Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 172 - 2 Nightmare Wizard World
Chapter 172: Chapter 2 Nightmare Wizard World
“Can’t get out?”
Richard looked at Ulysses, seeking an explanation.
“Ulysses, what exactly is going on? Why have I ended up in this so-called Nightmare Wizard World?”
“Ah, well… that… an accident, an accident.”
Ulysses was somewhat evasive, but under Richard’s persistent questioning, he finally divulged the reason.
“You came here because of a disturbance in the Earth Veins’ magnetic field, which caused a spatial rift in the Insect Nest World, and this spatial rift quite coincidentally leads to the Nightmare World. Your soul was dragged into the Nightmare World by the Nightmare Red mist.
...
However, because you are a wizard, not a native creature of the Insect Nest World, the Nightmare Red mist sent you to the current Nightmare Wizard World.”
“Sent to the Nightmare Wizard World…” Richard murmured, his expression somewhat dazed. Even with the use of Floating City for Star Realm travel, the Insect Nest World was more than a year’s journey from the Wizard World, yet he had arrived in the Wizard World in what felt like just a dream.
“How long have I slept?” Richard asked absently.
“About three hours, because you entered the Nightmare World; the fluctuations between you and that group of furballs were disrupted, and they immediately notified me. I came out of the Secret Realm right away.”
“Three hours to travel such a distance… the rules of the Nightmare World really are magical.”
After marveling at the rules of the Nightmare World, Richard calmed down and continued to ask,
“So how do I get out?”
“Ah, based on my last experience, you now need to collect the Power of Nightmare. Once you gather enough, the Nightmare World will detect you as a foreign object and expel you.
This is also the most stable way to leave the Nightmare World.”
“How long did it take you last time?”
“Ah… over three hundred years.”
Richard frowned slightly; three hundred years was a considerably long time for a One Ring Wizard, whose maximum lifespan hovers around one thousand years, though few ever reach that age.
Just as few humans live to see over a hundred years of age, despite it being within the theoretical lifespan.
“Isn’t there a faster way?”
“Ah, there is, if you’re lucky and come across a Dream Gate, you can get out directly. But the probability of that…” Ulysses did not continue, presumably because the odds of a Dream Gate appearing were very small.
Richard thought for a moment and then asked, “You can enter but can’t take me out? Is your soul still recovering from injury?”
Ulysses shook his head, “Ah, first of all, I am merely a soul projection here, my soul remains in the Material World. Secondly, my abilities aren’t in this area. If I were like our elder who likes playing with incense,
even with the strength of a Level 1 Creature, I could pull you back using the Power of Faith.”
Seeing this, Richard could only reluctantly accept the reality.
“Tell me how to collect the Power of Nightmare,” Richard resignedly said.
It seemed his luck had been completely drained by his previous series of encounters.
No wait, how can a wizard believe in luck?
It’s all about probabilities!
“Ah, this part’s easy.” Ulysses floated in front of Richard, “You just need to find a wise being from the Wizard World’s projection in the Nightmare World and scare them in their dream.”
“That sounds fairly simple,” Richard nodded.
“Ah, but this method is slow. After you accumulate some Power of Nightmare, don’t keep doing that; otherwise, you’d keep collecting until you die of old age,” Ulysses continued, “Every wise creature in the Nightmare World possesses Power of Nightmare,
and you can plunder this via certain methods.
New novel chapters are published on freewёbn૦νeɭ.com.
The simplest way is to eat them, but those high-tier nightmare creatures generally opt to farm lower-level nightmare creatures and have them periodically surrender a type of Nightmare Crystal condensed from Power of Nightmare.
Swallowing these Nightmare Crystals is also a fast way to acquire Power of Nightmare.”
“So, you’re saying… the creatures of the Nightmare World have their own society?” Richard pondered.
“Ah, that’s one way to put it. According to the language of the Wizard World, those high-tier nightmare creatures should be called Nightmare Lords.”
Richard nodded and then asked a final question,
“How should I deal with these nightmare creatures? This world feels… very strange.”
As he spoke, Richard raised his hand, and a black fireball appeared in his grasp.
“The rules of this world aren’t much different from those of the Wizard World; I can still use spells, so can these nightmare creatures be killed by my spells, or do I need to use the Power of Nightmare to deal with them?”
“Ah, yes, the Nightmare Wizard World is a reflection of the Wizard World, so all the rules are the same, just with additional exclusive rules of the Nightmare World. Those nightmare creatures, when attacked by spells, will still be injured.
But the abilities of nightmare creatures are myriad and strange; to counter these abilities, Power of Nightmare is indispensable.”
