Gilan seemed to realize something, and then paused, startled.
'Is this my dream? No, it's not...'
'This is the dream of the tombstone.'
'To be precise, it should be said to be Sabbatai Louis's dream, a dream that underwent a strange transformation after his death!'
'This is a nightmare, the nightmare of the Long-Lived One.'
It will emerge in reality as a " Nightmare Stele," radiating a scarlet aura that devours all living beings.
As he peeked out from behind the spiral cylinder, he saw the lieutenant being grabbed by the head by the old stone statue and lifted up like a chick.
The entire squad of soldiers who had intruded here had been slaughtered.
Only the second lieutenant remained.
"Damn it! Let go! Let go now!!"
The lieutenant roared, his face filled with terror.
Its hands gripped the old stone statue's palms tightly, trying to pry its fingers open, while it kicked and struggled continuously.
His struggles were futile; despite using all his strength, he was pinned to the circular stone platform in the center of the stone hall, unable to move.
The old man with the stone statue pressed him down with one hand and raised the hammer high in the other.
His solemn expression remained unchanged as he spoke:
"Ruling! Execution!"
"No... no, no!!"
The lieutenant roared hysterically, raising his arms in an attempt to defend himself.
Thump!!
His arm and head were smashed open on the spot!
Blood and minced meat splattered everywhere!
The headless corpse twitched a few times and then fell silent.
Outside, the squad, including the lieutenant, consisted of more than twenty people lying on the ground, who all turned into dust, gathered into a "stream," flew into the cave entrance, and disappeared into the tombstone, vanishing from the world.
It is as if one dies in a dream, and their body is then swallowed by the tombstone.
The crimson aura emanating from the tombstone grew even stronger, spreading outwards from the cave entrance.
In a dream.
Gilan's expression tightened.
Because the old stone statue slowly turned its head and looked directly at the spiral stone pillar where it was located.
At that moment, Gilan realized that no one in this stone hall could escape the old man's perception.
Here, the other party is the master!
Gilan was paying attention to the colorful light in her eyes.
A thought flashed through his mind: he might tentatively consider leaving the stone hall.
The next second, colorful lights flashed, as if in response.
Just like the world inside True Film Reel, I can leave at any time!
Gilan breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew he had no chance of winning and was preparing to leave the nightmare within the monument.
But then I thought again:
'Since it's a dream, can the Apocalyptic Dream possessed by " Iridescence " take effect here?'
Immediately.
That ineffable, divinely inspired guidance then followed.
Gilan's gaze unconsciously drifted past the old stone statue and towards the circular platform behind it—
That carved stone platform, stained with blood and flesh.
The Apocalyptic Dream told him that the stone platform was the key!
BOOM!!
The old stone statue had already leaped up, wielding a large hammer and charging towards him!
Gilan took a deep breath, gathered her strength in her feet, and lunged to the right.
A loud thud.
The old stone statue shattered the floor where it had been standing, and with a swing of its sledgehammer, smashed the thick spiral stone pillar in half.
Boom!!
The stone pillars collapsed, causing the stone palace to tremble violently.
But the next second, the broken stone pillar was restored as if time had reversed, and the rubble flew back and embedded itself in the break.
Gilan's eyes had prominent blue veins.
'The stone hall cannot be destroyed by external forces, but what about the stone platform...?'
His dark eyes suddenly hardened.
'The nightmare within this monument is extremely dangerous, but it also presents an opportunity.'
Guided by the Apocalyptic Dream, Gilan had a strange intuition that if she could destroy the stone platform, she would gain unexpected benefits.
He decided to give it a try.
Swish!
After several leaps and darts, in less than a breath, Gilan seized the opportunity to dart to the edge of the central stone platform.
He twirled the bronze staff in his hand, his eyes hardening.
"Break!"
With a loud shout, he swung the hammer forcefully.
Ugh--
The menacing, heavy hammer slammed down on the stone platform!
when!!
The sound of metal clashing against stone resounded, and sparks flew.
The stone platform remained completely still.
The violent recoil, however, caused Gilan's right hand to go numb and her hand to ache.
Wow!
The old stone statue turned around, staring solemnly at him, and crouched slightly, as if about to leap up and attack him!
