The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 397: Utilizing Dream As A Cage

Chapter 397: Utilizing Dream As A Cage

The souls of the dead filled up the sky.

In terms of quant.i.ty alone, the Spiritual Monk had a limited amount of spirit bodies he could control concurrently.

He was a [Spiritual Monk] after all, not the [Lord of the Spirits], and not the [Exorcist].

Instead, the profession [Spiritual Monk]’s unique trait was to possess a remarkable connection with the spiritual body he enslaved.

Boom!

That was the salvo of spells.

The wizards whose minds were under manipulation sent out a barrage of spells on the giant ma.s.s of spirit bodies. These spells took different chant duration, preparation, and projectile speeds. Thus, the wizards had varied positioning and target.

Under Danton’s control, the movement of the spirit bodies was restrained through words. Immediately after, a magnetic force originated from the ground. It resembled a fishing net, capturing the souls to the ground and then rising again for the next catch. A chill was imbued on the net, making its victim much more vulnerable.

The number of spirits imprisoned by a mult.i.tude of spells, divine art, and transcended abilities was only six. At the same time, they were gathered in a small area, and the distance between them was no more than five steps.

Immediately after, there came a Silver Rank Destruction Wizard’s finishing move. It was an ordinary-looking vermillion fireball that descended slowly like a thrown basketball.

Those attacks that attempted to intercept the fireball were deflected and teleported away by the Edict Wizards.

As the fireball slowly landed in the middle of the souls, it began to shrink while twitching. Its color quickly turned white at speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the fireball exploded!

Harsh winds were sent out in multiple directions.

The shockwaves smashed the surrounding people. However, it only reverberated in a small s.p.a.ce within a radius of five meters, as if an invisible barrier contained it. The explosion ran rampant, tearing the ground. The powerful spiritual body inside vanished in the blink of an eye.

Unimaginable heat seeped from the inside of the sphere, burning the ground into lava. The heat waves in the air expanded and roared, silently roasting the people around them into pitch-black and crisp c.o.ke.

Those a little further away also had scalded blisters on their skin.

But they were fearless and continued to advance.

Waving the weapons in their hands that the Idol Wizards or ritualists blessed, they faced those spirits without fear.

Nearly 20 people die at the hands of the spiritual bodies legion every second.

The number of people who died at the hands of people was far more than this. Even the most useless and sickly ordinary people were used to block the attacks and resist Bernardino’s spells.

However, under Danton’s ruthless and precise operation, like a top real-time strategy player, he ensured that the first to be sacrificed was always those with the lowest combat power.

Wizard, Ritualist, Hunter, and hidden troops… Those troops that could effectively kill the spiritual body acc.u.mulated in numbers, which boosted the power in Daonton’s hand.

Soon, there were hundreds of them.

And then it numbered nearly a thousand.

When a thousand people were standing together, it was a ma.s.sive crowd. It was hard for one person to resist them, let alone confront them. Not to mention, they were scattered around with Danton at the center, who hid behind the ghost expelling protection made by the ritualist. The combat was carried out methodically. The offense was launched steadily in waves.

Under the offense, the spirits around Bernardino could hardly even attack.

They could not even leave Bernardino’s side because the lurkers and hunters hidden in the dark were aiming at Bernardino’s head at all times.

This is what’s called an unstoppable power;

The power of the “group”;

The strength of the new generation of Soul s.n.a.t.c.h Wizard!

You old freak!

Dream Stealer Danton felt great pleasure as he maneuvered his fearless puppet legion and sensed the steady increase in his numbers at the royal capital.

It did not matter even if his ident.i.ty was revealed. Margaret was already dead, and there was no point in him being here.

Instead, he had suppressed his power and hidden his ability for too long.

It had been too long!

But at this moment, Bernardino chuckled, “Do you know why I am attacking at this time?”

He spoke in an unpleasant, monstrous hoa.r.s.e sound.

Bernardino sat, paralyzed in his wheelchair. His face wrapped in bandages lifted slightly.

The rune began to change drastically in his right sapphire eye with many facets.

Afterward, each facet lit up, refracting and enhancing its brightness. Then, his right eye shone with glaring rays.

In each facet, a spirit body emerged.

“Dusk is coming.” Under Bernardino’s crow-like laughter, hundreds of powerful spirits filed out from his right eye.

His left eye, the premium quality chrysoberyl cat’s eye, emitted aquamarine brilliance.

The bright golden vertical line in the middle of the chrysoberyl cat’s eye floated out gradually, incarnating a brilliant golden beam.

Then, the beam spread to both sides as if a door was summoned.

Upon getting struck by the light, the legion fell to the ground with no exception. Their souls were stripped away in the blink of an eye. White chains appeared out of thin air, seizing more than 70 brand-new spirit bodies and dragging them into his right eye.

At this moment, dusk finally came.

In Bernardino’s right eye, the recent spiritual bodies roared out.

Every spiritual body was equivalent to a transcender that lacked physical weakness and could use transcended power infinitely without worrying about turning into a fallen.

Nearly two hundred spirit bodies joined the battlefield, and more than four hundred enemies had their souls taken, which instantly reversed the situation on the battlefield.

Danton’s face turned ugly.

He was tricked.

He did not dare to read Bernardino’s mind or interfere with Bernardino’s memory because he was worried that Bernardino’s elemental power had something to do with it.

His element with the highest level of awakening was [Dream], which was not an element that could easily gain an advantage in the battle of the mind.

If he could not gain the upper hand in the battle of elements, he would not dare to read Bernardino’s mind. The opponent could use the power of elements to set up an ambush in his mind, ignore the physical distance and obliterate his soul.

But he never imagined that Bernardino was too old to fight properly.

Bernardino’s elements were awakened to the limit, but the soul was so weak that he did not dare to use the elemental power at will.

Thus, he would only attack at this time.

That was because the wizard could instantly restore all Chaos Power at sunset.

This was a stupid trick that only low-rank wizards would use out of desperation!

That was to wait and gather the transcenders.

Then, the wizard would proceed to use two folds of the Chaos Power to make a significant impact on the battlefield!

Bernardino only used his spirit body to attack, not because he was probing Danton, but because he had lost the ability to fight back with elements!

However, Danton had been intimidated by this, giving up his greatest advantage.

“I’m foolish.” Danton gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice.

His pupils turned into two hollow, dark abyss, and he raised his right hand forward.

As the world turned pitch black, the fire of his will traveled through countless light b.a.l.l.s like electricity. In the blink of an eye, it darted into Bernardino’s mind, which was burning with black flame.

Countless memory fragments appeared in Danton’s eyes.

These memories came into his mind like bullets.

But he, as a skilled Soul s.n.a.t.c.h Wizard, completely ignored this level of resistance.

He turned into an incorporeal flame, avoiding the impact of the memory flow; he flew up and down skillfully, avoiding many illusory crystal-like walls.

Then, his icy blue figure, outlined with lines, finally emerged in Bernardino’s memory.

“The [Dream] element—” He chanted in a low voice, raised his right hand, and pressed it forward, just like his actions outside the dream, “Take the dream as a cage, and take me as a mirror…

“You will be my prisoner—”

The icy blue flame trembled, spreading out from his skull. In the blink of an eye, his entire right arm was burning with icy blue flames.

In the firelight, his right hand seemed to push open a heavy door. Under the ethereal creaks, the burning [Dream] element led Danton directly into the deepest part of Bernardino’s memory.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around.

This place appeared to be a fishing village somewhere in the United Kingdom.