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"So, Your Excellency the Prophet, what does this have to do with meat-eating stingrays?"
"Is that its name, 'Carnivorous Stingray'?"
The moth prophet chuckled wryly, sighed, and whispered:
"The Void Ray, after all, was born from the void..."
"Wait, what the hell?" Latis suddenly realized, gave the ray a strange look, and muttered, "This guy isn't a god either, is he?"
Looking at Latis's expression, the ray put its hands on its hips and shouted defiantly:
"wee? Wee!"
"Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't. No one knows what the gods were like in the beginning. Even if the Void Ray isn't a god, it was enough to carry the aura of the void and briefly suppress the will of the Supreme Radiance with the power of the god's origin."
Upon hearing the Moth Prophet's explanation, Latis instantly understood and murmured:
"Should we make this guy a vacuum cleaner from now on, to suppress the scattered will of light...?"
He paused for a moment, glanced at the indifferent-looking ray, sighed, and finally asked:
"What if we don't use that method?"
The moth prophet gazed at the crowd silently for a moment, then smiled and said:
"Another way is for you to take your tribe's sacred artifact, the 'Dream Nail,' and search for demons possessed by the light along the way. Use their dreams to guide you to the location of the Supreme Radiance, and finally defeat it and seal it away."
"Defeat a god...?"
Latis pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly and asked:
"How exactly does this Dream Nail guide us to the location of the Supreme Radiance?"
"The Dream Nail allows you to enter the dreams of living beings."
The Moth Prophet paused, took a deep breath, and said:
"And dreams are the realm of the gods. The dreams of all demons possessed by the will of light are linked to the divine realm. Therefore, the Dream Nail was once called the 'Guide to the Divine Realm.'"
Chapter 415 The Radiance Celebration Hundreds of Years Ago
"Dreams... are the divine realm?!"
Latis asked, somewhat surprised.
He had heard of the concept of a divine kingdom when he traveled to the United Nations in Yanium during the simulation, but he never expected that the divine kingdom was just a dream.
"It should be said that the divine kingdom is rooted in dreams. Within the divine kingdom, the gods possess almost limitless power and can control everything within the dreams."
The moth prophet, as if pondering something, sighed softly and said:
"Most demons possessed by light reside within the divine realm of supreme radiance. Therefore, by using the Dream Nail to peer into their dreams, you will learn the whereabouts of this divine realm."
"Is the destination of the divine kingdom the location of the Supreme Radiance itself?" Latis pondered for a moment and asked.
"If we want to curb its behavior of releasing light, is it necessary to fight it?"
"To subdue the gods in their kingdom does not necessarily require war."
The Moth Prophet's words startled Latis slightly, but before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the Moth Prophet continued with a smile:
"But the Supreme Radiance is a deity capable of transforming 'pure light' into 'primordial light,' and ultimately merging its fighting will completely into that light. I think, for it, battle is indispensable. Fortunately, for the six of you, you can share the pressure of the dream with your own will, which is perhaps a blessing in disguise."
"...Well, it's a bit of a difficult situation no matter how you look at it."
Latis shook his head and couldn't help but complain:
"However, Your Excellency the Prophet, I sense a certain arrogance about you. This Radiance has wreaked havoc on most of the underground world!"
"I know."
The moth prophet swayed its antennae, its shadow flickering slightly in the firelight, and it chuckled softly:
"However, it was still part of our moth tribe... The joy that existed during those long years has never faded, so we have long since forgiven its mistakes."
"Forgive? Wait..."
Latis's brow twitched, and he suddenly realized something was wrong. His expression changed instantly, and he stood up.
"Take this nail of dreams and seek the supreme radiance, young man."
The Moth Prophet watched Latis approach silently and said with a smile:
Tell it that even if it has gone astray, the light will not be extinguished...
"Your Excellency the Prophet, please wait..."
Before Latis could finish speaking, he saw the Moth Prophet slowly release the Dream Nail from his hand, and his vision blurred as the surrounding scenery became indistinct.
……
"hiss……"
Latis slowly opened his eyes and met a pair of large, dark gray eyes.
"Ok?"
He was stunned for a moment, then heard the pair of large eyes exhale muffledly and call out:
"Uh-huh!"
"Oh, it's a stag beetle..."
Latis then realized that he was still on the stag beetle's back. His teammates all looked like they had just woken up and were still in a daze. The stag beetle was sitting on the ground, its six legs shaking idly, as if it had been waiting for some time.
"Strange...when exactly did we fall asleep?"
