Looking at the shameless Jason, Alka rolled his eyes and bumped into him. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Stop being shameless here."

"Hahaha."

Alka came to the Gardener and others.

The Gardener looked at Alka and nodded slightly respectfully.

"Thank you, thank you for everything you've done."

"No need for that, I didn't expect the so-called backup of this demon would just run into the gun barrel.

They can only blame their bad luck."

Alka said with a smile.

Although he said so, he roughly knew why the demon would drag this area into the Dream Realm.

Aside from the Flower Fairy needing to be resurrected in the Dream Realm.

The main reason is the Nightmare he had previously dealt with. Obviously, from the recent interaction, he intensely despised the Devouring Mouth.

Although the two had some cooperation, the Nightmare deceived him at the most critical point.

Nine truths and one false, even this cunning demon couldn't have expected such a situation.

And at this critical point, something completely against common sense happened.

After all, Alka's strength in reality is only Fourth Stage, indeed a weak and insignificant ant to the Devouring Mouth.

Up until the end, he didn't understand why Alka was one of the Dream Kings.

And in that foggy domain.

The Nightmare was laughing maniacally, his laughter frantically spreading within his Nightmare Realm.

"Hahaha, look at that shocked expression, seeing such an interesting expression on this wretched guy's face, it's so amusing!

I want to make his performance into a video and spread it, I want everyone to see!

This arrogant thing, just like a clown performing on stage. Hahahaha!"

On the other side.

"This is not the place to talk, let's go up." Alka said, raising both hands upwards.

The energy originally reserved as a backup surrounding the area under their feet began to carry the entire region upwards.

Although the people above could see the surrounding scenery of the Dream Realm rapidly falling below, they did not feel any rising movement.

In the moment of ascent, they were separated from Alka's Dream Realm.

Soon after the rapid ascent, they were back on land.

The surrounding scene wasn't much different from when they left.

The ground beneath their feet didn't show any signs of damage, as if the fragmented land they were just stepping on in the Dream Realm was nothing but a hallucination.

"We're back? We came back?"

"Finally, thank the Holy Mother!"

"Thank you, Lord Alka!"

The guards who saw themselves return exclaimed joyfully.

As soon as they came up.

Several Flying Birds composed of blue lines landed on the shoulders of Jilenna, Alati Gardener, and others.

Apparently, there's a situation.

"Not good, many areas have suffered attacks." Jilenna said with a frown.

When they were just being dragged into the Dream Realm, the energy fluctuations coming from afar attracted negative energy that split into several parts. Some were given to other scattered teams, causing attacks on other villages.

The rituals were conducted in these attacked areas.

Their Dream Realm intrusion was created by surrounding Cult troops forming a large-scale ritual together.

"We need to go support quickly; the enemy's main troops have all fallen here. If we head over now, it's still time." Alati looked at the empty area ahead.

The Cultists didn't ascend with them but were left in the Realm.

"Without further ado, let's go quickly."

Finishing the sentence, before the situation in the Dream Realm could be further discussed, the crowd quickly dispersed.

Rushing towards the surrounding villages.

Fortunately, their condition wasn't greatly affected, since they ended up as spectators in the Dream World.

However, the attacks on the surrounding villages weren't too severe.

After all, the main forces of the cultists had come to them.

Although it was a certain degree of accident, they also effectively took out the enemy's main force.

Attacking other places were just pirates and a small number of cultists.

With their return, these cultists were soon cleaned up.

Now only a certain degree of aftermath remained.

Alka and others didn't join up with the Gardener and them.

After all, they must be busy right now.

Instead, Alka and the others found themselves idle after clearing out these cultists.

With blood and exhaustion all over, they returned to the camp.

And at this time, their ship carried a comatose person.

It was the one they had been searching for all along, Karut, possessed by the Devouring Mouth.

At this time, Karut still looked like a demon.

But transformed back into his original demon form, his body became dry, even skeletal.

His emaciated body was full of breaks, and even cracks could be seen on it.

Apparently, bearing the power of the Devouring Mouth on a mere Fourth Stage body, forcibly elevated to Sixth Stage, was an intensely life-consuming ordeal for him as a mere mortal.

The mere mortal bearing the existence of those Evil Gods couldn't possibly survive after bearing such powerful strength.

Death after the fact was their inevitable fate, and perhaps to these cultists, it was even supreme glory.

Now even if Alka and others didn't kill him, he wouldn't live much longer.

Narvi just sat on the side of the ship, looking at the unconscious Karut lying on the deck.

Watching his demonic figure.

No sympathy, just staring at him intently, pondering something unknown.

When the ship slowly docked at the camp.

The demon-like Karut seemed to slightly awaken, slowly opening his eyes.

The pain and weakness all over his body made even the act of opening his eyes extremely difficult.

After opening his eyes, he couldn't even move his head as he looked at the situation on the ship.

Looking at Alka and the others around.

Looking at Narvi in front of him.

"Your god has abandoned you."

"Humph!" With his remaining strength, Karut let out a faint snort.

Alka directly stepped over Karut's body, disembarking from the ship back into the camp.

Everyone followed suit and left.

Only Alka's voice came: "He's yours now, it's your own choice."

Narvi just watched.

Looking at his once blood kin.

A faint Holy Light appeared in his hand, energy clinging to the sword blade.

The blade swung down.

"Repay your blood debt, as will I."