novelslam Chapter 505, Section 514: Breaking Through the Dream
Chapter 505, Section 514: Breaking Through the Dream
Chapter 505, Section 514: Breaking Through the Dream (Part 7)
Saruman slowly sat back down beside the stone wall, leaning against the cold stone, looking up at the perpetually dim and oppressive sky. An uncontrollable smile crept onto his lips. Finally, tears silently streamed down the face of this old man, who had witnessed a thousand years of vicissitudes and carried heavy memories and obsessions.
He found out.
He finally realized it.
History — has truly been changed.
Lina survived and was given a new lease on life.
Kag is still alive.
And the source of all this hope, the mysterious Lord Ian Prince, is waging the final and most dangerous battle to put an end to this nightmare.
The future—finally, is no longer that despairing darkness. A faint but real ray of dawn seems to have pierced through the ancient gloom of R'lyeh.
It shone into his heart, frozen for a thousand years. They seized the time to recover, awaiting the decisive battle in the distance, when finally news of victory arrived.
In the dream world.
Dark Tiga's crimson eyes, like two flames burning in the abyss, coldly stared at the surging chaos before him—
The "darkness" seemed to possess a life of its own. It was not merely darkness, but a highly concentrated embodiment of Cthulhu's immense will and the power of dreams.
The revealed chaotic outline.
The mere act of eye contact sent a chill down Ian’s spine, a pure malice and ancient madness that froze his soul and shattered his reason, crashing against his consciousness like an invisible tide.
of course.
Ian Dark Tiga remained unmoved.
The surging dark power within him originated from Lina's corrupting transformation and already carried a trace of Cthulhu's "mark." Instead of being assimilated, it became more condensed and aggressive under the absolute control of Ian's will and the harmonization of the "Raven" power!
It even subtly gave rise to a greedy instinct to turn the tables and devour the opposing force, which was of the same origin but much larger.
"roar-!!!"
Seemingly enraged by Dark Tiga's calm yet provocative gaze, the chaotic outline let out a silent yet earth-shattering roar that shook the entire dream realm!
The blurry outline of the humanoid head, covered with countless tentacles, suddenly lunged forward! Instantly, countless enormous tentacles, far thicker and more solid than the previous dream avatar, with dark purple blasphemous runes and viscous energy flowing across their surfaces, burst forth from the chaotic darkness like demonic dragons breaking free from their restraints!
The wolf lashed out fiercely at the Dark Tiga that Ian had transformed into.
Each of these tentacles seemed to possess its own independent will, with treacherous and ruthless attack trajectories. Some went straight for the head, some wrapped around the limbs, and some even pierced the dark red energy core in the chest from tricky angles!
The tentacles are not only imbued with terrifying physical power, but also with intense mental pollution, spatial confinement, and a bizarre property that seems to corrode energy itself!
"Tsk tsk, what a terrifying attack." Dark Tiga's crimson eyes flashed, and he chose not to directly confront this first probing attack.
However, it was already a devastating attack.
"drink!"
He let out a low shout, and his massive body displayed astonishing agility that belied its appearance, retreating rapidly like a ghost while his arms swung wildly in front of him.
It left behind deep, inky black afterimages!
"Dark Eight-Part Light Wheel! Just kidding, it's a hand-cutting technique!"
Crescent-shaped forces began to emerge.
Dark light blades with crimson flames burning at their edges shot out from the edge of Tiga's palm, precisely slashing at the tips of the lashing tentacles or the nodes where power flowed!
"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"
The dark light blade collided with the tentacles, exploding into bursts of energy sparks interwoven with purple-black and dark red! The part of the tentacle struck by the light blade emitted a teeth-grinding tearing sound!
The slime splattered everywhere, and the runes on the surface flickered, causing the offensive to slow down.
However, the tentacles are far more resilient than imagined. The dark light blades can often only cut in half before their energy is exhausted and dissipates, making it impossible to completely sever them.
"You don't understand who the real Dark Lord is!" However, Ian's goal wasn't to cut off the connection. He wanted to disrupt it.
It's a test, it's about finding weaknesses!
Taking advantage of the moment when the tentacle attack was thwarted, Dark Tiga suddenly stepped forward, clenched his right fist, and dense dark energy gathered at the tip of his fist like a vortex!
"Dark Boxing!"
A punch is thrown! There are no fancy techniques, only the purest power and the essence of darkness!
"Thump—!!!"
