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Chapter 1320 1318. Don't think too much, just show your head and I'll kill you, dear
"It's night outside. The nightmare has awakened from its long sleep. It devours the will of living beings like a hungry creature. This dreamland is rolling and growing. It is spreading. Every time it spreads, it will spread filth to the world."

Casper's religious description echoed in Little Rich's ears, causing Mo Niqiong to put down the tamer's hunting whip in his hand with some helplessness.

This "portable old lady" he found for himself was good in every way except that she liked to be a riddle teller most of the time.

"Can't you just tell me what's happening in the nightmare realm?"

Little Rich complained:

"How far are we from Baphomet's Nightmare Palace?"

"It's close, but the rest of the way won't be safe."

Casper leaned on his thornwood cane and said to Little Rich:

“You really shouldn’t have come here, little guy. Your strength is not enough to help me or the damn Kudel in the upcoming battle.

You see, the closer you get to the nightmare center of East Prussia, the more Chaos creatures gather on this ash plain woven with mortal memories and emotions. It is obvious that the Nightmare Tyrant Baphomet has made up his mind to defect to the Chaos camp.

It and Chaos jointly developed a new combat mode.

Well, if this continues, every dream in the material world will no longer be safe, and every time a mortal gets lost in a dream, it may cause a small chaos pollution.

This realm of power, which is different from reality, does need a gatekeeper."

"I feel like there's something behind your words."

Little Fu said softly with some uneasiness:
"But I'm still curious, why are you so rude to Lord Kudel? In all the legends, the Ranger of Nantes is the embodiment of justice and fairness. As far as I know, even in Cadman City, which has the worst attitude towards vampires, Lord Kudel is an idol to many people.

He wouldn't do something like abandoning his comrades on the battlefield, right?

Or is there some unknown past between you and him?"

"Oh, you're concerned about my private life. It seems that my usual easygoing attitude has given you a wrong judgment. Honey, touch your poor little brother."

As Casper was constantly changing in his dream, distinguishing and searching for the way to the Nightmare Palace on the gray plain of burial ash, he said casually:
"We are familiar with each other and have a good relationship, but this is not a reason for you to wantonly pry into the mind of a druid of great reputation. Well, there is nothing to be ashamed of, after all, it happened more than a hundred years ago.

It's so old that even I can smell the staleness from it
The reason why I hate Kudel is not because I have any strange past with him, nor is it the outrageous hatred caused by love as you think. It is simply because in the battle of the Fourth Black Disaster, I lost my fiancé because of Kudel's stupid insistence.

Why are you so surprised?

I am almost five hundred years old anyway.

According to the life of a forest elf, I have reached the age of marriage, but to be honest, I almost forgot what my fiancé looks like. "

Casper shook his head and said:

"There is no relationship between him and me. It is purely a family marriage. He is a very traditional elf, and he is incompatible with a 'reformist' like me in every aspect."

"Yeah, this is also the first time I've seen the unique combination of an Archdruid and a Legendary Monk."

Little Rich complained:

"What were you thinking when you were planning your career path? This combination of two people is really amazing."

"I've already said it before. I'm a reformist."

Casper snorted, stretched out his hand and flicked Little Rich's head, then put on an "I am a senior" attitude and said:

"I don't want to be like my companions, trapped in the teachings of Avalon for my whole life. I have been like this since I was a child, rebellious and talented. Perhaps it is because as the son of God, I inherited some of the power from the Spider Lady.

In short, I have always been the 'problem girl' in the giant tree faction.

As for the way of the monk, it was because when I was a child, I met a Yunlan monk from Callum on a long journey with my father. I felt that she was very powerful and handsome, so I learned some elemental powers and the use of fists and feet from her. Then I found that compared with the boring druid career, using fists to reason might be more suitable for my style.

Plus I’m a genius!

Therefore, naturally, one can achieve quite good results in both the Druid and Monk paths.

Unfortunately, God is jealous of talented people. The nightmare mark left by Baphomet alone is enough to make me suffer for a hundred years. Perhaps this is also a lesson that fate has given me, trying to use this method to urge me to grow up and make me have the stability that a five-hundred-year-old elf should have. "

"But I think you're in pretty good shape right now."

Little Fu shook his head and said:
"I think other elves are too cold. Do you understand what I mean? They are all icebergs and proud of it. It's boring. Many of my compatriots want to marry an elf wife, but they are too young. Living with such a person is boring. It's boring to death."

"Well, that's a weird idea of ​​yours."

Casper shrugged and said:

"But in other people's minds, elves should look like the wood you mentioned. People like me are the oddballs. The annoying guy is back again!"

Following Gasper's reminder, a group of whirlpools emerged in the illusory dream beside the two people, and then General Kudel returned with several Blood Eagle Guards. There were traces of battle on their weapons, and Kudel was holding a ferocious tooth in his hand.

