The old woman seemed to live alone. She first locked the door, then mysteriously opened the lid of the pot and brought out a pot of steaming broth.
It seemed that a lot of the broth had been drunk, and only half a bowl of broth was left, barely enough to cover the pieces of meat in the bowl.
Next, the woman carefully opened the life potion and slowly poured it into the basin.
The meat in the basin was watered with the potion and suddenly began to wriggle. Many genitals grew out of the meat, which looked very scary. However, the old woman was not afraid at all. She even raised the basin and drank the soup.
"What did you see?" asked Emily, who was unable to share the view, anxiously.
"There's no mistake! That's what I saw in my dream!" Isidor clenched his fists and said excitedly.
Chapter 118: The Glowing Tree
"What should we do? Should we kill her?" Emmeline asked nervously.
"No rush. If we take action now, we will alert the enemy." Isidor replied.
"What should we do? Should we just let it go?"
"Let the puppet king order a temporary ban on the sale of life potions, give the merchants some compensation, and ask them not to ship the goods over for the time being." Isidor said.
"Yes, yes! We can also use the king's power to investigate this matter!" Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Emmeline couldn't help but feel happy.
"You seem to be very lively lately. I never saw you express your emotions before." Isidor said with a smile.
"After being with you for a long time, some changes are inevitable. I used to think that people other than my sister didn't need to be cared about, but you gradually made me give up this idea." Emmeline said bluntly.
"Really? That's great. I think Esina must be happy to see your changes." Isidor smiled.
"What a pity! I don't know when I can see my sister again." Emmeline couldn't help feeling sad when she mentioned her sister. She threw herself into Isidor's arms and hugged him tightly.
Isidore gently stroked Emmeline's head and coaxed her into submission before returning to the palace and finding the king to order a ban on the sale of the potion of life.
After finishing all these things, it was already late, and Isidor went back to the side hall to sleep, while Emmeline kept watch with a bow and arrow. The two agreed to wake Isidor up immediately if his magic power ran out.
As soon as he fell asleep, Isidor suddenly found himself in the place he had dreamed of yesterday. The woman was knocking on the soup bowl, begging him to taste the soup in the bowl.
Isidor would naturally not be fooled again. He kicked the woman away and strode into the street.
The growth of ** seemed to require some time. In order to prevent being absorbed by **, Isidor did not summon evil creatures this time. Instead, he found the masked man on the street as quickly as possible.
"Welcome back, it's a relief that you can still sleep." Zamdrol said with a strange smile.
"My greatest strength is my broad mind. What's the point of worrying about my life? Why should I keep awake at night?" Isidor answered nonchalantly.
"You are just too stupid to understand the horror of hell. Are you ready? 'Hell' will get closer day by day." said Zam'drow.
Isidor answered with his fist. Although he knew that he couldn't really hurt Zamdrol in his dream, it was still quite refreshing to beat him up to vent his anger.
Zamdrol's body was soon beaten into a puddle of mud. Isidor took the opportunity to climb to the highest house and calmly observed the world:
Although ** has not yet grown, the whole world still looks very desolate. The structure of the houses and the division of the streets give people an extremely weird feeling.
Suddenly, Isidore discovered that there seemed to be a big tree in the distance, emitting a white light, but it seemed to be entangled by something, so that the light was dim.
Isidor subconsciously felt that there was a place worth exploring, which might be the key to deciphering the dream. Just as he was about to rush over, the ground suddenly tore open countless cracks, from which stretched out countless monsters that were more bizarre than evil creatures. They had no specific shapes, and even their individuals could not be distinguished. Only the flowing blood and twitching bodies showed that they were still alive.
"Bury it in the belly!" Zamdrol's voice came from deep underground.
Isidor saw that the situation was not good, and quickly took steps to run away. However, today's attack seemed to be more fierce than yesterday's. Often, as soon as his feet touched the ground, the ground opened its bloody mouth.
Isidor quickly summoned an evil creature to serve as a stepping stone, and with the help of the reaction force, he jumped far away. He repeated this process and finally jumped out of Zamdrow's attack range.
He looked at the tree in the distance, wondering if he should take the opportunity to go and have a look, but unexpectedly the sky suddenly turned blood red, and blood rain began to fall from the sky. When the rain fell on the ground, countless bloody thorns grew, making it difficult for Isidor to move.
Isidor had no choice but to summon the evil creatures to clear a path. Fortunately, these thorns would not devour the evil creatures, so he used the power of the evil creatures to walk towards the big tree.
