Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ke Meng’s head went blank for a moment. As if his head had another screen opened, he was looking at the sacrificial ceremony at the Dog-headed People Mountain Village and a blank, gray space at the same time.
There was nothing at all in the blank, gray space. It was empty.
It was the player’s dreamland. The player had gone offline earlier, so there was a bunch of data left behind. There was nothing. Ke Meng thought to himself, and suddenly thought it made sense.
His consciousness was floating in this gray space. Nothing was changing before his eyes as his consciousness floated for a couple of minutes. He thought it was extremely boring.
Now that he thought about it, he had two more dream skills. One was Dream Distortion while the other was Dream Dissemination.
Ke Meng looked at Dream Distortion which was now available.
“Dream Distortion: You can bend a person’s dream. The bend will be conscious distortion.”
Ke Meng tried activating the Dream Distortion skill. In the next second, there was an undercurrent flowing in the gray space. Heavy fog was rumbling while the consciousness of the original character’s body was experiencing a great change.
Ke Meng felt his control over this dreamland had increased. He could only look through the dream before, but now he could try to bend the things inside.
‘There are too few things here. How about some water and air?’ Ke Meng thought to himself.
In the next second, water vapor was produced in the gray fog. It flew out and hovered mid-air as it accumulated.
Soon, it formed a manmade blue ocean in the dreamland. It was vast and seemed to be endless.
‘Let’s have a sun here,’ Ke Meng thought.
A bright sphere rose into the sky as he thought about that. Intense sunlight shone, and soon, steam was rising on the ocean surface.
‘Some seafood now.’
Ke Meng thought about seafood while he could not help but think about those marine creatures that had gone mad in the City of R’lyeh.
As Ke Meng was going to rectify more things, the system notified him that the player’s mental power was insufficient to support higher alterations.
“Are there only so few things that I can change?”
Boss Ke stood above the ocean and looked around. Apart from water, air, sun, and some strange marine creatures, there was nothing else.
Boss Ke was very disappointed because he did not expect this skill to be so boring.
Subsequently, He activated the third dream skill: Dream Dissemination.
There was no response in the beginning, but a song was echoing in the dreamland like a choir a few seconds later. It was near and far, up and down. The voice was also very coarse.
Ke Meng did not have to do the dissemination himself when activating the Dream Dissemination skill. Instead, it was the victim whose dreamland was being distorted that had to do it.
The victim would often have nightmares. If he told the content of the nightmare to another person, the other person would begin having nightmares too.
Subsequently, the next victim would tell the content of the nightmare to another regular person. The next regular person would begin having nightmares too. The dissemination went from one layer to another.
While Ke Meng was experiencing the application of the dissemination skill, he was shocked by the dissemination mode.
Such dissemination was like an infectious disease as it spread from one to another.
To resist one’s dreamland from being disseminated, one either had to have sufficient mental resistance or to struggle in the dream. One must try their best to stay himself and remain rational. Otherwise, one would lose control easily.
‘What a powerful skill. However, they’re the players. What’s the use of this skill of mine? The players have gone offline, so they shouldn’t be affected by the game, no?’ Ke Meng mumbled to himself.
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While Ke Meng was altering the player’s dream, the sacrificial ceremony at the Dog-headed People Mountain Village went on.
The Dog-headed Priest waited where he was for a little while, then he began telling his request.
“Oh, the almighty Cthulhu, we no longer wish for the extinction of female adventurers. We’re only begging you to give us the power to seek vengeance!”
The Dog-headed People Mountain Village figured that their request was too much after the discussion they had two days ago. Their sacrifice did not match their request. Therefore, they lowered their condition this time, hoping to gain Boss Ke’s help.
The priest crawled as he was done speaking. His head remained on the ground, not daring to lift his head. He held a basin in both hands, and there was a new sacrifice placed in it.
It was an old leather glove with nails mounted on it. It had fallen into the well with the basin.
Ke Meng stared at the glove with his consciousness without any idea what that was.
The Dog-headed Priest lay still on the ground.
Ke Meng blinked, but his consciousness had yet to return to reality. It meant it was not the time for him to wake up yet.
Since he had yet to wake, he thought he would try whether he could respond to his believers’ request.
After all, the item they sent was not anything dangerous. He thought he would help them by giving the believers something to anticipate so that they would be motivated to hold another sacrificial ceremony next time.
“I accept your request,” Ke Meng said.
However, Boss Ke could not speak as his mouth was sealed by the Elder God.
Fortunately, the acceptance of sacrifice was made possible with consciousness. He sent his words over with this thought.
However, the Evil God’s Might that came with Boss Ke was sent as well through the dissemination as he murmured.
Everyone in the Dog-headed People Mountain Village heard a ringing rumbling as if the sky was going to collapse.
Their status was too low, so their abilities were limited. They could not hear all of the content of what the evil god said. They only heard 10,000 bees buzzing in their ears and it felt like their heads were about to split open.
Their bodies also shook as if there were invisible tentacles drilling all over their bodies. They felt horrible.
Ke Meng saw the people in black robes in pain through air and space. Boss Ke had no idea what happened.
‘They seem to be scared! Forget it. Let’s get down to business.’
Ke Meng began looking through his skill slot. As an evil god, He had countless skills. Naturally, there were just too many skills to give the believers power.
There was a skill called Random Gain Magic that got Boss Ke’s attention.
The skill’s description was displayed when he clicked on it.
“Random Gain Magic: A skill applicable to many targets. The targets will obtain random magic. It might be a negative gain or a positive gain since it’s random.”
‘That seems pretty good,’ Boss Ke thought to himself, so he then applied the skill to the believers.
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Countless dog-headed people in black robes outside the well in the Dog-headed People Mountain Village were trembling. Their faces behind the mask were distorted as they withstood the invisible torture.
At that moment, the ringing that messed with them mentally disappeared, and their heads stopped trembling.
However, the evil god sacrificial ceremony was too dangerous. They would not do it again. It was dangerous and the loss outweighed the gain.
When the Dog-headed Priest was thinking of retreating, a bright wave spread out with the well as the center. It scanned through the entire mountain village.
The Dog-headed Priest shook while his body grew. Strength filled his muscles.
‘What kind of power is this?’ The priest was secretly shocked. He did not expect Boss Ke to really respond to him. He had obtained a brand new power.
However, he could feel that the power was temporary and would disappear after some time.
Meanwhile, the villagers’ surprised exclaims came behind him. There was devastating wailing from some of them too.
The priest was secretly in awe, so he dared not speak.
The evil god’s gift was never safe. Some could accept it while some would be killed by it.
He was merely the lucky one among the tens of villagers.