Translator: CKtalon
As Lumian heard his heartbeat, a palm reached out from the open door of the black ancient tomb.
The palm showed no signs of decay or yellow bandages. Its surface was covered in gold, shimmering with a mystical hue under the dim crimson moonlight.
Upon seeing the golden palm, Lumian felt an invisible force compress his soul, instantly severing its connection to his body.
Immediately after, he realized his body had transformed into a cold, solid wall, preventing his spirit from spreading or being controlled by his consciousness.
At that moment, Lumianâs soul felt trapped in a cage, unable to escape. He could only see limited scenes through his eyes and hear relatively loud voices with his ears.
Everyone present turned into statues, frozen in place.
Faced with this situation, Lumian suddenly recalled a saying: The body is a cage for the heart, and the world is a cage for the body.
In the stillness, the only person still moving was âHisokaâ Twanaku.
The golden mask on his face emitted a hazy glow as he swiftly approached the black ancient tomb and the golden palm extending from it.
Although Lumian couldnât move or use his abilities, his soul was merely âimprisonedââit didnât affect his thoughts.
Seeing that âHisokaâ Twanaku was almost unaffected by the golden palm, Lumian quickly deduced several things.
Thereâs a high likelihood the gold Hisoka seized from Deviseâthe gold mine cityâwas used on the cold corpse in the black ancient tomb.
The item he obtained from the Nois familyâs Demon is likely the golden mask he now wears.
The former was an attempt to revive the cold corpse. Its equivalent to Francaâs mention of creating a complete body. The latter ensures Hisoka can approach the target unaffected after the cold corpseâs âresurrectionâ and achieve a certain goal.
Did Hisoka once plan to use this to control the cold corpse and attain demigod-level strength?
When 1 killed him in the real world, did the him in the dream attempt to âresurrectâ through this?
Yes, Hisokaâs Wraith power comes from the same source as the cold corpse. Perhaps thereâs a way to make the corpse believe heâs its original spirit and accept his leadâŠ
Based on the information Iâve gathered and what just transpired, humans who have received the boon of the black ancient tomb and the cold corpse can open the tomb without waking the corpse. To awaken it, an intruder must be bestowed with immortality by an invisible figure, ascend to godhood, and enter the ancient tomb.
And intruders will only be attacked by invisible figures without the Dream Festivalâs bestowed guidesâŠ
Itâs best for an intruder to remain lucid?
How did Hisoka know outsiders would participate in the Dream Festival this year and arrive at the black ancient tomb?
He didnât have such a plan to begin with? Thatâs because he didnât know he was going to die. If he canât complete his plan during this yearâs Dream Festival, the dream projection will completely dissipate in the next few months, causing him to lose his last hope of revivalâŠ
The involvement of outsiders was a pleasant surprise for him?
No, its too much of a coincidence. Reazaâs rushing over can be explained by his discovery of me investigating the Dream Festival and his worry that he wouldnât have a chance to obtain what he wants after this year. But why did Iveljsta coincidentally come to this primitive forest to investigate something? Why did two Beyonders who can remain lucid in the special dream arrive just before the Dream Festival began?
Moreover, why did the Rose School of Thought send someone to Matani in the last few mon ths of the year to gather detailed day- to â day information ?
âHisokaâ Twanaku originally planned to complete his plan during this yearâs Dream Festival. He deliberately leaked some information and clues to attract different factions of interest.
The information these factions received wasnât detailed enough. They had no choice but to dispatch personnel in advance to conduct the corresponding investigations or bribe members ofMataniâs patrol teamsâŠ
This may very well be the truth, a truth that doesnât rely on coincidence. The only thing Hisoka didnât anticipate was his demise before the Dream Festival began.
Now, the Dream Festival is his last and only hope for resurrection.
If he fails to achieve his plan, he will die completely after today!
No wonder heâs so secretive about Tizamo despite being honest about everything else in the dreamâŠ
Hisoka is truly a cunning Devil skilled at manipulating peopleâs hearts. If he hadnât been bent on killing me and his identity had given him a good opportunity to choose to stay in Port Pylos, he wouldnât have been easy to lull. Yes, if 1 had played by the book and lacked the goodwill of a high -ranking entity, 1 might have died at his hands.
The Demon of the Nois family also has designs on the cold corpse in the black tomb and wants to use the Dream Festival. Therefore, when Hisoka mentioned the Dream Festival in his dream, he was immediately attacked by the shadow⊠Among those present, who is the Demonâs minion?