However, because of the thorns blocking his way, he moved very slowly. He had only walked three to five hundred meters when Zamdrol's attack caught up.
"Boy, stop struggling! You will be buried in my belly sooner or later!" Zamdrow, who had turned into a giant monster, roared from behind.
"Your companions are much quieter than you." Isidor retorted, desperately summoning evil creatures to stop Zham'drow. He knew that the longer he could hold on, the longer Emmeline would have to search for her true form.
However, Zham'drow devoured the evil faster than he imagined, and as Isidor's magic power was exhausted, a white light fell from the sky, and Isidor woke up.
"Have you found the real body?" Isidor asked the first thing he asked after opening his eyes.
"I'm sorry that I couldn't find it. But ever since I consciously started looking for it, I've noticed a strange aura in the palace. This aura began to appear when you fell asleep and disappeared the moment you woke up. I think this is the manifestation of the Demon Lord launching a mental attack." Emmeline said.
"Can you find the approximate location?" Isidor asked.
"Yes, it's just southeast of the side hall, but the area is still very large, so I'm afraid we can't check it all." Emmeline replied.
"It's okay, just look for it slowly. I also made some new discoveries in my dream. Maybe this guy wants to hide something." Isidor held his forehead and sat up, telling Emilyne about the scene in his dream.
"So, the nightmares are getting more severe? Should I wake you up earlier next time?" Emmeline asked worriedly.
"No, just like before, wake me up when my magic power is exhausted. This way both sides can buy more time." Isidor said resolutely.
"Then you have to be more careful about your safety. I don't want to lose anyone important again." Emmeline said, gently hugging Isidor's arm.
"Don't worry, I will be fine. I will take you to find Esna, and then we will solve the problem of the decline of the elves that she is worried about. Then we will find a place to live and give birth to many little goblins." Isidor said with a smile.
"Go away~ You're so frivolous. If you keep going on like this, I'll tell my sister about it." Emmeline said, tapping him lightly on the chest.
"Your sister is even more frivolous than me. It would be better to say that she was the one who led me astray, and you still go to her to complain." Isidor smiled, and the two chatted for a while. The morning sun gradually rose outside the window, and the terror of the nightmare just now slowly subsided.
"Tomorrow, I must find out the secret that guy is hiding." Isidor secretly made up his mind.
Chapter 119: The Praying Girl
That night, Isidor made some extra preparations: he summed up his experience from last time, summoned a group of evil creatures in advance and stored them in a side hall, and then used his ability of fantasy construction to cover them with armor.
In this way, when he launches the evil, he can summon these armored evil creatures directly into his dream. However, it is hard to say how much effect these armors can have.
After getting ready, Isidor fell asleep again.
This time, as soon as he arrived in the dream, Isidor punched through the wall and ran at full speed towards the big tree that was glowing white without hesitation.
Behind him, countless monsters began to spread, the earth was torn apart, the sky was blood red, and all the changes seemed to come faster than the previous two times.
But Isidor's steps were more skillful than before. He skillfully summoned evil creatures to step on his feet and rushed out of the attack range in the shortest time.
This time, Isidor rushed directly towards the big tree that was glowing white, and when the flesh and blood thorns grew out, it had already jumped a long distance.
Zam'drow was gradually catching up from behind, and Isidor immediately summoned a large number of evil creatures to block the way. At the same time, he summoned a group of armored evil creatures that he had prepared in advance, and let them open a path through the thorns.
After wearing the fine steel armor made of fantasy construction, the evil creatures cut through the thorns and thorns and fought their way out in a literal bloody battle.
Stepping on the blood and flesh on the ground, Isidor finally came to the big tree, which he intuitively felt was a very crucial place.
The tree was very tall, and looked bright and holy. A girl in a white helmet and armor was sticking her sword into the ground, kneeling on one knee and praying devoutly.
Isidor looked back and saw that Zamdrol behind him did not seem to chase him, but stayed in the distance, as if he did not dare to approach.
Isidor looked at the girl under the tree again. The girl had finished praying and stood up. Her skin was as white as snow, and even her eyes were a terrifying silver color.
"You are... Noelle? Why are you here?" The moment he recognized the girl, Isidor called out her name in surprise.
Noel did not answer, but pulled out the long sword on the ground. Isidor noticed that the sword seemed to be different from the one Noel usually used. In his impression, Noel's sword and Esna's sword should look exactly the same.
