“Devils?”
The two were taken aback. "You mean... the aliens of this world?"
For the ancient witches, what's harder to adapt to in the Dream World's modern life are the Karkadians living in the city. These minority races with devil-like appearances have already been regarded as part of humanity. Not only are their words and deeds almost indistinguishable from humans, but they can also breed offspring with each other, which is completely different from the enemies they fight to the death outside.
Seeing a devil move has almost become an instinct for the ancient witches. After Roland's repeated instructions, they barely managed to restrain this impulse. Now they have to suddenly become more vigilant, and it must be said that it is difficult for ordinary people to reverse this. Therefore, the first people he thought of were Phyllis and Tyne, who followed him into the Dream World in the first batch and whose main abilities were very suitable for hiding.
“You can think of it that way.” Roland described her characteristics and suspicious points. “I didn’t see any magic stones on her body, which is the biggest difference from a real devil. But you still have to be careful, and monitor her under the assumption that she has magic stone abilities.”
Understanding history is the most effective way to understand a world. Who would be so eager to know the past of the Dream World? If the "devil" named Vakiris really came from the Karkadian Peninsula, she should have received compulsory education. However, judging from the fragments of information obtained from Fei Yuhan, the other party has gone through the history almost in chronological order. At the point where the two worlds were simultaneously eroded, this is enough to make people suspicious.
“Yes, Your Majesty,” the two nodded.
“Even if you confirm that the other party is a devil, don’t take action in the sanatorium.” Roland thought for a while and added, “First, there are many Awakeners there, which can easily lead to accidents. Second, I want to find out how she crossed the fragments of memory to get here.”
After all, the end of room 0510 is not connected to the nest of one or two high-level devils, but to a very grand alien city. If other devils can also pass through the gate, it would be really troublesome.
“I understand, but…” Phyllis hesitated, “If the two of us are not by your side, in case of danger…”
“Don’t worry, this is not the real world,” Roland smiled. “You have also seen that the abilities of those Fallen Ones cannot hurt me at all. As long as you don’t actively seek danger, they are basically helpless. As for you, remember to prioritize protecting yourselves and call me every few hours.”
“...Yes, Your Majesty.” The two looked at each other, put their hands on their chests, and accepted the order, “Then we’ll set off.”
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When Ypsilon walked into the underground gathering point, the entire room was in a special phase state of overlapping of the two realms. The floor and walls were covered with scarlet demonic light, as if they had become like flickering embers.
In this state, the area is equivalent to a fictional space isolated from the world, and no real object can affect it.
This naturally includes tracking and exploration.
She saw Beta still maintaining a half-squatting posture with his hands touching the ground, his figure close to translucent, like a virtual shadow.
According to the time flow here, he has maintained this posture for almost half a month.
“Not finished yet?” Ypsilon looked at Delta, who was standing motionless beside him.
The latter's mask flickered, as if he remembered that consciousness could no longer be used for direct communication, and replied in a hoarse voice, “This world is already very bloated, and a comprehensive analysis is not so easy. However, Beta’s work is nearing completion, and I believe there will be results soon. What about your side? Have you found out any news?”
“The Mana Stealer has set a trap, waiting for us to walk into it.”
The world's composition rules limit the power of the divine envoys. Even if they represent the will of the gods, they have to abide by the rules.
“Indeed.” Delta's tone was without any fluctuation. “This does seem to be a time-saving and labor-saving method, but unfortunately we no longer need those scattered mana.”
Ypsilon nodded and didn’t say anything more.
There is a simpler way to destroy these consciousness realms that are not controlled by the gods, and that is to directly eliminate the creators of the consciousness realms. They mostly take the creator's consciousness as the source, like the relationship between a house and its pillars. As long as the supporting pillars are removed, the world will collapse, and all the mana that has been distributed will be returned to the divine realm.
However, this world is already large enough, and it is not easy to find the creator among countless targets. Therefore, they must first mobilize massive amounts of mana to analyze the world in order to accurately locate its root.
The previous invasion of Prism City was to solve the need for mana. With the support of a large number of cores, completing the analysis is only a matter of time.
Of course, finding it does not mean being able to eliminate it successfully. The creator is often protected by the world, and the previous failures were due to this reason.
To fight against the protection, the creator must be pulled into the rift where the two realms overlap. There, the gods can interfere with the rules of the world and then defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
Therefore, even divine envoys may fail.
But time is running out.
They are the last hope of the gods. If even they fail, the gods will directly destroy the entire consciousness realm. At that time, millions of years of effort will be reduced to ashes, and all the accumulated achievements will also be reduced to nothing. If it is not absolutely necessary, the gods will never want to take this step.
Undoubtedly, it is all the fault of the master of this world.
Ypsilon clenched her fists involuntarily, but quickly released them in confusion.
Huh, what’s going on?
Why did she feel angry?
As a divine envoy, she shouldn’t have any emotions.
She has neither joy nor sorrow, and she will not worry about victory or failure. Apart from tasks, she should not care about anything.
Wait, thinking about it this way, she seems to have never considered similar questions before.
“What’s wrong?” Delta noticed her actions.
“No, it’s nothing…” She turned around and slowly sat down in the corner.
When did this change start?
Ypsilon thought for a long time before vaguely realizing that it actually started from the moment she killed the betrayer divine envoy.
At that time, she disguised herself among the apostles and approached the betrayer, who shared the same source as her, silently. It wasn't until the moment she struck that the latter reacted.
Strangely, the betrayer didn't put up much resistance. When her arm pierced the other's chest, she just gently grasped her bloody arm and leaned down to say a word.
She couldn’t remember the content very clearly, but the voice… was unexpectedly familiar, even with a hint of warmth, like a long-lost embrace.
And the expression frozen on the betrayer's face at the end was a peaceful smile.
Damn it, why think about these things now?
No, why am I angry about these things?
Ypsilon suddenly felt chaos in her mind.
“What do you want to say?” Delta spoke again, “We can’t communicate with consciousness here, so say it out loud.”
“I—”
At this moment, a ripple suddenly spread from the center of the room, and Beta, who had been half-squatting, opened his eyes.
“The search is complete.”
“It’s finally done,” Delta immediately shifted his gaze, “What’s the result?”
Beta held up his hands, and three blurry avatars appeared in his palms. With the reorganization and combination of lines, they gradually became clear and complete.
“There are actually three?”
“That’s right, but we only need to deal with the remaining two, because the first one no longer exists.”
Ypsilon quickly processed all the information of the images.
The three creators are—
“Betrayer Divine Envoy Consciousness Body, correlation 1%, code name Lan.”
“Self-Logic Consciousness Body, correlation 42%, code name Jie Luo.”
“Unknown Source Consciousness Body, correlation 57%, code name Roland.”