Or could it be that the Demon from the Nois family hasnât arrived yet and wants to wait until the end, when the situation is clear, before taking action and completing the harvest?
If itâs just a dream projection, without the main bodyâs cooperation, there should be a huge loophole in Hisokaâs plan. Where is the loophole?
Trapped in his body, Lumian couldnât stop Hisoka. He watched helplessly as Hisoka ran to the open door of the black ancient tomb.
WaitâŠ
Since the black ancient tomb reminds me of the Samaritan Womenâs Spring, 1 can try that methodâŠ
Lumian acted without hesitation, focusing his attention on his Spirit Bodyâs right hand.
Alista Tudorâs remnant aura didnât just permeate his body!
And the Blood Emperor was closely linked to the Samaritan Womenâs Spring!
Wearing a golden mask, Hisokaâs body began to etherealize uncontrollably.
Just as he was about to grasp the hand of the corpse protruding from the black ancient tomb, he suddenly sensed an extremely terrifying, frenzied, and violent aura appearing behind him. It soared into the sky explosively, sweeping through the surroundings.
The crimson moonâs glow dimmed, and âHisokaâ Twanakuâs body instinctively stiffened, trembling violently.
Splash!
An illusory sound of water echoed from the black ancient tomb, and the golden palm seemed to be dragged back into the tomb by some unknown force.
The feeling of their souls being imprisoned within their bodies dissipated. Lumian hurriedly halted the dissipation of the Blood Emperorâs aura.
Although Amandina, Camus, Devajo, and the others instinctively felt fear, the confinement of their spirits and fixed line of sight prevented them from discovering the source of the aura that conquered everything.
Ignoring the search for the origin of the terrifying aura, the fierce-eyed Iveljsta followed his instinctive desire and retrieved an item from his hidden pocket.
It was a palm-sized rag doll, dressed in a black Gothic dress entwined with eerie vines. It had long golden hair and blood-red eyes.
The doll was sinister. Just the sight of it made Lumianâs flesh crawl beneath his skin.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The heartbeat in the black ancient tomb intensified, becoming resounding.
Beside the tomb door, âHisokaâ Twanaku felt a chill run down his spine, as if targeted by an evil being.
Instinctively, he recalled something.
Years ago, gravekeepers had found a half-withered evil heart near the black ancient tomb.
The gravekeepers believed that the ancient corpse in the tomb had been lost due to some mutation. After all, the characteristics of its power were the same, and the levels seemed similar. Therefore, they placed the heart back into the tomb.
Just a moment ago, the long-dead heart had begun to beat, but now it beat stronger and faster!
Not far from Iveljsta, Reaza also made a move.
He produced a mask.
The mask, also made of gold, bore a striking resemblance to the one worn by Hisoka. Varying shades of white and black paint adorned the eyes and face!
The difference between the two golden masks was that the one in Reazaâs hand was darker, as if touched by death.
Then, Reaza produced a human skull carved from crystal.
He placed the dark golden mask on the crystal skullâs face.
A frigid wind gusted, engulfing the crystal skull in a massive vortex. The crystal skull, adorned with the golden mask, levitated, as if it had grown an invisible body made of wind.
An intense coldness spread in all directions, condensing a layer of frost on the ground.
The man named Devajo reached behind his head and grasped something in his hair.
With a sudden tug, he ripped off his skin, along with his dark gray suit.
Devajo took on a different appearance. He had black hair, brown eyes, a cold expression, and high cheekbones. He was in his thirties or forties, dressed in a white shirt and black pants.
He flipped the human skin in his hand, revealing dense, dizzying blood embroidery beneath.
Devajo opened his mouth and spat out mouthfuls of blood, emitting a strong sulfuric smell.
The blood protruded from the human skin, forming a green-eyed man in a dark gray suit.
With a playful smile, the âmanâ approached the black ancient tomb.
Lumian quickly scanned the area, his eyelids twitching three times.
He couldnât help but criticize, Do you all possess godhood-level powers that you can utilize?Although they all seem to be one-time use⊠Are you bullying me for not having any?
Despite Lumianâs criticism, he quickly recited an honorific name in ancient Hermes.
It was Madam Magicianâs honorific name.
However, it failed to penetrate this special and hidden dream.
Lumian wasnât dejected. His goal wasnât the black ancient tomb, nor was it the cold corpse or its beating heart.
Now that he knew the whereabouts of Hisokaâs gold, there was only one thing he wanted to do.
Eliminate Hisokaâs dream projection, take away the golden mask, and let him perish completely!