Unstoppable Crushing: Starting from Adding Points in Dreams

Click.

In a study room in Yun Gang.

A carved window silently opens, and a figure in a black robe quietly appears.

"Are you injured?"

The questioning was tinged with a bit of undisguised surprise.

Looking around, the black bat was hanging upside down on the study's roof, soon landing to sit on a leather chair, transforming into the image of a man with a big brim hat.

Mysterious and handsome, supposedly flawless.

Yet blood drips from the corner of his mouth, his eyes are less scarlet and gloomy.

"Miscalculation."

The blood at the corner of his mouth gradually disappears, he raises his hand outward with a gesture.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Bat after bat flies in from all directions, as if diving into a stream, constantly merging into his body.

Gradually, his eyes regain some of their scarlet brightness, and the previously weak aura recovers partially.

"Tsk tsk, to be wounded to this extent, even part of your essence is missing..."

The man in the black robe laughs strangely, showing no empathy or pity, instead his eyes flash with a slight mockery.

He is well aware of the abilities of the man before him.

A power that can transform into myriad bats, dispersing and transferring part of his essence at will, creating potent clones, nearly independent of the original.

However....

"Even if your clone was killed, you shouldn't be so embarrassed, right?"

The questioning rings out again as the man in the black robe tests further.

The man with the big brim hat shakes his head at the words, lowering his hand.

Click.

The carved window silently closes, despite regaining most of his clones, he is still weakened by nearly one-third, and his strength has greatly diminished.

"He has a problem."

Squinting his eyes, he recalls the final image transmitted by his clones.

The origin meant to explode and withdraw was actually interfered by some force, forcibly held in place.

Hard to believe this came from a human.

"What do you plan to do then?"

The man in the black robe muses without further inquiry, just quietly licking his lips, looking at him greedily.

As if ignoring the subtle expression on his face, the man with the big brim hat casually gestures, releasing a black bat from within his body which then lands.

In just a few seconds, it transformed into a young, beautiful, and mysteriously charming human woman.

"If the plan fails, then opt for another scheme."

"Start by controlling a batch of people first."

....

Buzz!!

Under the blazing sun, blue sky and white clouds.

"Set off."

"Hope Mr. Feng Chen can lead them back safely."

"Best of luck..."

A group of warriors atop the city walls reveal looks of anticipation and worry, looking up at the sky, each silently sending blessings and prayers.

Upon close observation, seven or eight giant flying eagles soar over the black city walls, with at least dozens of elite warriors starting from the third rank standing atop.

"Mr. Feng Chen, our destination this trip is the Black Blade Tribe."

"The alliance army headquarters of the Snake-men is here, there might be more than one Saint present."

On the back of the giant flying eagle, Oron is fully equipped, wearing silver heavy armor as he speaks in a deep voice.

He holds a large map on a sheepskin scroll, the fierce wind causing the scroll to sway slightly.

"Hmm."

Nodding his head, Chen Feng deliberately changes into a set of sturdy black armor gifted by the Holy City, sharing the same flying eagle with the others.

The eagle is seven to eight meters in size, with brown feathers, its aura at the Fourth Order Peak level.

Through past exchanges, he learned it's a special mutant beast tamed and bred by the Holy City.

It requires a large amount of blood food and precious resources for feeding, maturity can reach the third rank, with some powerful ones having a chance to break through to the fourth rank.

Among them is an eagle king, which is Adams's mount with fifth rank strength.

"How far is it approximately?"

"It will take three days."

Oron gave the approximate journey time, Chen Feng nods, asking no further.

Everything aligns closely with his plan, the Second-time Dream got there just in time for the departure set by the Holy City.

Since deciding to deal with the Snake-man Tribe, he doesn't hesitate, directly targeting the alliance headquarters of the Snake-man army, the Black Blade Tribe.

It's the nearest large tribe to the Holy City, also the best target for quick results in striking at the Snake-men's morale.

As for the danger...

Buzz!

The White Gray Giant Statue flashes past in the clouds above, bringing a slight chill to his hand.

Looking down, there's a beautifully crafted silver short-blade dagger.

Several intricate patterns are engraved upon it, vividly it's the one previously used by Carrie, given by her personally to him before setting off today.

Upon careful perception, Chen Feng can see a trace of golden sharpness hidden within, along with a slight mental sting in his Perception.

This is the Power of the Holy Sword.

In crucial moments, he can unsheathe the dagger and wield it to strike.

He estimates the power exceeds the Sixth Order.

"I wonder how it's done."

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Chen Feng is curious about the true appearance of the Holy Sword, and also curious about the means employed by the Holy City to seal its power within this silver dagger.

Moreover.

He inexplicably feels the malice marked by the rejection of the Snake Spirit Secret Realm is swiftly fading.

As if the power of the Holy Sword concealed the causal ties, blocking a certain existence's gaze.

For a moment, he suddenly understands why Carrie brought the power of the Holy Sword to break the barrier back then, astonishing the Saint of the Snake God Temple.

Because even the Snake God Temple would be disrupted, making it difficult to track his whereabouts.

Fleeting thoughts pass as he plays with the silver dagger momentarily, finally securing it at his black armor's waist.

The group speedily flies onward, with someone glancing back at the Holy City.

They are uncertain whether they can return alive, most have already resolved to die before setting off.