The Dream World.
A reflection of the World Scar, within Alka's dream realm.
In the center of the dream realm, a pillar of light persisted.
Countless powerful dream creatures surrounded the pillar of light, enclosing it like a sealed sphere, with Alka's body trapped in the center.
The ripples emanating from this place almost drew the aura of the entire dream world, influencing the entire dream.
The greatest impact was naturally within Alka's own realm.
Within the realm, the aura of the dream seemed to grow even stronger.
More mist-like creatures began to gather toward the realm, voluntarily joining this dream realm and using their power to influence the corresponding World Scar.
Alka's own growing power also drew the power of the realm, influencing the real world.
This kingdom had planted some kind of unbreakable foundation here.
Looking towards the center of those powerful mist-like creatures.
Arka floated within the pillar of light, seated on the throne.
In this dreamland, time had slipped by for who knows how long.
Perhaps days, perhaps months.
Suddenly.
The once enormous pillar of light gradually shrank, until it vanished.
And at the center of the pillar, sitting on the crystal throne, crowned, Arka opened his eyes.
The golden light no longer lingered in his eyes.
Instead, they shone like a dream, their movement moving like the currents deep within.
He blinked once more, and his eyes regained their color, returning to their normal appearance.
As Arka awoke, the powerful dream creatures around him began to depart.
Their duty, for the time being, was complete. Only Shadow Robe and Хирви remained on the floating stone supporting the throne.
And Lilu, on Хирви's back.
Shadow Robe looked at Alka. Alka seemed different, yet nothing had changed. With his strength and knowledge, he couldn't understand.
He could only nod.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty."
Alka nodded.
He sat on the throne, lost in thought.
So.
In a dream.
Breaking through the eighth stage and advancing to the ninth stage is considered godhood?
So this is the complete form of a Dream King?
Alka couldn't help but wonder.
He had always believed that in the realm of dreams, the existence of a Dream King was like that of a god in reality.
Both were equal beings in their respective worlds.
However, he knew that while he was powerful in his dreams, he couldn't reach the level of a so-called god, so he still had some doubts.
When he advanced from the eighth stage to the ninth, he felt a long-unseen barrier.
In his dreams, he was the Dream King, so logically, there wouldn't be any bottlenecks in his strength.
But in reality, he was indeed facing this barrier, and it would take time to break through.
When he broke through, everything became clear.
The Dream King's status was equivalent to possessing six pyramid-shaped treasures in reality.
These were three holy grails, two scepters, and a crown.
This was the key to the path to godhood. To truly become a god in reality, one must reach the eighth stage and undergo the ascension ceremony.
The status of Dream King also encompasses the so-called ascension ritual. As long as Alka reaches a certain level of strength, he becomes a deity within the dream.
This is the so-called breakthrough from the eighth stage to the ninth stage.
In contrast, in reality, if one obtains sufficient treasures in the eighth stage and begins the ascension ritual, perhaps this ritual will continue throughout the entire eighth stage.
Upon successful completion, he will naturally ascend to the ninth stage.
Alka infers the changes and ascension process within the dream world from the changes in reality.
After all, dreams are the other side of reality.
Although the two are relative and distant, they reflect each other, sharing a deep connection and shared rules and standards.
In other words,
Alka is now a true dream king.
In other words,
A dream god.
He ascended to deity in the dream world before he ascended to deity in reality. Alka waved his hands.
He could clearly sense his power and strength in the dream world.
His kingdom in the dream world was almost equivalent to his own divine kingdom.
"Dad, Sofia and the others are worried about you. You haven't been out for a long time."
The words beside him interrupted Alka's thoughts. He looked at Lilu on the armrest and couldn't help but ask, "How long have I been in the dream world?"
"About half a year."
"So long..."
Alka hadn't expected such a long time.
When he advanced from the eighth stage to the ninth stage, he had never imagined this would happen. It was the equivalent of ascending to godhood in the dream world. Otherwise, he would have definitely suppressed it for a while longer.
So much time had been wasted.
The figure vanished.
Then Alka appeared on the deck of the Voice of Dawn.
Jason, who happened to be walking on the deck, was so startled by the sudden appearance that he nearly attacked.
