A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Thomas stopped, and all the clones around him stopped.

That is the exit of this dream.

Theoretically, a dream is a closed structure, so this wall is the boundary of the dream.

But this door...

This is the passage through which the uninvited guest came.

Thomas placed his hand on the door handle and slowly calmed his heartbeat.

If he moves forward, he will most likely enter another person's spiritual realm.

Without preparation, rashly crossing the dreamer's cognitive limit means letting one's consciousness fall into a huge "undefined" area.

That would completely lose the geographical advantage and enter the enemy's home turf.

If the other party is prepared, Thomas might walk into a trap. In the worst case, he might encounter unspeakable and terrifying creatures that linger on the edge of mortal sanity.

If the other party is not prepared, Thomas may also enter those chaotic areas dominated by the subconscious that are beyond the control of the dreamer himself and encounter various dangers.

Of course, if he was lucky enough, he would be able to infiltrate the opponent's dream, and the offense and defense would be out of place.

Just like the attack the enemy launched against him just now, he can also launch the same attack.

Thomas hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open with force.

Chapter 221 Curse 4

There was no vast darkness and chaotic shadows as expected, nor were there any terrifying abyssal rifts and nightmare monsters.

Obviously, the other party... was not prepared for Thomas' counterattack.

In other words, he had no idea that Thomas was also a dream walker like him.

It also has the ability to travel through different dreams.

What comes into view is a lush forest.

Towering trees can be seen everywhere, with huge treetops with lush branches and leaves overlapping and intertwining in the sky, blocking out the sun. Countless flowers, plants and shrubs cover the ground, and in between you can see many small bushes of varying heights and vibrant vines.

Typical primeval forest scenery, a common scene in wild lands.

When I turned around, I saw a dark cave behind me. No light could reach this side, and the cave looked like the ominous mouth of a giant beast.

He just entered this dream from here.

Thomas advanced cautiously, but a question gradually arose in his mind: Could there be a trap ahead?

But suddenly, Thomas' heart moved. He suddenly looked up in the direction that his intuition pointed to.

Between several unknown trees, in a small clearing in the forest, stood a figure with its back to him.

It was a stranger wearing a black cloak, with messy, dirty white hair hanging from the edge of the cloak, and a slightly hunched back. He had his back to Thomas and seemed to be doing something, but perhaps he was just resting against a tree.

Thomas strode forward and grabbed the flintlock in his hand.

The sound of him stepping on the grass startled the other person, and he turned around. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could sense the panic in his eyes.

"You...how could you...how is it possible!"

He panicked and turned to run.

Thomas raised his hand and fired a shot.

The bullet hit him, sending a burst of blood and he fell to the ground.

However, it looked like the blow didn't hit the vital part, and the opponent was still able to struggle and sit up half of his body.

"I see... You've always relied on bullying others." Thomas began to understand. "Is this the true nature of the curse?"

"You... How is it possible! Are you also a priest of Marlowit?"

"No, no!" Thomas looked at the other person. Perhaps subconsciously, perhaps instinctively, he turned his gaze to something else. It was the tree he had just leaned against.

A towering tree that is big enough for a person to hug.

This person is not the key.

This tree is it!

Thomas didn't know why, but he knew it.

"Without Marlowit's protection, how could you possibly travel through different dreams?"

Thomas ignored him and unsheathed his sword.

In the dream world, all swords, guns, bows and crossbows, all protective weapons are meaningless. These are just "appearances". The real thing is the human spiritual power beneath these appearances.

In the realm of dreams, you can literally dismantle a Gundam with your bare hands. As long as your mental strength is strong enough!

Thomas, who practices the secret art of Steel Soul, has almost reached the limit of human spiritual power.

So even though he was holding a sword instead of an axe or saw, it didn't matter at all.

……

The atmosphere in the box became increasingly solemn.

Everyone in the Wolf's Lair was watching the "master" chanting some spell in a dreamlike state.

His voice is like a bug, forcibly crawling into your ears, making you extremely uncomfortable. But you just can't ignore it.

This master is quite capable!

Although everyone felt uncomfortable... they didn't dare to leave.

From the outset, it was clear that a curse wasn't an instant kill. It wasn't like the curse would just be recited and the victim instantly died. The curse took time to work, and that time varied from person to person.

It is said that some cursed people with strong vitality can resist for a long time, even for several days.

If during this time, an external force attacks the caster or breaks the caster's casting state, unpredictable consequences will occur.

