Riana walks in the maze of Asgard's underworld.
This underworld without the presidency of the God of Death has long been ruined.
But this strange maze still exists, and I don’t know what the principle is.
But if you want to go from the Underworld to Niforheim in the Nine Kingdoms, you must pass through this maze.
Even a reserve hell king like Riana is no exception.
This land has its own rules.
Of course she could fly over.
But I was just doing sneaky things, and it seemed not good to fly over the underworld like this.
More importantly, in this ancient mansion that has been abandoned for a long time, it is not empty.
At least Riana knew that in the depths of Asgard's underworld, there were some weird things entrenched.
It's like an angel with wings, but it's extremely savage and warlike.
Given the current situation at the border of hell, Riana doesn't want to provoke them either.
The Queen of the Border sneaked along the maze all the way to the other side's exit.
After walking out of the maze, you can see a towering cliff.
Above the cliff is Neforheim, the country of fog among the nine kingdoms.
In fact, this underworld itself is part of Niforheim.
"Just throw it over, right?"
More than ten minutes later, Riana arrived under the cliff.
She looked up and saw that the cliff in front of her was almost towering into the clouds, and it was impossible for ordinary creatures to climb up.
"Hey!"
Riana made a throwing move.
The foggy crystal broke through the speed of sound the moment it took.
It burst out a small sonic bomb cloud at the fingertips of the Queen of the Border, and then whistled up the cliff.
As Riana's gaze, the crystal leaped on the edge of the cliff and then fell into the frozen fog of Neforheim.
Although he was just thrown to the edge of the world, he had entered that world at least.
The best thing is that it is not a living thing, nor has it huge power.
It is no different from an ordinary stone when it is not activated.
Even if you can see Heimdal in the Nine Realms, you won’t care that this little pebbled thing jumps into the territory of the Nine Kingdoms.
Then again.
If Heimdal cares about these trivial matters every day, then the gatekeeper will probably be exhausted.
"Done!"
Riana clapped her hands and quickly disappeared into the maze behind her.
Last time she almost got into trouble because of the intercepting Asgard's soul.
If it weren't for Zatanna's special identity this time and if this matter had something to do with Merlin, she would never have taken the risk to help.
On the other side, in the dream world.
Zatanna has already shoveled all the gardens in front of the castle.
On the bare ground, there was a super-large magic circle drawn with bright red, blood-like things.
It is covered with indescribable twisted runes carved under the earth, and it will be dazzling at a glance.
Although it looks complicated, its effect is actually very simple.
It is a dream gate ceremony used to blend reality and dreams.
In the ancient Celtic civilization, there was an ancient sect called the Druid Sect.
They advocate natural power and are said to be able to transform into battle with the blessing of the spirit of the beast.
And among the ancient druid sects, there is the knowledge of fusion of dreams.
In fact, it is said that the first person to realize the existence of spiritual bodies was these secret druids.
The ceremony that Zatanna is preparing is derived from the inheritance of the ancient druids.
Her idea is very simple.
Instead of waiting until the nightmare power accumulates to its limit, explodes at once, completely destroying your dream world, and then using your consciousness as a springboard to invade the earth.
It is better to disconnect the nightmare power into another world when it is still gathering.
Just like in the face of floods, you can choose to build a dam to block it.
You can also choose to dig a ditch to discharge incoming floods into other areas.
But seriously, doing this is a bit unethical.
Zatanna did this to transfer her trouble to the Asgardians who lived in Neforheim.
She wanted those people to use their dreams to carry the power of nightmare to relieve the pressure on Zatanna.
But now, apart from this method, Miss Magic really can't think of any other way.
More importantly, Odin killed Merlin
Although Zatanna calmly accepted this reality, she felt angry.
I will have feelings for a stranger for several years, let alone her and Merlin
After so many intimate contacts, the relationship between the two has long been no longer a simple friend.
"Um?"
Holding something like a chisel, the magician lady who was repairing the magic circle at the end suddenly shuddered.
She could feel that the fog gem she had given to the Queen of the Border fell into a cold and cold place.
A ray of light flashed in Zatanna's eyes.
If she guessed correctly, the crystal should have been sent to Neforheim.
"I am worthy of being Merlin's partner, and my execution ability is strong."
Miss Magician praised her.
She checked the magic circle in front of her for the last time. After confirming that there was no problem, she took out a seed the size of a fist from her waist pocket.
Like an oak tree species.
She walked to the center of the magic circle, buried the several kinds of them underground, and then took a step back.
"bass"
With the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed, the sword made entirely of magic jumped into Zatanna's hands.
She looked back at the black nightmare wall that was still expanding. She gritted her teeth and said:
"Okay, you're such a disgusting thing."
"I wish you a great time in Asgard!"
She raised her sword, gestured on the light wall that was covered with black mucus, and then stabbed it with a sword.
"puff"
The moment the long sword pierced the nightmare wall, the squeezed black liquid spurted out.
It was a substantial nightmare gathering, like a symbiosis-like sticky sludge falling on the ground, like a black flood falling on the earth.
Zatanna took a step back.
She carefully avoided the nightmare that was spraying out and retreated to the edge of the activated magic circle.
She recited the complicated and complex antonyms magic, and used her magic to carefully shape a channel that stretched forward.
Those nightmares flowed out of the nightmare dimension and rolled forward. They flowed into the marks of the magic array, filling the marks quickly like blood.
The oak seeds placed in the center of the magic circle by Zatanna were like a thirsty sponge, swallowing all the black water that flowed over.
Miss Magic can even hear the sound of a giant beast swallowing water.
"Click"
A light sound.
As Zatanna's gaze, a strange, charred black vines poked out from under the ground.