Then he saw it was Alka.
"You're finally out,"
Jason exclaimed in surprise, looking at Alka.
The moment Alka appeared on the deck, his presence was already evident.
This immediately caught the attention of everyone still on board, who rushed out.
Of course, there weren't many people on deck.
Juanlu, emerging from the kitchen, approached with a smile, and Simon, emerging from the forge.
It seemed they were the only three of them on board.
"Did it take you so long to improve your strength in your dreams?"
Alka stood there, smiling, but his smile was a little awkward.
Jason frowned and looked at him. "What's wrong?"
Alka smiled awkwardly, frowning, as if holding back something. "Quick, tell everyone on the island to return to the ship and prepare to leave. I'll go retrieve the tower."
With that, without waiting for Jason and the others to question him, he vanished from the spot and reappeared beneath the Trial Tower on a distant island.
It seemed that, due to Alka and the others' arrival, the church personnel beneath the Trial Tower had already left.
No one was on guard.
After arriving, Alka immediately controlled the elemental cards, stripping the entire tower away.
The moment Alka took action, Sofia on the island noticed something was wrong and moved, ready to transform into a meteor and fly over.
"Wait, wait, that's Alka," Jason said hurriedly.
Then, without waiting for Sofia's puzzled look to resolve, he told her to return to the ship. Alka quickly placed the tower into the small world and returned to the Voice of the Dawn.
‐‐After ensuring everyone had arrived, he immediately launched the ship and departed the island.
‐‐The islanders looked on in confusion.
‐‐The ship had been docked on their island for six months; they were used to it.
‐‐Why was it so eager to leave?
‐‐On the deck, everyone looked at Alka, who was sitting under a tree.
‐‐Lucelia could already see why Alka was so impatient.
‐‐"Are you about to break through again?"
‐‐"What do you mean by about to break through again?" Jason beside them couldn't help but ask.
Lucelia pointed at Alka. "For some reason, the magic power in his real body suddenly increased dramatically, surpassing the seventh stage.
This means he's about to advance to the eighth stage. He's holding back, otherwise he'd break through immediately."
Alka frowned and nodded, unable to speak.
He was completely suppressing it.
The moment he emerged, he hadn't expected this to happen. When he was about to advance to the ninth stage in the dream, he had brought his body with him.
Perhaps it was because he had suddenly become a god in the dream that the impact was even more dramatic than the eighth to ninth stage advancement.
Although dreams are different from reality,
Alka is human.
Soul and body are closely connected.
How could the advancement of soul and spirit not affect the body?
Furthermore, his body had been trapped in a dream for the past six months, so it was inevitable that it would be affected.
So he himself hadn't realized that his body had already absorbed enough magic power in the dream, on the verge of breaking through to the eighth stage.
However, due to the loss of magic power, although the spiral within him had formed, there was not enough magic power to replenish it.
That's why his expression was strange when he emerged.
The depleted magic power within him, the magic power that was about to exceed the demand, formed a violent vortex, frantically absorbing the surrounding magic power. It had almost become an instinct for his body.
If it weren't for Alka's spirit and soul, which had already reached the pinnacle of godhood in the dream, forcibly controlling his body's instincts,
He would have absorbed the magic power around the island right then and there. The disaster he caused would have surely destroyed the island's settlement.
That was definitely something he didn't want to see.
That's why he held it in.
"Dawn's Voice, hurry up! Speed up!" Sofia shouted.
Although Dawn's Voice was already moving fast, it couldn't help but increase its speed even more after hearing this.
Everyone else used their abilities to help increase their speed.
Alka was still holding back.
Finally, the ship, fueled by its immense speed, traveled a hundred kilometers in a short time.
It's hard to imagine how this was achieved.
As soon as they reached a safe distance,
Alka immediately stopped holding back.
Released the forceful suppression of his body.
The body's demand for magic power reached its peak, and a violent vortex formed in an instant, not even enough time to open the meditation stone.
Thankfully, Sofia had opened the meditation stone in time and tossed it over Alka's head.