The Fist Wolf slammed its fist into the side of the thickest tentacle that was coming straight at it! Terrifying dark energy erupted, forming visible black shockwaves!
The tentacle trembled violently, and even fine cracks appeared on its surface. It was knocked to the side by the punch, which also disrupted the attack rhythm of the other tentacles behind it!
But at the same time, several other tentacles attacked from the side and rear! One wrapped around Dark Tiga's left calf, the cold, slippery touch and powerful binding force sending waves of energy through him, while a strong, numbing, and corrosive energy attempted to invade his energy body! Another tentacle, like a venomous snake, stabbed towards his back!
"Using underhanded tactics?"
Dark Tiga reacted extremely quickly, his left leg, which was entangled, suddenly exerted force, and dark energy erupted, forcibly shaking off the tentacles' entanglement. However, obvious burn marks and energy disorder were already left on his calf.
Regarding the attack from the rear.
He didn't even turn around. As if he had eyes in the back of his head, his left arm swung back in a strange reverse joint, and his elbow, carrying condensed dark energy, slammed into the tip of the stabbing tentacle!
"Bang!"
The tip of the tentacle was twisted and burst open, releasing a small clump of purplish-black liquid; the attack was thwarted. In just a few breaths of exchange, both sides had probed each other's weaknesses.
The power level of the Dark Tiga, formed from imagination, is obviously inferior to the chaotic outline of the Cthulhu will, but its exquisite control over dark energy, superb combat skills, and absolute calmness that is completely unaffected by the will of madness make it exceptionally difficult to deal with, and Ian's uncorrupted nature is also troublesome.
Of course, Cthulhu's dream form is no less formidable. Its tentacle attacks are powerful and devastating, inflicting a variety of negative effects, and seem inexhaustible and extremely resilient.
"Roar roar roar!"
The chaotic outline seemed to have lost patience, and suddenly two extremely deep, dark purple lights, seemingly capable of devouring all light and hope, lit up at the "eyes" of the blurry head!
Immediately following, two enormous, dark purple beams of mental energy, formed purely from madness and blasphemous knowledge, shot out like annihilating death rays.
In an instant, it traversed the distance of the portal and blasted towards Dark Tiga! This time, it was no longer a physical attack, but a spiritual annihilation directly targeting the soul and the essence of existence!
"Tsk tsk!"
Facing those two dark purple spiritual beams that were enough to instantly shatter the souls and dissolve the consciousness of ordinary legendary figures, Dark Tiga showed no fear in his dark red eyes.
Instead, a cold, almost mocking glint flashed in his eyes.
"Should I avoid your sharp edge?"
Is it a contest of mental strength? A contest of willpower?
This might just be what he was looking for!
He is Ian Prince! A soul that has been baptized by the information explosion era, carries the cold order of the "Raven," and has just completed a delicate "operation" deep within someone else's soul! The strength of his mental barrier and the refinement of his will far exceed the conventional understanding of this world!
"Well done!" Dark Tiga thought to himself, neither dodging nor avoiding, and even taking a step forward!
He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, then slowly pulled them apart! As he did so, the dark red energy core on his chest suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly intense light!
However, the light did not radiate outwards, but rather contracted and condensed inwards, forming a constantly rotating, deep substance like a cosmic black hole between his hands.
It was a Dark Spiritual Barrier, composed entirely of highly condensed dark spiritual energy! This barrier had no physical form, yet it seemed capable of devouring all forms of spiritual and mental attacks!
"Buzz!!!"
Two dark purple beams of spiritual death slammed violently into the dark spiritual barrier!
The anticipated violent explosion or energy annihilation did not occur.
The two beams of death light, filled with madness and destruction, seemed to vanish into thin air the moment they touched the dark barrier. Their violent energy and chaotic intent were strangely and rapidly "absorbed," "decomposed," and completely "transformed" by the deep, rotating dark barrier!
"I feel stronger! No! This is my power! I am Dark Tiga! I am the King of Darkness!" Dark Tiga's body trembled slightly.
Ian is hypnotizing himself.
The flames burning in his dark red eyes seemed to intensify even further!
He could clearly feel that two enormous and complex spiritual forces, filled with negative emotions and blasphemous knowledge, were being forcibly extracted and filtered by his barrier!
The most chaotic and harmful "impurities of will" are neutralized and annihilated by the dark nature of the barrier itself.
The remaining relatively "pure" power, the high concentration of spiritual energy, was transformed and absorbed, flowing into his own dark power!