On the vine, there are dark red talismans, which represent the power of nightmare.
That seed was bought from the black market of the Assassin League for a lot of money.
It is said to be a collection from an ancient wizard family in Europe, and is an oak seed used by real druids when casting spells.
It is processed by natural magic and can grow different postures according to the different energy absorbed.
The most common are the trees of life that occasionally encounter deep in the ancient forests in Europe. The pure natural energy is poured into them, which gives them excellent healing and prolonging abilities.
It is said that the tree of life that has lived for thousands of years will even transform life forms and become an ancient tree of life that can move around.
But that was just a legend. At least Zatanna herself had never seen an ancient tree tree man jumping around.
And now, Zatanna irrigates this seed with her pure nightmare power.
This is probably an unprecedented action and no one comes after him.
Even if ordinary druids think of this genius idea, it will be difficult for them to collect enough nightmare power.
However, Zatanna has enough nightmare power in her hands, and she also urgently needs to drive these nightmare powers out of her dream world.
"Gudu, Gudu"
The black liquid constantly irrigates the growing and germinated seeds.
Streams of strange black smoke began to rise on the surface of this magic circle. Under the cover of the black smoke, Zatanna could hear the continuous sound of vines piercing the earth.
It was like a sleeping giant beast was about to be awakened.
Miss Magician was also very nervous at this time.
Her "genius"-like idea is just a feasible idea, and she doesn't know whether it is useful or not.
She held the old seal that summoned the Dream-Eating Spirit in her hand. As long as there was anything wrong, she would decisively give up this dream world.
But the situation seems to be fine
Under Zatanna's gaze, the seed quickly took root and sprouted, and soon raised its branches.
There was no leaf on those branches that were stretching, only bare, charred black branches, and red spells on those branches.
They continue to extend around like snakes, nor do they rise as high as real oak, but rather like low shrubs.
After growing to a height of more than 2 meters, it begins to develop horizontally.
The most important thing is that the tree trunks that were thickly clasped were cracking and scars.
“Its carrying capacity is at its limit”
Zatanna looked at the nightmare wall behind her. The aggressive pressure of pressure had disappeared with the dissipation of the wall halo, and the ever-expanding wall was also retracted.
But that's not enough
The tolerance of this seed is always limited.
"Bang"
The magician gritted her teeth and walked into the magic circle. She waved the long sword in her hand, cut off a piece of active branches from the trunk and squeezed them into her hand, like a snake that was constantly moving.
“It’s time to stud.”
She pinched her fingers and activated the Dream Gate Magic Formation under her feet that was rooted by this "nightmare tree".
In the distant Neforheim, the mist crystal that was thrown into the frozen fog by Riana was also opened.
"Swish"
A door connecting dreams and the real world shines in front of Zatanna's eyes, like a lingering aperture.
She looked back at the substantial nightmare that was still erupting, then stepped into the aperture, and the next moment, she appeared on the land of Neforheim.
Of course, not in the real world, but in the dream dimension.
Every world has its own dream dimension, and so does Niforheim.
Zatanna dared not delay, so she quickly squatted down and planted the cut branches in this mysterious dream world.
Because of the connection between the Dream Gate, this branch still maintains a little connection with the Nightmare Tree itself.
When the branches were planted into another dream, in Zatanna's dream world, the already overwhelmed nightmare tree immediately poured the overflowing nightmare power into the separated branches.
"Wow"
It also took root on the earth and began to grow rapidly just like the nightmare tree before.
"yeah!"
The moment Zatanna saw the branches under her feet start to grow, she jumped up excitedly.
With her long hair flying, she made a big yes gesture.
"It's done!"
The substantial nightmare from the Nightmare Wall is constantly absorbed, and then through the Dream Gate, it is poured into the second Nightmare Tree.
It is equivalent to Zatanna building a channel to the Neforheim dream world in her dream world.
Before this passage collapses, those forces from the Nightmare dimension will no longer destroy her small world.
Miss Magician breathed a sigh of relief.
She glanced at the dream and moved her arms.
It will be easy for a while now.
Behind Miss Magician, the dream gate that should have been light green has completely turned into an unknown dark red under the influence of the power of nightmare.
In her dream world, the nightmare tree and the Dream Gate magic array under her feet combine, making the halo of the Dream Gate bound by the twisted vines, forming a light gate like a mirror.
This thing is quite artistic when it comes to not considering evil or not.
Miss Magician whistled and turned back to her dream dimension.
She looked back and saw that the nightmare wall that originally put a lot of pressure on her had completely returned to the level at least 3 months ago.
It's still there.
But it is no longer as aggressive as before.
Through the connection of the Nightmare Tree, Nightmare should be able to find enough "prey" in the world of Neforheim.
Before it got tired of playing there, Zatanna had plenty of time to think about how to eliminate the nightmare.
That was the task that the Sandman gave her and Merlin, and the seven-year deadline was almost here.
Now that Merlin is dead, she can only try to complete it alone.
"ah!"
Zatanna yawned a big yawn, and she looked at the dusk hanging on the horizon on the other side of the dream world, and she said:
"If I had known, I should have pushed Merlin down in this world."
"If I had made up my mind at the beginning, there wouldn't be so much trouble now and there would be regrets."
Miss Magician opened her arms like a hug of freedom.
She closed her eyes and let herself bathe in the dusk sunshine.
With her long black hair flying, the twisted nightmare tree behind her was weird no matter how she looked at it, but the problem was not big.
"It may be that fate is the cause of our entanglement when we were entangled."
Zatanna whispered:
"I think we are quite good now, but unfortunately we were just friends when you were still there."
"I'm so sorry I realized this too late."
"Why are you dead like that?"
Chapter completed!