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143. Deep Dream (2)

Yuma looked at the two chains extending opaquely.

He adjusted his grip on Balmung and swung it towards the opaque chain.

‘… !’

Yuma narrowed his eyebrows. Her Balmung, as if an illusion, passed through two chains and went out.

This is because it was not intended as an attack, but as a curse itself.

Wow.

Yuma quickly turned his head towards the two places where the chains touched.

There were two people with chains digging into their bodies.

It was Clone and Hestia.

Yuma’s eyes moved quickly again.

I looked at Morg, ＜God of the Dangerous Mace＞, the being who had created these two chains.

Quad Deuk! Crack!

Morgue’s body was contracting abnormally.

The medium of power that wrote ＜The Dream of Sin＞.

Because that power was his life.

“…The people you care about…have fallen into an eternal sleep, with no idea when they will wake up. Let them struggle in that pain for a very long time….”

Pop!

Morgue’s body was completely crushed, spraying blood. It has become a handful of flesh whose shape cannot even be recognized.

Zubac, launched by Morgue through the medium of ‘Life’, delved into the minds of Clone and Hestia.

Because he risked his life in exchange for activating the curse, he pierced through the ＜Blessing – Mental Barrier＞ that Yuma had carefully cast.

Clone and Hestia’s bodies fell backwards.

As my body was about to fall to the floor, Belle and Ermel, who were next to me, supported me from behind and barely managed to keep me from falling.

“Clone!”

Bell shouted loudly and shook Clone’s small body violently.

Ermel placed his right hand on Belle’s shoulder.

“They’re not dead…I think they’re probably just trapped in their sleep.”

Belle narrowed her eyes at Ermel’s words.

“Trapped…in sleep?”

In response to Belle’s questioning question, Ermel told him everything he knew.

“Yes, I think it’s probably a curse in the form of a nightmare.”

Yuma approached the two who were lying down with a stiff expression on their faces.

The people of the Join tribe and the Kingdom of Zepharos confirmed that not only the two gods, but also the Yeti-shaped clans led by Morg, ＜God of the Dangerous Mace＞, were all dead.

Still, the survivors could not be happy.

In fact, it seemed like something bad had happened to the beings who saved them.

Cressen, the tribal leader of the Join tribe’s ‘Eger’ tribe, bowed his head towards Yuma and said.

“There’s a bed over there that can accommodate you two.”

Yuma nodded at the words of the Join people.

“i get it.”

First of all, we had to take all possible measures.

***

Following Cressen’s guidance, I was able to put Clone and Hestia to bed.

Ermel continued to sweat and placed his hands on Clone and Hestia’s foreheads.

The pure white divine power was shining brightly from Ermel’s right hand.

Ermel slowly shook his head.

“…Healing doesn’t work. I think it’s a nightmare-type curse, not a life-threatening curse.”

Yuma, who knew nothing about the curse, urged Ermel to explain.

“Nightmare-type curses… First of all, the subject must recognize that the world they are in is a lie. There are cases where it can be opened by recognizing it. Or, in that situation, Jeonjudo has to go further and find a key or something to open the nightmare on its own. there is.”

Yuma asked a question with his brows tightened.

“Is there an average time it takes to destroy a nightmare?”

“No, it varies from person to person. Some people wake up from the nightmare after about three days…some people die in a vegetative state without being able to wake up from the nightmare until the end.”

The deviation was very stark.

“And this nightmare-type curse…is given by a spirit-type god who can be considered the pinnacle of the curse. Should I say it is the sophistication of a nightmare…I think the sophistication of the dream world will be enormous.”

Morg, the ＜God of the Dangerous Mace＞ who sacrificed his soul to break the ＜mental barrier＞ that Yuma had placed on Clone and Hestia.

There was no way that a curse placed through the soul of a god could be easily lifted.

Yuma continued to stare with a stern expression at Clone and Hestia, who had relaxed expressions as if they had just fallen asleep.

Someone came up next to Yuma.

It was the tribal leader Kregel. The join people, Kregel, brought with them one more person.

Kregel and the joiners he brought bowed to Yuma.

Unlike Kregel, the people next to him were trembling.

“what?”

Kregel opened his mouth urgently at Yuma’s words.

“I brought a member of the Join tribe who knows a lot about the curse.”

Yuma approached the joiner next to Kregel.

“name is?”

Since they were members of the Join race who had just seen the battle that Yuma had just fought, they could not help but feel fear and awe in front of Yuma.