"Are you trapped in a dream too? Do you know where Esina is?" Isidor asked quickly.
Noelle still didn't answer. She looked at Isidor as if he were a stranger, and suddenly slashed at him with lightning speed.
Isidor had no time to dodge and was cut into two by the sword. He screamed and sat up, then he remembered that he was in a dream.
"Isidor! Come and help! These guys are very difficult to deal with!" Emmeline's voice came from my ear.
Isidor looked around hastily, and almost fell down. He quickly held Emmeline's thigh and looked around in the moonlight. He found that he was at the highest point of the palace roof. There were countless torches burning in all directions. The Hebran people were rushing up desperately. Emmeline had used up all her arrows, so she had to pick up tiles to fight them off.
Seeing this, Isidor stood up in a hurry. He himself had no means of long-range attack, but the "Fully Evolved" skill allowed him to use the abilities of the four tribes of goblins. So he simultaneously called on the abilities of the Fire Sacrifice and Cold Sacrifice tribes to summon an ice cloud and a fire cloud.
Countless hail and snowflakes were shot out from the ice cloud; countless fireballs and meteors were shot out from the fire cloud. For a moment, the sound was like ten thousand firecrackers, and it immediately repelled all the people who wanted to climb up.
"You finally woke up. I thought I was going to die." Emmeline's legs went limp and she fell directly into Isidor's arms.
"I'm sorry, what's going on?" Isidor asked.
"After you fell asleep, I started looking for your real body everywhere. With the experience from the previous times, I was able to narrow the scope to a very small area. By the second half of the night, I was almost able to lock on to the specific location. I was about to start digging when I suddenly heard a noise in the side hall. I was worried about your safety and ran back to see that the evil creature had been summoned into your dream and your magic power began to be consumed in large quantities. I wanted to wake you up, but this time you couldn't wake up no matter what." Emmeline said while gasping for breath.
"What's going on with those people? Why did the Hibran people suddenly start attacking us?" Isidor asked again.
"I don't know either. They suddenly rushed into the palace and attacked us as if they knew where you were. I shot down batch after batch of them with arrows, but they seemed to be immortal and could always stand up again. When I ran out of arrows, I had to carry you on my back and escape to the roof of the palace. Then you saw this scene." said Emmeline.
"Thank you for your hard work. However, the Hibran people should not have the ability to be immortal, otherwise how could the soldiers we killed not be resurrected? They look a little strange. You rest here for a while. I will capture a few alive to interrogate them." Isidor said, and used his remaining magic power to summon a few evil creatures to protect Emilyne. Then he jumped down from the palace, grabbed two Hibran people who tried to rush up, one in each hand, and jumped up again.
The two Hibrans were not soldiers. Judging from their attire, they looked like ordinary citizens. However, they seemed to have no fear of Isidor at all. They did not answer a single question and even tried to bite Isidor with their mouths. They looked so crazy that they were like zombies.
Isidor had no choice but to knock them out. He stared at their bodies for a while and suddenly noticed something strange: "Look at these two people. Do they look a little thin and have bloated stomachs?"
"A little, but not as serious as the woman we saw that day." Emmeline nodded.
"Perhaps our strategy of banning life potions has worked." Isidor said, using his imagination to create some life potions, pried open the mouth of a Hibran and poured the water into it.
The Xibulan's stomach churned, as if something was swollen inside, looking very scary. At this time, more Xibulan rushed up again. Many of them had been beaten to pieces by Fire Cloud and Ice Cloud, but it seemed that this did not affect their ability to move at all. Even their broken bodies were still regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This will never end. Let's escape while you still have the strength!" Emmeline said worriedly.
"Escape? We finally found that guy's real body, how could he possibly escape?" Isidor said as he retracted the Ice Cloud and Fire Cloud, then used all his strength to mobilize the Green Goblin's abilities to create a layer of slippery ice around the roof.
The Hibran who tried to climb up suddenly slipped down, and the people behind him could not climb up no matter how hard they tried.
"Okay, now tell me, where is the real body of that damn demon king hiding? I've been disgusted by it one-sidedly for so long, and I almost want to vent my anger." Isidor laughed loudly as he watched the Hibran people slide down.
Chapter 120 Blood Pond Hell
"It's right there, under a dry well." Emmeline said, pointing to an inconspicuous courtyard in the southeast.
"Okay, let's get him out right away!" Isidor rubbed his hands together and was about to go over when he suddenly found that the Hibran people below were rushing up again.
