Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 956 10. Nightmare Invasion

Liana walks through the labyrinth of Asgard's Hades.

This underworld without the host of the god of death has long been dilapidated.

But this weird labyrinth still exists, and I don't know why.

But if you want to go reversely from Hades to Niflheim in the Nine Kingdoms, you must go through this maze.

Even a reserve Hell Lord like Liana is no exception.

This land has its own rules.

Of course she could fly there.

But Ben was doing sneaky things, so flying over the Hades so swaggeringly didn't seem too good.

More importantly, in this underworld that has been abandoned for an unknown amount of time, there is nothing empty.

At least Liana knew that in the depths of Asgard's underworld, there were some strange things entrenched.

Like an angel with broken wings, but extremely brutal and warlike.

With the current situation in Limbo, Liana doesn't want to provoke them either.

The border queen sneaked along the maze all the way to the other side's exit.

After walking out of the maze, you can see a towering cliff.

On the cliff is Niflheim, the land of fog among the nine kingdoms.

In fact, this Hades itself is part of Niflheim.

"Just throw it in the past, right?"

Ten minutes later, Liana reached the bottom of the cliff.

She glanced up, and the cliff in front of her was almost so high that it was impossible for ordinary creatures to climb up.

"Hey!"

Liana made a throwing motion.

The mist crystal broke through the speed of sound the moment it was shot.

It exploded in a small sonic boom cloud at the frontier queen's fingertips, then roared up the cliff.

As Liana watched, the crystal danced on the edge of the cliff, then swirled and fell into the freezing fog of Niflheim.

Although he was only thrown to the edge of the world, he still entered that world anyway.

The best part is that it's not a living thing, and it doesn't have huge power.

It is no different from an ordinary stone when it is not activated.

Even Heimdall, who could see the Nine Realms, wouldn't care that this pebble-like thing jumped into the territory of the Nine Kingdoms.

Then again.

If Heimdall cared about these trivial matters every day, then the gatekeeper would probably be exhausted to death.

"It's done!"

Liana clapped her hands, and quickly disappeared into the maze behind her.

She almost got into trouble last time because of the interception of Asgard's souls.

This time, if it wasn't because of Zatana's special status and this matter had something to do with Merlin, she would never take the risk to help.

On the other side, in the dream world.

Zatanna has shoveled all the gardens in front of the castle.

On the bare ground, there is a super-large magic circle painted with bright red, blood-like things.

It is covered with unspeakable twisted runes carved into the ground, which will make people dazzled at a glance.

Although it looks complicated, its effect is actually very simple.

is a dream gate ritual used to merge reality and dreams together.

In the ancient Celtic civilization, there was an ancient sect called the Druids.

They admire the power of nature, and it is said that they can use the blessing of the spirit of the beast to carry out transformation operations.

And in the ancient druid sect, there is the knowledge of blending dreams.

In fact, it is said that these mystical druids were the first to recognize the existence of spirits.

The ceremony that Zatanna is preparing is born out of the inheritance of the ancient druids.

Her idea is simple.

Instead of waiting until the power of the nightmare has accumulated to the limit, it will explode at once, completely destroying your dream world, and then use your consciousness as a springboard to invade the earth.

It's better to discharge it into another world while the nightmare power is still gathering.

Just like facing a flood, you can choose to build a dam to stop it.

There is also the option of digging ditches to channel incoming floodwater into other areas.

Seriously, though, it's kind of immoral.

In doing so, Zatanna transferred her troubles to the Asgardians living in Niflheim.

She wants those people to use their dreams to carry the power of the nightmare, so as to reduce the pressure on Zatana.

But besides this method, Miss Magician really can't think of any other way.

More importantly, Odin killed Merlin...

Although Zatana accepted this reality calmly, she was also angry.

There will be feelings after being with a stranger for several years, let alone the relationship between her and Merlin...

After so many close contacts, the relationship between the two is no longer just friends.

"Ok?"

While carrying something like a chisel, the lady magician who was repairing the magic circle at the end suddenly shuddered.

She could feel that the misty gem she had given to the queen of the frontier had fallen into a bone-chilling place.

A gleam flashed in Zatanna's eyes.

If she guessed correctly, the crystal should have been sent to Niflheim.

"As expected of Merlin's partner, he has strong execution ability."

Miss Magician appreciated it.

She checked the magic circle in front of her for the last time, and after confirming that there was no problem, she took out a fist-sized seed from her waist pocket.

Like an oak tree.

She walked to the center of the magic circle, buried the several kinds in the ground, and then took a step back.

"bass"

With the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed, the long sword completely shaped by magic jumped into Zatanna's hands,

Looking back at the black nightmare wall that was still expanding, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Okay, you disgusting thing."

"Have a nice time in Asgard!"

She raised her sword, made a gesture on the light wall that seemed to be covered with black mucus, and then stabbed it with the sword.

"puff"

The moment the long sword pierced through the nightmare wall, the squeezed black liquid sprayed out.

That was the convergence of substantial nightmares, like the symbiosis-like sticky ooze falling to the ground, like a black flood falling into the ground.

Zatanna took a step back.

Carefully dodging the erupting nightmares, she stepped back to the edge of the activated magic circle.

She recited the complicated and complicated irony magic, and used the magic power to carefully shape a forward and extended passage.

Those nightmares flowed out from the nightmare dimension and rolled forward. They flowed into the notches of the magic circle, filling those notches quickly like blood.

And the oak seeds that Zatanna put into the center of the circle were like a hungry sponge, swallowing all the black water that came.

Miss Magician can even hear the sound of a giant beast swallowing water.

"click"

A soft sound.

As Zatanna watched, a strange, charred black vine protruded from the ground.

