Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 173 - 3 This is not the Power of Nightmare, but clearly the Power of Good Dreams
Chapter 173: Chapter 3 This is not the Power of Nightmare, but clearly the Power of Good Dreams
Looking at the Nightmare Spirit asking him questions, Richard’s face showed a hint of curiosity.
“What language is this little thing speaking, I can actually understand it.”
“Ga, this is the special language of the Nightmare World, a language known to all nightmare creatures,” Ulysses explained. “Once you have the Power of Nightmare, you will be able to speak this language too.”
Upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Richard’s face.
He had visited too few worlds and seen too little; the peculiar rules of the Nightmare World greatly amazed him.
Seeing that Richard was ignoring him, the Nightmare Spirit grew angry and waved its fangs and claws:
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“Hey, big guy, I’m talking to you! Don’t you know this is our Slap Gang’s territory!”
“Slap Gang?” Richard suddenly became interested and used Magic Hand to lift the distinct-looking Nightmare Spirit in front of his eyes.
“Little thing, is the Slap Gang your organization?”
The Nightmare Spirit, realizing it was lifted into the air, thrashed like a Suture Monster, its limbs twisting wildly.
“Let me go, let me go! You bastard, once I’m down, I’ll slap you into a pulp!”
Richard was curious, being a One Ring Wizard himself with a spiritual power of ninety points, yet this little thing showed no fear of him.
“Ga, this bunch of little things can only sense your Power of Nightmare, and since you have none right now, you’re just a big Nightmare Spirit in their eyes,” Ulysses casually explained, seeming to address Richard’s confusion.
“But this situation is only for these lower-level creatures. Slightly more powerful nightmare creatures can sense that you are a creature from another world. This is also why I advised you to gather the Power of Nightmare first.
The souls of creatures from other worlds are exquisite food for nightmare creatures, and spiritual power is even better, consuming the same amount of spiritual power is more than a hundred times stronger than consuming an equivalent amount of the Power of Nightmare.
So you must never reveal your identity in front of nightmare creatures.
Once you obtain the Power of Nightmare, you can use it to mold a body and disguise yourself, just like I do in the Material World. As long as no Lord of Nightmares appears, your identity will be safe.”
Hearing this, a hint of relief flashed through Richard’s mind, never having imagined there were such rules in the Nightmare World. Without Ulysses’s guidance as the World Master, with his own abilities, he would likely have been hunted and devoured by nightmare creatures quickly.
But at the same time, Richard also became curious about Ulysses’s experience.
“You know so much, did someone guide you in your time?” Richard asked.
Ulysses shook his head with a bit of pride, “Ga, I didn’t have that privilege. When I accidentally entered this Nightmare World, the only thing better than you was my strength.
Back then, I entered the Nightmare World as a third-level creature with power over incomplete rules, a strength that allowed me to prevail over most nightmare creatures under a Nightmare Lord without using Power of Nightmare.”
“…Impressive.”
Just a simplistic reason.
Throwing the noisy Nightmare Spirit aside with Magic Hand, Richard quietly waited in the bedroom of the house.
Soon, a dark rift suddenly appeared above the bedroom’s bed.
Initially as thin as a strand of hair and as long as a thumb, it quickly expanded to the length and width of a palm.
“Ga, this thing is a Dream Rift. You can enter the dream of an intelligent creature through this,” Ulysses explained.
“This tiny rift,” Richard furrowed his brows and probed into the rift with his spiritual power.
In an instant, Richard felt as if he had entered a new world.
This dream was quite ordinary, encompassing only about the size of a village, and the village didn’t look much different from the one where Richard had stayed before becoming an apprentice to a wizard, except the houses were nicer and the roads smoother.
The world was very quiet, with few living beings.
Thus, Richard quickly found the main character of this world—a modest-looking farmer.
This farmer was currently waiting anxiously in front of the village’s bakery, and as a “Nightmare,” Richard could clearly perceive his thoughts.
“White bread, steaming hot white bread!”
Watching this line of thought, Richard mused.
He was here to give this man a nightmare, which meant making him anxious. Now, seeing him waiting for white bread, Richard definitely needed to focus there.
But before frightening him, he had to establish what he could do.
Richard tried changing a small grass at the edge of the dream, and with his imagination, the whole dream suddenly shook.
Then, Richard felt he could effortlessly change everything in the dream.
It seemed he had usurped control of the entire dream.
“Is it because my spiritual power greatly exceeds the host’s?” Richard guessed inwardly.
With control over the dream, his options expanded.
As a wizard, even his casual interactions about various monsters would be unimaginably terrifying for a farmer.
“White bread, white bread, let’s start with that then.”
With a thought from Richard, a voice echoed from the bakery.
