Harvest

Inside the bedroom.

Sulu's face twisted in pain, a terrifying expression appearing on his face.

Suddenly, the whites of his eyes disappeared rapidly, his body convulsed violently, and he woke up.

He got up, touched under his nose, and unsurprisingly saw a bright red color.

"Exploring the Spirit World is like this... You might ascend to the heavens in one step and gain countless incredible knowledge, or you might directly run into calamity and inexplicably crash and burn. In my case, I'm lucky. At least I only suffered from exhaustion of Inspiration, and my soul wasn't damaged... But it's best not to go to the Dream Spirit World next few days..."

In the Dream Spirit World, risks and opportunities coexist.

Sulu realized that he had underestimated the situation before.

Perhaps it was the successive benefits he received from the Dream of the Ancient God and the Black Iron Sole that made him a little complacent.

The Spirit World Carriage he had just encountered had given him an unforgettable lesson.

This is the norm in the Dream Spirit World!

"Some Curio possess the ability to traverse the Spirit World... Unfortunately, I am not even qualified to stand before the Spirit World Carriage..."

Thinking of that vastness and power, Sulu couldn't help but smile wryly, yet also felt a sense of longing.

One day, he too will stand above the Spirit World and become a great being, similar to or even greater than himself.

The next day, in Isaac's apartment.

"Haha... I'm a [Herder] now!"

Isaac couldn't wait to show off his abilities to Sulu: "Look... how Sturdy I am!"

He bent his arm, showing off his biceps.

Sulu looked him over and had to admit that Isaac was originally the weak and frail type, but [The Herder] completely changed his physique, making him very Sturdy and wild in every move.

"Now when I walk around campus, I get 100% double-takes. Three rugby cheerleaders have already slipped me notes, including their captain... haha!"

Isaac said smugly.

In the White Eagle Federation's schools, the football players are the most popular guys, the kind who can walk sideways, while the cheerleaders are the most beautiful group of girls, most of whom are already taken.

Sulu felt that Isaac would get beaten up sooner or later, but he should be able to win, so there was no need to worry about him.

"What else?"

Sulu thought of the description of [The Herder].

"My physical abilities have greatly improved, my sense of smell has become extremely keen... and... I can probably communicate with animals and understand the meaning behind their calls, although it requires guesswork and experience..."

Isaac crouched down and ruffled Harlock's head. "Haha... Harlock, from now on you have to listen to me, understand? Hmm? You actually dared to disobey?"

"Woof woof!"

The next moment, the man and the dog started fighting, battling for control of the house.

'Hmm... it seems Isaac is still struggling to control Harlock... but it's much better than before...'

'If he wants to truly control Harlock, he needs at least the rank of [Wolf Shepherd]... but that's none of my business.'

Sulu smiled as he watched this scene, "Alright... seeing you two so loving and affectionate, I'm relieved. Mr. Isaac, I'll take my leave now."

Having done all that, he had no lingering attachment to this city.

"Ah... you're leaving?"

"Mr. Sean, please... help me!"

Behind him, Isaac tried to call for help, but was brutally suppressed by the Erha.

Sulu stepped out of the apartment, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath.

He stared at his palm, then suddenly flipped it over, revealing a stack of Thaumaturgy Card.

'Okay... let's begin.'

The next few days were quite peaceful.

The biggest news in the city was the disappearance of Dogwell's heir, but it was suppressed by many family members and did not cause any ripples.

Only those with extraordinary abilities know how many undercurrents are hidden beneath the calm surface of the city night.

Boom!

Suddenly, flames erupted at the factory location.

Two groups of people, acting under the cover of night, suddenly met here and began a Silence killing spree.

"They're the hunting dogs kept by the Dougwell Family!"

An Bureau 11 agent in a black trench coat scoffed, "They're too brazen..."

"Because there's no direct evidence that these are their people! We're severely restricted in Lori City..."

Horatio, holding a shotgun, pulled the trigger. A cloud of iron sand imbued with extraordinary power enveloped a large area in front of him, and some invisible humanoid monsters emerged, falling to the ground, their limbs twitching, and oozing dark green pus.

He adjusted his monocle. "It's confirmed that the Dougwell Family keeps a large number of ' Dog-Man ' and ' Invisible One '... which matches the intelligence that they possess the [Beast Herder] path... but the real Dogwell takes a different route."

According to the intelligence from the Bureau 11, although the Dougwell Family possesses the heritage of [Beast Herder], this is not their mainstream practice.

Their true profession is a branch of the Apprentice path— the Purple-Robed Mage!

Its first three stages are also [Apprentice], [Spell-Toucher], and [Mage], but in the fourth stage, it chose a special advancement path, using rituals to worship some hidden beings and gaining the power of ' Purple Flame '.

As a result, the fourth-tier master-level professionals of the Dougwell Family are stronger than ordinary master-level professionals, which established the other party's status as an extraordinary family.

"This is an ambush! We must retreat immediately!"

Horatio glanced around through his monocle and quickly issued the order.

Rumble!

Just then, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.

His breathing slowed, and his memory seemed to return to his childhood, to a vicious dog with red eyes that suddenly darted out from the roadside in the countryside.

A feeling of weakness and helplessness suddenly welled up in my heart.

"Such intense pressure! Have fourth-tier professionals been deployed? How dare they?"

Horatio's eyes widened.

The next moment, screams and cries of terror came from the opposing camp.

He watched as the professionals on the other side were felled one by one, like wheat being harvested, and this trend quickly spread to the Bureau 11.

'There is... a powerful third party intervening!'

He desperately tried to issue a warning, but found his hands trembling.

At the same time, an indescribable fear suddenly invaded his mind!

"The enemy... the enemy... is in our hearts!"

Horatio managed to utter the words, his face filled with utter horror. "He's a special type of professional; he's treating both of us like prey."

However, that's where it ends.

Just seconds later, Horatio felt his mental defenses crumble, and he felt a sense of shame, like standing naked in a bustling square.

Not only that, but a feeling of extreme Weakness suddenly spread throughout my body!

His vision went black, and he involuntarily fainted.

This is a consequence of the depletion of supernatural power!