From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 65 The Illusionary Technique: A Ruthless Extermination, Leading Themself into a Trap

"It's too late!"

The gluttonous ice dragon opened its massive jaws and bit into the fleeing black mud.

The giant mouth descended, swallowing up the black mud along with the large amount of soil and rocks beneath it.

"What exactly are you?"

Even after entering his stomach, the black mud kept asking questions, but soon it could no longer ask any.

Because it finds itself being rapidly digested.

"How is this possible?!"

It is a creature born from thoughts, a collection of the ideas of hundreds of people; thus, it should be immortal.

Unless all the hundreds of people under its control are killed.

However, it now truly feels that it is being digested and erased.

In just a few seconds, the black mud that had fallen into the ice dragon's stomach was completely digested.

Modi also became more lucid at this time, and his hunger was temporarily relieved.

The Gluttonous Ice Dragon, symbolizing hunger and gluttony, is different from the tyrannical Blood Dragon; it can devour anything.

Even the most ethereal and elusive thought monsters are no exception.

It is impossible to be permanently satisfied, and he must make arrangements for the future while he is still here.

Modi lowered his head and leaned close to the car, his dragon eyes fixed on David inside.

"To make a long story short, David, drive out of town now, at least five kilometers away, and I'll come find you."

David nodded blankly, seemingly not yet accepting this fact.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had driven a long way. When he looked back, the town was just an outline behind him.

"Was a dragon talking to me just now?"

Orlando.

Modi spread his dragon wings, stirring up a large cloud of ice mist.

He sensed a special dimension, which must be the spiritual world, also known as the spiritual realm, that Liszt had mentioned.

Having devoured the black mud, he gained access to this area and learned the cause of everything.

"It all started with the Bridge Builders Association playing with fire and burning themselves. No, perhaps that's exactly what they wanted."

The Mind Monster, also known as "Tupa," was originally a non-existent entity.

It was created by the people of the Bridge Builders Association.

After discovering a spiritual world, this group of nihilistic madmen used the "illusion man" technique from Tantric Buddhism, along with evil rituals from the town of Kerwick, to mold Tupa with their own thoughts.

That is, the existence of their faith.

They hoped that Tupa would give meaning to their existence.

But that's not enough, because Tupa cannot escape the spiritual world.

They had no choice but to create living people as interfaces with Tupa, constantly meditating and connecting with them.

At the same time, we are trying to build a bridge connecting the spiritual and the material world, bringing Tupa to the material world.

The materials used to build the bridge are countless human lives.

Where do human lives come from? Either from sacrifices by believers, or from collusion between townspeople and outsiders.

Clearly, they succeeded.

The distance between the spiritual and the material was shortened, allowing Tupa to freely intervene in the thinking of the town's residents.

"The next step is much simpler," Modi exhaled a cold breath, "eradicate it completely, leaving no believer behind."

If any believers run away, Tupa could very well be resurrected.

In order to protect his world, he had no choice but to follow the ideology of Onishi and not let any enemy escape.

"Ice mist, rise!"

He roared to the sky, and a wall of mist rose from the ground, blocking the entrance and exit of the entire town.

Now, the entire town has been transformed into a boss room, the kind where you can't get in or out.

He flapped his wings and flew over the town.

Through his connection with the spiritual realm, he sensed the presence of various signals, all belonging to members of the Bridge Builders Association who had accessed the spiritual realm.

"Is there no normal person left in this town?"

Modi's face was solemn. As his spiritual sense swept across the area, he found that everyone there had been involved with Tupa.

He was the only one in the entire town who wasn't under control.

He took a deep breath and began to pour dragon ice onto the ground.

Every minute and every second, countless signals disappear from the mental realm.

This means that large numbers of enemies have died.

Wherever the ice dragon passed, only frozen ground remained.

This is an open conspiracy. Tupa either has to do everything in his power to stop him, or he has to cower and wait to die.

There are no other options.

"What exactly are you?"

Tupa's questioning voice rang in his ears.

"My authority is invalid against you; do you perhaps possess the same authority?"

Modi did not respond.

Even if Tupa cannot bypass the Seed of the Mind, he can still implant false memories into the surface.

As long as they establish a connection through dialogue.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, the incessantly chattering Tupa finally stopped wasting his time.

"Are you really going to wipe me out completely?"

It was afraid.

"I was born because of them. I am the collective thought of everyone in this town and the sole pillar of their beliefs."

Killing me is no different from killing them. How could you kill so many people for your own selfish reasons?!

On the streets, townspeople raised their guns and fired at the dark shadows sweeping across the sky.

On the rooftops, eight-armed skeletons appeared, running and chasing the dark shadows in the air.

"From the moment they attacked me, nothing could stop my killing intent, regardless of their identities."

As the dragon swept across, figures fell, and piles of frozen corpses filled the streets of the town.

Tupa still held onto a sliver of hope.

"Think about it, even if you eliminate me, you will still have to face accountability from the Amelikan Federation and the Global Anomaly Alliance, and even be wanted by them."