With the Meditation Stone, the program Aka and his companions had configured for it would absorb the surrounding magic power and maintain a certain order, preventing it from becoming too chaotic and causing greater disaster.
But even so, the Meditation Stone's power was limited at this moment.
The entire ship began to roll uncontrollably.
The waves beneath their feet, once calm, became turbulent, and they felt as if they had suddenly entered the vortex of a storm.
The magic power transformed into a gust of wind at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a liquid, swirling around, engulfing the clouds in the sky and the elements of the sea.
Perhaps due to Aka's inherent elemental ability, six elements inexplicably appeared in the surroundings, colliding with each other and becoming increasingly chaotic.
Scorching mist, cold winds, and the world's thunder and lightning.
These elements gathered into solid form and began to wreak havoc around them.
In an instant, the place descended into a scene resembling apocalypse.
This time.
The sea monsters that pursued magic within the ocean dared not gather here.
The level of chaos made this place, to a certain extent, a weak point in the world.
This moment attracted certain beings, who cast their gazes here.
After all, they always seized these opportunities with precision.
Some gazes from beyond the heavens were interrupted.
But the gazes from within the world were difficult to stop.
The Devouring Mouth itself, observing the chaos of the entire world, instantly noticed this place.
In the distant storm.
A giant mouth, like a worm, appeared in the air.
Perhaps it was a caution.
Perhaps it was a test.
The Devouring Guest's clone did not immediately emerge.
Instead, it peered around, trying to figure out what was happening here. "What's going on? Why is it suddenly so chaotic here?" He was confused.
Hasn't he been doing anything lately?
Never heard of any cult of some god successfully accomplishing anything major.
And if he was right, this should be the Infinite Sea, a perfectly normal chaotic sea. What was the point of using such a large-scale operation here?
Even if it created a weak point of entry for the Abyss, this was a chaotic sea. What difference would it make if demons invaded here or not?
Before he could fully grasp the situation, the Devouring Mouth saw a pair of golden eyes staring back at him.
As those golden eyes stared at him, he felt a wave of discomfort all over his body.
As if his body's secrets had been seen through.
He had experienced this feeling before.
Before he could react, something entwined and stealthily penetrated his mind, and then his head exploded.
The fragments of the clone's soul immediately dissipated and returned to the original body.
The Devouring Mouth, now on the scar of the world, once again accepted his soul.
I wonder if it was due to the last time that caused a filtering process when accepting his soul this time.
When he accepted the clone's memories.
He stood there in confusion.
He pondered for a long time, but could not come up with anything.
And now, at the center of the chaotic storm.
Sofia and the others had given up on suppressing the chaos.
They found themselves powerless.
"Is it really that exaggerated?" Jason asked, standing on the deck, trying his best to maintain his balance.
Even the roots of the Voice of Dawn, deeply embedded in space, could not maintain the stability of the entire ship.
"It's clear that Alka's advancement this time wasn't a normal one. It could be a cascading effect of Alka's increased strength in the dream.
Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be this exaggerated," Lucelia said.
Because she had just witnessed more than just Alka's increased strength; she had also seen the connection between Alka's physical body and the dream realm grow weaker and thinner. While still solid, the bond had become thinner.
This meant that over the past six months, a significant gap had emerged between Alka's physical strength in reality and his dream realm.
This was clearly not something that could be achieved in just one stage, especially since Alka was already at the eighth stage.
So Alka must have experienced some kind of improvement in his dream, and it must have been significant, otherwise it wouldn't have lasted for six months.
We could only wait until Alka completed his advancement in reality to find out.
This chaos lasted for most of the day.
The moment Alka opened his eyes, the storm subsided, dissipating the surrounding elements and returning to a state of calm.
In just three seconds, it was as if the storm hadn't even existed. The surroundings were instantly calm.
"My God, his strength... has it become so outrageous?" Jason exclaimed, unable to contain his amazement.
He didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation disrupting his control during this moment of suppression.
He didn't even know how Alka had done it, or what kind of power he had used.
He had quelled the chaos in an instant.
So, what had he accomplished in just six months?
Jason wasn't the only one.
Everyone stared at Alka, who slowly descended and stood on the deck, their eyes filled with confusion.