Not long after Angel fell into contemplation, the wall beside him began to emit strands of light. When the light reached its peak, a figure slowly walked through the wall.
A naked man appeared cursing in front of Angel.
"Lord Tree Spirit." Angel respectfully greeted.
The visitor was indeed Tree Spirit, and upon seeing Angel, he exhaled a relaxed breath: "Thankfully, you didn’t rashly go in, otherwise, the consequences would have been the same as my previous avatar, directly killed by the nightmare after entering."
Killed directly by the nightmare? Could it be that even the stand-in method no longer works? Angel asked in confusion: "Lord Tree Spirit, might there be other dangers inside the room?"
Tree Spirit glanced at the deep corridor ahead, seeing no other movement, he reached out and touched the wall, causing a green vine to grow out of it. Tree Spirit sat on it as a chair and sighed: "The situation inside the room is basically the same as outside, with the red light everywhere, at least I didn’t see any other threats; but while saying it’s the same, upon close inspection, it’s not entirely the same..."
"The red light outside the door is like passing through several lenses, finally projected out as a small fraction, actually, it’s already diluted many times over. Whereas the red light inside the door is the real nightmare."
Even someone like Tree Spirit, who stands at the pinnacle of the Southern Domain Wizard World, couldn’t help but show a solemn expression when talking about this. It indicates how shocking the encounter inside the room was for him.
As Tree Spirit narrated, Angel gradually understood the situation within the room.
Just as Tree Spirit said, he encountered no other danger upon entering the room; the only threat remained the Nightmare Light. However, the Nightmare Light in the room was entirely different from outside, its color more intense, and entering it felt like stepping into a churning, thick swamp, where progress was impossible.
Using leaves as a stand-in to die was still effective. But, unlike the outside situation, after the stand-in died, Tree Spirit had no time gap at all and was immediately pulled into a second nightmare.
In a brief moment, four leaves as stand-ins were completely consumed, and eventually, Tree Spirit’s avatar was also killed in the nightmare.
"My avatar is still too weak; if it were my true form, there would be no accident." Tree Spirit said with a hint of emotion.
Tree Spirit wasn’t wrong; his true form’s strength stands at the peak, and the energy it holds is unmatched by anyone in the entire Southern Domain. Even if purely consuming energy foundations, it could roam unabated.
However, Tree Spirit’s true form cannot leave the Mirror World at will; only avatars can be sent out. The strength limit of these avatars at best reaches the level of a weak True Knowledge Wizard, whose real combat power is still inferior to Angel’s.
"Listening to this, the Nightmare Light inside the room is similar to that in the Star Pond Ruins. While the Nightmare Light outside the door is not only stable but also thin, more like a projection through a window." Angel said softly.
Tree Spirit also nodded in agreement, according to Reeves, the Nightmare Light he encountered in the Star Pond Ruins was layered, with varying density, chasing after all living beings, noticeably different from the Nightmare Light projected outside the door. It is, however, similar to the situation inside the door.
Angel: "In this case, there should be some special field in the room, binding the real Nightmare Light."
Tree Spirit: "That should be it, otherwise, the Nightmare Light would certainly not stay put in one place."
But again, even knowing this situation, it at most means there’s no need to worry too much about the Nightmare Light spreading, yet the core of the problem remains hidden in the mist.
"Lord Tree Spirit, did you see the general layout inside the room?" Angel asked after pondering for a moment.
Tree Spirit shook his head: "The color of the Nightmare Light is too deep, like thick black blood, making it hard to see the surroundings. The only object I saw was what seemed to be a black coat rack on the left side after entering the door, nothing else."
"A black coat rack... Generally, coat racks are placed in entrances and bedrooms; excluding the entrance, it seems this is indeed a bedroom." Angel rubbed his temples with some frustration: "But why would such dangerous Nightmare Light be in a bedroom?"
Tree Spirit: "Perhaps to the bedroom’s owner, the Nightmare Light is not dangerous."
Angel also realized this, just like the creatures under the Nightmare Realm below the Star Pond Ruins, for them, the Nightmare Light was a pursuit target, not a dreaded threat.
Tree Spirit glanced again at the dark corridor depths and patted Angel’s shoulder: "I’ve already left a message for Rhein. When he sees it, he’ll undoubtedly come over at the first instance. We should retreat for now, discovering a hidden room is good, but leaving our lives here would be bad."
Tree Spirit had hurried over so quickly just to convey this message.
The situation with the Nightmare Light was too complex. Even though his avatar was at the level of an Official Wizard, it was still instantly killed when faced with the Nightmare Light.
Those nightmares were fierce to the point of being utterly illogical.
Even a seasoned True Knowledge Wizard would find it challenging to guarantee a way to save their life.
Tree Spirit was even worried that Rhein might not be able to solve the Nightmare Light issue, but with Rhein’s foundation, surviving shouldn’t be a problem.
As for Angel, it’s best not to get caught up in this turmoil.
Angel remained silent for a moment: "I still want to give it a try."
Hearing Angel say this, Tree Spirit was somewhat surprised but didn’t immediately oppose Angel. Instead, he asked: "You can try, but if you plan to step into the light range without any protection, it’s undoubtedly courting death."
"How do you plan to try?"
Angel thought for a moment and said: "The Nightmare Realm creatures in the Star Pond Ruins, whether it’s the Boiling Gentleman or Minister Nuka, they are not afraid of the Nightmare Light; instead, they can use it to achieve their goals."
Tree Spirit frowned: "You mean using the Power of the Nightmare Realm’s methods?"
Angel nodded, indeed having such an idea.
Tree Spirit sank into deep thought. Although he didn’t fully understand the unique power of the Illusion Demon Island lineage, he knew part of it originated from the Nightmare Realm. Angel and Sanders could both manipulate the Power of the Nightmare Realm.
Angel’s reasoning had some validity; creatures from the Nightmare Realm didn’t seem to fear the Nightmare Light, possibly due to the Power of the Nightmare Realm?
Tree Spirit thought about it and nodded to Angel: "You can try it, but start with the more stable light range outside the door."
If Angel only fell into the Nightmare Light outside the door, Tree Spirit was confident he could save him, but once inside, he couldn’t guarantee it.
Angel: "Alright."
...
When they returned to the end of the corridor, Tree Spirit looked at the menacing, gaping mouth in the distance, remained silent for a moment, and asked: "How do you plan to proceed now?"
Angel: "I’ll use a Phantom Limb to probe again."
Tree Spirit’s eyes showed approval.
If Angel went directly, there would still be some risks with Tree Spirit nearby; however, using a Phantom Limb to probe, Tree Spirit could ensure absolute safety.
Tree Spirit: "Then prepare and begin."
Angel extended his hand, and a tentacle seemingly made of pure white mist slowly emerged from his sleeve; this tentacle was the Phantom Limb.