With that, a dozen or so cultists lined up and walked in another direction. A red portal appeared in front of them, and they vanished after stepping through it.
Those guys were actually outsiders who had entered the dream, just like Roy, and not NPCs created by the dream owner!
That ant Supergirl's current dream was being manipulated!
Roy hesitated for a mont, then decided to approach Supergirl to see what her deal was.
In front of the red-roofed cabin, Supergirl was still licking the blood off her body, her mannerisms and movents like so kind of wild animal.
After seeing Roy walk over, she imdiately let out a low growl, like a startled wild animal, as if warning Roy to stay away.
How could Roy not get closer? He felt like he was figuring out who Supergirl was in this world!
"Hey, relax, I'm not a bad guy, wait, no, I am a good guy! Can you tell your na?"
Supergirl was lying on the ground, her eyes fixed on Roy, as if she couldn't understand a word he was saying.
Why was that? Did dreaming make you lose your ability to speak or sothing?
Roy started to suspect that the goal of those dozen or so cultists was probably to reshape Supergirl's personality, controlling her through a ritual in the dream.
That would explain why Supergirl was acting so weird right now.
Supergirl's expression beca more and more dangerous, her body tensing up like a coiled spring.
Finally, when Roy got within a certain critical distance of Supergirl, she suddenly lunged at him, her speed incredibly fast, like a bolt of red lightning.
But Roy had already prepared for a fight and dodged to the side the mont Supergirl attacked.
And that wasn't all. As they passed each other, Roy grabbed Supergirl's ankle and slamd her onto the ground like swatting a fly.
[Discovered special character Carrie, you can absorb the power of fate to obtain rewards!]
Carrie? Was it Carrie the Witch?
Roy actually knew the movie Carrie. It was a pretty famous European and Arican horror flick. It wouldn't have been remade three tis if it wasn't well-known.
However, Roy had seen other versions of Carrie but not the Supergirl version, so he didn't recognize her look right away.
In the blink of an eye, dark red flas suddenly erupted on Carrie's body, forcing Roy to let go.
Having regained her freedom, Carrie, covered in flas, cautiously circled Roy, observing him. The earlier hit had made her realize that Roy wasn't soone to ss with, so she didn't attack rashly again.
"Is your na Carrie?"
The na Carrie seed to briefly bring her back to her senses, but only for a few short seconds before her consciousness was taken over by her animalistic instincts again.
Then, Carrie suddenly opened her mouth wide and started breathing fire at Roy.
The dark red flas Carrie controlled weren't quite the sa as Roy's hellfire. Even Roy in his demon form wouldn't dare to take them head-on, let alone his current consciousness in a dream.
But in a dream, Roy could do so much more, even more freely than in reality.
Suddenly, a wall of earth rose from the ground, blocking the dark red flas Carrie spat out. The earth wall started to lt in the blink of an eye, showing just how hot those dark red flas were.
However, the burst of dark red flas blocked Carrie's vision, preventing her from seeing Roy's next move.
Whack! The back of Carrie's head was suddenly hit hard, making her see stars and instinctively shut her mouth.
Needless to say, no one else in this dream could have done that.
"Can't talk nicely, huh?"
Roy was holding a baseball bat, a weapon he had just conjured to avoid directly touching the dark red flas on Carrie's body.
Just from that one hit, the baseball bat was already down to just the handle, so he had to throw it away and conjure another one.
The dark red flas on Carrie's body were a bit of a pain, like a porcupine, making it hard to get a grip.
He had to figure out a way to break through those dark red flas!
While thinking about it, Roy didn't hold back, constantly conjuring various weapons and hitting Carrie with them.
Swords, spears, halberds, axes, yokes, forks, tridents, scythes, maces, whips, flails, hamrs, claws, crutches, teors – anything with a point, anything with a blade, anything with a rope, anything with a chain, anything with barbs, even those crescent moon blades – he used them all.
Carrie was really tough. She didn't even cry out in pain after being hit for so long, way tougher than Maria and Elaine.
If it were Maria and Elaine, they probably would have surrendered after the first hit.
This made Roy start to suspect that Carrie might also have so kind of special bloodline.
Caught up in the fight, Roy completely didn't notice that the golden goat's blood that had been spilled on the ground had gathered together, forming a blood-colored whip that suddenly grabbed his leg.
Roy instantly lost his balance, which also caused Carrie to lose her restraint.
At this point, Roy realized that Carrie's witch talent was probably controlling blood. The dark red flas that had just burned were actually burned blood, which was blood fla.
So, after the blood on Carrie's skin had completely burned away, the dark red flas gradually disappeared.
However, Roy didn't have ti to worry about the dark red flas right now because he was hanging upside down by the blood whip and couldn't control his body.
And after losing control, Carrie imdiately attacked Roy, looking like she wanted to bite his neck off.
There was no other way, so he could only…
A flash of white light went by, and Carrie let out a piercing scream.
Roy transford into his four-winged angel form, emitting a powerful holy light that disintegrated the blood whip holding him.
At the sa ti, under the holy light, Carrie also fell to the ground, writhing in pain, her body constantly emitting red gas.
The surrounding environnt began to subtly change, which also ant Carrie was changing.
This wasn't the first ti Roy had transford his consciousness into an angel. He had tried it before when fighting Elureza.
The effect back then was amazing, directly turning the succubus Elureza's soul into that of a baby.
This ti, dealing with Carrie was equally effective, but Roy didn't want another daughter, so he transford back into his human form when he saw that things were pretty much done.