“George, your white bread is ready!”
A chubby baker, wearing thick oven gloves, carried out a basket of bread from the house.
And all the bread in the basket was white bread.
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“George, your bread!”
The Dream World’s master looked at the bread, and instantly, a wave of joy and satisfaction surged in his heart. This emotion was also a form of power, but Richard, as a creature of nightmares, obviously couldn’t harness this power.
In his delight, George pulled out a loaf of white bread, ripped off a big chunk, and stuffed it fiercely into his mouth.
“White bread, I, George, finally get to eat white bread!”
But at his most excited moment, Richard revealed a slight smile.
Hehehe, now that you’ve had your fun, it’s time to contribute your Power of Nightmare to me.
With a thought from Richard, the white bread in George’s hands and mouth instantly transformed.
What was once an aromatic loaf of white bread now became a rotting arm, and what George was eating wasn’t bread anymore but a piece of rotting, maggot-infested flesh.
As George chewed, he realized something was amiss. He looked into his bread and got so scared that he immediately collapsed to the ground.
The entire dream also crumbled thereafter.
In the Wizard World, a farmer named George suddenly woke from his dream, immediately wanting to spit.
But he quickly realized it was just a nightmare.
“It was just a dream, scared me to death.”
George wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and lay back down in bed.
Meanwhile, in the Nightmare Wizard World, Richard’s spiritual power rebounded as the dream collapsed.
“Scared him awake, there should be some Power of Nightmare now,” Richard mused, touching his chin and speaking to himself as he watched the fissure heal.
No sooner had he spoken than he saw a stream of black energy fly out from the fissure and merge into his body.
At the same time, information appeared before Richard’s eyes.
“Ingredient: Power of Nightmare”
“Refinable Substance: Soul Essence”
“Refinement Cost: 0.01 spiritual power”
Looking at the information, Richard was invigorated.
Power of Nightmare can actually refine into Soul Essence!
Richard felt like he was dreaming!
This is not the Power of Nightmare; this is more like the Power of a Beautiful Dream.
He immediately checked his body with his spiritual power and saw the black energy flowing with his magic power circuit.
With a thought, the Power of Nightmare flew out of the Magic Rebound and landed in the palm of his hand.
“Refine,” Richard silently commanded.
The next moment, the Power of Nightmare disappeared, and what appeared in Richard’s hand was a trace of Soul Essence, almost too little to be seen.
After consuming this bit of Soul Essence, Richard estimated it would increase his spiritual power by roughly 0.0001.
That meant Richard would need about ten thousand of such Power of Nightmare to gain enough Soul Essence to increase one point of his spiritual power.
“What in the world is this?” Ulysses, just a projection with limited sensory abilities, didn’t recognize the Soul Essence right away.
“Ah, it’s a soul, bah, now I’m starting to caw like you,” Richard spat and continued, “This is Soul Essence refined from the Power of Nightmare. We need about ten thousand more of that intensity of Power of Nightmare to gather enough for one point of my spiritual strength.”
“Ah, Soul Essence! My lord, your furnace is truly defying the heavens,” Ulysses exclaimed, “It’s just the yield that’s a bit touching.
That kind of Power of Nightmare, accumulating ten thousand of them, would be enough to elevate two Nightmare Spirits to the limit.
A normal Nightmare Crystal only contains about ten Power of Nightmare.”
Richard waved it off nonchalantly, “Once it can refine into Soul Essence, don’t be too picky about it. You know how rare this source material is, right?”
“Ah, well,” Ulysses seemed to recall something, “In the small world of the Eternal God King, I think I saw an entire inland sea made of Soul Essence.”
“…That’s the Divine King!” Richard shouted, “There are only three in the Gods Civilization, and five top-tier powerhouses in the Wizard World, in the eyes of such figures, what counts as rare!
“Ah, about your furnace.”
“…Ulysses, I think we need to discuss why I was forced into the Nightmare World after you looked over the Earth Veins magnetic field.
Do you think this counts as negligence?”
“Ah, my dear master, let’s change the subject, shall we?”
Richard integrated the minuscule amount of Soul Essence into his body, knowing that though it was small, every little bit counted.
“Ah, Richard, since you can refine Soul Essence, maybe you’ve got another way to leave this place,” Ulysses suddenly said.
Richard arched an eyebrow, “What method?”
“Ah, if you can collect enough Soul Essence, break through the bottleneck of your spiritual power, your soul will enter the space you call the Soul Darkness and then plunge into the Sea of Souls.
When the soul emerges from the Sea of Souls, it will find its way back into your body.”
“Oh?” Richard paused for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his lips, “It seems this Nightmare World might actually be a blessing for me.”
