prynovel Chapter 4142 Crossing the Boundary
Chapter 4142 Crossing the Boundary
Chapter 4142 Crossing the Boundary
The "forced killing" process did not go smoothly.
Because Nereid didn't give them the chance to kill him outright.
It knows that its elemental attacks will be interrupted, and that excessive "tail whips" may go too far, so its current strategy is... passive resistance.
He doesn't unleash any elemental attacks, but only occasionally flicks his tail to get into combat mode, but he never gets greedy with his attacks.
The guiding principle is to avoid triggering the [Battle Spirit Shackles].
Nereid was well aware of his advantage over Angor and the others: his strong defense.
As long as Angel and the others' attacks cannot break through its defenses, it can remain invincible!
For it, not being defeated is victory!
Although Nereid had no memories of the past, it vaguely sensed that this duel wouldn't last long. At most... fifteen days.
It takes more than fifteen days for it to take a nap.
The one that lasts the longest wins!
Nereid's passive resistance to fighting really made everyone feel helpless.
The enhanced version of the elemental cannonballs can deal some damage to Nereid, but the damage is very low. With their current reserves of elemental cannonballs, even if they use all of them, they can only reduce the damage by 1% at most.
As for a direct confrontation, that's even more impossible.
Their current bodies are not much different from ordinary people, while Nereid possesses the physical body of a bloodline wizard. The difference is too great; his defenses cannot be broken.
In this situation, Nereid's choice of "passive resistance" was indeed an almost flawless one.
Faced with Nereid's lack of fighting spirit, even Gray Porcelain jumped out to provoke Nereid, trying to get Nereid to attack the "weak" him.
But Nereid simply stared at Gray Porcelain with cold eyes, completely ignoring his challenge.
Gray Porcelain returned to the main group dejectedly: "I'm starting to miss the dream version of Nereid..."
The Dream version of Nereid uses completely rigid attacks, and even when constantly being attacked by elemental backlash, it never changes its moves.
Unlike this Nereid, who, upon realizing the situation was unfavorable, immediately retracted his fangs and claws, taking the art of stalling to its extreme.
"If we keep fighting it, we'll definitely lose." Gray Porcelain looked frustrated. They had already worn Nereid down to the last tenth of its health, but it suddenly mutated and turned from an abyss dragon into a turtle.
“That’s right, and we also need to consider something else,” the rabbit girl said calmly. “Nereid’s injuries may heal on their own.”
Even if Nereid is a complete waste, he is still an abyssal dragon, and his body must have a powerful self-healing effect.
Nereid currently only has 10% health left, but if the stalemate continues for a while, it is very likely to slowly recover, making it even more difficult to kill it then.
"It's over, it's over..." Upon hearing that he could heal himself, Gray Porcelain immediately looked desperate. "That wretched Rainbow Dragon!"
"You've gotten quite bold now."
Gray Porcelain was taken aback, turned around to look at Angell, and found that he was looking at him jokingly.
"At a time like this, you're still teasing me..." Gray Porcelain felt a little wronged. He was so anxious that he almost broke his porcelain as he watched Nereid turn into a turtle that could regenerate health. But Angor was still teasing him as if nothing was wrong.
Angell: "What moment is it? It's not the most desperate moment yet."
"Isn't this despair enough?" Gray Porcelain exclaimed in shock.
Angell: "You still underestimate the depth of Dream Mirror."
"Inherited strength?" Gray Porcelain was taken aback. "Is there still hope for us?"
“What you’re saying…” Angell was speechless. “Even if we really have no means of attack, it’s not like we’re beyond saving.”
"So what do we do now?" Gray Porcelain looked at Angel with hopeful eyes.
Angell: "You don't need to do anything, just leave it to me."
Having finished speaking, Angor gently opened his hand, and a large amount of illusory mist emanated from it...
In the blink of an eye, the entire platform was covered in fog.
The fog obscured everyone's vision, and at this moment, the naked eye's visibility was less than ten meters.
"What should we do next?" Due to the reduced visibility, Gray Porcelain subconsciously moved closer to Angel.
Angell: "Wait."
"Wait?" Gray Porcelain was initially puzzled, wondering what they were waiting for, but suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: "I understand, you mean that once we conceal ourselves, it won't be able to find us!"
"If they can't find us, they can't attack us, and that will trigger the punishment of the Battle Will Shackles!"
