A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 430 The Truth About Dreams

"Cut off its vines!"

"Burn the tree bark!"

"Cut it open there!"

With Norton's command, the dryad finally stopped rising after one attack.

It seems that it is dead forever.

Finally, Jiang Shuzhou watched a clean and efficient meal-sharing ceremony.

The branches, trunk, and heartwood were all sorted out and completely separated. Before long, the tree demon's body was hollowed out, leaving only a pile of remains.

Now, like its kind, it has become a material for humankind.

"move on."

Norton then continued to release the Abyssal Rats, which were purely consumables, releasing one every now and then.

Soon, the entrance to the third floor was found, and nothing unexpected happened.

"Jump down, this is the last floor."

Norton breathed a sigh of relief upon arriving here; once he got down, the mission would be complete.

Jiang Shuzhou nodded and pulled Grace down.

The familiar feeling of falling returned, and soon everything went black.

With a whoosh, Jiang Shuzhou released magic, flames erupting from his palm and illuminating the surroundings.

This is a dark cave, crawling with countless twisted chunks of flesh.

Jiang Shuzhou, with Grace by his side, began searching for a shortcut based on Baker's description.

Theoretically, each layer of the abyss is so enormous that Jiang Shuzhou would not be able to find it, but that is only in theory; in reality, this is not the case.

In the abyss, knowing the information is equivalent to being able to find it.

It's like pseudo-randomness; as long as a certain path is known, you will be teleported to its vicinity.

Jiang Shuzhou was searching for it at that moment.

"Found it!"

Soon, Jiang Shuzhou found a strange stone door.

On the stone gate, three patterns are engraved: a book, a flame, and a tree.

Jiang Shuzhou pondered for a moment and then pressed the tree button.

Soon, the stone gate trembled slightly, then opened, revealing a winding path leading downwards.

"Let's go."

Holding Grace's hand, Jiang Shuzhou walked with her into the winding road.

Throughout the journey, Grace remained very quiet, like a frightened rabbit.

"Grace, what's wrong? Why are you so quiet?"

Jiang Shuzhou asked, "This doesn't fit Grace's usual behavior; she's not usually like this."

"It's nothing."

Grace held Jiang Shuzhou's arm tightly without saying a word.

Jiang Shuzhou couldn't say anything about this.

And so, the two walked quietly along the path, and nothing happened during that time.

Jiang Shuzhou narrowed his eyes, sensing the increasingly heavy chaotic power around him.

Or rather, it's not just chaos, but also the power of dreams.

If the world outside the abyss, though composed of dreams, has traceable origins and tangible forms, then here, everything is illogical, and amorphous dreams abound.

In theory, anything and everything can appear here.

However, a semblance of order still exists here, which is its purpose.

Soon, Jiang Shuzhou pushed open the door.

A desolate and dilapidated place, with ruins and broken walls everywhere, came into view.

Not far away, there was an incredibly tall tree.

Looking up, the sky is colorful, with countless tiny dreams floating in it like bubbles.

Jiang Shuzhou could see that the dreams were all kinds of things, including eating, fighting, and horror.

The trees in the distance, however, are deeply embedded in this ocean built of dreams, drawing strength from it.

Seeing this, Jiang Shuzhou seemed to understand something.

The World Tree actually draws upon the power of dreams to nourish the world.

At the same time, countless twisted, fleshy creatures swarmed around, intending to kill the intruder.

But soon, as if they had received an order, they quickly left.

"What happened?"

Grace had just assumed a fighting stance when she noticed the monsters had scattered on their own.

"Go and cut down the World Tree; its mission is coming to an end."

Jiang Shuzhou sighed deeply.

Grace was puzzled by this, but she still perfectly carried out Jiang Shuzhou's order, picked up the axe, and began to chop wildly.

As the trees were felled, something seemed amiss with them.

It was originally a tree that radiated golden light and appeared incredibly dazzling.

As the axe fell, the tree gradually turned crimson, with countless sap and flesh growing on it, transforming it into a tree of flesh and blood.

Clearly, this is the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood, or rather, this is Jiang Shuzhou.

As the axe fell, the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood quickly reacted.

With a whoosh, the branch pierced through Grace's body.

Despite Grace's best efforts to dodge, she was still pierced through.

"Master...I'm sorry."

Grace wanted to say something more, but Jiang Shuzhou shook his head.

"I said, here, time can be reversed."

As Jiang Shuzhou spoke, time was indeed reversed. The wound that had pierced through Grace's chest disappeared, replaced by a bewildered Grace.

"Cough cough cough."

Jiang Shuzhou coughed up a mouthful of blood, which was a dreamlike color.

Jiang Shuzhou didn't care about this at all.

"continue."

As the axe fell, many fragments flashed through Jiang Shuzhou's mind.

He was weaving his own destiny.

"continue."

The axe fell again.

Suddenly, fragments appeared in Jiang Shuzhou's mind; he was creating a world.

When the last axe fell, the World Tree crashed to the ground.

Then, it disappeared.

At this moment, Jiang Shuzhou could also feel that his power had returned, and was even stronger.

At this moment, theoretically speaking, Jiang Shuzhou already possesses legendary strength.

However, this is far from enough.

Now, Jiang Shuzhou remembered everything.

The three gods represent three powers.

The dreamer represents the power of dreams and is also a symbol of Jiang Shuzhou's divinity.

The playwright represents the power of order; through order, he controls everything and guides destiny in the direction he desires.

The World Tree represents the power of chaos, sustaining the growth of dreams through its ever-increasing flesh and blood, and by drawing upon the power of chaos.

In fact, Jiang Shuzhou had been in a dream for some time, but he had not woken up before, or rather, his humanity had been suppressed.

If this continues, it won't be long before a god from a dream rises to power.

However, it was clear that Jiang Shuzhou had made a decision subconsciously.

He did not want to be bound by divinity.

Then, the dreamer fell into a deep sleep, and his humanity was released.

At this moment, Jiang Shuzhou, with his humanity, awoke.

However, Grace's arrival was unexpected.

She comes from outside the world.

Grace, whose full name is Grace Freud, is the legendary figure who insisted on exploring the depths of dreams and ultimately disappeared without a trace.

The death of the World Tree caused the chaos to begin to dissipate, and from then on, Jiang Shuzhou's memories began to recover.

"Master!"

Grace lunged at Jiang Shuzhou.

"How are you?"

"It's nothing."

Jiang Shuzhou shook his head.

He has a clear vision of the path ahead.

By killing three gods, he can ascend to the rank of legend.

He was promoted in his dream.

This was almost impossible, after all, everything in the dream was created by Jiang Shuzhou, and these creations could not possibly harm their creator.

Jiang Shuzhou himself is the same; after all, does he expect his left and right brains to fight each other?

But Grace was different; she originated from the outside world.

Perhaps, this is what it means to be a chosen worker.

Jiang Shuzhou looked at Grace, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

The place where dreams slumber, broken in by intruders.

It doesn't refer to what happened between Jiang Shuzhou and Grace in the hotel, but rather to Grace Freud entering this world and awakening Jiang Shuzhou's humanity.

It is precisely because of human nature that Jiang Shuzhou still needs to eat and sleep.

The one that doesn't need to eat or sleep is hanging in the sky.