The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

The Kunwu Divine Tree was an ancient being who had lived for countless years, possessing a comprehensive understanding of faith and the laws. Since it acknowledged the feasibility of this matter, the others naturally had nothing to say.

Vasily was only at the eighth level, but the Glory Wizard Alliance had gathered a considerable amount of information on this matter. Combining this with the words of the Kunwu Divine Tree, he sighed softly and said, "If the opponent has even the slightest chance of advancing to the ninth level, we must do everything possible to stop them. The invasion of reality by the dream realm could very likely cause the extinction of a large number of lives and damage the foundation of the human race. We cannot be even slightly careless in this matter. Elder Ancestor Qian Yue, please personally confirm this."

Elder Ancestor Qian Yue glanced at Vasily, her eyes filled with age and helplessness. The Nightmare Old Monster had courted death once a few hundred years ago, and now he was doing it again.

Elder Ancestor Qian Yue looked at the Kunwu Divine Tree, her voice low, deep, and filled with determination. "Please, Lord Kunwu, notify the other Divine Tree Lords and inform the various races. I will first inform the Sovereigns, and then personally go to the Northwest to investigate. If it is confirmed to be so, then a new round of war will be inevitable."

The Kunwu Divine Tree swayed its body, as if nodding.

"The matter of the Nightmare Old Ancestor is of great importance. Notify all forces as soon as possible and come up with a concrete plan to resolve this matter as smoothly as possible, without causing conflicts between us and the magical beasts or other races."

Vasily said solemnly at this time.

Now that the matter had been confirmed, there was nothing more to say. All that was needed now was to arrange the matter and inform the various forces.

The departure of eighth and ninth-level powerhouses could easily cause a backlash from various forces. For example, if a magical beast of the eighth level or higher appeared, the human race would be watching from the sidelines, and if a human race member appeared, the magical beasts would be watching. If they crossed the line or provoked each other, and couldn't restrain their tempers, it could easily lead to accidental conflicts.

Such things had happened more than once, and later, the rule that eighth-level and above could not casually take action was agreed upon.

Now, to settle accounts with the Nightmare Old Ancestor, the Glory Wizard Alliance had to first communicate with those magical beasts before a large-scale departure could take place. Otherwise, going out from the start would easily cause some conflicts, and perhaps lead to a regional war.

The Nightmare's matter was the top priority, but other forces could not be disregarded either.

Of course, this was still due to the insufficient strength of the human race.

Elder Ancestor Qian Yue immediately discussed with Vasily and arranged for more than a dozen seventh-level wizards to go down. Soon, the space became empty.

A heavy atmosphere continued to pervade, and a strange emotion seemed to be infecting everyone. Everyone felt the pressure, the pressure of life and death.

Once the Nightmare Old Ancestor entered the ninth level, it would definitely be a nightmare for any living being. Even those at the eighth and ninth levels probably wouldn't even dare to sleep.

They hadn't even fought the Nightmare Old Ancestor in reality, but in the dream realm, that was the Nightmare Old Ancestor's territory.

Wizards don't dream, but the problem is, the Nightmare Old Ancestor can make you dream. The art of dream invasion is hard to defend against. They had experienced it hundreds of years ago, and if they experienced it again, many eighth-level wizards would probably be very unhappy.

If there was a more terrifying wizardry than curses, it would definitely be the Nightmare Old Ancestor's art of dream invasion. It was more like a curse than a curse. Curses could still be escaped, but once you entered the art of dream invasion, you basically had to fight to the death, and you couldn't ask for help. This was the most despairing thing.

After the people had left, Elder Ancestor Qian Yue glanced at Vasily and suddenly sighed, "This is going to be a hard battle again. If the Nightmare Old Ancestor is cornered and uses the power of faith to break through to the ninth level, the entire West Ring Continent will probably suffer, and even the entire Alpha World will be under the tyranny of the Nightmare Old Monster."

Vasily nodded and said, "It's a bit of an exaggeration to say the Alpha World, but the West Ring Continent is possible. However, the Dark Church and the Light Church shouldn't let the Nightmare Old Ancestor succeed, after all, they also need the power of faith."

Elder Ancestor Qian Yue snorted coldly, "The Glorious Empire has always wanted to invade our empire, but unfortunately, we can't let them get their wish. We have to cut off their foundation of faith. That fake ninth-level puppet, the Light Pope, still wants to compete with our Glory Empire, it's simply overestimating himself. We don't know much about the power of faith yet, we just can't let others succeed."

Vasily nodded, "From the current point of view, only the Divine level can use faith. They seem to have something that can convert the mixed faith information into pure power, but we at the eighth and ninth levels can't do this yet. It's easy to be turned into a madman by the massive amount of faith information, so this matter still needs to be cautious."

The two had a discussion about the power of faith, and then each sighed. If the power of faith was so easy to use, they would have used it themselves long ago, but most of those who used the power of faith would become madmen, without exception.

The power of faith is filled with the various spiritual beliefs of the believers' prayers, containing very complex emotions, information, despair, pain, and other negative emotions. If it were just one or two people, a wizard's ability could still filter it, but if the power of faith of thousands of people came crashing down together, even ordinary ninth-level experts would not be able to withstand it.

This was the result of so many years of research by the Glory Wizard Alliance, and the price paid by countless wizards with their own lives.

The power of faith cannot be absorbed, this is an iron law. But the Nightmare Old Ancestor seems to be able to circumvent this problem. He has thousands of dreams and can avoid the negative emotions of the power of faith, perhaps achieving this result.

When Elder Ancestor Qian Yue and Vasily thought of this, they became extremely irritable.

At this time, Dorre's voice suddenly came from below.

"Two adults, can I leave now?" Dorre slowly flew up, reaching a position level with Vasily.

Vasily looked at Dorre, his heart stirred, and said, "You are already at the seventh level, what abilities have you mastered?"

Dorre couldn't say everything, he said, "I have mastered some of the power of Feng Shui. The most proficient is the rule of electricity, and a part of the rules of death and darkness are being contacted."

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Hearing this, the seventh and eighth-level wizards who hadn't left were stunned.

Especially Fire King Old Ancestor, who exclaimed at this time, "You can sense so many rules of power?"

Dorre looked at Fire King Old Ancestor, quite unhappy with this person who was hostile to him, but the other party was at the eighth level, and he didn't have a good way to deal with it.

He could only say faintly, "I have cultivated two meditation methods, so naturally I can sense the different responsibilities of the two different meditation methods. A few small rules of death and darkness have already been contacted and are being comprehended."

Fire King Old Ancestor looked defeated, as if he had been hit hard.

He knew that the other party was only twenty-nine years old now, and if a few more years passed, he probably wouldn't really be able to restrain him.

He sullenly stopped talking, it was really disheartening.

The surrounding seventh and eighth-level wizards also stopped talking, silently standing aside. Comparing people is really infuriating.