Angell glanced at the gray porcelain and said noncommittally, "What you said has some merit, but there's no need to make it so complicated."
"It only has 10% of its health left, and we have countless ways to kill it."
After speaking, Angell looked at the rabbit girl.
The rabbit girl immediately understood and slowly stood up: "...Leave it to me."
Angel nodded: "Okay, go ahead."
The conversation between the rabbit girl and Angel left Gray Porcelain completely bewildered. Why did she suddenly say something like "Leave it to me" after being entrusted with something? Had he missed something?
The rabbit girl didn't explain; she simply turned and walked into the mist.
Gray Porcelain could only look at Angell, trying to inquire about the situation.
Angel smiled mysteriously, then snapped his fingers, and a telescope-shaped illusionary artifact appeared out of thin air and landed in Gray Porcelain's hand.
"It can penetrate the fog; you can see for yourself."
Gray Porcelain hesitated for a moment, then pointed the binoculars into the fog.
In the telescope's field of view, the fog was gone, and everything appeared perfectly clear, just like before when there was no fog.
The rabbit girl's actions were similar to before; she slowly walked to Nereid's side, trying to provoke him into attacking her. But Nereid didn't fall for it, just like when Gray Porcelain went out to provoke him before, Nereid didn't attack him either.
But the rabbit girl didn't give up. She continued to roam around Nereid, occasionally leaping into the air to try and attack Nereid's vulnerable parts, such as... her eyes.
However, Nereid didn't care at all. He simply closed his eyes to block the rabbit girl's attack.
Moreover, according to Gray Porcelain's observation, Nereid is now showing great concern for its life. Even when the rabbit girl is right in front of it and could be hurt with just a spit, it remains unmoved.
Just when the [Battle Will Shackles] time is about to expire, add a finishing blow to avoid being punished.
But just as Nereid was finishing off the "tail whip", Gray Porcelain suddenly discovered something astonishing: it... was moving?
Gray Porcelain suddenly turned to look at Angel: "It, it..."
Angel gestured to him with a "shh" sign: "Don't ask yet, just keep watching."
Suppressing his doubts, Gray Porcelain picked up his binoculars and continued to observe the center of the battle.
Every five minutes or so, Nereid would whip its tail, and each time it did so, its body would move involuntarily.
However, it itself seemed completely unaware of this.
After throwing the whip, he closed his eyes to rest, looking like he was going to have a long battle with them.
When it was whipped out for the third time, it instinctively prepared to close its eyes and rest.
But just then, it suddenly sensed something, its eyes widened sharply, and it looked at the rabbit girl standing in the mist not far away...
How is that possible? It crossed the line!
Yes, it has sensed the impending punishment for crossing the line.
But it was clearly attacking from the same spot, so how could it have crossed the boundary?
Nereid tried to ask, but before it could open its mouth, an invisible ripple swept by, and the light in its eyes vanished, turning into a deathly white.
Without a scream, Nereid simply collapsed peacefully to the ground.
The health bar above his head also dropped to zero.
Nereid, die!
……
After Nereid's death, the surrounding mist slowly dissipated.
It wasn't until he saw the mountain-sized dragon corpse with his own eyes that Gray Porcelain slowly came back to his senses from his daze.
Nereid just died like that?
The cause of death was... punishment for crossing the line.
With the aid of a telescope, Gray Porcelain witnessed the entire battle and naturally knew the true cause of Nereid's death. But what he didn't understand was how Nereid had crossed the line.
Why is it moving towards the boundary while simultaneously whipping its tail?
Does it not have any awareness of itself?
Faced with the question about gray porcelain, Angel finally spoke up to explain: "The answer is simple, its perception has been distorted by me."
"Cognitive manipulation? What does that mean?"
Gray Porcelain looked up, wanting to continue exploring, but instead of receiving an explanation from Angell, he was met with a swift punch.
Angel clenched his fist and slammed it toward his face.
For a moment, Gray Porcelain's mind went blank, and she instinctively closed her eyes.
He thought he would be hit hard, or that the teapot head would crack, but for a long time he felt nothing.
The fist didn't seem to land at all.
Gray Porcelain secretly opened her eyes and found Angell looking at her with a smile.
Angell: "Look around."
Gray Porcelain muttered, "What's there to see around here?"
