Chapter 456


Chapter 87: Lucid Dream

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Surrounded by endless white and gold.

Infinite light spills into every corner, illuminating this world devoid of darkness and night.

This is the world of light, the homeland of the light.

Miss Vilyric snapped back to reality, only to find herself in such a world.

“…?”

“What’s going on, did I cross over again?”

The girl looked down, and before her was the familiar outfit, the white robe remained as spotless as ever, but it lacked the subtle connection with the artifact, as if it were just an ordinary ornament representing her identity.

Representing her identity as a priestess.

“No… not again.”

She had not crossed over; this place wasn’t reality.

This is… a dream.

Not an illusion, but a true dream, Vilyric’s own dream.

A dream where she maintained clear awareness, able to realize she was dreaming—on Blue Star, this is often referred to as a “lucid dream.”

What happened before?

Standing in this boundless radiance, Vilyric thought for a moment as memories slowly bubbled to the surface.

After coming out of the prison, they returned to the Acting City Lord’s manor and waited there. Around noon, Little Mona similarly returned with her subordinates. Although her expression was tired, it was clear she was in a good mood, evidently having finished reassuring and sending back her preparations, just waiting for the results of tomorrow’s negotiations.

They all shared a meal together, and seizing the opportunity, Vilyric officially introduced Tilysha’s identity to Mona and Lan— the Life Goddess residing in the Kingdom of Azure, the Abyss seal, the Divine Tree, and the idea of finding a place near Demon Town to plant the Life Subtree.

After hearing about the function and essence of the Subtree, along with the various benefits it could bring, Mona readily nodded in agreement. Although Lan was somewhat skeptical about those gods, seals, and how a mere tree could accomplish so much, she couldn’t go against the flow, and so the matter was settled.

However, regarding the specific location for planting, since it would cause quite a stir and there were still more important matters to deal with in Demon Town, they decided to wait until the negotiations were done and the situations involving the various slaves from around the world were thoroughly handled.

By the way, Mona also needed to inform Her Majesty Queen Liliya, the true ruler of the kingdom, as it involved matters of the divine, which was no trivial matter; after all, she was just a princess.

After that, Vilyric stayed in the Acting City Lord’s manor and discussed tomorrow’s arrangements in detail with Mona and others, mainly focusing on safety issues she was concerned about, before leaving with the now bored Little Dragon Daughter and Tilysha.

After that, it seemed like nothing much happened.

After casually strolling around the market, they returned to their residence, and it was already night.

Although they could return to the inn since their wanted status was canceled, Lan had arranged for them to stay in very nice accommodations, and since Walter and the other demons weren’t exactly suited for being out in Demon Town, Vilyric decided to continue staying there.

After all, if the negotiations went smoothly, she wouldn’t be staying in Demon Town long.

With the addition of many mouths to feed, for the past few days, Leila and Renée had been preparing meals, and every meal made Vilyric feel like she suddenly had a bunch of kids to look after. Luckily, the demons weren’t picky eaters, and she got along fairly well with Edwina and the others, even if it was a bit of a hassle… just consider it a preliminary investment.

Returning to her bedroom, the understanding Leila sisters had already prepared hot water in the room. Vilyric tossed Little Dragon Daughter into the pet space to train Snow Wing, then enjoyed a nice bath. After reading for a while, she went to bed early.

And then… here we are now.

Everything lined up; this was indeed a dream.

Speaking of which, it’s quite rare, isn’t it, to actually have a dream.

Since crossing over to this world and becoming “Vilyric”, because of her impressive physical qualities, as long as she wanted to sleep, she could quickly slip into deep slumber, waking up to the next morning.

The last time she experienced a dream was probably back on Blue Star, but so much time had passed that the memory was quite hazy.

However, where there’s unusualness, there must be something odd—after more than a year of not dreaming, unless there were some external influences disrupting her, something must have changed within her body. Either way, it’s a situation worth paying attention to and exploring.

Let’s move around a bit and see.

The White Robed Girl took a step into the endless space, feeling as if she were walking on solid marble, even though there was nothing beneath her feet.

Not only was there no artifact, but even the magical energy within her, or what could be called HP, MP, and even SP, was completely imperceptible. She couldn’t open her bag or pull up the system panel, as if she had suddenly turned into a truly ordinary person.

This didn’t make Vilyric panicky; on the contrary, she was slightly fascinated by the novelty.

Dreams are like this, absurd and incredible—contemplating logic is meaningless. Normally, when people dream, their consciousness is in a blurred state, and they cannot maintain such calm thoughts.

After walking for a while, Vilyric began to feel somewhat impatient.

There was nothing here; above her was light interwoven with white and gold, the same below, and in every direction her gaze reached, there was no sight of anything other than radiance.

What’s the meaning of such a dream?

It’s somewhat similar to her so-called pet space, but at least there she had an adorable Giant Dragon and a little white bird to chat with, here it was completely empty.

Clearly, Vilyric’s dream wasn’t bringing anyone else along for the ride.

It also seemed there wasn’t much worth focusing on. She thought about turning around, but if all else fails, maybe she’d just leave for now.

This is her dream, Vilyric’s dream; no matter how absurd or bizarre, it still falls under that concept.

Realizing this point, as long as she wanted to, she could wake herself up and escape the dream immediately—so even if she couldn’t exert any power, Vilyric could still maintain a composed and unhurried mindset.

But just as if responding to her state of mind, the scenes before her suddenly parted like clouds, revealing another illusory sight.

The light transformed into figures, numerous outlines, only vaguely recognizable, abruptly emerging in this world of light.

They varied in form; some barely the size of humans, even smaller, while others towered hundreds or thousands of meters, giants with bodies that seemed to cover the sky. Some had beautiful wings, while others floated like phantoms in the air.

Countless, boundless, endless.

By their outlines, Vilyric could roughly discern some of the species among them, but there were many more she had never seen or heard of before.

The light-formed beings spread throughout the space, standing as if waiting.

Waiting for 【Him】 to descend.

They prayed in unison, offering their blessings.

And then, 【He】 responded.

It was an intent that could not simply be described in terms of sound and waves; it was born from every corner of the world, like the infinite light itself, and Vilyric could feel this viscerally.

Afterward, countless lives knelt in unison, prostrating and offering their most sincere prayers and praises.

“Glory to You!! Light of Origin! The embodiment of all that is beautiful in the world, the incarnation of light and hope, the ruler of the primordial land, great and exalted goddess!!!! Please grant us the gospel!!!!”

And then, 【He】 descended.

It was a golden divine seat, as if carved from the purest crystal in the world, supreme in holiness and beauty. Upon it were engraved exquisite patterns beyond any description, reminiscent of the very rules themselves.

Yet, even so, it was still nothing compared to its bearer.

For that was an existence worthy of being called—【God】.