Chapter 16: Success

Illusion Dream!

Born from the dream abilities of the Spectator and Night Pathway, its core has already taken the shape of the Dream Book.

Specks of Dream Phosphor scattered amidst the sky full of lightning and fire, gradually seeping into Badehaier's body.

Silently and imperceptibly, many things had already changed.

"Slash!" The sword light, as if stained by Twilight, brushed against the historical projections of the three Angels.

This caused the Mythical Creature bodies of the Angels to age rapidly; their skin was soon covered in wrinkles, age spots appeared, and rotting liquid was left behind.

Pop!

The historical projections were all dissolving, evaporating completely.

Had the three great historical projections really dissipated so easily?

"You must die too!" The Giant roared and Shanjian to a position in front of Chumen, but Twilight could do nothing against the scattered torrent of information; Chumen quickly re-condensed his body, a strange smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he reached out and pulled.

A figure, half-human and half-Destruction Demon Wolf, wearing a Dark Robe and holding a Black Giant Scythe, appeared beside Chumen.

With just one glance from that figure, the orange-red Twilight Light seemed to turn into sketch lines, eventually being erased by an eraser.

Hidden!

"Amanises!" Badehaier roared, and that indomitable momentum suddenly stalled.

Just as the Giant King Ormir was constantly thinking about eating the Destruction Demon Wolf, he was also thinking about eating the offspring of those Demon Wolves, especially the Goddess of Fate, Amanises!

It was just that Amanises was too strong; in one of their past battles, he had almost been toyed to death by the Demon Wolf as if he were prey!

"The most invincible enemy in Badehaier's heart is actually the Goddess?" Chumen, who was currently in the "Illusion Dream," was astonished, then chuckled, "This is too reasonable."

The Giant King and the Destruction Demon Wolf had been thinking about devouring each other at every moment; over the long years, the two sides had fought countless times, so the Goddess would naturally have fought Badehaier.

The result was to be expected.

And the moment the Dream Phosphor seeped into Badehaier's body, this battle had no more suspense.

Everything that followed was a dream woven for him by Chumen; killing the three Angel historical projections with one sword strike caused Badehaier's self-confidence to swell to an unimaginable degree, then drew out the person in his heart he found most invincible.

These two extreme emotional states caused Badehaier to reveal a larger flaw in his spirit, and the Dream Phosphor had already successfully seeped into his Yishi Daoyu.

What was a bit unexpected was that the dream projection pulled out was actually the Goddess; Chumen had thought he would pull out some Ancient God or something.

The Goddess's phantom raised her eyes to look at Badehaier and took the initiative to attack; two of her hands gently pressed together, and at this moment, Badehaier's entire being was quickly erased by an eraser.

And at the same moment, a misty fog rose in the Goddess's hands, inside which the roar of a Giant sounded, and orange-red light was boiling!

"You are too weak." The Goddess's phantom said under Chumen's control; the intense confrontation seemed to go silent for an instant, then proceeded in an even more terrifying manner!

"As long as your Father God exists, you will never be able to defeat me." The Goddess's voice remained cold and indifferent, and the Black Giant Scythe in her hand turned into black mist, drilling into that misty fog.

The fog mass expanded violently, then contracted, stained with the aura of death.

"Roar!" The Giant's roar sounded from within the fog; at first listen, it actually sounded somewhat... aggrieved?

Seeing that everything was ready and the emotional agitation was sufficiently intense, Chumen planted a psychological suggestion in Badehaier's heart—it was a place name.

He would not notice the existence of the psychological suggestion, but would naturally develop a desire to investigate after coming into contact with related matters.

Moreover, something like Dream Phosphor could not be traced or investigated by anyone other than Chumen himself.

"It's about time." Chumen silently ended the maintenance of the "Illusion Dream," and everything returned to its original state.

Roar!

Badehaier let out a violent roar and chose to flee; the light of Twilight acted upon his own body, and his body began to rot, turning into a pool of pus.

And his true body was reborn in the Spirit World!

"Want to leave?" Chumen looked up; the Traveler's control over Space directly blocked all of Badehaier's retreat paths, and one after another, tangible and intangible doors wrapped around Badehaier at the very center.

At this moment, the tall Giant looked exactly like an insect in amber.

"You..." Badehaier's single eye was bloodshot, and he was on the verge of madness.

Whoosh!

It was at this very moment that countless flowers, trees, and other plants bloomed in the Spirit World, actually piercing through the Space Barrier!

Clusters of Wheat and flowers bloomed in the bizarre Spirit World, overlapping and intertwining to form a huge coffin, wrapping Badehaier inside.

Chumen was expressionless; with a light flick of his finger, the Space shattered, and the coffin made of plants was cut into countless fragments, but at this moment, a tall and plump figure wearing wooden armor and a battle skirt, holding a wooden staff, appeared in Reality.

This female Giant wore leather armor on top and a long skirt below, with long dark brown hair hanging down, adorned with a few golden ears of Wheat and bright mushrooms.

The wooden staff was raised and pointed from afar at Chumen.

At this moment, Chumen even had the illusion that his life force was disappearing, and he was about to step into death.

But his response was fast enough; he transformed into a stream of disordered information, no longer bound by the influence of life force.

Countless plants surged in the void, from which several vines resembling pythons emerged, intending to pierce Chumen.

But Chumen had already turned into a torrent of information, completely ignoring all these attacks.

"Sigh!" Chumen suddenly heard a sigh; the Sage's prophetic intuition told him that he should stop!

He followed his heart's choice and immediately let go, allowing the plump figure to take the coffin containing Badehaier and move away from this place through the Spirit World.

"Twilight..." Chumen shook his head; if he hadn't let go just now, he would have attracted the gaze of the Giant King Ormir.

Now that the Ancient Gods were confronting each other, whoever struck first might suffer, but the Goddess of Harvest, who had been unable to win after a long battle, and the soon-to-be-mad God of Dawn would definitely stop at nothing to attract the Giant King's gaze.

"Perfect!" Chumen watched as the two subordinate gods completely disappeared into the Spirit World and smiled lightly.

"Just waiting for a suitable opportunity now." Chumen opened the Dream Book and wrote down many "reasonable" developments.

"I really am becoming more and more like a Writer..." Chumen sighed, then felt Medici's strange gaze from across the way.

"What is it?" Chumen asked in confusion; Medici shook his head and said nothing.

He had seen the entire process of Chumen beating Badehaier black and blue; although the power of that Ancient Scholar disgusted him, this battle could be said to have demonstrated Chumen's formidable combat power to the fullest.

"I don't know if it's good or bad to have such an Angel companion..." Medici thought about this question, then shook his head lightly and led his own legion back into the battle.