This is precisely what makes Dark Tiga so terrifying!
He can not only use dark power for physical combat, but also use its "devouring" and "transformation" properties to deal with mental attacks!
Especially when the nature of the opponent's power is the same as the "darkness" he himself absorbed.
This transformation and absorption is more efficient!
"It tastes good, but there are too many impurities." Ian even commented in his mind, raising his hand and beckoning to the chaotic thing in front of him.
It was very provocative.
"!!!"
The chaotic outline clearly hadn't expected its mental attack to be so easily "eaten up," and the swirling star-shaped vortex in its eyes rippled violently.
Then, it unleashed an even more furious intent!
It seemed to realize that the dark giant before it was not only a powerful intruder, but also an extremely dangerous predator that could "steal" its power!
We can't keep testing them!
The massive body of the chaotic outline began to writhe and expand even more violently!
The entire space within the dreamlike layer groaned under its strain due to its movements, beginning to collapse and evaporate on a large scale, revealing the even more primitive and chaotic "information abyss" below!
More and thicker tentacles surged from the chaotic darkness, growing bony barbs that shimmered with an eerie light and sucker-like mouthparts that opened and closed continuously! At the same time, a dark red energy ball, extremely unstable and radiating an aura of annihilation that distorted even space itself, began to condense at the "mouth" position of the head's outline!
At the core of this energy sphere, there is an extremely subtle element, almost invisible unless you look closely, that seems capable of tearing apart the boundaries between reality and dreams—the "Old Flame"!
This is the will of Cthulhu using a power closer to its origin, a power that carries the characteristics of its "Great Old Ones"!
Even though it was just a tiny, insignificant projection!
However, its high status and destructive power have undergone a qualitative change!
"Hmm? Starting to play his trump card, unleashing his ultimate move?" Dark Tiga also felt unprecedented pressure. The "ancient" aura contained in that dark red energy ball caused an instinctive tremor and—a trace of greed?—in the dark power within him. But at the same time, it also brought a deadly sense of threat.
He knew he could no longer passively defend and absorb power. He had to take the initiative, interrupt the opponent's buildup, and even—find a way to "seize" that sliver of power from the higher-level opponent!
"Dark Zeperion Ray - Prepare!"
Ian made up his mind and immediately began to mobilize all the dark energy in his body!
However, just as he was about to unleash his strongest dark beam technique to clash head-on with his opponent,
Deep within his soul, the "Raven" imprint, which had always been dormant and served as one of the foundations of his power, suddenly trembled slightly on its own! A cold, obscure fragment of information, seemingly spanning endless time, quietly flowed into his consciousness, accompanied by the raven's cry.
"The Vanguard of the Past?"
What does this mean?
Ian didn't have time to think.
With an even more violent and ancient silent roar, the ball of destructive energy, more than twenty meters in diameter and burning with dark red "ancient fire," tore through space like a world-destroying breath spewed from the mouth of a sleeping ancient god, and shot toward Dark Tiga with unstoppable force!
Wherever it passed, even the most basic "information structure" of the dream layers was evaporated and annihilated, leaving behind a shocking "path of nothingness" that could not be healed for a long time!
Faced with this devastating blow.
Ian had no choice but to pause his thoughts.
The Dark Tiga he transformed into did not retreat, nor did he use a barrier to block. Instead, he suddenly changed his posture from holding his hands in a half-hug gesture, and his arms stretched out as if embracing the void!
"Dark Wings - Time-Space Deflection - Activate!"
The dark silver power of the raven mixed with dark energy, instantly unfolding in front of him into a skill that was constantly rotating and had an extremely complex internal structure.
This is a silver-black force field vortex that seems to be composed of countless miniature clocks and raven wings!
"Boom! Boom!"
The ancient energy ball crashed violently into the silver-black force field vortex!
There were no earth-shattering explosions.
Time seemed to be stretched and distorted at this moment.
The immense ancient energy was like a flood encountering the most ingenious floodgates and diversion dams. The vast majority of the destructive energy impacts were forcibly "guided" and "deflected" by the constantly rotating, intricately structured force field vortex, like streams stirred by an invisible hand, rushing past the sides of Dark Tiga's body.
Ultimately, the bombardment struck the already empty dream ruins behind, triggering an even more terrifying chain of annihilation!
However, at the core of that energy sphere, that tiny but extremely potent dark red "Old Flame" underwent an extremely strange change when it came into contact with the center of the force field vortex!
it.
They were robbed by Ian!