On the clouds far in the distance.
Among the hazy fog, stood a dozen figures clad in deep red cloaks. In front of them, a woman stood with her hands behind her back, gazing down from the clouds.
The woman was tall and slender, wearing a black trench coat. Her face was painted with eerie red and black markings, her lips curved into a smile that nearly reached the roots of her ears, and her teeth were as sharp as a shark’s.
A star-shaped symbol faintly flickered at the center of her smooth forehead, the only part not covered by the red and black markings.
“Red-faced Ghost, we only have eight minutes. You’d better hurry.”
A man’s voice sounded from behind. The Red-faced Ghost turned and glanced back.
The man wore an abyssal black coat over an English-style white shirt, with the buttons casually undone. His handsome face, in his thirties, was slicked back in a pompadour, and his feminine eyes were calm and indifferent.
The Red-faced Ghost chuckled, “Eight minutes is enough.”
The man nodded. Someone from Sector 46’s Holy Department would stall them; the only concern was the Element Holy See.
Sector 46 was under the jurisdiction of the Element Holy See. Unlike the apathetic Black Moon Holy See, the Element Holy See had a strong sense of social responsibility and meddled in everything.
They had to be careful of them.
“Lord Corvis, I’ll confirm one last time.”
The Red-faced Ghost bared his shark-like teeth, “Are you sure you want to erase the memories of that female star surnamed Mu as well?”
“Yes, I’ve already given her a chance.” Corvis smiled and shook his head. “Unfortunately, this foolish woman didn’t know how to cherish it.”
For some reason, he urgently needed to choose a wife to marry. This wife needed to have significant influence throughout the country and preferably possess a noble background.
Although the Mu Clan’s daughter’s status was a bit low, her appearance was commendable, barely meeting the criteria and worthy of him.
It was just a pity that this woman had made a rather unwise choice.
As a leading figure of the Golden Sparrow Flower’s Eighth Generation and the designated heir among the Sparrow God Mountain’s Twelve Seats, he needed a woman who was obedient and would not cause him trouble.
Disobedient women could only undergo necessary “treatment.”
Clearing her memories and past emotions would naturally make her much more compliant.
“Alright.”
The Red-faced Ghost nodded and looked down at the clouds again.
The Spirit Song Competition venue was vast, roughly the size of a university. Currently, outside the venue, people were fleeing in terror from the areas not covered by the Nightmare Calamity’s domain.
The Red-faced Ghost ignored those who had luckily escaped. After closing his eyes and sensing the number of infected individuals, he frowned.
“A total of seventy-three thousand people, and many of them are Spirit Masters, nearly a hundred. Several of them have very high Mental Power. Although I am the representative of the Nightmare World, this number is somewhat beyond my capabilities.”
“It’s fine,” Corvis said calmly. “I can dispatch two Spirit Masters with high Mental Power into the Nightmare World as hunters.”
“Your people?”
The Red-faced Ghost tilted his head. “My lord, I must remind you that in the memory world of a nightmare, Mental Power reigns supreme. But even with Mental Power reaching the level of a Venerable, one could still die miserably in the dream world. Unless the opponent possesses the Mental Power of a Sage, or even a god.”
“Furthermore, dying in the Nightmare World will result in memories and emotions being forcibly erased by the laws. Even I cannot control it.”
Listening to the Red-faced Ghost’s reminder, Corvis nodded and smiled lightly.
“I know all of this, Red-faced. You just need to create ‘nightmare imps’ to deal with those tens of thousands of ordinary people. The remaining few with high Mental Power can be left to my subordinates.”
“Colin, Kai.”
At his command, two figures in cloaks stepped out from behind him, their faces indifferent.
These two were his core confidants, possessing Spirit Artifact abilities that could not be controlled by any means. This was a good opportunity to explore the abilities of the Nightmare Calamity.
Moreover, both of them were very powerful. As hunters, they could retain their strength and need not worry about dying in the Nightmare World.
