"What's a Dream Demon?"
Jia Xiu racked his brain over the Devil Race materials he had read, but the name left no impression whatsoever.
"Is it an incubus or something like that?"
Jia Xiu had seen the latter two before, but they were both relatively low-level members of the Devil Race. Their main ability was to slip deep into other people's dreams while they slept and give them a scare.
Or concoct some fake revelation in a dream, making the dreamer believe it was an ancestral or divine oracle, until they were tricked into signing a contract that sold their soul.
Even the strongest incubi could only use spells to drag awake people into dreams.
Any stronger, and they would have evolved into another kind of demon.
In short, they were the sort of demon one found by the roadside, capable only of shady little schemes. Their figures were rarely seen on the battlefield.
Thus, the moment Jia Xiu said it, he realized the problem.
It definitely was not the same sort as an incubus.
Someone would have to be seriously sick in the head to hold a ritual for a Devil Race creature of that level. With that kind of spare time, they might as well believe in the Radiant Knight. She did not require complicated, laborious rituals—just spread her radiance with her as the theme. Just remember not to write anything too lewd. When it mattered, she could really cover for you.
Justina gave a negative answer as well.
"A Dream Demon is not an incubus. Although they are both somewhat connected to dreams, they are completely different. According to the ancient texts we found, the Dream Demon is an extremely ancient Demon of the Abyss. It has never joined any faction, nor has it participated in the