This Holy Knight is So Despicable!
Chapter 107 - 99 The Assault from the Dream_2

Chapter 107: Chapter 99 The Assault from the Dream_2

"So you’ve realized this is a dream, not surprising for Mr. Wright."

The old man bowed: "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Marko Nolan, a simple guide in Dreamland."

Lette chuckled softly, with fierceness flashing in his eyes: "I see, an Imaginary Creature, who invited me here?"

"I’m afraid I cannot answer your question, Mr. Wright."

"Then how can I get back?"

"Well... I’m afraid only our great Master of Dreams can answer that."

Lette raised an eyebrow, and a powerful spiritual wave erupted from him, directly knocking Marko away.

Everything in the dream realm that his spiritual power touched began to twist and melt, eventually being reshaped into forms he recognized.

"This Dreamland of yours isn’t any better than the Abyss of Nightmare that sealed Lilith back in the day. With this quality, you think you can trap me? Where do you get your confidence?"

Lette condensed his spiritual power into a sharp blade and gently sliced forward, breaking the barrier of Dreamland.

Yet upon looking outside, Lette chuckled again and resealed the gap.

"Impressive, placing your own dream near the Eternal Illusion, this Dream Weaver is indeed audacious."

Because of everything related to Lilith back then, Lette had visited the Dream World more than once.

The Dream Realm is a buffer zone between reality and illusion, a hazy place between existence and non-existence.

Here, individuals with powerful spiritual power can freely transform the dream realm into their desired shape.

But the dream realm also has its own operating principles.

Once these principles are violated, the sweet dream shatters, and one’s spirit will be expelled from the dream realm, what people commonly refer to as waking up from a dream.

Therefore, to remain in the dream realm, one must stay clear-headed enough, without being overly aware.

Make the logic of things plausible, but not too plausible.

And precisely because of the dream realm’s peculiar nature, absolute spiritual power cannot be used as a magic treasure for victory.

This is like water and a ship!

Spiritual power is like the weight of a ship, but it’s not that the heavier, the better, as being too heavy might cause the ship to sink.

To navigate the Sea of Dreams, one must not only consider weight but also find the perfect balance between the ship’s weight and volume, as well as its sailing rules.

Only by understanding the rules, skillfully using them, and being adept at manipulating spiritual power.

Can one wreak havoc in the dream realm.

And those who excel at weaving their own sweet dreams in the dream realm are called Dream Weavers.

Dream Weavers appear to be able to do whatever they want in the dream realm, realizing many dreams that are impossible to achieve. They can even easily defeat enemies several times stronger than themselves here.

But because the dreams they weave are too grand and complex, once the sweet dream breaks, the Dream Weaver will be irrevocably entangled with the dream and eventually fall into the Eternal Illusion together with the shattered dream.

And this Dream Weaver, astonishingly, positions his woven dream near the Eternal Illusion.

Thus, with even a small mistake, they face being completely devoured, with no room for recovery.

"So, what is your Master of Dreams planning by capturing me?"

"Our Master of Dreams has been entrusted by someone to keep you here for a while. Once the time comes, we will send you back."

"Your Master of Dreams is courting death. If he lets me go now, there’s still a chance to negotiate. Otherwise..."

Marko looked embarrassed: "I’m afraid that’s not possible. As far as I know, what the Master did today, all stems from a promise made years ago.

If he doesn’t fulfill it, his fate will only be worse."

Lette scanned around, his brow furrowed.

No need to say more, this must be another trick of the Tower of Truth. Given the resources the Tower of Truth had in the past, a Dream Weaver owing a contract was no big deal for them.

And looking at the completion of this Dreamland, this Dream Weaver must have been weaving for years, nearly perfect.

Lette does indeed have many ways to destroy this Dreamland from the inside. But if this thing collapses, underneath would be the Eternal Illusion.

He feels like he’s sitting on a luxury plane, already tens of thousands of meters in the sky.

His dilemma isn’t about how to take down the pilot or destroy the plane.

But rather how to safely return to the ground in such circumstances.

"The sons of the Tower of Truth are really using someone else’s antique porcelains as disposable dinnerware!"

"Yeah! These people are damned bastards!"

Marko was equally indignant: "But fortunately, the Master of Dreams argued forcefully and compressed the time to five days.

As long as you stay here for five days, we can all be safe."

Lette squinted his eyes: "Safe and sound? Do you think you can be safe after being an accomplice to those people?

What, am I supposed to be made of clay?"

"We... we are forced too..."

"This is just a reference for sentencing, not a golden tablet granting immunity. Step aside, let me find a way back."

Lette spread his hands, and powerful spiritual power surged forth like seawater, instantly sweeping across the entire Dreamland.

However, in the next moment, the entire Dreamland shook intensely, and everything started to deform.

"Mr. Wright, stop! Dreamland is currently in a delicate balance.

If there’s any discomfort, it will completely fall into the torrents of the Eternal Illusion.

Then you will lose yourself and be utterly trapped within the dream realm!"

However, Lette remained unmoved and continued to increase the flow of spiritual power, making Dreamland shake more violently, almost unable to withstand the pressure and collapse.

But in the next moment, the entire Dreamland suddenly restored to peace as if the previous tremors had never occurred.

Marko was full of shock, feeling that Dreamland was much sturdier than before. At least for the short term, there was no need to worry about it falling into the Eternal Illusion.

"You! How could you do that, how can you reinforce someone else’s dream?"

"Is it so hard to make someone believe in their own dreams?"

Lette withdrew his spiritual power, and a barrier formed three meters around him.

Within the barrier, he created his own world.

"Take me to see your Master of Dreams. He’s planning to fulfill the agreement with the Tower of Truth, but the Tower of Truth might not let him off.

When that time comes, it’ll still drag the entire dream realm down with me as its burial.

If you don’t want that, hurry up and lead the way!"

Upon hearing this, Marko nodded repeatedly, and with a wave of his staff, a teleportation array rose beneath their feet, bringing them to the largest castle in Dreamland in the blink of an eye.

Seated atop the castle’s throne was a Golden King, sitting quietly, a scepter in hand.

"Great Master, this distinguished guest wishes to... Master?"

Lette frowned, sensing something amiss. He quickly moved to the throne and removed the Golden King’s Helmet, only to find it empty inside.

"Your Master of Dreams, their consciousness has been destroyed."

"What?!"

Lette tossed aside the golden helmet, and with a push, the entire golden armor collapsed to the ground with a crash.

Immediately following this, the ground of Dreamland shook violently, with everything rapidly warping and changing, losing stability.

Seeing this, Lette grabbed Marko, the guide, and placed him on the throne.

Then, with powerful spiritual power focused in his hands, he formed a colorful Magic Cube and placed it in his hands.

"From now on, you must keep turning this thing nonstop. Otherwise, the dream realm will completely collapse, and you will no longer exist, understand?"

"But our Master of Dreams is already... "

"If there’s any hope of saving him, you have to buy time so we can rescue him. If he’s beyond saving, then you need to buy time to have a chance to avenge him!"

Marko gradually calmed down and began continuously twisting the Magic Cube in his hands.

At the same time, Dreamland also began to stabilize.

Though its presence was weaker than before, it managed to maintain the situation.

Just then, Emily’s voice sounded in Lette’s ear.

"Lette, Lette! Can you hear me?"