Gilan felt a chill run down her spine and immediately gave an internal command:
" Vivi, cast the ' Bloodthirst Curse ' on me!"
"Yes, Master..."
The familiar's voice was already quite weak, but it still tried its best to respond.
The next second.
Gilan felt her heart pounding wildly!
thump!
thump!!
A seemingly inexhaustible force surged from within him, spreading to his limbs.
His muscles bulged and tightened, and he seemed to have grown taller.
Gilan's arms bulged, straining against his white shirt. His entire face was flushed and covered in bulging veins. Coupled with his jet-black eyes, he looked like a human Demon.
"Smash!!" he roared.
He gripped the staff tightly with both hands, his muscles bulging, and slammed it down onto the stone platform in front of him.
Ugh--
when!!!
The blinding sparks flew up a meter high, and a deafening roar echoed inside the stone hall.
Gilan's hands were jolted awake and went numb; the cane nearly slipped from his grasp. He forced himself to focus, enduring the blurred vision and ringing in his ears.
A faint clicking sound was heard.
On the gray-white carved stone platform, a fine, irregular crack appeared.
Click click click!
The crack quickly spread to both sides, and a corner that occupied about one-fifth of the stone platform broke off, detached from the platform, and fell.
But in the very next second...
The detached part hovered in mid-air, then flew back upside down, as if trying to restore itself.
'Don't even think about it!'
Gilan's face was ferocious.
With lightning speed, he reached out and grabbed the meter-long broken edge.
At the same time, colorful Iridescence emanated from his palm.
In an instant, the carved edges seemed to have endured countless years, losing their luster and becoming dull and lifeless. Then, they turned into stone dust and drifted away from between the fingers.
The colored number in the corner of Gilan's view remained "15," unchanged. But next to it, a new column had appeared!
A colorful, mysterious symbol emerged from within.
The symbol is a circle with an equilateral triangle in the center, and a scepter inside the triangle.
The outlines of the carved stones could still be seen faintly through the shimmering light.
" Kingdom Fragment. Originating from the mind of the Long-Lived One, Sabbatai Louis, belonging to the Furnace Scepter pathway, Tier 4, Judge."
The crooked handwriting of the Iridescence entries fluttered.
But Gilan didn't have time to investigate further.
Because the old stone statue had already leaped in front of him, and the large hammer in his hand slammed down mercilessly.
Thump!!
The stone palace trembled.
Gilan dodged backward, the pebbles hitting her skin painfully.
The old stone statue seemed to be enraged by his act of destroying the stone platform. Its movements became even more swift than before. It raised its sledgehammer, swung it backhand, and swung it at him with terrifying speed and force.
Ugh!!
A strong wind blew in her face, and Gilan, suspended in mid-air, had her hair whipped around.
His breath hitched, and he had no choice but to twist his body at that moment, trying to avoid the hammer's head, while raising the wrist shield on his left arm to try and block.
A muffled thud.
Gilan's body was grazed by the sledgehammer, his wrist shield was smashed flat, and his entire left arm was shattered and exploded.
puff!
His body spun and flew backwards, crashing to the ground and rolling several times.
"Cough cough!!" Gilan opened her mouth and vomited blood.
He looked down and saw that his left arm was gone, the severed area revealing bone fragments and blood spurting out.
A chill ran through me.
He looked up sharply, his dark eyes fixed on the old stone statue who had crouched down again to gather his strength.
Gilan then noticed that some fine cracks had appeared on the other party's grayish-white stone-like body.
'I Corruption a corner of the stone platform, and it was injured as a result.'
Despite his thoughts, Gilan had no intention of confronting him.
Because the difference in strength between the two sides is too great!
He guessed that even if he smashed the entire stone platform and allowed it to Corruption, he probably wouldn't be able to completely destroy the old stone statue.
At most, it will only weaken it to some extent.
The stone platform is the key to the nightmare within this monument, but not its Achilles' heel.
BOOM!!
The old stone statue leaped up, raised its sledgehammer high, and was about to smash Gilan into a pulp with one blow.
"Ruling! Execution!"
It spoke coldly.
Gilan made a quick decision and silently recited a phrase:
' Iridescence! Leave!'
boom!!
The stone statue of the old man landed, creating a deep crater.
The stone hall trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the floor, but beneath the sledgehammer, there was nothing left.