Seeing this, the Red-faced Ghost naturally understood Corvis’s calculated intentions but did not object.
It was more important to complete the eradication mission and obtain the “Divine Power” for now.
*
Inside the venue.
After listening to Mu Qingtong’s explanation about the nightmare memory world, Xia Feng felt that this Nightmare Calamity was outrageously powerful.
Directly returning to a memory world before the age of 18?
As everyone knows, humans cannot cultivate Spirit Pressure before the age of 18.
This meant that a nightmare could easily send an ordinary adult into the memory world of a Fourth-stage Spirit Master and kill them. Of course, there were exceptions, such as when a Fourth-stage Spirit Master awakened their Spirit Artifact at a very young age.
Some people might never awaken a Spirit Artifact in their lifetime, while others awaken it in the womb. This was perhaps the disparity in the world.
However, it was very rare to awaken a Spirit Artifact at a young age. Even if one did, the nightmare could simply send a stronger entity to deal with a child with a Spirit Artifact, which would still be a dimensional crushing blow.
It could only be said that it deserved to be a Seven-eyed Level Calamity. Ordinary Spirit Masters could hardly survive such a level of disaster.
Xia Feng looked around. The giant venue, capable of holding tens of thousands of people, was enveloped by a flow of red mist.
This was likely the Calamity’s domain ability.
Calamities generally infect their targets in two ways: one is through contact infection, like a contagious disease, and the other is by manifesting a domain.
These domains generally possess defense at the law level, rendering them impenetrable from the outside. Even the Calamity itself cannot enter them at will.
For example, this Nightmare Calamity domain. Any lifeform entering this domain would be infected by the Nightmare Calamity and forcibly dragged into the Nightmare World.
“If it’s such a terrifying Calamity, shouldn’t we run?”
!
Xia Feng had initially wanted to use the nightmare to search for his lost memories, but it seemed unlikely now.
Thinking this, he took out the Black Crow Crow Feather, about to use it.
“Hmm, there’s one more thing I forgot to mention,” Mu Qingtong suddenly said. “Although your strength will regress to your childhood, your Mental Power will remain unchanged. In the dream world, Mental Power is king.”
“….?” Xia Feng’s eyes widened as he leaned back defensively. “No, you’re telling me this crucial piece of information last?”
He was almost about to use the Black Crow Crow Feather!
This troublesome witch!
“Mr. Xia, I know you’re in a hurry, but don’t be.”
The black-dressed woman’s beautiful eyes curved into a pleasing arc, and she smiled lightly. “Aren’t you suffering from amnesia? Don’t you want to go back to your childhood and see who exactly your ‘Sister Yi’ is?”
Xia Feng still hesitated, “Are you sure it’s okay? This is the power of a Seven-eyed Calamity.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Xia, I will protect you.”
The black-dressed woman’s lips curved into a gentle and soft smile. “I won’t do anything bad to your child self either.”
“…” Xia Feng looked at her with suspicion. “Are you sure?”
“Naturally.”
“The thing where you almost spanked my butt earlier… you won’t hold it against me?”
“Naturally.”
“Miss Mu, I’ve found that you’re truly a good person! Such magnanimity, no wonder you’re so popular~~ So, Miss Mu, you truly forgive me?”
“Naturally.”
“Then, alright, I’ll… trust you for now!”
Xia Feng’s eyes became sincere and pure. “Miss Mu, I’m entrusting my life to you. You’ll protect me, right?”
“Naturally.”
Damn it, can you stop smiling gently and only say those two words!
“Mr. Xia, if we don’t decide soon, there won’t be any time left.”
“Alright, alright, let’s go!”
In the end, his desire for childhood memories still outweighed his suspicion and unease about the World-Ending Witch.
Carrying Mu Qingtong, he deactivated his Holy Knight Space ability.
The moment he returned to the real world space, Xia Feng felt invisible law ripples enveloping his entire body.
His vision gradually blurred, and his mind drifted into a drowsy haze.
He seemed to have had a very long dream…