At first, Gray Porcelain didn't understand what Angell meant, but when he looked around, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He was clearly facing Nereid's corpse before, but now his face is turned away from Nereid?!
But he clearly remembered that he had only closed his eyes and hadn't moved at all...
Gray Porcelain suddenly looked up, as if he understood: "This is... cognitive manipulation?"
Angel nodded: "That's right, this is cognitive manipulation. The illusion blocks your perception of the outside world. You think you haven't moved, but in reality you've changed direction."
"This is an illusion?" Gray Porcelain asked in disbelief. "An illusion can even alter perception?"
Angell paused for a second, then shook his head and chuckled, "Your point of surprise has left me speechless."
Because the essence of illusion is to deceive people's subjective perception.
Even if a magician is not a superhuman, the illusions they use are still deceiving others' subjective perceptions.
So, if illusions can't even change people's perceptions, then what kind of illusions are they?
Gray Porcelain stammered, "I thought... illusion magic was just creating something."
Upon hearing this, the rabbit girl next to her said quietly, "Are you serious? Illusionary creations are the rarest thing... I feel that even without using illusions, your understanding has already been overturned."
Gray Porcelain had never encountered illusions in his life before, but when he came into contact with something as unknowable as Angor, his understanding was naturally skewed.
"However, although illusion is inherently about deceiving people's perceptions, Angor's ability to directly alter Nereid's perception of spatial vectors and directional coordinates using illusion is actually quite remarkable."
"Anyway, the skilled illusionists I know can't do it."
Even the essence of Laplace is difficult to grasp.
Hearing the rabbit girl's praise, Angel thought to himself: Let alone other skilled illusionists, even he himself would find it difficult to replicate such an operation in reality.
Reality and the Dream Crystal are ultimately different.
The Nightmare Illusion Power, one of the fundamental forces that constitutes the Dream Crystal Plains, exerts an effect several times greater in the Dream Crystal Plains than in reality.
Therefore, even a dragon species like Nereid, with its naturally strong mental power, had its perception easily altered by Nightmare.
Rabbit Girl: "In short, what just happened was that I attacked its eyes, and it closed its eyes just like you, and its perception was unknowingly altered."
Angel nodded: "That's right, but this kind of alteration can't be too drastic. If there's a big change, it can sense it itself, so it can only be guided slowly on a small scale."
In addition, the surrounding fog obscured Nereid's vision, which gradually led Nereid to the edge.
Then, it was resolved by using the rules regarding exceeding the limits.
"Speaking of which, the final blow was dealt to Nereid by overstepping the boundaries of the shelter platform's rules. Should we take that blame?"
Just as Gray Porcelain voiced his question, a figure suddenly descended from the sky.
The newcomer appeared to be a silver-haired human with dark gray skin, but he had a pair of spiraling, upward-pointing demonic horns on his head.
Given such obvious characteristics, the other party's identity can only be that of a half-blood demon.
"I didn't expect you to be so fast..." The gray-skinned half-blood demon was none other than Montedan. His eyes were filled with surprise and doubt as he looked at everyone, seemingly still unable to believe it.
One second he was secretly observing the "Lord of Ten Thousand Games" team's operations, and the next second he was informed by the supreme divine power that he needed to perform the final score calculation.
Then he arrived at the End of the World—a real-life version of the shelter platform.
Unsurprisingly, he spotted the "Rabbit Hole" team.
Currently, only this small team has entered the real-life Nereid, so they are the only ones who can conquer Nereid.
But Montedan couldn't imagine how they managed to conquer Nereid.
The real Nereid is not as rigid as the dream version. Without some special strategies, it's impossible to beat it using only elemental gems.
In his mind, the real version of Nereid would take at least several days to complete, requiring multiple teams to act as outposts, working together to explore and find clues, in order to have a chance for subsequent teams to clear the level.
But now, in just a few hours, the "rabbit hole" has been cleared?!
"How did you do it?"
In response to Montedan's question, Angel did not answer immediately, but slowly said, "Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking questions?"
Although Angell recognized his identity, the others did not.
In the previous version of Fantasy Dream, he only sent a letter and didn't even show his face.
Montedan knew he had been somewhat presumptuous, so he took a deep breath and slowly said, "My name is Montedan. I am a half-blood demon who has just awakened, and also an observer of Nereid."