“Alright, that clears everything up,” Richard waved his hand, satisfied that nightmare creatures could be killed with spells.
“Let’s go find some unlucky creature to collect some Power of Nightmare.”
…
The environment of the Nightmare World was incredibly peculiar, as if all the creatures had taken on bizarre forms.
Walking through the wilderness, Richard plucked a flower from a nearby bush; it had yellow petals and looked quite ordinary, but at the center of the flower, there was a wrinkled baby face.
Richard lightly touched a human face, and the face let out a piercing cry, much like that of a real baby.
Moreover, as one flower began to cry, the entire patch of flowers around Richard seemed to awaken, with the dense sound of infant cries overlapping each other, like the wails of evil ghosts from hell.
Throwing the face-like flower into his sleeve, Richard hastily flew across the meadow.
Due to the special rules of the Nightmare World, Richard had nothing on him except his clothes, which also meant he was without the Magic Pocket, a spatial tool.
However, according to Ulysses, as long as he possessed the Power of Nightmare, Richard could use it to conjure a Magic Pocket, its miraculous nature even more exaggerated than the Power of Faith.
The Power of Faith merely caused the giant insect to stop, whereas the Power of Nightmare materialized an object, and it was a finely made Magic Tool.
The Wizard World was vast, filled with a multitude of uninhabited areas, and Richard, located in an unknown wilderness, could only search aimlessly like a headless fly.
Soon, the blood moon set.
Daylight arrived.
A black sun slowly rose from the eastern horizon, this sun looking like a black hole that devoured stars, its center pitch dark while the edges gleamed with a white light.
Richard glanced at it, then his gaze was caught.
Was there something in the center of this black sun?
A line? No, considering the size of the black sun, that line should be bigger than a mountain range.
But as Richard watched longer, a black flame suddenly ignited around him.
The black flame emanated a terrifying heat, but Richard seemed to feel nothing, still mesmerized by the black sun.
Noticing something amiss, Ulysses suddenly exclaimed, “Caw, don’t look at that thing!
That thing is alive!”
Ulysses’s voice seemed to carry some power; following his warning, Richard snapped out of it like waking from a dream and quickly averted his gaze.
As he shifted his gaze, the black flames around him instantly vanished.
“Was that a nightmare creature?”
Richard asked worriedly, realizing he had almost been burned to death by merely looking.
The abilities of these nightmare creatures were truly frightening.
“Caw, what’s that?” Ulysses casually said, “The Nightmare World isn’t the Material World, anything is possible here.
Perhaps the place we are standing is actually a part of some nightmare creature’s body.”
…
The lesson of the black sun deepened Richard’s understanding of the Nightmare World, making him extremely cautious on his quest to find intelligent creatures.
After nearly three days of searching, Richard finally found a village in the wilderness.
Finding a village meant he could find more human settlements nearby.
However, when Richard entered the village, he found it completely deserted.
This village was unlike any other he had seen in the wilderness; the houses, roads, and wells were all intact, and the houses were furnished.
Logically, this village should have housed at least a few hundred people.
“Caw, maybe it’s related to time,” Ulysses suggested. “The alternation of day and night is one of the rules of your world; perhaps this rule has interacted with the Nightmare Rules in some way.”
Richard nodded, Ulysses’s words echoing his own thoughts.
Most creatures in the Wizard World start their activities at sunrise and rest at sunset, and dreams could only happen at night.
Thus, it made sense for the alternation of day and night rules to interact with the Nightmare Rules.
Richard found a room in the village and sat down, quietly waiting for the blood moon to rise.
Three hours later, the black sun set, and the blood moon rose.
An imperceptible change occurred in the village.
The whole village seemed to undergo a slight transformation.
Richard sat in the room and quietly opened his eyes.
Although meditation was impossible in the Nightmare World, sleep was exceptionally effective.
Richard had only slept for fifteen minutes, yet he felt as refreshed as if he had meditated.
With the blood moon rising slowly, the whole village gradually came alive.
One by one, strange creatures emerged from the nooks and crannies of the village, their forms resembling poorly crafted Synthetic Beasts made by inept Wizard Apprentices; they looked both bizarre and disgusting.
Ulysses pointed out these little creatures to Richard, saying,
“Caw, these little things are the lowest level of intelligent creatures in the Nightmare World—Nightmare Spirits. They have very low combat ability and are one of the most common nightmare creatures here.”
As he spoke, one of the Nightmare Spirits came up to Richard and loudly asked,
“Big guy, how come I’ve never seen you before?
You came from outside, right?”