"There is a nightmare exit ahead! The Chaos Vanguard on the Ash Burial Plains is rushing into the material world from there. I took the risk of conducting a reconnaissance and found that the rift is near Banks City, which has already fallen into chaos.

But the good news is that Marshal Loren's airship fleet is approaching the battlefield.

The bad news is that I'm seeing more rifts in reality forming."

Kuder said in a serious tone:
"We can no longer allow this dreamland to continue to serve as a springboard for Chaos invasion. We must quickly locate Baphomet and assist Lord Murphy in destroying it! Casper, how long will it take to reach Nightmare Palace?"

"Are you so anxious to face death? I don't know what kind of drug Mr. Murphy gave you to make you as loyal and brave as death warriors.

Now there are two options!
We can walk through it, or we can take the risk.”

The Archdruid snorted, then took a few steps forward and opened an unstable door based on her understanding of the dream. She said:
"If we jump over here, we will most likely reach the Nightmare Palace. But I want to remind you that crossing the dreamland under Baphomet's nose will definitely attract his attention. In this home turf of dreams, Baphomet can eat us like a sandwich."

"We don't need to defeat it, we just need to complete the lockdown and then we can retreat."

Kudel said:

"Casper prepares the ritual and sends us out of the dream once the lock is complete!"

"Do you have any misunderstanding about my abilities?"

Casper shook his head and said:

"When facing Baphomet, I could hardly protect myself, let alone send you away. But there is a trick! It opened a rift to the material world in the dream. If the chaotic creatures can pass through, it means that we can too. Therefore, after the lock is completed, don't run around, find the nearest rift and dive in!

Of course, the prerequisite for escaping is to ensure that you will not be torn to pieces by the crazy chaotic creatures."

"That's it."

Kuder did not hesitate.

After witnessing with his own eyes the chaos creatures crossing the nightmare and launching a ruthless massacre on the civilians of Banks City, the vampire general felt a fire burning in his heart.

The former Nantes Ranger could not bear to see such a thing. After confirming the strategy, he rushed into the rotating dream gate in front of him with the Griffin heavy sword in hand. Several guards followed him without hesitation. They were all people's army soldiers who were transformed into free vampires during the Black Disaster.

Even though there was no blood pact to force them to follow, the bond formed based on common ideals was enough to give them courage at this time. "You stay here!"

Casper picked up his thornwood cane and was about to catch up, then turned around and shouted to Little Rich:
"Go back the way you came!"

"Are you kidding me?"

Little Fu Ge ran faster than her, and when he jumped into the dream gate with Scorpion Lion and Big Black, he was still joking:
"When did my life, which only lasts for three days, become so valuable? Do you still expect me to escape from such a big scene? Wouldn't those bastards laugh at me to death?

fast!
Casper, follow me!"

"Ah, the Transians are a bunch of lunatics!"

Casper cursed loudly, and mobilized the monk's spirit to gather the power of the four symbols. Under the protection of wind, fire, water and earth, he passed through the dream gate. As a result, when he rushed over, he saw Kudel being smashed to the ground from a high altitude by a ball of purple flame. In front of them was a giant building standing on the burial ash plain.

The strange tower complex is shaped upside down, resembling the complex maze-like underground area of ​​Baphomet's Catacombs.

This is the "Nightmare Palace"!
The residence of the Nightmare Tyrant in dreams is also the headquarters of the Nightmare Church outside the material world.

At this time, on every "tower" of the Nightmare Palace, there are spirits of the Nightmare Church casting spells, constantly drawing will from the sleeping creatures in the East Prussia region to turn it into cornerstones, using a complicated method to weave this nightmare realm into a more real and stable one.

This is also a unique way for dreams to expand.

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The dreams of all living beings will eventually be gathered into a whole, and eventually form an independent plane covering the material world. Casper was not riddle-making when she said that this was a living creature. She was just telling the truth. Since the first dream of the first creature born in the world, this concept has had an entity.

Baphomet is the representative of this concept.

At this time, the nightmare tyrant also appeared in front of this "Dream Team" in a physical form, just like the image praised and promoted by the nightmare cultists.

It has a goat's head and a human body, with a burning tail and spiraling nightmare horns. Dark flames like the ash plains are dancing and entwining on the horns, and there is also a complex and mysterious mark on the goat man's forehead.

This was certainly not what Baphomet originally looked like!
This guy is an old god. Baphomet already existed long before the goatmen from the Eden zone arrived in this world. The reason why it turned into the form of a goatman is entirely because during the thousand years of being sealed, a group of persistent goatman cultists replanned its image based on their own understanding.

Under the bondage of faith, even the old gods were forced to change their forms.

