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Therefore, Aaron, with the help of the subconscious within the Sefirah, simplified the ritual process, and under the premise that the "Sun Chaser Scepter" truly belonged to him, this Grade 0 Sealed Artifact was "retrieved"!
Looking at the "Sun Chaser Scepter" in his hand, Aaron finally smiled. He also believed that the mirror in the dream alone could not replicate the parts related to the Sefirah.
The dark and deep Aaron Weil stared blankly at the opposite side, instinctively raising his left hand, but his left palm was empty.
Then, he saw countless streaks of blazing white flames shooting out, enveloping him layer by layer. Despite casting various decrees, he still couldn't stop them or escape this area.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle! A massive, blazing fire orb illuminated the room, which was too narrow to dodge, and then disappeared along with the Aaron Weil who had walked out of the mirror, leaving only the eerie mirror behind.
Unlike before, his own reflection no longer appeared in the mirror; only Leomaster, curled up in the corner, remained.
For some reason, Aaron felt inexplicably calmer at this moment, much like entering a Sage's time.
The wooden door was blown open by the residual shockwaves of the battle, and a loud crash echoed from the hall filled with various sundries. The double iron doors at the center of the hall were directly kicked open.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Heavy footsteps, like drumming, headed directly towards the corner, as if they had already discovered Aaron and Leomaster's hiding place.
Through the open crack in the wooden door, Aaron clearly saw the Black Knight in full black armor from his previous dream.
He looked exactly like Leomaster, even the subtle features matched perfectly!
The only difference was that his eyes glowed with deep red light.
Saint of Darkness...
The term flashed through Aaron's mind as he watched the deep red light in the knight's eyes intensify, and he raised the gloomy, broad straight sword in both hands.
Stomp!
He took a step forward and made a cleaving motion, so fast that even Aaron, a Disciplinary Knight, almost couldn't track it.
Following his spiritual intuition, which was close to the demigod level, the "Sword of Judgment" in Aaron's hand, wreathed in crimson flames, slashed straight upwards diagonally.
Unlike the projection in his hand just now, it didn't dissipate but genuinely displayed the power of a demigod-level Mystical Item. Aaron only felt a slight suffocation in his chest and stabilized himself after taking two steps back.
With this breathing room, the "Sun Chaser Scepter" in Aaron's left hand glowed, and layers of golden flames encircled Aaron, protecting him in the center.
Rip! Subsequent attacks, like black streaks of light, cleaved down, causing the flames to disintegrate layer by layer and shoot out in all directions, making the entire hall tremble.
Boom!
Under the dark greatsword, the flame vortex emitted an explosive sound, turning into shockwaves that engulfed the area, sending all the piled-up sundries flying into the air.
Ignoring the chaotic scene around him, Aaron watched Leomaster re-hide, and a golden light appeared in his pupils as he looked around, trying to find traces of the Saint of Darkness, but found nothing.
As a demigod of the Secrets Supplicant Pathway, hiding in the shadows is indeed the most practical move, whether for attack or escape.
Just then, the shadow beneath Aaron's feet suddenly came alive, grabbing his ankle and flowing upwards like water, wrapping tightly around him.
"Black Knight," "Dominate Shadow"!
Before subsequent attacks could arrive, the "Sun Chaser Scepter" glowed brightly, spreading out pure and clear light, which was the "Ocean of Light."
The light illuminated every corner of the surroundings, turning it into a light-filled realm with not a single trace of Darkness, no shadows, and no place for anything to hide.
The Saint of Darkness's shadow concealment was directly broken, and the figure holding the black greatsword instantly appeared behind Aaron, seemingly intending to defeat him in one fell swoop using the previous opportunity.
A smile played on his lips as Aaron suddenly raised the "Sun Chaser Scepter" in his hand. A pure, ultimate Spear of Light was hurled at the Saint of Darkness and expanded into a miniature Sun large enough to illuminate the entire hall.
Although the "Prohibit Shadow Concealment" decree could also be effective, restricting a demigod, whether in terms of spiritual consumption or the actual damage it could cause, was not as good as directly using the "Sun Chaser Scepter."
Anyway, this was a dream world. As long as the dream ended before the negative effects of the "Sun Chaser Scepter" kicked in, Aaron's current spirituality was enough to deal with just a Sequence 4.
Watching the "Sun" enlarge in his pupils, the Saint of Darkness immediately raised his hand, grabbed at his glabella, and directly pulled out a ball of Darkness, throwing it into his own shadow.
