I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

At this moment, a White Armor Knight riding a tall steed slowly entered people's view.

He sat upright, his armor gleaming in the sunlight, as awe-inspiring as a hero. The horse beneath him had a sleek coat and steady steps, perfectly complementing the knight's demeanor.

As people saw him coming, they all stopped in their tracks and respectfully made way for him.

Kneeling on the ground, they looked at the White Armor Knight with eyes full of reverence and gratitude.

With hands clasped, they sincerely blessed the knight, thanking him for his constant protection and guardianship.

The knight's face exuded a look of satisfaction, his head held high, with a sense of indescribable contentment in his eyes.

He seemed quite pleased with this feeling of being revered by all, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Is this the master of this dreamscape?

Lis watched the knight who gradually faded into the distance, as well as the people kneeling all around him.

This Dream Space should belong to a Golden Rank Professional.

Right now, it seems like it might be a Golden Warrior?

Lis silently observed the White Armor Knight, sensing this Dream Space.

Within dreams, they are generally scenes that everyone wishes for in their hearts.

So, does this mean wanting to be the guardian of a prosperous city, enjoying the admiration of others?

But...

Lis waved his right hand, and the space before him seemed to tear open.

Scarlet bloodlight faintly seeped out of this rend.

Indeed, this Dream Space has a deeper layer!

What is hidden?

Lis chuckled, not bothering with the departing White Armor Knight, and swiftly stepped into the fissure before him.

...

This was a plain dyed with blood, where the vast and boundless land was filled with a heavy smell of blood and desolation.

Broken armor and equipment lay scattered everywhere, some deeply embedded into the earth, others half-buried in the dust blown by the wind.

The setting sun was dim, its afterglow spilling over this scarred land, adding a touch of gloom and sorrow to the brutal battlefield.

Tattered banners fluttered gently in the breeze; once the pride of the army, they now hung powerlessly like the elegy of the defeated on broken flagpoles.

The flag surface was torn, mottled in color, seemingly narrating the past splendor and present downfall.

On the battlefield lay innumerable bodies strewn about, beneath which blood had gathered like streams, trickling away.

Is this a battlefield?

Lis looked at his surroundings and the broken limbs at his feet, slightly raising his eyebrows.

According to the information he had previously obtained, this Lune Small World was entirely controlled by the Hunting Temple.

Here, the Hunting Temple was the undisputed ruler.

This means that within the small world, there weren't any opposing forces.

At most, there were conflicts between city-states, which couldn't escalate to such a level of war.

So, was this imagined by the dream's master?

Lis, a bit curious, walked towards the distance.

Soon, he arrived at the center of this battlefield.

There stood a small mountain formed by countless stacked corpses.

This mountain, soaring into the clouds, was shocking to behold; layers upon layers of blood-soaked bodies exuding a bizarre aura.

At the very top of this corpse mountain kneeled the previously gallant White Armor Knight, his figure extremely isolated in the sunset's afterglow.

This White Armor Knight looked to be in considerable distress.

His whole body was covered in blood and dirt, and the once-shining armor was now ragged, filled with deep cracks and dents.

The longsword clutched tightly in his right hand had broken in half, its tip disappeared, leaving only half of the blade tightly gripped.

His left arm was gone entirely from the shoulder, leaving an empty sleeve fluttering in the wind.

His expression was blank, as if he had lost all feeling and consciousness.

Yet, in his deep eyes was an expression of profound fear.

This fear did not come from the battlefield's brutality and bloodshed but from an indescribable agony and despair deep within him.

Indeed, it is here!

Lis looked at the White Armor Knight before him and found it to be just as he had suspected.

This Dream Space was rather unique.

The outer layer was the White Armor Knight's normal dream, his heart's desire.

But the deeper layer, as Lis saw it, was the White Armor Knight's innermost deeply hidden fear.

This fear left an intense mark in his heart, creating such a peculiar scene in the Dream Space.

Lis slowly walked up the corpse mountain, coming before the White Armor Knight, and asked, looking into his eyes:

"What's your name?"

"Igor."

Under the guidance of Lis's Power of Dreams, the White Armor Knight spoke dully.

"What's your position in the Hunting Temple?"

Lis continued asking.

"I am the Guard Captain of Zeke City in the Hunting Temple."

Igor slowly responded.

"What is the Hunting Temple preparing to do in these mountains?"

"This is the place where the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony is held, where everyone is preparing for the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony."

Lis noticed that whenever Igor mentioned the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony, there was a deep fear in his eyes.

Strictly speaking, it was when he mentioned the name "Lune".

Lis thought for a moment and decided to set this aside for now.

He continued to ask:

"What is the specific content of the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony?"

"Why do they need to gather so many children?"

"The Lune Great Hunting Ceremony will be held in those mountains, and all the gathered children will participate in the ceremony."

Igor said to Lis, his expression unchanged.

"Archbishop Karl said that everyone participating in the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony will offer everything to Lord Lune."

"In what way?"

"I don't know, we all follow the archbishop's orders."

"We are curious too, but only the archbishop knows exactly what to do."

Upon hearing his answer, Lis asked a few more times but did not obtain any more useful information.

Such high-level precautions?

It might be because it's related to Lune's Ascension, which is why it's so heavily guarded?

Lis thought about it and found this possibility highly likely.

After pausing for a moment, Lis continued to ask:

"Have you seen Lune?"

Upon hearing Lis's direct question, Igor's body trembled slightly.

After a long time, he finally answered in a low voice:

"I have."

"I saw the Lord when I was promoted to Hunting God Servant after passing the Royal City Hunting Ceremony."

Oh?

Lis furrowed his eyebrows.

If Lune is currently in this small world, it would indeed be quite troublesome.

"When was this?"

"Ten years ago; since then, I have been in Zeke City."

Ten years ago, this couldn't confirm Lune's current presence in the small world...

Lis suddenly realized he had overlooked a problem.

That is, when the Lune Great Hunting Ceremony is held, Lune himself might likely be present.

After all, such an event for him couldn't compare to an ordinary hunting ceremony.

However...

Lis can't just give up, either.

In any case, he must at least upset Lune!

At this moment, Lis sensed something and suddenly looked up.

A figure descended from the sky, landing lightly in front of the mountain of corpses.

The place where he stood seemed to freeze time, and the surrounding deathly stillness contrasted sharply with the aura he emitted.

He had a stern face, deep eyes, and a black robe that fluttered gently in the wind, like a ghost in the night, yet he exuded a presence so powerful that no one dared look directly at him.

His presence seemed to cause the very air around him to tremble.

At his appearance, Igor's entire body began to tremble violently.

Yet he did not flee, prostrating himself devoutly before the figure.

Lis looked at this person and was slightly taken aback.

Hunting Divine Son, Lune!

How could he appear here?