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"Boom!"

The wooden door was violently blasted open, and a massive black knight strode in.

His eyes flashed with a captivating Red Light, and with a single sweep, they locked onto Luther and Leomaster, who was dressed in a linen robe. He raised his greatsword high and brought it down with tremendous force. A sharp wind pressure instantly filled the narrow room, and objects seemed as if they were made of paper, splitting in two at the slightest touch.

"Ah!"

Leomaster cried out in surprise, staggering backward but crashing into a heavy object and falling to the ground, watching as the greatsword rapidly enlarged before him. Luther reached out and grabbed his linen robe, pulling him sharply backward.

A flash of deep black light streaked past, and the floor in front of Leomaster was as soft as tofu, deeply slicing into it by the Greatsword.

On either side of the sword mark, jet-black light surged and flowed, instantly Corrosion and corrupting the surrounding land!

So sharp!

Luther was secretly alarmed.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when the Black Knight moved again, raising his sword with such speed that he could barely see it, sweeping it upwards in a deadly arc.

"Boom!"

Crimson flames erupted wherever the Greatsword struck, but Luther was no longer among them.

"Flaming Jump!"

He himself had already flashed to Leomaster's side and grabbed his arm. The guy was terrified by the scene of the battle, shrinking into a corner and trembling with fear, unable even to run away.

"Stand up!"

Luther still needs him to provide more information, so he can't abandon him for the time being.

"Thump!"

The burly Black Knight took enormous strides, reaching them in a single step, and unleashed a slash that seemed to annihilate their souls.

"Boom!"

The jet-black giant sword did not strike the human body; it merely stirred up a ball of crimson flames, the blazing fire instantly illuminating the dim room.

The Black Knight suddenly looked up and turned towards the doorway, where he saw Luther appear, dragging Leomaster by the arm.

"Find a place to hide."

He shoved the other person away.

Leomaster quickly ducked and ran away, disappearing somewhere unknown.

"The Saint of Darkness, is it?"

Luther sneered at the tall knight, "Come here, let's continue."

As he spoke, he simultaneously spread his arms.

Lava erupted from his right palm, rapidly solidifying into a blazing Greatsword burning with eerie blue flames. Meanwhile, a rib had appeared on his left palm, sharp at one end and blunt at the other, appearing crystal clear and white.

"Sword of Lava" and "Pain"!

"Thump thump thump!"

After finding Luther again, the "Saint of Darkness" paused only briefly before raising his dark, broad straight sword once more with both hands. He charged across the hall toward Luther like a black mountain, pressing down heavily upon him!

Luther coldly watched his rapidly approaching figure, and when he was only three or five meters away, he suddenly raised his left hand to his ribs.

"Puff!"

Without any hesitation, he fiercely plunged the white bone spur deep into his own abdomen!

At the same time, the sensitivity of all the senses increased dramatically, and intense pain flowed into the brain through the overheated nerves, almost drying out the brain. At the same time, the compatibility between the Lamb within and one's own Spirituality also increased dramatically!

"Ugh!"

Luther couldn't help but let out a low, mournful cry, his expression Distortion to the extreme.

"Roar--"

Opposite him, the "Saint of Darkness" abruptly stopped, a deep and tremendous sound emanating from his helmet. Even his blood-red eyes flickered, clearly indicating that he was experiencing immense pain!

"Boom!"

Everything around began to shake, and the entire Dream seemed to be crumbling, as if the Dream was being stimulated by this intense pain and was unable to maintain his sleep!

Was it fun?

Luther had been waiting for this opportunity. At this moment, he fully activated the soul of Kircheis within him, unleashing the full power of the "Devil." The Sword of Lava grew even more intense, with blue flames burning fiercely on it.

Luther gripped his sword with both hands and thrust it down with all his might towards the helmet of the "Saint of Darkness"!

"Boom!"

The magma Greatsword struck its target without any surprise, sending back a heavy, sluggish feedback, as if the attack had been absorbed by the armor and had not damaged the body inside.

The jet-black helmet absorbed the damage!

Clang.

As a result, it shattered into pieces and fell to the floor, fully revealing its owner's face.

It's him!

Luther gripped his Greatsword and, in doing so, got a clear look at the face inside the helmet.

The tall knight had a wrinkled face and jet-black hair, giving him a weathered and profound appearance. He looked exactly like Leomaster, except that his eyes gleamed with a deep red light.

They seem like two different sides of the same person!

In an instant, it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in Luther's mind. He understood the current predicament of the Saint of Darkness and also learned the cause of death of the Aurora Order members!

The world in my Dream was shaking violently, as if it were experiencing Earthquake.

Thump!

Luther suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

He found himself still surrounded by darkness; the Evernight was not yet over. The Dream had been forcibly ended. It seemed that the intense stimulation from the "Pain" had affected the Dream's owner, bringing him back to reality.

I need to fall asleep quickly.

Luther thought to himself Consciousness, then turned over in bed and closed his eyes.

Using meditation, he quickly returned to the Dream.

Upon re- Dream Infiltration, Luther was no longer in the prison, but had returned to the Square inside the Monastery.

"Ah!"

He heard a scream from beside him and looked over to see Anderson. The guy had stopped building ships; the timber and axe were lying on the ground, and he was standing next to a mural.

"It was you! You startled me."

Anderson relaxed slightly after recognizing him. "Are you exploring this Dream?"

"Um."

Luther casually responded to him, glancing at the mural beside him. The mural was extremely similar in style to the one in the temple that [Sun] had explored; it was indeed the work of Ouroboros.

"Foolish Snake."

He couldn't help but recall the "Life School of Thought" Chairman's evaluation of Him, shook his head, and began to analyze what he had just seen.

First, Leomaster had said that he was leading the Saint, so theoretically he should be the strongest among them;

Secondly, the "Saint of Darkness" has the exact same appearance as Leomaster;

Finally, the deceased members all exhibited characteristics of split personality, and the messages they left behind indicated that an additional personality had been added to their bodies.

Considering all of this, the island could very well cause a split in a person's personality, resulting in conflicting personalities!

That prison is a shared Dream of the Black Knight guards and the Ascetic Prisoner. The ruthless true form and the relatively kind and pure personality both belong to the "Saint of Darkness" Leomaster!