Latis muttered something to himself, glanced at Snyder who had already woken up in his arms, thought for a moment, and asked:
“Miss Snyder, do you remember our visit to the Moth Prophet just now?”
Snyder, who was staring blankly at the marks he had left on Latis, shuddered upon hearing this, his face flushed red as he looked at Latis and whispered:
"Master, I remember..."
"So it seems we all entered the same dream... the power of the divine kingdom?"
Latis hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Snyder, who was inexplicably fidgeting with her sleeves. He unbuckled his seatbelt, reached out to wipe the drool from the corner of her mouth, and then jumped out of the car with her in his arms.
"Ugh!"
A look of panic and embarrassment flashed across Snyder's face. His legs went weak as Latis put him on the ground. He instinctively grabbed Latis's sleeve to steady himself and quickly pulled up his mask to cover his face.
"?"
Latis scratched his head, completely clueless about what Snyder was up to.
dong dong!
Latis looked back and saw that the two pairs of knights, one big and one small, had also jumped down. They looked at each other and nodded in tacit agreement to indicate that they were all fine.
"It seems the real situation is probably different from what we just experienced..."
Latis took a deep breath, seemingly already having some guesses in his mind. He turned to look at the entrance of the tunnel, patted the antler beetle beside him, and said:
"Dude, wait here for us for a bit."
"Hmph." The stag beetle whimpered, its legs shaking, then folded them back under its body and turned to stare at them.
Latis straightened his robes, paused, and said:
"let's go."
……
……
In the pitch-black corridor, the group ran quickly towards the end. Jennifer, holding a ball of light that illuminated the surroundings, followed beside Latis, frowning as she called out:
"Lazi, do you remember what we saw before? The torches on both sides of this corridor were still lit then, but now they're all out."
"I remember," Latis replied in a deep voice. He glanced at the girls behind him who had fallen behind, turned around, picked up the three of them, silently cast a light spell, and then rushed out dozens of meters in one step with a bang, arriving at the end of the corridor in a few seconds.
The door was slightly ajar, but there was no firelight behind it.
Latis put down the three girls who were used to being carried away, looked at the gate, and stroked his chin.
A whooshing sound came from behind. Latis turned around and exchanged a glance with the great knights who had caught up with him, and sighed.
"It seems that what I saw in my dream was all fake."
"Hornett said in a deep voice, then took two steps forward, letting her slightly open cloak reveal her waist, which was laden with weapons. She raised her hand to touch the door, closed her eyes briefly, and said:
"The entire moth tribe was shrouded in darkness, with only a few scattered points of light."
Latis crossed his arms and nodded. Holnet's perception of darkness was still very keen. Since she said so, it seemed that his guess was indeed true.
—The moth tribe has indeed perished.
He rubbed his forehead. Although it was a little unsettling to see this happening right before his eyes, he knew he had to accept it.
Amidst the scraping sound of the gate being pushed open, the group entered the Moth Tribe's plaza. Under the illumination of the divine magic, they looked at the enormous, now extinguished torch in the center of the plaza.
According to the Moth Tribe, that seemed to be their sacred fire.
Latis shook his head and looked around.
The once radiant stone statue had long since decayed, and the great sword beside it lay collapsed all around.
The moths, slumbering in their dreams, had long since dried up, leaving only a pair of light, fluttering wings. These wings slowly rose in the breeze stirred up by the people walking by, turning into a pile of dust.
Latis sighed, activated his flight spell, and carried the girls straight to the top floor.
Opposite the dark and deep sacred torch, the Moth Prophet in the cave, her head radiating a lava-like light, sat quietly on the ground. Before her, a half-meter-long, crystalline bone nail lay perfectly intact.
Latis entered the cave, picked up the bone nail from the ground, and glanced at the corresponding description on the simulation panel.
【Dream Nail "Guide to the Divine Realm" (Can be Synthesized): Can cut through the veil between dreams and reality, allowing entry into the divine realm hidden deep within dreams. Dream Nails can collect the essence of remaining wishes and dreams.】
"Bah..."
A faint scraping sound came from in front of him. Latis looked away from the simulation panel and towards the source of the sound, and suddenly his expression changed in surprise.
The moth prophet, its head dripping with lava, slightly raised its head and looked at him. Its eyes, filled with light, twitched slightly, as if trying to recognize him.
Latis instinctively took a step back and placed his hand on the grimoire at his waist. However, the next second, he saw the Moth Prophet lower his head again, letting the lava-like light slowly fall drop by drop, melting into a pool of charred paste on the ground.