Not long after Angel fell into deep thought, rays of brilliance began to escape from the wall beside him. When the brilliance reached its peak, a figure slowly passed through the wall.
The undressed man appeared in front of Angel cursing.
"Lord Tree Spirit." Angel greeted him respectfully.
The person who came was the tree spirit. The moment he saw Angel, he exhaled a breath of relaxation: "Fortunately, you didn't rush in recklessly, otherwise the consequences would be the same as my last clone.
Then he was directly killed by the nightmare."
Directly killed by a nightmare? Could it be that the alternative death method doesn't work? Angel asked doubtfully: "Lord Tree Spirit, is there any other danger in the room?"
The tree spirit looked at the deep corridor in front of him and saw that there was no other movement. He stretched out his hand and touched the wall, and a green vine grew out of the wall. The tree spirit used the vine as a seat, sat on it, and sighed.
: "The situation inside the room is basically the same as the situation outside, with red light everywhere. At least I didn't see any other threats; but they are the same, but if you look carefully, they are not exactly the same..."
"The red light outside the door is like passing through several lenses, and the small ray that is finally projected out is actually red light diluted many times. The red light inside the door is the real nightmare."
Even a tree spirit who stood at the top of the southern wizarding world couldn't help but look solemn when he said this. It can be seen how shocked he was by what he encountered after entering the room.
As the tree spirit narrated, Angel gradually understood the situation in the room.
As the tree spirit said, he did not encounter other dangers after entering the room. The only threat was the nightmare light. However, the nightmare light in the room was completely different from the outside. Its color was more intense. Once inside,
, as if stepping into a dense swamp that is constantly churning, making it difficult to move forward.
Using a leaf substitute to die is still useful. However, it is different from the situation outside the door. After the substitute died, the tree spirit had almost no time to relax and was immediately pulled into the second nightmare.
In just a short moment, the four leaf avatars were consumed directly. In the end, the tree spirit's avatar was also killed in the nightmare.
"My clone is still too weak. If it were my original body, there would never be any accidents." The tree spirit said with some emotion.
What the tree spirit said is actually correct. His physical strength has reached its peak, and the energy contained in it is estimated to be comparable to that of few people in the entire southern region. Even if it simply consumes energy reserves, it can run rampant.
However, the main body of the tree spirit cannot leave the mirror world at will. The only thing it can dispatch is its clone. The upper limit of the clone's strength is at most the level of a weak true wizard, and its real combat power is not as good as Angel's.
"It sounds like the nightmare light inside the room is similar to the nightmare light in the Star Pond ruins. The nightmare light outside the door is not only stable but also thin, more like a projection through the window." An
Geer said softly.
The tree spirit also nodded in agreement. According to Reeves, the nightmare lights he encountered in the Star Pond ruins were layered, thick and light, surging and chasing all living creatures, and the nightmares projected outside the door.
The light is obviously different. On the contrary, it is similar to the situation inside the door.
Angel: "In this case, there should be some special force field in the room that restrains the real nightmare light."
Tree spirit: "It should be like this, otherwise the light of nightmare would definitely not stick to one corner."
But then again, even if you know this is the case, at most you don't have to worry too much about the nightmare light escaping, but the core of the real solution to the problem is still hidden in the fog.
"Master Dryad, have you seen the general layout of the room?" Angel asked after pondering for a moment.
The tree spirit shook his head: "The color of the nightmare light is too dark, like thick black blood, and it is difficult to see the surrounding situation clearly. The only thing I saw was a black coat rack on the left hand side after entering the door.
Other than that, I saw nothing."
"Black coat rack... Generally speaking, coat racks are only placed in the foyer and bedroom. Excluding the foyer, it seems that it is really a bedroom." Angel rubbed his temples with a headache: "It's just that in the bedroom
How could there be such a dangerous nightmare light?"
Tree Spirit: "Perhaps the nightmare light is not dangerous to the owner of the bedroom."
Angel also thought of this, just like the creatures in the nightmare world under the ruins of the Star Pond, the light of nightmare is the object they chase, not the threat they fear.
The tree spirit took another look at the depths of the dim corridor and patted Angel on the shoulder: "I have already left a message to Rhine. If he sees it, he will definitely come over as soon as possible. Let's withdraw temporarily. I found out
Hiding the room is a good thing, but leaving your life here is not good."
The reason why the tree spirit rushed over in such a hurry was because he wanted to say these words.
Nightmare Light's situation is too complicated. After all, his clone has the level of an official wizard. When faced with Nightmare Light, it can still kill him instantly.
