Chapter 565: 83: Accidental Incident
Chapter 565: 83: Accidental Incident
Chapter 565: Chapter 83: Accidental Incident
But in the next moment, pure white spiritual light sparkled from Anvis’s Spirit Sea, standing firm against the subsequent soul shock like a reef amidst the waves.
At the same time, a delicate pale white crystal Shield enveloped his body, isolating the eerie purple moonlight and transforming shadows from the outside.
“What power is this?”
Sensing the anomaly within himself, Anvis removed his gloves and touched a shallow wound that had emerged on the back of his right hand.
There was no pain from the wound, but a strange itchiness, as if something restlessly squirming beneath it, wanting to burst forth.
However, Anvis knew this was only an illusion; the real cause of this phenomenon was the Alien Power lingering in the wound.
This Dreamland Forest was haunted by an extremely potent Curse, where every tree and moonbeam served as a carrier of the Curse.
For now, Anvis could withstand the intensity of the Curse, but as time went on, its strength continually grew.
His gaze flickered, Anvis suddenly halted his advancing step and instead, violently waved his Magic Wand, tearing off a large swatch of shadow with blood-red eyes from the ground.
Having done this, he wrapped the torn shadow around him and without hesitation, stepped into the edge of the Dream Realm, leaving the strange forest behind.
Behind him, the entire forest seemed to freeze for a moment due to his actions.
The next instant, all the tree shadows with blood-red eyes started to twist maniacally. A substantial Curse Field swept over the area where Anvis had been, fiercely scouring the region he had departed from.
But all this was now irrelevant to Anvis who had already left.
Stepping into the edge of the Dream Realm felt like walking into the sunshine with closed eyes. Many chaotic bright lights flickered before his eyes, yet he could not discern their source.
It seemed only a moment before the lights dispersed again, and a new world appeared before Anvis.
The surroundings were still set within a forest, but it was a rare daytime in the Dream World.
Dappled pale golden sunlight filtered through the gaps between branches, falling on his body, providing a sensation of warmth. The environment teemed with life, and even traces of birds and small animals could be seen.
Anvis took another look at the Pocket Watch, but this time, the hands on the watch were rotating irregularly, with the hour hand occasionally moving faster than the second hand.
The shadow with blood-red eyes that he had previously dragged along had now become a chocolate cake, decorated with several deep red strawberries on top, which induced an eerie craving when gazed upon.
At the same time, the wound on the back of his hand had also healed, leaving behind a smear of crooked strawberry jam.
“…”
Looking at the cake in his hand, Anvis furrowed his brow, took out an isolation box to carefully store the cake, and wiped off the strawberry jam from the back of his hand.
He felt that this Dream Realm was even more sinister than the previous forest, yet his Prophecy result told him that the dangers here were within his capacity to handle.
One piece of good news was that he had confirmed his approximate depth of entrapment and a ‘direction’ to leave by detecting ripples of interference while traversing Dream Realms.
Using gaming terms, the Deep Dream Space is akin to an instance with seemingly infinite layers, where the deeper the map, the higher the Challenge Level.
And with every movement through the edge of the Dream Realm, three outcomes emerged: diving deeper, moving laterally, or escaping outward.
Without a doubt, Anvis’s current depth corresponded to a random map with a Challenge Level range between 80 and 96+. However, his latest ‘movement’ was fortunate, resulting in an outward escape to a shallower level of the Dream World.
Specifically, it was like moving from the 100+ layer back to the 99th.
After surveying the surroundings, Anvis proceeded straight through the forest, in the direction where the guiding Star led in the sky.
As he moved forward, the trees in the forest gradually thinned, seemingly nearing the forest’s edge.
But at this moment, Anvis’s expression shifted as his spiritual power suddenly detected an unusual location.
A cottage made entirely of candy and cookies—
No sense of danger in his spirit, Anvis thought for a moment and then changed his direction, heading towards that cottage.
There, he should be able to find things or information related to this Dream World, which would greatly assist his exploration if obtained.
After all, since it’s an ‘instance’, naturally, there are ‘rewards’ to be found.
.….….
Within the Secret Realm of Moon Castle, Fiona in her frilly white dress lies softly on her little bed, enthusiastically reading a book with two small creatures.
Fiona’s Dreamland
Seemingly influenced by their owner, the small kitten Kate and the little dragon Feiya are also limply snuggled next to Fiona, clearly the pets of the young girl.
Every so often, the kitten cleverly uses its tail to flip to the next page of the book.
Even though a lot has happened, Fiona is still proud of the results of her training.
Unable to leave the Family Secret Realm due to threats to her safety, the girl often reads this mysterious book gifted by Anvis to alleviate boredom besides practicing magic.
And lately, as her strength has grown, the fairy-tale Dream World within the book has been evolving on its own, as if updating automatically.
“Hm~ Hm hm hm——”
The little girl hums a melody of an Elf tune with great interest, her smooth light golden hair naturally sprawled on the bed, and her pearly little feet swinging back and forth behind her, waiting for the book’s effect to take hold.
As time passed, the consciousness of the girl and her two pets gradually sank into the Dream Realm constructed within the book, just as it had happened countless times before.
But this time, some special change quietly occurred.
From the angle of the unseen Net of Destiny, on Fiona’s thread of fate, the Power of Destiny enveloping her suddenly quivered once more.
As the tremble spread, the bodies of the three small creatures in the room started to fade and disappear gradually.
However, at the same moment that the tremor occured, at the top of the Magic Tower at the Core of the Olivendi Secret Realm, a blue-haired Spellcaster suddenly opened his eyes.
“Stay with me!”
He is Duke Carrot’s great-uncle, Isvelle Olivendi, also an old Ninth Rank Bloodline Mage.
When the change occurred, he instantly sensed that something was wrong, immediately using the power of Rule to seal the space, and activated the multiple Array confinements that had been set up in the room, completely separating it from the outside world.
“Hmph, whoever you are, don’t even think about touching her while I’m here!”
Seeing Fiona’s body re-solidify, he breathed a sigh of relief, unable to help but snort coldly.
As the only successful subject of a bloodline fusion experiment between two major families, Fiona’s existence is not just a matter for the Olivendi family alone.
Therefore, since Fiona mysteriously disappeared once before, the defense here has been massively doubled, plugging all loopholes. Even if that special angle teleportation from before were to occur again, it would be impossible to penetrate the room’s defenses.
With such foolproof protection, he did not believe that there would be any more accidents.
After being on high alert for a while, the room showed no sign of other disturbances, and the unknown enemy who had tried to reach Fiona seemed to have realized it was futile and left completely.
Slightly relieved in his heart, Isvelle turned as if to leave, but had already decided to stay hidden near Fiona’s room for a while to avoid any further accidents.
But as he was about to leave, he suddenly froze and then rushed to Fiona’s bed, touching the girl’s body.
With his touch, the figures of the three small creatures in front of him popped like bubbles, instantly vanishing.
novelraw