My Weakest Little Brother Has Become A Demon King After Being Sealed For 1000 Years

2022-03-09

Chapter 40 Nightmare Swamp

The girl was lying on a simple wooden bed, her forehead was full It was fine beads of sweat, and her expression kept twisting and changing, as if she was trapped in a nightmare.

Cass tried to tug at her arm, but there was no response.

He turned his head and looked towards Liz flying in midair.

“It’s not like this usually.”

Liz said innocently.

As she spoke, she made a throwing motion, and a handful of shining yellow metallic luster dust fell on the girl’s face along with her motion. In an instant, the tense muscles on the girl’s face loosened slightly, and her eyelids began to tremble slightly, as if she was about to wake up soon.

But this only lasted for less than ten seconds, and as the dust gradually dissipated, she returned to her previous state.

“Generally speaking she should wake up now.”

Liz looked at Cass with a “It’s definitely not my problem” expression.

Whenever she really got into trouble, it was this look.

Cass sighed:

“Would you try to wake her up harder? She looks like she’s just having a nightmare.”

Before Liz could answer, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

“It’s useless, her soul is now in the Nightmare Swamp, the Moon Realm of the Nightmare Lord, and ordinary methods can’t wake her up.”

Cass turned her head and Nezmaar was standing at the door of the room. She had changed into her previous outfit at this moment, with the exquisitely shaped bursting crossbow on her back and silver’s rapier hanging on her waist.

“You came to me soon as you said, is it so fast?”

Seeing her, Cass asked strangely.

“I just received new information, the Duke is going to do something, so I’ll come to you first.”

Nezmaar walked over to the bed as she spoke. She put her hand on the bed. After a while, he said:

“Demoness’s dream dust will change the effect of the dream state according to the user’s mood. The previous demoness had too much mood swing when she put her to sleep. , which caused her to fall into a nightmare.”

Cass said nodding:

“I know this, I have experienced it a few times before, and it was very uncomfortable.”

“Hello!”

“But there’s no such thing as waking up.”

Cass asked, ignoring Liz’s protest.

“Generally speaking, it’s like this, but in the tunnel, you happened to meet the Nightmare Lord’s family, which connected this child’s nightmare with the Nightmare Swamp through its own authority.”

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Nezmaar took out a letter and a quill from his bag and sat down to write something.

“Who is Lord Nightmare?”

Cass asked.

“One of the Void Kings, in charge of nightmares, hallucinations, and fogs that turn the normal into the abnormal, the Nightmare Swamp is his domain, where every mortal’s nightmare is connected. The previous one was almost The Moon Realm monsters that killed you are a kind of kin called the Misty Nightmare under his seat, they can make inanimate humanoids come to life by possessing them.”

Nezmaar said while writing.

Her words reminded Cass of the pierced abdominal wound, and the skeletons that couldn’t be killed no matter what.

“Is Nightmare Lord the Void King that Duke Simon wants to summon into this world?”

Cass asked with a frown.

“Not necessarily, but one of the possible options. The ancient Blackwater Kingdom had a long history of worshipping the Moon Realm and the Three Goddess, and the Nightmare Lord was one of them.”

Nezmaar stopped the pen and put the letter in the envelope. Then he got up and took a candle from the candlestick beside him, dripped wax to seal the envelope, and then said to Cass:

“Come on, time is running out.”

And Cass pointed to the girl lying on the bed and asked:

“What should she do? If her soul is still trapped in Moon Realm as you said, we always impossible Did she leave it here?”

Nezmaar raised the envelope in his hand.

“We don’t need to worry about her affairs. Send this letter to her father, and someone will take care of it soon.”

Cass asked suspiciously:

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“Why? Who the hell is she?”

Nezmaar said as he walked:

“Her name is Liliana von Bergman, and you should hear that surname Do you understand?”

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It should have been almost twenty minutes……

Vincent’s adjutant waited boredly at Silver The entrance to Stream Mine.

The pile of miners’ corpses have been dragged away by the Black Guards of Thorns. I believe that his contract partners can definitely make good use of those corpses.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth could not help showing a hint of pleasure.

In this way, after completing the second contract content, the gift from Moon Realm will be raised to another level, and he can even try to touch the realm that was originally hopeless in this life in the future.

Nowadays, the practice of Moon Realm magic is almost an open secret in the mage hall of Rose Palace, with only a few pedantic people still clinging to the ancient laws of the stars.

For these incompetent people who are afraid of change, most of them end up being gradually pushed out of the center of power. Of course, there were very few people who planned to expose it to the church, but they disappeared suddenly and silently.

No one can betray the Whispering Queen.

But he couldn’t figure out why Vincent, who should be against the laws of the stars more than anyone else, was reluctant to join them.

It is said that the Duke prepared the most suitable contract for Vincent back then. As long as he signed it, he would be able to step into the realm that had been delayed for fifteen years.

Can anyone really resist this temptation?

But that’s fine.

thought the lieutenant.

Before he came here today to “suppress the riots”, the duke had specially instructed him to strictly enforce the black thorn regulations, and all those who might leak information about Moon Realm must be silent.

More importantly, the Duke told him meaningfully at the end that if his old friend Vincent was confused, you would give him orders.

Will the Scorch Sage ever get confused?

Of course the adjutant heard the Duke’s unspoken implication.

Giving him the actual command of the task of suppressing the Silver Stream Mine is also a statement in itself.

Although Vincent is still a well-deserved “Number One Person under the Legendary”, when the new era arrives, the powerhouse of the old era should also be retired.

Especially the old age powerhouse that is not willing to embrace the future.

Under the protection of the three Goddess, the future Blackwater Kingdom may even appear as a magic caster of the Divine Domain level.

So the task of suppressing this time must not disappoint the Duke.

Just as he was thinking about the bright future, the sound of heavy footsteps gradually became clear from the darkness, and he shivered to look over.

Vincent von Bergman walked out of the dark mine with a tired look.

He immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

“Lord Vincent, what’s going on under the mine, what about the heretic mage?”

“Let him run away.”

Vincent Replied, no mood swings in his tone.

The adjutant’s expression froze.

“Run away?”

“Yes, the opponent is very good at lightning spells. I couldn’t stop him from opening the Transmission Gate and leaving.”

“But how could you let him run…”

The adjutant couldn’t hold back his emotions, and a few words came out first. Immediately he reacted, he lowered his head, lowered his voice as much as possible to make it sound humbly and said: “I mean, since the opposite is a heretic mage, no matter how you say it, it’s impossible. Stronger than you, right?”

Vincent shook the head, but did not answer his question, but said to the thorn black guards behind him:

” Go down, clean up the grounds below, this altar is no longer usable, and everything must be destroyed.”

I saw the black armored guards walk in uniformly. In the mine, Vincent turned his head and looked towards the adjutant and said:

“Come back to Rose Palace with me first, I have something to tell Simon.”

The adjutant bit He gritted his teeth and said:

“Lord Vincent, forget me to speak bluntly, at this juncture when the Duke’s plan is about to reach its final stage, you let that heretic mage run away, I’m afraid he will be very… Not happy. Can you track the teleportation coordinates of that heretic mage? I can go with you to take him down.”

Vincent was hearing this, showing a bitter smile involuntarily.

“You, me, and the few remaining war mages can’t help that person. And more importantly, compared to what he’s going to do next, this mine has nothing to do with it. The destruction of the altar of the cave is not a major event at all.”

The adjutant looked at the Master Level Peak magic caster in disbelief.

“Who is that heretic mage?”

(End of this chapter)