Why don't we each take a step back? I can help you take the Global Anomaly Alliance to the next level!

Modi looked down at the figures on the ground, a mocking glint in his eyes.

The Global Anomaly Alliance's mission is to eradicate such things without compromise; if they know about them, they will only praise them.

Moreover, the whole world's attention is now drawn to the Gates of Hell, so who has time to pay attention to him?

Therefore, he only had one idea.

Kill them all.

The gluttonous ice dragon landed steadily on the ground, stood upright, and held an ice lightning spear in each of its two claws.

His vertical pupils reflected the figures of people and monsters around him. When they got close enough, he plunged the Ice Lightning Spear into the ground.

The immense force of ice and lightning erupted, radiating outwards from the point where the lightning spear struck.

Wherever the ice lightning passes, there is no chance of the enemy surviving.

The chill dissipated, leaving only the massive silhouette of the ice dragon in the icy mist.

Moments later, countless mind monsters fell from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot, crashing down on the ice dragon.

Tupa's roar echoed throughout the town of Orlando.

"Why, why are you so ruthless towards so many people? Why can't you let me go?"

"If you die, more people can live."

Ice and lightning condensed into a blade, which Modi held in his hand.

With a casual wave, the monsters shattered into a pile of ice shards.

"Monster, you're the monster compared to me!"

Tupa had gone to extremes, squeezing out all its power to create towering human figures.

Armed with greatswords and hunting rifles, they swarmed towards Modi like locusts.

"You think you can possess my power just by wearing my face? How laughable."

Even when facing a monster that looked just like him, he showed no mercy. With a roar, streaks of ice and lightning appeared on the ground.

This is the ancient spell "Ice and Lightning Sweep" obtained from the Ice Dragon.

As soon as the clones stepped on the veins in the ground, arcs of electricity shot through their bodies, numbing their nerves.

The next moment, countless ice lightning bolts as thick as buckets rained down from the sky, cleaving the monsters into dust.

Within the spiritual realm, signals disappeared one after another, and soon the number of signals dropped below three hundred.

Without the support of the vessel, the number of monsters around them noticeably decreased.

Tupa's incarnations moved through various vessels, yet some were still inevitably struck dead by ice and lightning.

"You damned monster!" It was frantic, wanting to kick Modi out of the mental realm, but it was powerless to do so.

This guy has already delved into the spiritual realm. If this continues, he'll find all the vessels sooner or later, and I won't be far from death.

As a monster born from thought, its first instinct is "survival instinct".

This desire was so strong that it tried every possible way to survive.

"Mormontes, you may not know this, but there is still hope for these people I control. If I brainwash them one more time, they can return to normal."

"Let's each take a step back. You let me leave, and I'll let these people return to normal, how about that?"

There was no response; Modi continued to guide the ice lightning to clear the signal.

He didn't believe a word Tupa said.

"They were already dead the moment they came under your control."

"These are all precious human lives. How could you do such a thing for your own selfish reasons!"

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Tupa was convinced that this was a dragon in human skin.

He feels no pity for a person's death, nor does he experience any emotional fluctuation.

For him, killing was as natural as eating and drinking.

With a sudden surge of determination, it ordered most of the people to rush towards it.

Secretly, it controlled a small group of people to run out of town, attempting to break through the fog wall.

Modi offered no explanation; his conviction was as firm as iron and unshakable.

He always believed that he was on the right path and never doubted it.

The signals from the spiritual realm decreased one by one, and Tupa's voice gradually weakened.

The monsters around them had completely disappeared long ago.

"This is the last one. Let's bring this battle to a close."

Modi raised his dragon head, gazing at the distant wall of mist, and stood upright.

A flash of lightning solidified into a lightning spear at his raised right hand.

Wind speed, target movement speed, angle...

A large amount of data flashed through my mind, and I finally came to a conclusion.

Without further hesitation, he went all in.

The Ice Lightning Spear disappeared into the wind and snow, and a moment later, the last signal besides his disappeared.

In this vast spiritual realm, only he remains.

ended?

"Of course not."

Modi's eyes sharpened, as if a certain impurity had entered his mind.

It's Tupa, it's possessed Modi!

"I won't die, I will live," Tupa's voice came from the depths of her heart. "Let me see if your secret can withstand my intrusion... What is this thing?"

Deep in his mind, Tupa stared blankly at the object before him.

It was a glimmer of light, but it didn't radiate warmth; instead, it conveyed a sense of hunger.

As if sensing its presence, the light shone even brighter.

Before Tupa could figure out what was going on, he found himself moving uncontrollably toward the light.

Subsequently, part of it was "eaten" by the light.

"No, wait, why?"

"I didn't expect you to walk right into my trap; this has saved me a lot of trouble."

A single thought arises, driven by a singular appetite, with only one purpose: to devour Tupa.

In its Gluttony form, the Seed of the Mind shone brightly, instantly engulfing Tupa's black mud body.

It didn't even leave a last word before it was completely devoured.

A surprised voice rang out.

"My second mark has been found."