His shadow then separated from him, twisting and standing up, presenting another black armored outline.
"Black Knight," "Shadow of Depravation"!
Without any hesitation or choosing to counterattack, that shadow directly disintegrated into a profound black, transforming into a viscous liquid emitting a corrupt and decaying aura, covering the Saint of Darkness.
As the blazing white and pitch black collided, the entire hall, formed by the dream, began to tremble, and Aaron seemed to hear a muffled grunt.
Feeling his consciousness gradually blurring, Aaron condensed a ray of light and threw it towards Leomaster, who was curled up not far away. Within the light was a distorted, grotesque symbol.
That was a distorted and incomplete version of the Sefirah's symbolic pattern, specifically created by Aaron after communicating with Will Auceptin. It allowed Aaron to sense it without fear of it spreading and revealing secrets.
After doing all this, Aaron didn't even have time to check on the Saint of Darkness's condition before the dream was torn apart by the spreading battle aftermath.
Suddenly opening his eyes, Aaron looked at the still deep night outside and chose not to go back to sleep to enter the next dream. His spirituality directly flowed into the Darkness Mark.
Under the protection of the Authority of Concealment, Aaron finally breathed a sigh of relief and curiously surveyed his surroundings.
The Divine Battlefield Ruins, shrouded in Darkness, were like a dead land. All sounds vanished, with only the occasional blazing white lightning in the distant sky and the faint golden flames somewhere in the distance still emitting light.
The paper crane floating beside Aaron seemed to be strongly disturbed, spinning constantly and unable to indicate the direction forward in the Darkness.
The unknown is always the deepest fear in people's hearts, and the deep Darkness around him made Aaron feel an indescribable oppression.
Just then, one miniature, blazing Sun after another suddenly appeared. These countless small Suns interwoven and collectively plunged into the abnormally dazzling golden Sun that was rapidly rising deep within the realm.
The illusory Sun emitted a scorching light that seemed capable of illuminating the entire world. Streaks of light, like sharp swords, pierced through the Darkness, and everything quickly returned to the state of midday.
After the Darkness receded, the illusory Sun dissipated into endless golden light, dyeing both the sky and the sea golden.
Witnessing the day-night cycle of the Divine Battlefield Ruins for the first time, Aaron endured the stinging in his eyes to watch it all, with only one term remaining in his mind: Sequence 0 "Sun."
Lowering his head to rub his stinging, sore eyes, Aaron collected his thoughts and recalled the battle in the dream world just now, his brows furrowing involuntarily.
Frankly speaking, the strength displayed by that Saint of Darkness could only be said to barely touch the threshold of a demigod. Even without relying on the "Sun Chaser Scepter," Aaron was confident he could fight him with just the "Sword of Judgment."
As a Saint of Darkness whose prerequisite Sequence included "Shepherd," he had only used abilities from the "Secrets Supplicant" Pathway itself from the beginning of the battle onwards, but his most powerful "Herding" ability had never been used.
Aaron had taken out the "Sun Chaser Scepter" from the very beginning, partly because he was worried about not having enough time in the dream and needing to end the battle quickly, and partly to prevent a sudden attack from an unknown number of demigod souls herded by the Saint of Darkness.
Although he didn't have time to check, Aaron was certain that his Spear of Light had caused significant damage to the Saint of Darkness. Yet, in such a situation, he still hadn't used "Herding," indicating that there must be a problem.
Recalling how the opponent had been constantly pursuing Leomaster, the good personality, Aaron's thoughts gradually became clear, guessing that it might be due to the good personality's split and resistance, preventing him from continuing to herd the devoured souls.
As for whether the internal details were consistent with his thoughts, Aaron didn't care. With a preliminary judgment, he felt even more confident about his subsequent plans.
The relatively small ghost ship drifted for a while, guided by the paper crane, until a massive island appeared at the edge of his vision. Black, fragmented architectural complexes stood silently deep within the island.
Putting away the paper crane that had fallen to the ground, Aaron continued to steer the ghost ship forward. Just then, he saw a giant hand suddenly emerge from beneath the sea surface and slap the side of the ship.
The hand had extremely long fingers, nearly half a meter, and was entirely barren plain-like gray-black!
The enormous gray-black hand slapped the sea, and as the sea surface collapsed, it incredibly quickly climbed upwards, pulling out the part beneath the sea inch by inch.