At this mont, the blood moon in the sky also changed back to its normal color, and the strange red tint around them returned to normal.
Carrie lay weakly on the ground, looking at Roy with a puzzled expression.
"Who are you? I've never seen you before!"
The NPCs that people can see in dreams are all people they've t before. So people might have only t once, but their subconscious rembers them.
But Carrie was sure she had never seen Roy before. After all, it was impossible not to rember a boy as handso as him.
"My na is Roy Black, maybe you've heard of ."
Carrie blinked, surprised. She had actually just heard that na tonight.
"How can this be? Could it be because I heard your na that I imagined you in my dream?"
Roy shook his head.
"No, I entered your dream through so kind of ability."
At this mont, Carrie's dream started to beco unstable, just like Zoe's dream. This ant that Carrie in the real world was waking up.
"Listen, Carrie! Since you know my na, you should know a little bit about . I need to warn you about sothing really important. A bunch of cultists sohow got into your dream and perford so kind of ritual on you! This ritual will most likely change your personality, so you need to deal with this as soon as possible! If you really can't figure out how, go buy so zopiclone and take it. It's a fast-acting sleeping pill that can quickly put you into a deep sleep where you won't dream!
Your background doesn't determine who you beco. What truly determines who you beco is what's in your heart!"
After Roy finished speaking, the dream completely collapsed, and the whole world turned pitch black.
A pair of incredibly huge scarlet eyeballs appeared beneath his feet, making Roy dizzy and his vision blurry.
Roy's willpower was a whopping 51 points, and even with such high willpower, he was still affected. He started to suspect that the eyeball below was probably so ancient evil god.
Using the last of his strength to open the door to leave, Roy discovered that there were no more dreams he could enter around him.
Crap! It must be daylight now, so everyone's already up!
There was no other way. Roy had to force open a door back to his own dream to escape the collapsing dream world.
Back in reality, the four girls in the basent woke up one after another.
The first to wake up was Zoe. After waking up once in the middle of the night because she was embarrassed, she couldn't stop thinking about it and couldn't fall back asleep, practically dozing until morning.
The second to wake up was Maria. The first thing she did after opening her eyes was touch her butt. It felt like it hurt even more, but her cheeks were completely flushed.
The third to wake up was Carrie. Before waking up, she had heard what Roy said, but because dream mories get fuzzy after waking up, she couldn't rember what Roy had said for a while. Right now, she was racking her brain trying to recall those words.
And Roy was the first to enter Madison's dream, but she was the last one to wake up.
Stretching out with a big yawn, Madison stood up and looked at the other girls, noticing that each of them either had a blush on their face or looked deep in thought, which she found really strange.
"Why does everyone look so lovesick? Did you guys dream about Roy too?"
The three girls all blinked in surprise, then answered at the sa ti.
"You dread about him too?"
Only then did Madison realize that Roy had not only entered her dream but also the dreams of the others, truly a master of ti managent.
A sentence just popped out of her mouth.
"That guy didn't do it with you guys in your dreams too, did he?"
Three girls: ???
Seeing the expressions of the other three girls, Madison knew they definitely hadn't done the deed, and she imdiately felt a secret sense of glee.
Zoe looked at Madison, speechless.
"Madison, you've got such a bitchy smile on your face!"
"Huh? Did it show on my face?"
Zoe and Maria looked at each other, then simultaneously pounced on Madison and started tickling her.
"Hahaha… let go!"
"We'll let you go, but you have to tell us all the juicy details of your dream! Right, Zoe?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
"No way, I can't talk about that kind of stuff!"
"Then we'll just keep tickling you until you spill the beans!"
Madison couldn't take such torture and quickly gave in, starting to recount the details of her dream.
So of the wild things she said made Zoe and Maria's faces turn red. They were both pretty conservative in that departnt and couldn't imagine such racy scenes.
Only Carrie was still thinking about what Roy had said to her in the dream, so she wasn't really paying attention to what Madison was saying.
"Carrie, what are you thinking about?"
Zoe suddenly slapped Carrie on the shoulder, making her jump.
"N-nothing, not much. Roy told so important things in the dream, but I can't quite rember the specifics."
Hearing that, Maria got a little curious.
"What important things?"
"It sounded like he was saying there was sothing wrong with my dream or sothing, oh, and also to try my best not to dream!"
"Don't dream? Why would he say that?"
The four girls all started pondering Carrie's question, and the basent suddenly beca quiet.
Just then, the basent door was suddenly opened.
"You girls can co out now."
The person who opened the door was none other than Cordelia, the headmistress of the witch school. The 24-hour confinent period had just ended.
The four girls stretched their bodies as they walked out of the basent. After all, they had spent the night sleeping on the cold, hard floor, and everyone's back was aching.
"You'd better hurry, you might be able to catch the tail end of breakfast."
As soon as Cordelia said that, the four girls imdiately felt their stomachs start to rumble.
The sandwiches Emma had sent over last night were just enough to tide them over, and after a whole night, they were starving.
So, the four girls picked up their pace and rushed towards the dining hall.
Breakfast was almost over at this point, and most of the people in the dining hall had already left.
Madison and the others didn't see Fiona and didn't know if the Supre Witch wasn't at school that morning or if she had already eaten breakfast and left.
Emma was still eating breakfast. She always ate slowly, and then she noticed that Madison, Zoe, and Maria were being particularly friendly to her, constantly piling food onto her plate.
"Stop adding food, I can't eat anymore!"
Zoe Benson (Tessa Farmiga nun version)
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