Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 281 Uses and Functions

Ruger drifted into a dream, where lush green grass brushed past his feet, bringing a strange sense of realism.

He frowned slightly, turned around and looked at the twin dream trees that had grown a little taller and were now intertwined. Ever since he planted them, unless he wasn't dreaming, he was always in this dream. They were like a pair of anchors. Even if he was in a different dream when he first entered the dream, he was still connected to this place and could never get rid of them. As long as he thought about them, he would inevitably see them.

Ruger gazed at the two trees, slowly walked to the base of the trees and sat down, a slight thought stirring within him.

He was able to sense the aura of the nightmare world emanating from the depths of the alley, which seemed to be not only due to the pair of wings on his back, but also because of the mysterious effect of the Dream Trees.

Ruger reached out and stroked the tree trunk.

Unlike the ugly, barkless, withered trees commonly found in the Nightmare World, these two Dream Trees have the basic appearance of a tree, only their bark is rather strange, covered with various spiraling patterns, not very dense. Some are coiled into hexagons that are almost open, while others are coiled and bent at five or even four corners. Interestingly, the spiraling patterns on one tree spiral to the left, while those on the other tree spiral to the right.

Ruger's eyes widened slightly.

As he was about to remove his hand from the tree trunk, a strange sensation arose: somewhere in the City of Burning Blood, in a certain direction, the aura of the Nightmare World reappeared. It didn't last long before the aura vanished.

Luger fell into deep thought.

Instead of immediately considering the anomaly he had noticed, he thought about the product of this magical dream transformation. When he and Raiden first obtained the Clarity Dreaming spell, they both thought it was a spell with little use. But after planting the Dream Tree, everything seemed different. In normal sleep, it turned the dream into a fixed dream, just like when the spell was cast, but without the need for maintenance, and it was conscious. He could see everything clearly, just like when he was using the spell.

This brings an advantage: he can think about problems here with a clear mind while he is asleep, and he can even try to communicate with the spiritual space and try to practice meditation.

Theoretically, it means a lot more time, but it's not as powerful as you might imagine.

Under normal circumstances, as a wizard's strength increases, most wizards will sleep less. Uncle Lenser once said that some wizards can go for years without sleeping for an experiment. The more powerful a wizard is, the less time they have to dream, and the more directly and realistically they do what they want to do.

Of course, Uncle Lenser, who was always very serious, added that, except for a few wizards who needed to sleep on special roads.

Luger pondered, while also carefully sensing.

After a period of time, in the vast city of burning blood, the aura of the Nightmare World appeared in another direction.

He curled his lips.

When he and Old Lenser returned from Blood Fortress, they heard that two bloodline modifiers had been killed in the nearby neighborhood within three days. There were also rumors that the killer specifically targeted hairy people. Now it seems that this is not the case, nor is it a simple case of robbery. It may have just happened in their vicinity, but similar incidents had already occurred in other parts of Blood City. Moreover, it doesn't necessarily have to be hairy bloodline modifiers; it's just that those hairy people must be people with obvious modification features.

A figure wearing a crooked hat inexplicably appeared in Luger's mind; it was Vito, whose fate was still unknown.

Ruger thought of that guy's unfortunate experience.

Then I thought of the petite girl, and the scene before her birth, the sacrifice of herself and her past.

Bloodborne infected are a specialty of the City of Burning Blood. Yet they have appeared in the Nightmare World.

Now they commit bloody acts in the City of Burning Blood, and create a faint, eerie atmosphere of a nightmare world around the corpses.

This made Luger's thoughts come together.

He recalled Vito's description of the infected bloodlines who split into groups and rushed to various places, their astonishing act of voluntarily sacrificing their lives, and of course, Leiden's speculation. A preliminary answer was already emerging.

The Nightmare World can correspond to the Cave World; the two worlds can correspond to each other. However, the correspondence between the two worlds may be very different. Perhaps a courtyard with a corridor of a dozen steps in the Nightmare World corresponds to a dozen mountains away. Or perhaps two towns that are far apart are just two small tree holes on two adjacent trees in the Nightmare World.

These bloodline infected individuals, with the help of certain wizards, are locating the City of Burning Blood in the Nightmare World.

The vast City of Burning Blood is bound to be difficult to locate, and what they want to do cannot be accomplished simply by determining a corresponding location. They need more information to more accurately pinpoint the location of the City of Burning Blood.

The ambush on the wizard apprentices in the City of Burning Blood may have been a way to coordinate with them, to help pinpoint their location, a sacrifice to these ugly, fanged madmen.

Ruger had no doubt that if there were enough of them, these blood-borne infected wouldn't even touch the wizard apprentices, but would instead find an empty alley every night, offer their lives, and let their spilled blood soak the cracks in the alley.

It may not be the right time yet; when they believe they should do it, they will do it without hesitation.

As Ruger thought of this, he couldn't help but think of his neighbor, the old man Casper, a formal wizard who loved to bask in the blood-red sun to suppress his petrification tendency, and who was as still as a statue.

The old statue and the black and white cat lady seem to be doing something.

When the third-ring vampire wizard from Bloodfortress arrived, the old statue-like figure swayed as he flew up to argue with them. The third-ring vampire wizard only said one thing: he promised not to interfere with what they were doing. That annoying old vampire wizard even said he didn't care about the old statue-like figure's status, but the fact that he could make such a promise to a wizard of a lower level than himself clearly showed that he had some reservations.

In the City of Burning Blood, what is most valuable?

How were those bloodline infected individuals born?

It is said that a large proportion of those infected with bloodline changed after being exposed to blood rain. So where does the blood rain come from?

When Luger subconsciously looked up, he realized that he was in a dream. Of course, because he was in a dream, he could let his mind wander more freely without fear of causing trouble.

He suddenly realized that this was also a good place to vent. For example, someone trapped in the hands of a high-ranking wizard might be filled with resentment but dare not speak out or curse, even if they were in different rooms, for fear of being noticed by the other party. At this time, they could come to the lucid dream to vent their anger and then calmly think of a solution.

It sounds a bit pathetic, but it does have some use.

(End of this chapter)