“Le, this is Legores.”

“Tell me everything you know about the Nightmare Curse. Do you know if I can intervene, do you know if there is a way to intervene?”

Legores answered Yuma’s urgent question with his beak quivering.

“Well, as far as I know, there is no way to intervene… Still.”

“still?”

Legores calmly composed himself and continued his explanation.

“Perhaps with Yuma-sama’s divine power, you can enter the nightmare and observe it.”

“observe?”

“Yes, I may not be able to directly intervene, but…I think I can observe. Yuma-sama will have to try this to find out.”

“Okay. Is there a possibility that the nightmare itself could be life-threatening?”

Legores slowly shook his head.

“That won’t happen. However… given that the entity that cast the curse is a god and not a demon, it will be so sophisticated that even a being with strong mental power will not be able to recognize it. So, it is extremely difficult to recognize that it is a nightmare. I guess so.”

It was that moment.

Samer, the great warrior of the tribe, who was standing guard from afar, approached those who were having a conversation.

“The second knight commander of the Kingdom of Zepharos has come. It seems he has come to see God.”

“i get it.”

Yuma stood up.

If you’re going to waste time, it’s better to do it early.

As Yuma left the barracks, members of the 2nd Knights of the Kingdom of Zephalos caught his eye.

Arwin, the silver-haired knight commander, knelt down without hesitation.

Crash! Clap!

After that, the knights under his command who were standing behind him also knelt down in unison.

“I see a great being.”

Yuma said with an expressionless face.

Dark gray hair blew in the strong wind.

“Get up.”

The knights immediately stood up at Yuma’s words.

Ermel decided to take the lead so that Yuma wouldn’t have to worry about unnecessary things.

The blonde saint took a step forward.

Ermel looked alternately at the members of the 2nd Knights and the Joiners and spoke.

“Yuma-nim is the only main god of this world, Middle-earth. He is currently slaughtering the evil gods who have invaded various parts of the Middle-earth continent.”

The people and the Join people did not doubt those words at all.

What Yuma just did.

And the image of Ermel treating the injured Join people and knights on the way to the land of the Join people.

It proved that everything was true.

Tsuzzzz… !

A golden flag appeared in Yuma’s right hand.

Yuma planted the flag in the ground without hesitation.

[The God of War declared the Yeigel Continent as the third holy land.]

Those surrounding Yuma and Ermel opened their eyes wide at the spreading wave of golden light.

“I will protect this land, trust me.”

Yuma was able to visually see the ＜list of believers＞ growing in real time.

“you.”

Yuma was able to read the strangely cold atmosphere, even though everyone believed in him.

“Was there any trouble before I came?”

The knights of the 2nd Knights’ body trembled at Yuma’s words.

Yuma pointed out the knight commander, Arwin, with a gesture of his chin.

“Tell the truth, Commander.”

Arwin’s brown eyes wavered.

“Before the gods invaded, we, the Kingdom of Zepharos, looked at the historical aspect and suspected that the gods had invaded the continent because of the Joiners.”

It was not difficult for Yuma to guess that the historical aspect that Arwin was talking about was talking about the Kingdom of Purma on the Gerhegen Continent.

Yuma spoke firmly.

“The current invasion of the Yeigel Continent is not because of the Join people. They are just invading Middle-earth because they are crazy about raising their own status as gods.”

Yuma decided to give some strength to the Join people.

It’s a shame because it seemed like only then would the situation between the two become similar.

“I was able to become a god thanks to their ancestors, the Join people and Ardolak. I received great help in the process of becoming a god. So, don’t needlessly reject the Join people.”

thud!

Arwin knelt down again.

This time, it was not towards Yuma, but towards Cragen, the leader of the Join tribe.

“I’m sorry for doubting you.”

Cragen sighed.

“No. From your perspective, it could have been seen that way.”

Yuma ordered Arwin to stand up and then opened his mouth again.

“Now, there will be no major disaster to invade the Yeigel Continent. The remaining descendants and monsters affected by them will be taken care of by my subordinates spread across the continent. So, rest assured, repair the collapsed continent. The kingdom will remain in control for the time being. “Don’t let anyone find me.”

Arwin and the knights bowed their heads.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

After putting an end to the conflict, Yuma went back into the barracks where the beds where Hestia and Clone were lying.

Sweat began to form on Clone’s forehead as he closed his eyes.

Yuma’s brow hardened.