Through the blue-gold shimmering water, Aaron first saw a large expanse of gray-black shadow, and then his entire vision was filled with wriggling flesh.
The Monster seemed to be haphazardly pieced together from countless grayish-black corpses. Behind its two enormous hands were withered, stick-like arms, which originated from a corpse suspected to be a giant.
Its grayish-blue skin had festered, and attached to the festering parts were several other heads, a fragmented fusion of various strange creatures. They were layered one upon another, forming a floating island-like mass of flesh.
The surface of the flesh mass was covered in a layer of grayish-black fuzz. Upon closer inspection, the so-called fuzz turned out to be a continuous patch of grayish-black wheat ears.
From different corpses, from the seams where they were joined, wisps of yellowish-green gas emanated from the swaying wheat ears, spreading outwards, seemingly intending to envelop the area.
Looking at this distorted and disgusting Monster, Aaron's brows furrowed deeply; any normal person would feel physiological discomfort.
Watching the spreading yellowish-green gas, Aaron simultaneously steered the ghost ship to dodge attacks and head towards the small island, while speaking in a low voice in ancient Hermes:
"Imprisonment"
Unlike before, the target of this decree was Aaron and the ghost ship he was controlling. After advancing to Sequence 5, the sublimation of decrees also allowed Aaron to invent many new usage techniques.
Layers of transparent walls created by the decree, along with extremely viscous transparent liquid, formed a barrier that even spirits could not penetrate.
Not only did it block the yellowish-green gas, but it also allowed him to deliberately be hit by the Monster using the sturdy barrier, leveraging the impact to move faster towards the island.
Even so, Aaron's expression remained grave. Although the yellowish-green gas was blocked, he keenly sensed that a distorted, chaotic, and rich life aura easily penetrated the barrier and seeped in.
Accompanying the invasion of this power, Aaron's hair grew wildly, quickly exceeding his waist. Some strands of hair seemed to have a life of their own, beginning to coil and bind Aaron's limbs.
Aaron was not unfamiliar with this power; it was somewhat similar to the power that the Sanguine Angel used to test him through a trading item, also possessing a strong life aura.
Combining this with his location in the Divine Battlefield Ruins, Aaron instantly realized that the Monster before him might have formed from prolonged erosion by the Earth Mother's aura.
Clutching the "Sword of Judgment" tightly, Aaron's body also emitted a layer of blazing white flames, burning away the mutated hair, while solemnly speaking in ancient Hermes:
"Death!"
Accompanying the decree was a blazing white sword light, flashing forward, leaping over the ship's rail, and falling onto the grayish-black flesh mass made of countless corpses.
Then, a blazing white glow rapidly moved across the surface, and with a whoosh, flames shot into the sky.
The massive Monster remained frozen there, seemingly having lost all its vitality.
Crack, crack, crack! Deep, bottomless wounds appeared on its surface, and in one second, it split into countless small chunks of flesh.
A large amount of yellowish-green mist was released as the Monster disintegrated, and the fragmented chunks of flesh each extended tentacles, surging forward with dense mist.
The chunks of flesh from the seabed continuously surged upwards, and the Monster, shattered by Aaron, re-condensed, becoming even larger than before, emitting a tyrannical aura comparable to a demigod in the mist.
Looking at the increasingly dense yellowish-green mist and the reappearing Monster, Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, with no intention of turning back to contend with it.
He fully propelled the ghost ship and finally escaped that sea area, where the Earth Mother's aura lingered, before the yellowish-green mist closed in.
The island was not far away. It seemed that another power was restricting the spread of the Earth Mother's aura. Aaron looked back at the no longer surging yellowish-green mist before dispelling the "Imprisonment" decree.
Aaron, who was surveying the island before him, suddenly felt a slight spiritual stir, an inexplicable, faint pull. He abruptly reached into the sea and, upon withdrawing his hand, was holding a greenish-black grotesque fish.
The fish's surface had protruding bones forming a distorted, grotesque symbol, precisely the symbol Aaron had transmitted to Leomaster at the end of the shattered dream world.
Aaron, who already had the answer in his heart, looked at the fish's swollen belly, used a single finger as a knife, and after cutting it open, saw three bloody fingers stuffed inside.
He took out the three fingers and stacked them, still bloody. After a brief solidification, the fingers melted like candles, turning into a pool of viscous flesh and blood.
The flesh and blood wriggled, drawing a crimson word on the ghost ship's deck:
"Help!"
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