Isidor was surprised. He didn't expect them to be able to rush through the slippery ice. After a closer look, he found that these people had cut their bodies and used their blood to freeze themselves and the ice together, paving a path for the people behind them.
"Why would these guys go to such lengths?" Isidor frowned, stretched out his hand and sent out a ring of fire, melting the ice on all sides. The Hibran people who had just paved the road with their blood immediately slid down again.
"They are probably being controlled. This will never end - Isidor, give me some arrows. I'll provide cover while you deal with the main body," said Emmeline.
"Are you okay?" Isidor asked worriedly.
"It's okay. Dealing with these minions is no big deal. Do you remember how I dealt with those undead at Mount Shade?" Emmeline asked.
Isidor suddenly realized what was going on. He stretched out his hand and constructed more than a hundred arrows with metal wires tied to the ends and handed them to Emmeline, then rushed directly to the courtyard where Emmeline pointed.
As expected, the Hibrans stopped attacking the rooftops and rushed towards Isidor. But before they could take a few steps, Emmeline had already dodged and shot several arrows in succession from different positions, forming a death net that cut the Hibrans into pieces.
At the same time, Isidor had already arrived in the yard. He saw the dry well that Emmeline mentioned at a glance, and immediately constructed a big sword, condensed the void shock wave on the sword and chopped it down with all his strength.
There was a loud bang, and the ground shook instantly. Many weak walls even collapsed. The dry well that Isidor had hit directly cracked open along with the ground, revealing a hellish scene beneath the surface.
Ten or so meters below the dry well, the scene that Isidor had dreamt of was vividly replayed before his eyes. Countless internal organs and things that wriggled like rotten meat were piled up in it, connected by countless holes. Just one look at it would almost drive one crazy.
Isidor resisted the nausea and jumped down, launching a whirlwind in mid-air. The internal organs in the well were instantly crushed into pieces like meat thrown into a mincer. Isidor took advantage of the whirlwind to jump back to the ground.
"Isidor, great prophet, rebellious spirit. You are finally here, let me eat you! Then I will be complete!" A creepy voice came from the well.
At the same time, the meat that had been cut into pieces quickly gathered together and returned to its original state in an instant, and even showed a tendency to continue to grow.
"Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier. Those Hibran people have the ability to regenerate, so there is no reason why the Demon Lord's body should not have it either." Isidor thought for a moment, then used all his strength to use the Red Goblin's ability to release countless fireballs, which shot at the piece of meat like raindrops.
There were continuous crackling sounds and a burnt smell coming from below.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much! But it's useless, you can't kill me!" Zamdrow's voice, as harsh as noise, came from below.
Through the burning smoke, Isidor saw that the meat in the well was already burnt, and after being roasted by the flames, it did not regenerate immediately. However, the attack power of the flames could only hurt the surface, which seemed not enough to kill Zamdrow completely.
"Isidor! Get out of the way! These people have completely turned into monsters!"
When Isidor was thinking about the next countermeasure, Emmeline's scream suddenly came from the roof. Isidor looked back and saw countless Hibrans rushing towards him in groups. Even though Emmeline had laid a death net, they still tried hard to squeeze over, and their bodies that were cut into pieces were restored to their original state in an instant.
Among them were men and women, old and young, each with an expression of crazy piety on their face, and they kept walking towards the dry well.
With every step they took, their faces and limbs became thinner and their abdomens swelled. By the time they reached the open space next to the dry well, they had swollen like a pregnant woman in her tenth month.
"Do you really think that you can defeat me by finding my true form? Haha, whether in dreams or in reality, you can only become my meal." Zamdrol sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding Hibran people exploded into a bloody mist, and countless monsters walked out of the bloody mist, just as terrifying as in Isidor's dream.
"My abilities were unusable in the dream, but now they are unrestricted. Do you still think I will let you slaughter me like I did in the dream?" Isidor snorted coldly and used the Red Goblin's ability to shoot hundreds of fireballs into the air. Then he jumped into the air and used a "Whirlwind Slash" to wrap the fireballs and create a fire tornado that shot straight into the sky.
As soon as the fire tornado appeared, it immediately burned away the blood mist in the sky, and also burned most of the monsters that had just been summoned to death. The remaining half were nailed to the ground by Emmeline's arrows and could not move.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. You brought disaster to the people of the city, but it didn't have any effect." Isidor sneered.