Those nightmares were so severe that they were completely illogical.
Even a senior true wizard would probably have a hard time finding a way to save his life.
The tree spirit is even worried about Rhine, who may not be able to solve the problem of the nightmare light, but with Rhine's background, saving his life should be no problem.
As for Angel, it would be better not to get involved in this muddy water.
Angel was silent for a moment: "I still want to give it a try."
Hearing what Angel said, the tree spirit was a little surprised, but he did not immediately refute Angel. Instead, he asked: "You can try it, but if you are unprepared and have to step into the light range, it will undoubtedly be
Die in vain."
"How are you going to try?"
Angel thought for a while and said: "The nightmare creatures in the Star Pond Ruins, whether they are Gentleman Fei or Minister Nuka, they are not afraid of the light of nightmare. Instead, they can use the light of nightmare to achieve their own goals."
The tree spirit frowned: "You mean, using the power of the nightmare world?"
Angel nodded, he indeed had such thoughts.
The tree spirit fell into deep thought. Although he did not have a complete understanding of the unique power of the Phantom Island lineage, he knew that part of the power of the Phantom Island came from the nightmare world. Angel and Sanders could both control the power of the nightmare world.
.
There is some truth in what Angel said. The creatures in the nightmare world don't seem to be afraid of the light of nightmare. Maybe it's because of the power of the nightmare world?
The tree spirit thought for a while and nodded to Angel: "You can try it, but first try it in the relatively stable lighting range outside the door."
If Angel had just fallen into the nightmare light outside the door, the tree spirit would still be very sure of saving him, but if he entered the door, he would not be sure.
Angel: "Okay."
…
When they came to the end of the corridor again, the tree spirit looked at the bloody mouth with claws and teeth not far away, was silent for a moment, and asked: "What are you going to do now?"
Angel: "I'll test it with my phantom limb again."
The tree spirit had approval in his eyes.
If Angel goes into battle in person, there will still be some risks with the tree spirit by his side; but if he chooses to use his phantom limb to test, the tree spirit can definitely guarantee that nothing will go wrong.
Tree spirit: "Then get ready, let's start."
Angel stretched out his hand, and a tentacle that seemed to be made of pure white smoke slowly protruded from the cuffs. This tentacle was the phantom limb.
After the phantom limb appeared, Angel began to pile up layers of nightmare aura around it. After making sure that it was surrounded by almost no blind spots, he slowly explored the phantom limb toward the red light not far away.
Ten meters, nine meters... The phantom limb moved very quickly and soon reached the nearest point of the red light. Angel took a deep breath and carefully inserted the phantom limb into the red light.
The moment the phantom limb entered the red light, Angel did not feel anything unusual around him. The wall did not melt, the ground did not grow into an abyss, everything was the same as before.
Just when he was doubting whether he had succeeded in the first attempt, the tree spirit beside him suddenly turned his head.
There was no color in the eyes of the tree spirit, and they were pure white. His appearance, including his face and all exposed skin, began to peel off like an old mottled wall, revealing a vague texture of flesh and blood.
This is obviously wrong. The tree spirit is a spiritual body, and this is its clone, not flesh and blood at all.
Angel was certain that the terrifying-looking tree spirit in front of him was definitely not a real tree spirit.
Then, there was only one possibility... He was once again pulled into the rhythm of a nightmare.
The tree spirit in front of me is a monster in a nightmare.
Soon, the tree spirit, whose skin was completely peeled off, had red and white muscles at the corners of his mouth, but he still smiled strangely, and soft white maggots began to crawl out of his eyes. As soon as these maggots fell off, they became huge in an instant.
Incomparably, he opened his huge mouth full of sharp fangs and bit into Angel's head...
Before the maggots could bite him, Angel felt everything around him change, as if he had returned to reality from a horrific show.
The maggots disappeared, the tree spirits returned to normal, and everything strange was over.
"I saw that the phantom limb suddenly stopped moving, and your eyes were not focused, and something was wrong. So, I cut off your phantom limb." Shulin paused and looked at Angel: "You were supposed to just now
Are you in a nightmare?"
Angel nodded and told what he had just seen.
"I actually became a nightmare?" The tree spirit clicked his tongue: "There are really all kinds of situations in nightmares. The only constant is that if you are killed by a nightmare, you will really die."
The tree spirit sighed with emotion, and then said: "It seems that the power of the nightmare world cannot stop the erosion of the nightmare light. Are you still planning to continue trying?"
Angel still nodded: "Try again."
"Or using a phantom limb?"
To be continued...