This is the shortcoming of the curse.

Although the curse is powerful, it cannot be used against those in power, especially those with great influence, such as the Grand Duke.

Otherwise, once their men sense something's amiss, they'll immediately summon a magician. The prophecy spell will directly find the target. Before you can even curse the target to death, a large group of them will already be on your doorstep.

But it is very suitable for dealing with types like Shadow Wolf, who are very powerful but alone.

He may be very tenacious and persist for a long time.

But it doesn't matter, because they have already made it clear in advance that the Diplomat Hotel will not disturb them.

They will have plenty of time.

The master lowered his head, and suddenly, he raised his head.

"How...how did you know?" he asked in a trembling voice.

Even the foxes and wolves were startled.

But although the master looked forward, his eyes were blank.

The eyes are not focused on the room or even in front of them.

What he saw with his eyes was not something from the material world at all.

"How do you know it's just a temporary mental entity created to protect itself?" he demanded.

It was like there was an invisible person standing in front of him and talking to him.

There was a slight tremor in his voice.

"Master..." the fox wolf spoke, but at this moment, the one-eyed wolf intervened in time, stood in front of her, and signaled her not to make a sound.

Cursing is a precise ritual that cannot tolerate any interference from outside forces. They had been warned of this long ago.

It's just a sudden accident and I'm in a hurry.

“…like this…so…like this…” The master murmured softly to himself, and then his whole body slowly collapsed and finally fell to the ground.

Even my breathing slowly calmed down.

Complete peace.

After a long time, seeing that the master didn't move, not to mention the fox and wolf, even the one-eyed wolf couldn't hold back.

"Master! Master!" He stepped forward and gave two gentle pushes.

The master didn't move.

He used his hand to feel the master's breath, but found that he had already died.

Now only the corpse is still warm.

Several other people stepped forward, but the objective fact was unquestionable - the master of the curse was dead.

When casting a spell to kill prey, for unknown reasons, he suffered backlash and died.

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Author's words: Thank you to the readers, Mr. Shi Zicheng, for the generous reward. I will add two more chapters today.

Chapter 222 Secret 1

Several people looked at each other, but they were all shocked.

"I suspect," the one-eyed wolf said, "that one of the magical items he carries has the power to resist the curse!"

This is a very reasonable inference.

Curses are only used in barbaric and backward places, but are not popular in civilized places... The reason behind this is definitely not that curses are not useful.

But the killing curse is unreliable.

For example, if the opponent has magical defenses, then the killing curse will be difficult to work.

Forcibly activating a killing curse will result in backlash.

"Sure enough, the special envoy sent by the Wolf Lord..." Fox Wolf finally spoke. "He's no ordinary person!"

Fortunately, this was the backlash of the curse. As long as we dealt with everything at hand, there wouldn't be any aftereffects.

"How to deal with it?" someone asked.

"Throw it into the Volkhov River." The fox wolf frowned in annoyance.

"No, that's not appropriate," the one-eyed wolf suggested. "Put it in a leather bag and burn it outdoors. It's a little more complicated, but it's safer. Burn all his utensils and belongings with it."

His proposal was unanimously agreed by everyone.

On the other side, in another corner of the city, Thomas opened his eyes.

The interweaving of dreams and reality brought a strong sense of unreality. Thomas stood up, walked to the window, looked at the starry sky and the moon in the distance, and then slowly came back to his senses.

So... you can do this?

The world is fair. When you can hurt someone with a sword, generally speaking, the other party can also hurt you with a sword.

If you kill someone through a dream, it is equivalent to others killing you through a dream.

In front of Thomas, who also understands dreams, the final battle will become a spiritual confrontation between the two.

In this kind of confrontation, it is almost impossible for Thomas, who has practiced the art of Steel Soul, to lose.

But winning is not that easy.

The reason they were able to easily win this time was ultimately because their opponent made a huge mistake. Or, in other words, they were too arrogant.

The sorcerer created a temporary mental entity to protect himself.

To put it bluntly, it is just setting up a false target for the enemy.

Once the enemy's attention is focused on the target, his true self can remain hidden and unharmed.

But Thomas had the ability to see through all disguises, and no tricks in the dream could be hidden from him. As a result, he easily found the enemy's true location.

This trick, which was actually very clever and cunning, turned out to be his own death warrant.

If it's a different enemy... there's actually nothing much to say, just fight it head-on.

If you really want to win and destroy the enemy, it will be a long battle.