Chapter 874: Ulrich’s Dream Realm: Judgement Envoy_2

Baiyi was silent for a moment and did not respond.

In fact, by now, he could already guess some things about destiny.

The extinction of the world’s limits.

The martial management of saints.

The divine inscription on the panel.

Another completely different world system.

All this information combined could already form a complete story.

Maybe… the purpose of destiny has already been achieved?

Maybe… its death was only to open this era?

Listening silently to Sabo’s endless complaints and analysis, soon a unique, enormous ball of light appeared at the end of his vision.

Baiyi did not know how Ulrich preserved his dream realm in this dimensional turbulence.

But with just one look, Baiyi could clearly perceive that it was Ulrich’s dream realm.

This aura, Baiyi was too familiar with.

Just like… the one in the Saint’s Tomb.

“We’re here.”

Baiyi spoke to interrupt Sabo’s chatter and asked, “Will you come in with me or wait outside?”

Sabo hesitated slightly, “My friend, will there be danger?”

“Probably not, but those two strange beings seem to be colliding. Their power will bring some additional changes, I’m not sure.” Baiyi shook his head as he began to approach the dream realm.

The collision at the great level, Baiyi didn’t know how long it would last. It would be best to complete the task early and then leave the dimensional turbulence soon.

After all, the two were clearly becoming more and more interested in Baiyi.

Right now, Baiyi felt Xia was comparatively safer.

Even if Mighty Divine Power could enter, Great Level might not be able to, and after Baiyi surpassed Mighty Divine Power, it might be interesting to discuss such interest then.

Sabo hesitated for a while and decisively followed Baiyi, “Wait for me, my friend. I feel that being with you isn’t so bad…”

Baiyi glanced back without saying anything, and at the moment of touching the dream realm, a powerful suction appeared, and the scene before his eyes suddenly became incredibly dark.

Dong~

Another shock wave traversed this dream realm, but at this moment, the dream realm underwent a different change.

A female curled-up phantom appeared above the dream realm. She grew larger and larger, gradually cradling the dream realm within her embrace.

Buzz~

A hum circulated in this area, like the whispers of certain existences, also resembling some incredibly special stance.

In an instant, everything around blurred once again, and the female phantom also faded, like an ordinary… bizarre…

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“Quick, quick, quick, follow up, follow up. We will surely win this war.”

“Quick, quick, quick, for the great glory of Sahari, we will surely achieve victory.”

“Sahari will ultimately traverse this Sea of Realms, becoming a great empire spanning the World Sea!”

“For Sahari, charge forward! Follow the shaman’s footsteps and conquer All Realms with me…”

The passionate shouts rang in Baiyi’s ears, disturbing his sleep.

He opened his eyes somewhat dazedly, and what he saw were some very sophisticated instruments. These instruments were connected to two virtual display screens, which were further divided into numerous small monitors.

In these displays, vast battlefields showed the conflict between magic and rules, with technology and mutated warriors fighting.

The roar of artillery, the torrent of magic.

The rumbling sounds continuously rose, and the scent of blood gathered only to be shattered by these forces. Each split screen was filled with life and death.

The passionate words just now came from the monitors’ split screens.

Baiyi looked toward the sound; it was a relatively primitive war world.

It seemed the technological level over there was at a medieval stage.

Steam-powered machinery could not withstand the shaman’s summons and curses, nor could it resist the high-tech ships spread across the sky.

This war was a one-sided slaughter; even if that backward world possessed some powerful Transcendents, they could not turn the tide of the already defeated battle under the watch of equivalent-level Transcendents.

Scanning around, almost all the split screens depicted one-sided wars, occasionally some difficult ones began to crumble due to the arrival of equipment and reinforcements amidst similar passionate words.

Observing, without acquiring more information, the door suddenly opened, Baiyi slightly turned his head towards the entrance.

There, a person wearing a Wizard’s Magic Robe walked briskly in, shouting at a slightly chubby middle-aged man watching intently, “We need reinforcements; do you still want to be a Quartermaster?”

“Uh, well…” The Quartermaster hesitated and glanced in Baiyi’s direction.

The Wizard noticed the gaze and looked over, pupils shrinking sharply.

Baiyi was still in a dark side state but strangely did not induce rejection by this dream world.

Yet the -37 Charm Value clearly still produced effects.

The Wizard’s expression shifted from discontent to shock, then to fear, finally turning cautious.

He bowed deeply, his voice trembling, even stuttering a bit, “Judgement Envoy… Judgement Envoy… Judgement Envoy sir, sorry, my subordinate has overstepped, I’ll go puntih myself…. The barren world will soon be captured, I promise, I promise.”

He spoke while retreating, attempting to leave this room that had suddenly turned oppressive.

Thoughtful, Baiyi mused—could there be an initial identity?

Judgement Envoy…

And it made this guy with Golden Upper Tier aura so humble.