On the vine, there are also dark red charms, which represent the power of nightmares.

That seed was purchased by Zatana from the black market of the League of Assassins at a high price.

It is said to come from the collection of an ancient wizard family in Europe, and it is an oak seed used by real druids to cast spells.

It has been processed by natural magic, and can grow different postures according to the different energies it absorbs.

The most common ones are the trees of life that are occasionally encountered in the depths of ancient forests in Europe. Watered with pure natural energy, they have excellent healing and extension capabilities.

It is said that the tree of life that has lived for thousands of years will even transform into a life form and become an ancient tree of life that can move around.

But that's just a legend, at least Zatana herself has never seen a lively ancient tree treeman.

And now, Zatanna waters that seed with pure nightmare power.

This is probably a move that has never been seen before, and has never been done since.

Even if ordinary druids thought of this genius idea, it would be difficult for them to collect enough nightmare power.

However, Zatanna has enough nightmare power in her hands, and she urgently needs to drive these nightmare power out of her dream world.

"Google, Google"

The black liquid is constantly irrigating the growing and germinating seeds.

A puff of black strange smoke began to rise on the surface of the magic circle. Under the cover of the black smoke, Zatanna could hear the sound of continuous vines piercing the ground.

It was as if a sleeping giant was about to be awakened.

Miss Magician also panicked a lot at this time.

Her "genius" idea is just a feasible idea, and she doesn't know whether it will be useful or not.

She holds the old seal of summoning the dream-eating spirit body in her hand, as long as there is anything wrong, she will resolutely give up this dream world.

But things seem to be ok...

Under Zatanna's gaze, the seed quickly took root and germinated, and soon the branches bulged.

There wasn't a single leaf on the sprawling branches, just bare, charred black stems with red charms on them.

They stretch out continuously like snakes, and they are not as high as real oaks, but on the contrary, they are like low shrubs.

After growing to a height of more than 2 meters, it begins to develop horizontally.

The most important thing is that scars are being split on the trunk that is as thick as ten people hugging each other.

"Its carrying capacity has reached its limit..."

Zatana glanced back at the nightmare wall behind her. The previous aggressive pressure had disappeared with the dissipation of the wall halo, and the ever-expanding wall was also retracted.

But that's not enough...

There is always a limit to the endurance of this seed.

"boom"

Miss Magician gritted her teeth and walked into the magic circle. She waved the long sword in her hand, cut off a living branch from the tree trunk, and held it in her hand, like holding a snake that was constantly moving.

"It's time for Stud."

She pinched her fingers and activated the dream gate magic circle rooted by this "nightmare tree" under her feet.

In the distant Niflheim, the mist crystal that Liana threw into the freezing mist was also opened.

"Swish"

A portal between the dream world and the real world shone like a lingering halo before Zatanna's eyes.

She glanced back at the substantive nightmare that was still erupting, then stepped into the circle of light, and the next moment, she appeared on the land of Niflheim.

Of course, not in the real world, but in the dream dimension.

Every world has its own dream dimension, and so does Niflheim.

Zatanna didn't dare to delay, she squatted down quickly, and planted the cut branches in this mysterious dream world.

Because of the connection with the gate of dreams, this branch still maintains a slight connection with the nightmare tree itself.

When the branch was planted into another dream, in Zatanna's dream world, the already overwhelmed nightmare tree immediately poured the overflowing nightmare power into the separated branch.

"Wow"

Like the growth of the nightmare tree before, it took root in the ground and began to grow rapidly.

"yeah!"

The moment Zatana saw the branches start to grow under her feet, she jumped up excitedly.

With her long hair flying, she made a big YES gesture.

"It's done!"

The substantial nightmares from the nightmare wall are continuously absorbed, and then passed through the dream gate and infused on the second nightmare tree.

It is equivalent to Zatanna building a passage to Niflheim's dream world in her own dream world.

Before this channel collapses, those forces from the nightmare dimension will no longer destroy her small world.

Miss Magician breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced at this side of the dream, and she moved her arm.

It's been a while easier now.

Behind Miss Magician, the dream gate, which was supposed to be light green, has completely turned an ominous dark red under the influence of the power of the nightmare.

And in her dream world, the nightmare tree was combined with the dream gate magic circle under her feet, so that the halo of the dream gate was bound by twisted vines, forming a light gate like a mirror.

In terms of not considering evil or not, this thing is quite artistic.

Miss Magician whistled, turned and returned to her dream dimension.

Looking back, she saw that the nightmare wall that had put a lot of pressure on her had completely returned to the level it was at least three months ago.

It's still there.

But not as aggressive as before.

Through the connection of the nightmare tree, the nightmare should be able to find enough "prey" in the world of Niflheim.

Before it got tired of playing there, Zatanna had plenty of time to think about how to eliminate the nightmare.

That was the task Sandman gave her and Merlin, and the seven-year deadline was approaching...

Now that Merlin is dead, she can only try to finish it alone.

"what!"

Zatanna yawned big. She looked at the dusk hanging on the other side of the dream world, and she said:

"If I had known earlier, I should have pushed Merlin down in this world..."

"If I had made up my mind at the beginning, I wouldn't be in so much trouble now... I still have regrets."

Miss Magician opened her arms as if embracing freedom.

She closed her eyes and let herself bask in the evening sun.

With her long black hair fluttering around, the twisted nightmare tree behind her looked weird, but the problem wasn't too big anymore.

"We were entangled in the first place, maybe it was fate..."

Zatanna said softly:

"Thinking about it now, we're quite compatible, but unfortunately we were just friends when you were still here."

"It's a pity...I realized this too late."

"Bastard...how did you die like that..."

"You still have a job to do here!"

(End of this chapter)