Therefore, Baphomet's coming together with Chaos after being unsealed was not actually the Nightmare Tyrant's own decision, nor was it a temptation from the Lord of Darkness. It was purely because his own believers had done bad things and had fallen into the evil path, causing him, the old god, to fall into the abyss as well.

"I have been sealed for a thousand years! And I have been expelled from my own territory. Now, you bastards from the material world dare to intrude into my territory?"

Baphomet stood on the top of the Nightmare Palace with his arms crossed, like a strong man. He roared and raged, and used the power of nightmare to create a vision of wind, rain, lightning and thunder in this area.

In that apocalyptic backdrop, the tall goat-man evil god declared indifferently:

"Since you are here, don't leave!
I will tie you to the nightmare pillars of the Ash Plains, and let you watch the process of the world's destruction over and over again in the dreams of every terrified creature. One day, when the material world is burned to ashes, you will realize that dreams are the only savior!

Ah, the dream of the world, it will eventually be realized by my own hands. "

"boom"

Kudel charged at Baphomet with his heavy sword but he couldn't even touch the evil god's feet and was slapped away by the goat-man evil god like a fly. The embarrassed vampire fell into the dream dust of the Buried Ash Plain. He looked up and saw that Little Fu Ge, who was riding a scorpion lion, was throwing a special computing orb at Baphomet's position.

"Done! Retreat!"

Kudel shouted, and turned and ran with several guards beside him who were also suppressed by the nightmare power, rushing towards the nearest nightmare rift as planned.

Baphomet burst into laughter when he saw the vampires fleeing in a panic, and felt that he was invincible.

It didn't care about the computing orb thrown at it by the bug in the sky. Baphomet, who had been sealed for a thousand years, had never seen this thing. It also didn't bother to understand the principle of the beeping sound of the thing that hit the ground. It just looked at Casper standing on the Burial Ash Plain, who had already fallen to his knees in pain.

The nightmare mark on her body came from the dream tyrant in front of her, which made Casper completely unable to resist Baphomet's suppression and teasing in the dream.

"You! Elf, I remember you."

The evil god looked down at the suffering Casper and said:

"You once begged me for your life in despair. I blessed you with dreams and generously allowed you to join my admirers and become one of my children. However, you shamelessly fled the underground palace.

You've already escaped, why are you coming back to die?"

"of course"

Casper was kneeling there, and when he looked up he saw Little Fu Ge and his scorpion lion being struck by purple lightning in the sky and falling down.

She used her last bit of strength to jump up and catch the dancing little rich boy who was falling down. Then she landed in a shameful manner like a princess and threw the little rich boy into the door of dreams that she was trying hard to open.

"Hey, even a life once every three days is valuable."

When pushing the bruised and battered little rich guy into the dream gate and letting him fall into reality, the great druid who had been an outlier since childhood reached out and pinched the little rich guy's cheek, saying:
"Alas, you are really a lot like him, just as brave and reckless, and you both have a beautiful view of the world. I failed to protect him back then, but at least I can protect you now!
Go away and don't come to me anymore.

If I survive, I'll come back to you, you shameless little bastard who loves big sisters."

Before Little Rich could respond, the door to the dream world closed as Casper waved his arm, and then she turned around and looked at Baphomet behind her.

The Nightmare Tyrant, who was fearless just now, is now panicking.

Because it has already felt that the destructive force from outside has locked onto it. When that force hits it, it will definitely annihilate its own existence and tear apart the nightmare realm it has woven.

It was only then that it realized it had been tricked!

"Lord of Darkness! Is this what you mean by everything is under control? You bastard!"

Baphomet roared in anger.

But the only response was the shameless laughter from the prison guards. Nonsense! How could I let a brainless person like you come and be my scapegoat without saying something nice to seduce you?

If it wasn't you who died today, the Scepter of God that was falling would have landed on my head. Now that the Chaos invasion has been mostly completed with the help of the dream springboard, you are no longer of any use.

So, I'm sorry, Baphomet.

For the sake of your brother's revenge, just go with peace of mind.

"what!"

Just when Baphomet was extremely angry, he suddenly felt a sudden surge of pain in his body. His own power was being drained away by the little bug in front of him.

How audacious!

Stealing my power right in front of me?
“You just said that all your admirers are your children, and the Scarlet Witch believes that the risk of uncontrollable dreams is too great. For the sake of Mr. Murphy’s career, she decided to help me become the new master of this maze!

The God Thief's great cause is at hand!

Ha, fate loves me so much."

Casper now covered the nightmare mark on his chest with his hand, and used the secret method that Madam Trace secretly taught him to reversely devour Baphomet's dream authority, while shouting:

"Then I will say, my father, I came back here. Of course, to inherit you! Run away, cry, and then die. In this chaotic era, a fool like you who can't even distinguish right from wrong has no right to live!"

(End of this chapter)