I seem to be an evil god

I am...I am...Gaia Srilanka!

Liu Dao woke up from his dream, and what he saw was Howard's anxious and worried face. He was calling loudly, and Liu Dao's ears were filled with his words.

"Wake up, wake up, don't be immersed in the other person's illusion, use your mental power!"

Liu Dao was still a little confused at this time. One second she was traveling in the endless starry sky, and the next second she was back on the extremely exciting battlefield.

I'm back? What did I just see?

After listening to Howard's suggestion, Liu Dao subconsciously activated his mental power. He felt that his brain was roaring, and viscous liquid was flowing out of his eyes, nose, and ears.

Liu Dao stretched out his hand and touched it, and saw a dazzling red color.

Blood? I'm bleeding.

At this time, Howard pulled Liu Dao up. As soon as Liu Dao stood still, a silvery ice crystal pillar pierced his eyes.

"Get back quickly. The opponent's attack range is too far. It's not safe to stand here."

Howard pulled Liu Dao back and finally stopped at the deepest part of the warehouse.

At this time, the sharp ice cluster with a cold aura made Liu Dao wake up completely. He raised his eyes and scanned the warehouse. The interior of the warehouse was in a mess.

The three followers of the Poseidon Religion were led by an old man in black robes. The three of them stood together in a triangle. The two black-robed men behind them put their hands on the back of the leader of the old man. The old man with mysterious eyes was fighting one against four.

Sharp ice crystals swept across like a blizzard, and the old man sent out a strong cold current with a wave of his hand. Pather and Bronn struggled to stand in front, and their whole bodies turned red due to the extremely low temperature.

Behind Bronn and Passer were two female masters, one of whom hid behind Bronn and never stopped holding the musket in his hand.

There was a smooth ice shield standing in front of the old man in black robe. The bullets fired by the female master made small holes in the ice shield, while the old man in black robe was repairing it at the same time. The two sides were in a stalemate.

Another female master, Liu Dao, had the impression that the other party was a rare priest-type professional in the Demon Hunter Guild. The other party believed in the goddess of hunting and used a series of magical arts called laws.

At this moment, the Master of Laws was holding a scale and chanting loudly. Silver-white light condensed around her, forming a hemispherical light shield buckled on the ground.

The ice crystals leaked by Pather and Bronn were blocked by this light shield. From Liu Dao's perspective, the Law Master's back was covered with sweat.

"Has the battle reached this level? Who is the opponent? Why is he so strong?"

Liu Dao asked anxiously, and Howard, who was standing by his side, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"The other party is probably a high-ranking bishop of Poseidon. He has rich rune spells and hedging skills." As he spoke, Howard pointed to the other two men in black robes. "The three of them formed a very strange formation. It seems to be transmitting the latter's energy to the black-robed bishop in front, thereby achieving the effect of forcibly increasing the strength."

"You have also seen how powerful this function is. With just two levels higher, Bronn and the others are already a little unable to withstand it."

Secret method? High bishop? Can't stand it anymore?

These three pieces of news confused Liu Dao, but looking at Bronn who was tenaciously supporting him, a cold light flashed in Liu Dao's eyes.

"All masters move closer to Warehouse No. 183 in the Harbor Area immediately. I am being besieged by the Poseidon Cult. Come here immediately!"

After sending this message, Liu Dao breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did he realize that half a meter of water had accumulated on the floor of the warehouse. The cold ice that the black-robed bishop unleashed caused the temperature of the water to drop rapidly, and Liu Dao's calves were already a little numb.

Liu Dao rubbed his calf in pain, and Howard handed him a bottle of medicine.

"Drink this. It can effectively improve your resistance to cold."

After drinking the potion, Liu Dao felt a scorching warmth spreading from his stomach. Some of his frozen and numb calves quickly regained their vitality, and he felt that the surrounding ice water was no longer so cold and biting.

"Thanks."

Liu Dao thanked him in a low voice, and Howard who stayed beside him smiled.

"What just happened? Why do I feel like I've entered a magical place, but I can't remember it."

Howard was stunned when he heard this. He stared at Liu Dao's eyes for a long time, but in the end he just said "strange" in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"The bishops of all the major gods have a certain spiritual connection with the gods. This connection will greatly improve their spiritual power and resistance to illusions. At the same time, as an external manifestation of their spiritual power, their pupils will also have Some magical features.”

"That's why I just told you not to look directly into his eyes. Mortals cannot look directly into gods. This kind of gaze is likely to make you lost in the other person's dream forever."

A dream of gods?

Liu Dao thought about it carefully, but found that he could not remember any details of his experience. He had just returned from the dream, but everything that happened in the dream had been forgotten.

"What exactly is this dream? I just seemed to have entered an unknown space, but in the blink of an eye I lost all my memory."

Howard slowly shook his head, "I don't know about this either. The dreams of gods are also transmitted by these bishops themselves. In the circle of extraordinary people, there are two opinions about this dream world. One is that it is a projection into the astral world. , one believes that one has entered the spiritual world, the gathering place of human dreams, the source of power for the undead and spiritual professionals.”

Liu Dao from the spirit world knew that it was a mysterious world that only souls could enter. Necromancer professionals of all levels wandered around all year round. There were a large number of monsters more terrifying than alien species living there. Except for the necromancer professionals, the other professionals Entering it is asking for death.

Little is known about Liu Dao in the Star Boundary. He only knows that it is the residence of the gods. Although there are no specific legends circulating, the residence of the gods is enough to make people fearful.

Liu Dao's brows knitted together tightly, and Howard was a little confused when he saw this.

"You seem to be very concerned about this 'dream of the gods'? Actually, there's no need to worry. As long as you don't look into the other person's eyes, the other person won't be able to force you in."

"No, I'm not worried about that."

Liu Dao looked solemn, "I feel that that place is very important to me. There is knowledge there that I must know. It will probably reveal it to me..."

Liu Dao stopped talking here. He clearly saw the very worried expression on Howard's face, which was like an ordinary person seeing a mental illness.

"Gaia, have you ever felt... um, how should I put it, um, just... a sudden and very close feeling to the sea water?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Liu Dao was confused. Before Howard could speak, the black-robed bishop on the other side of the warehouse suddenly laughed.

"He wants to ask you if you have converted to our Lord and have realized that Poseidon is the greatest being in the world? Do you want to kneel down and pray?"