Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1274 - 352 Traceless_3

"Lily, there’s no need for you to make a move!" Liu Zhenhan saw Yi Tiao flying back, followed by a string of cold laughter.

Yi Tiao gracefully landed on the ground, holding a Light of Wish Mirror Cannon level in her hands. Inside the transparent cannon body, the Morning Star Gem was gathering strands of light onto the pyramid-shaped diamond at the center.

The shadow clone closed its eyes in pain after just one glance at the mirror cannon, which resembled a beautiful piece of art.

After a moment, its eyes snapped open again, glaring at Liu Zhenhan with resentment and despair.

"Let me leave you with one last word!" Liu Zhenhan smiled and waved his hand, "The road to Po Yi is fraught with hardships. Please save a spot for Rommel!"

Suddenly a mixed beam of black and purple shot out from the eyes of the shadow clone, silently penetrating Liu Zhenhan’s forehead. Almost simultaneously as it released the beam, the shadow clone burst into a chaotic cloud of black fluff, disintegrating quietly upon hitting the ground and disappearing without a trace.

"Damn!" Liu Zhenhan jumped in fright, frantically patting himself all over.

Including Cui Beixi and Ji Sikaibi, Liu Zhenhan had now suffered three times from the focused beam attack, with each time having more serious consequences, almost frightening him into having PTSD.

After checking himself several times and not finding any anomalies, Liu Zhenhan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shadow Assault" could control one’s body but not the mind. Casually casting a couple of lower-level magics should have been no trouble for the Puskas imam, and Liu Zhenhan wasn’t worried about any magical sneak attacks. His "Water Elemental Mermaid Shield" had top-notch alarm capabilities and, together with the surface-layer "Turtle Absorb Water Barrier Shield," the two dual cultivation barrier shields and a thick layer of "Crown Thorns Armor" should suffice for protection—anything less would be ridiculous.

The fact that neither of the two grand barrier shields had intercepted the attack proved that the beam fired by the shadow clone before its self-destruction wasn’t an offensive spell at all. Since it wasn’t an offensive spell, Liu Zhenhan had nothing to fear!

"Why did this thing kill itself?" Yi Tiao held the mirror cannon in confusion. She had wanted to experience firing it, but before she could take a shot, the enemy had conveniently vanished.

"Richard, is anything the matter?" Everyone asked anxiously.

"I’m fine!" Liu Zhenhan waved nonchalantly. Others might not know, but he was quite complacent. At worst, the shadow clone had just cast a curse-related spell, and Liu Zhenhan, a professional when it came to curses, wasn’t worried—a curse more or less made no difference to him, as he was immune to the boiling water of fear.

"Tell me! What exactly was the curse-related spell that the Puskas Imam cast before self-destructing?" The Seven-Colored Dragon demanded, gazing intently at the captive imams.

"It was... it was the ’Eye of Spring Dream’..." One of the slightly more mature imam captives swallowed nervously, speaking cautiously.

"What a seductive name!" Yi Tiao’s eyes lit up, and Guoguo made facetious faces at Liu Zhenhan while whistling frivolously.

"What kind of curse is this?" Many master-leveled individuals present hadn’t heard of this spell, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"It’s not a curse." The captive imam shifted evasively, mumbling for a while before saying, "It is the divine ability bestowed upon Puskas imams, with only two opportunities to use it in a lifetime. The first is when bestowing it upon a disciple, and the second is to perform a transference at the cost of one’s life..."

"Cut the crap and tell me what the ’Eye of Spring Dream’ is for!" Liu Zhenhan frowned.

"It’s the way Puskas imams communicate with the Otherworld known as the Dream Realm." The imam captive swallowed another gulp of saliva.

"Dream Realm?" Not just Liu Zhenhan, even the other magic masters were stunned. The known Otherworlds of the Aegean Continent included the Netherworld, Dragon Realm, Demon World, Abyssal World, but as for the Dream Realm...

