The penetration of this magical sword light even illuminated the entire dark space for a moment.
But in the next moment, more dark matter squirmed hungrily, with incredible greed, wrapping up layer by layer at an astonishing speed, eating up the highly concentrated magic sword light.
Seeing the way the sword light disappeared, Anvis immediately judged the nature of this darkness, a terrifying product unique to the dream world [dream anomaly].
Appearing as a mass of void dark matter with a diameter of tens to hundreds of meters, it will engulf all tangible and intangible things it comes into contact with. Its power level ranges from six to eight levels.
This kind of thing has a reaction similar to biological instinct, but its structure is completely different from that of normal dream creatures, and the way it appears is similar to natural phenomena appearing out of thin air.
Therefore, the magic world has yet to reach a conclusion as to whether this thing is a dream creature or a natural disaster in the dream world.
The way to eliminate the dream anomaly is simple - use an attack method that exceeds its devouring speed to break it into a large number of tiny pieces.
Then, just as broken magnet sections repel each other, its terrifying devouring power will swallow up even its own fragments.
"Your Excellency Qiaomu, completely divide it into squares no larger than eight centimeters."
Looking at the deep darkness occupying the entire space in front of the mountain wall, Anvis reminded him.
"good."
Qiao Mu nodded succinctly, his whole body momentum suddenly changed, and he held his right hand half empty in front of him.
Along with the terrifying aura of magic power, a one-handed sword with a sword body as clear as colorless ice and completely condensed from highly condensed eighth-level magic power appeared in Qiao Mu's hand.
Then, he took a step forward, raised the sword with both hands, and then swung the sword down with great simplicity.
Click——
The ice crystal sword dissipated like a bubble, and at the same time, an extremely crisp cracking sound sounded.
The twisted darkness in the entire area solidified for a moment, and then in a burst of light that was like a broken mirror, it instantly split into countless fist-sized pieces!
The cross section is as bright as a mirror like broken ice, and the volume of each piece is equal in height.
Secret Sword Skill——[Broken Mirror]
The split darkness produced drastic changes, and a large number of fragments began to devour each other fiercely, making sharp whistling sounds, and even rolled up a small whirlwind in the surrounding environment, blowing the hem of the cloaks on the three people and shaking them constantly.
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After a while, it was swallowed up to the end, and only a fragment about the size of several fists remained at the entrance of the cave. But its remaining volume was no longer enough to support the continued existence of its structure.
As a result, the debris eventually evaporated and disappeared, leaving only a small pile of dark sand-like material in place.
If you look closely, each grain of sand has countless facets that reflect the shimmering light.
This is a precious high-level material [Dream Black Sand], which is one of the key materials for many high-level fantasy items and potions. It can only be obtained by killing dream anomalies.
Although the name contains dreams, Africans always find it difficult to fall asleep when brushing this material due to the random nature of dreams.
After collecting the leftover materials, the three of Anvis entered the cave.
But the situation inside the cave was different from what Anvis expected, where the pagan cultists were lying on the ground and the Bishop of the Holy Glory Church might be doing something to the seal.
In fact, the air inside the cave maintains an eerie silence.
Countless eyes under the ragged robes looked at the three people silently. The black-robed priest standing at the top of the altar raised the scepter embedded with black stone.
——The blond young bishop was lying on the rectangular altar at the top of the altar, his eyes closed, and his demeanor looked very peaceful.
A circle of lighted pale white candles surrounded him, and the strange dark green flames swaying in the candle wicks complemented the dark green evil lines on his cheeks.
"Look, what I said before, he looks like he's about to die——"
Looking at this scene, Anweis glanced at the slightly tense-looking Ivani from the corner of his eye, and casually made a cold joke.
"What do you mean by 'soon'? Are you a prophet?"
Being stared at by the strange and fanatical eyes of many heathen cultists in the cave, Evanni, who was originally a little nervous, suddenly twitched her lips when she heard this, feeling speechless.
However, the slight nervous negative emotion that had just arisen in her heart also disappeared again in this sudden joke.
"Outsiders, are you here for holy objects or for false salvation?"
Although the sacrifice that had just begun encountered uninvited guests again, the priest did not seem to be surprised at all.
However, when he noticed Evani among the three, he seemed to suddenly understand something.
"...Or, for this?"
As he said that, the black-robed priest slowly took off his hood, and beneath it was the face of Evan that Anvis was extremely familiar with.
"It's you!?"
Seeing this scene, Evani was stunned for a moment. Then, her eyes instantly became cold, and she looked at the black-robed priest as if she were looking at a dead person.
"How dare you appear in front of us? Haha, maybe I should thank you for your stupidity!"
"Don't worry, blue-haired little sister."
At the top of the altar, the black-robed 'Evan' shook his head slightly, and a touch of aristocratic sarcasm suddenly appeared on his face.
"Once upon a time, you followed the egg shell arrogantly, taking your pathetic guard with you and sinking endlessly into the dream of the gods."
"And now, your two 'flower protectors' have found you and fortunately saved you from the dream.
The gods were kind enough not to set their sights on you again, but you, who received this gift, did not linger on the island and enjoy the last time before the reality came, but came here in advance to find the end?"
As she spoke, 'Evan' turned her eyes slightly and glanced at Qiaomu, Anvis, and the black-robed priest beside her.
"You think you have one more miscellaneous fish among your flower guardians than before... Oh, and a pitiful body controlled by you. Can you get back what belongs to you from me?"
At the end of the sentence, 'Evan''s face suddenly showed a hint of frivolous ridicule.
"Or do you want to perform a wonderful threesome in front of me to impress me?"
"You! You..."
Hearing this, Evani's face turned red and she was furious. However, due to her own cultivation and the aristocratic teachings she had received, she could not find any vulgar words to use to fight back.
"Trash fish?"
Beside Evani, Anvis, who was lying down for no reason, raised his eyebrows, stared at 'Evan' at the top of the altar with his blue eyes, and spread his hands innocently.
"Dear Priest, I can forgive your verbal offense just as your god has graciously forgiven you."
"Now, I am very interested in the holy object you are talking about. Can you let me watch it for a few days?"
"Ignorant and fearless ants——"
Hearing this, Evan's face turned cold instantly above the altar.