I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Armitage sighed, knowing full well what the man was thinking: "It depends on their mood, because they can change their appearance at will."

After listening, Evan curled his lip in disdain and commented, "The hard work isn't good enough, it's not as comfortable as the natural kind! That's not quite right."

Armitage coughed: "Listen carefully!"

"The powers of the dream gods can only be used in the dream world. Once they reach the material world, they can only cause some disturbances in human dreams."

"But if the barrier between the material world and the dream world is breached, then these dream gods can use their powers in the material world."

"Furthermore, the dream gods in the material world cannot be killed; all dream gods that are killed will be banished back to the dream realm."

Ivan muttered to himself, "Why does this attribute sound so similar to that of a warp demon?"

Armitage explained as he parted the fog: "The gods of dreams received the protection of the Outer Gods for unknown reasons."

"The two sides have reached a fairly solid cooperation. In the Dream Realm, you must never attack the Dream Gods without cause, otherwise you will suffer the terrifying punishment of the lurking chaos."

Ivan nodded knowingly and concluded, "I understand. The gods of dreams are the lackeys of the Outer Gods."

Armitage chuckled at this simplistic categorization: "You can't say that. Many of the dream gods are quite friendly to humans."

"Of course, there are also some dream gods who are quite wicked, and they constantly yearn to descend into the material world to harvest blood and souls."

“Many extreme small religious groups believe in these dream gods.”

"They would always secretly perform all sorts of crazy and cruel sacrifices in order to bring these dream gods down upon them and gain power."

As the two were talking, the fog on both sides grew even thicker.

Visibility was less than a meter at this point, making Armitage's posture somewhat obscured.

Beyond the fog, Ivan faintly heard some sounds.

There were sounds of seawater crashing against the rocks, the sound of yellow sand swirling across the sky, and even the chirping of birds in the woods.

Armitage appeared and disappeared in the mist, and then, a dozen seconds later, Ivan was shocked to discover it.

Armitage seemed like a completely different person at this point.

After several fleeting appearances, the old, frail scholar in his sixties had transformed into a handsome and resolute young man in his early thirties.

He is tall with well-proportioned muscles.

Those dark eyes were no longer cloudy, but filled with sharpness and depth.

"Not a buddy! Who...who are you?"

Evan felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively became wary.

"Where did you hide Dr. Armitage, who is as big as me?"

The young man laughed heartily at Ivan's amusing remark.

Just as he was about to explain, the two of them suddenly felt a violent commotion in the surrounding mist.

Soon, the white mist that had been there was replaced by a sinister and twisted aura.

Immediately afterwards, a sound like the wailing of ghosts and howls seeped in from outside the mist.

Ivan instantly sensed that familiar presence: "It's that ghoul! Klaus!"

"This guy really did have his eye on me. He chased after me as soon as I entered the Dream Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of skeletal claws, resembling corpses, emerged from the distorted mist.

One after another, ghouls resembling zombies emerged from among them, revealing their festering, grotesque, and twisted heads.

In an instant, the pure white, hazy mist turned into gusts of eerie wind and ghostly fog.

A chilling voice rang out from the center of these ghouls' heads.

"Arkham! You idiot, you really don't have a brain."

As that familiar voice rang out, a hideous head, with only half a face remaining, emerged from among the ghouls.

"Idiot! Today... oh? It's you?"

Before Klaus could speak, he suddenly saw the young man standing next to Ivan.

The words he was about to say suddenly caught in his throat.

The next second, without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.

Then Armitage let out a cold voice.

"A traitor filled with lies!"

Two incredibly dazzling beams of light flashed by and pierced into the eerie ghostly mist.

The next instant was accompanied by an extremely shrill scream.

"Armitage! You just wait!"

"You just wait~~~"

With that trembling scream, the eerie winds and ghouls vanished in an instant.

Ivan turned his head and saw a huge, four-meter-tall phantom standing behind the young man.

The phantom stood there like a stand-in.

He was dressed entirely in gleaming white armor, with a full-coverage helmet on his head, only his radiant eyes were visible.

He held a shield made of books in his left hand and a longsword made of a ruler in his right.

It gives people an indescribable sense of oppression just by looking at it.

The immense pressure caused Ivan to fall flat on his backside, and then he realized that his pants were wet.

"Dude, why are you peeing again... Ugh! It's a puddle!"

I wanted to curse myself for being useless, but then I realized I had sat down in a puddle.

The fog had now dissipated.

The two were positioned on the edge of a river.

To the left is a huge river about twenty meters wide, whose waters rush and flow towards the sea.

To the right is a dense forest.

However, the leaves of these trees are not a normal green, but a strange purplish-black.

Looking up at the sky, it was a familiar, oppressive purple.

"Huh? Isn't this the sky above Grandma's Farm?"

Just as Evan was wondering, a clear, deep, and powerful voice rang out from beside him.

"Welcome to the Realm of Truth of the Supreme Being Armitage."

Ivan turned his head and saw that the young man, who bore a striking resemblance to the elderly Armitage, was now handsome and spirited.

Completely free of its previous decay and turbidity, the person now resembles a giant sword that stands tall and upright.

"The...the superiors!?"

"My goodness! Doctor! Are you and my great-grandmother on the same level?"

Ivan, ignoring his wet pants, jumped up excitedly and asked.

Armitage, now looking much younger, let out a loud laugh and casually took off his reading glasses and put them in his pocket.

"You can think of it this way: we are both in positions of power, but there are still some differences."

"I am a superior who has risen through the ranks normally through more than fifty years of cultivation and numerous battles."

His voice was full of pride and confidence.

"And your ancestor gained the power of a superior because he signed his name in a book and was willing to serve that deity as his master."

"This is why she was able to become a superior being as a witch, and why she was able to gain immortality simply by being a superior being."

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Chapter 178: The Lighthouse of Knowledge in the Dream Realm

Armitage turned and walked toward a path in the forest.

"Although my current strength is not as great as your ancestor's, my condition and stability are unmatched by her."

Ivan hurriedly followed, his eyes burning with desire, thinking to himself, "I've really managed to latch onto a powerful figure."

"Two superiors taking turns serving me? That's outrageous!"

Then he asked curiously, "Doctor! How did you suddenly become so young?"

Armitage explained as he strode forward, "Once you become a superior, your life form will undergo a qualitative leap, and your normal lifespan will extend to a thousand years."

"But because the mystery has faded and matter is abundant, the ordinary material world can no longer accommodate the high-ranking individuals who can roam freely."

"Therefore, under normal circumstances, none of the superior beings can use their full power in the material world."

"Therefore, we will choose to leave a part of our power and form in the Dreamland, and then use the remaining power to walk in the human world."

"Some of those in power simply abandoned their human form and chose to remain permanently in the Dreamland."

Evan nodded knowingly: "No wonder, I didn't expect there to be so many restrictions."

Armitage remarked, "The foundation of the extraordinary is population."

"If we were to allow such a powerful force to run rampant in the material world, the world's population would never explode."

Ivan nodded knowingly upon hearing these words; he had heard similar things from Hill before.

He followed Armitage forward, looking around at the scenery as he went.

The sky remained that gloomy purple.

Every now and then, strange black shadows could be seen flashing by at great speed, like some kind of huge flying creature darting through the cracks in space.

On both sides were towering, enormous forests.

The species of each tree is indistinguishable, and they are generally twenty to thirty meters tall.

The trunk at the base requires at least three adults to encircle it.