"Each Otherworld has a tenuous connection with our world, allowing transit through hidden methods. Puskas imams can use their divine ability, the ’Eye of Spring Dream,’ to forever link someone to the Dream Realm." The captive imam paused, seeing Liu Zhenhan’s displeasure, quickly explained, "It means that from now on, you’ll always dream. Every time you sleep, you’ll dream, and the dreams you have will take place in the Dream Realm!"

"There are plenty of people who dream when they sleep!" Vieri rolled his eyes on the side. Every time he dreamt, it was about honey, strawberries, and beauties like Pier—very normal.

"The ’Eye of Spring Dream’ bestowed by Goddess Moni is an ability that Puskas imams bless each other with. Its effect is that every night, upon falling asleep, you will gain the lifelong companionship of a beauty from the Dream Realm in your dreams... It is also a way for Puskas imams to console themselves..." The words of the imam captive made several women on-site blush with embarrassment.

Hearing this, Liu Zhenhan nearly fainted.

Yi Tiao and several guards laughed so hard they fell to the ground, pounding the floor incessantly.

Imam Abdullah had paid with his life to transfer such a God-granted mystical ability, and it turned out that it was just to help his boss have dreams every night. What kind of curse was that? It sounded like incredible good fortune!

"If Imam Abdullah is pushed to the brink, he could also bestow this God-granted mystical ability upon an enemy, and in that case, they would be forever entangled by the beauties of the Dream Realm... Once that enemy has substantial dealings with a resident of the Dream Realm, they would sooner or later be drained of their life force and die," the captured Imam Abdullah added another sentence.

Yi Tiao and several palace guards couldn’t muster a smile anymore.

"Damn it!" Master Puskas cursed, his face ashen, while Master Aymar and Master Stefano were frowning.

"What’s wrong?" Liu Zhenguan grew a bit nervous and asked.

"What beauties of the Dream Realm! They’re succubi!" Master Puskas said with a wry smile, "You should be familiar with that name, right?"

Liu Zhenguan was stunned.

He didn’t know about the Dream Realm, but he was familiar with succubi.

On the Aegean Continent, records about succubi could be found in many books.

Succubi often appeared in men’s dreams as beautiful women, while occasionally succubi in the guise of handsome men appeared in women’s dreams.

They were said to have breathtakingly beautiful appearances and an irresistible charm that made you "Can’t Help Falling in Love." Once a succubus entered your dreams, you would be hopelessly smitten and want to make love to it.

Of course, the end for someone entangled by a succubus was miserable — drained of their vitality to death.

Succubi were impossible to drive away, because they only appeared in your dreams. As if anyone could chase them away!

"This..." Liu Zhenguan didn’t know what to say. He wanted to laugh, but somehow he couldn’t.

The Imams of the sacred texts were all eunuchs, so even if they entered the Dream Realm, they couldn’t mate with succubi, and without mating, naturally, they wouldn’t lose any vitality.

Since succubi in legends have an overwhelming charm that made people fall in love with them involuntarily, the "Eye of Spring Dream" was essentially a God-granted mystical ability that found the Imams virtual wives in their dreams.

But to have a completely normal man enter the Dream Realm and encounter a succubus...

Liu Zhenguan cursed eighteen times in a row under his breath.

"Richard, from now on, you’ll have to rely on your own self-control! Ah... This goddamn mystical ability..." Master Puskas clicked his tongue, rubbing his temples vigorously, a severe headache overtaking him.

"You worry too much, teacher!" Master Stefano said with a faint smile, whispering into Saint Chiao’s ear, "Your son-in-law claims to be the Night Watcher. If he could pass the trials of the Drow Elves, will he really be unable to resist a mere succubus?"

Master Puskas’s eyes lit up, sharing a knowing look with Master Stefano, and they both burst into hearty laughter.

The clear cry of the Fire Phoenix interrupted everyone’s wild thoughts, and suddenly, the head priest Mourinho leaped down from the saddle of the phoenix and bowed towards the gate of the royal city.

"Boss!" General Pan’s voice boomed before he was even in sight, "Princess Nancy and Caliph Abdullah have been brought!"

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My wife’s birthday was yesterday, so from tonight onwards, updates will resume as normal.

Today’s 999 words are to make up for the slower updates these past few days.