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As a race that exists based on dreams and spirit, the Nightmare Civilization is even more straightforward than the Wizard Civilization in terms of its adaptability to the jungle law of "survival of the fittest."

In their eyes, no matter what kind of world it is, one fundamental principle must be followed: only the strong are qualified to survive, while the weak are not even worth being dominated or consumed, and must be killed immediately to prevent them from wasting the resources that belong to the strong.

In the eyes of nightmares, only a sufficiently powerful life form can give birth to a pure and powerful spirit, allowing more nightmares to parasitize and grow—the Wizarding World is a successful example.

Through prolonged meditation and various stimulating drugs, the Nightmare race sees almost every wizard in this world as natural "prey." As long as they are devoured and digested, even newly born Nightmares will possess considerable intelligence. In fact, if there are enough of them, it is not impossible to forcibly create a new "Five Great Venerables" level Nightmare Venerable.

So, how does Earth's civilization appear in the eyes of the nightmare?

More than two years ago, after noticing the existence of these alien invaders who also aimed at the wizarding world in the dreams of wizards on the west coast, the wizarding world, which had become a nightmare civilization mired in a quagmire, did not have no idea.

The unique nature of spiritual life determines that they can accomplish things that the material world cannot through many bizarre means, such as parasitizing individuals in another civilization to face the wrath of the enemy, and then reappearing to destroy them together after both sides have been exhausted by the war. Nightmares have never been short of using such methods.

The one who came to the west coast as a "scout" was Mavis. It originally thought it would take a long time to break through the civilization's mental defenses, but it did not expect to infiltrate it so easily.

Then... it was squeezed out.

Yes, it was Mavis, the rising star of the Nightmare Clan, whose status and power in the Nightmare World were second only to the Five Great Sovereigns, who was squeezed out by an ordinary mortal.

It wasn't because that mortal was so powerful; quite the opposite, it was precisely because he was so weak.

If the mental strength of a formal wizard is ten, then the mental strength of a wizarding apprentice is one, and the mental strength of this individual from a foreign civilization is even lower than 0.1.

Even sharks need to be in the sea to show their ferocity and power. Once they are pulled onto land, they are destined to be nothing more than salted fish. Nightmare Mavis encountered "land"—an individual whose spirit was so barren that even dreams could not be formed stably.

The skeptical nightmare then invaded the dreams of several individuals, finally confirming that it was not a coincidence, but rather that the mental strength of each individual in this alien civilization was indeed unexpectedly weak.

If it weren't for the undeniable signs of intelligence in their behavior, Mavis would have suspected that these alien invaders were merely puppets lacking any real soul.

For such a civilization, the Nightmares would be courting death not only to parasitize it, but simply to enter its world.

This newly crowned nightmare could easily imagine the scene.

One day, the Nightmare Civilization launched a massive invasion of the world inhabited by this alien civilization. Lacking even a suitable host, a Nightmare succumbed to the ravages of time. Even though the five Venerables were powerless against the vast material world, the entire race was ultimately wiped out silently…

In a sense, this civilization that calls itself "Earth" is even more dangerous than the wizard civilization, at least for Nightmare.

Ever since that failed dream invasion, Mavis had abandoned the idea of ​​using Earth's civilization as a "fallback plan," until news of the fall of the Bauhinia Wizarding Academy spread. In the dream of a wizard who had survived by chance, it saw that scene: the appearance of the Radiant Moon Wizard, and the scene of his escape.

……

"How could such a powerful being be born in a world so spiritually impoverished?"

Lingering above the sea that is about to become a battlefield, and without actively exposing themselves, the Nightmare's unique existence means that unless one has extremely strong observational skills, there is virtually no way to detect them.

"Incredibly, despite being the only powerful being in that civilization, those ants have absolutely no impression or memory of it."

As the most capable subordinate of Black Heaven, one of the five great lords of the Nightmare World, even though Earthlings are unable to delve into dreams due to their impoverished spiritual power, it is still easy for Black Heaven to peer into human memories through other means.

Strangely, no matter how Mavis tried to peer into human memories, they had no memories of the powerful individual who had once displayed power that resembled that of the Five Great Venerables (Sun-level).

This alone wouldn't have surprised Mavis, since such a phenomenon exists in some civilizations as well.

Just as ordinary people at the bottom of the wizarding world don't know the difference between wizards, star wizards, and ordinary wizards, let alone the terrifying power wielded by sun-level wizards, lower-level individuals in alien civilizations may also lack accurate knowledge of higher-level individuals for various reasons.

What truly terrified this nightmare was that those Earthlings he had spied on, who he confirmed had no memory of that powerful individual, actually exhibited a clear understanding of that powerful being upon awakening.

Even nightmares, which feed on the mind and dreams, can't help but feel a chill when faced with such a bizarre situation.

A human being, using words and actions, is describing an object they know nothing about.

It was this strange situation that made Mavis change her initial decision and show such a respectful attitude when she came into contact with the alien powerhouse who was suspected to be at the Sun-level.

Mavis had a premonition that the powerful alien was hiding a huge secret, a secret that could allow him to further advance to the Venerable level, or even surpass it.

"Let me see what's under your ridiculous disguise... Hahaha..."

Seeing the three wizards' coordinated actions, Nightmare concealed his presence even more deeply, waiting for his "prey" to appear.

As for the Black Lord's plan to distract the wizards after killing the "prey" and the situation of the Nightmare World, what does that have to do with it?

In every civilization that abides by the law of the jungle, there has never been a shortage of weaklings who are "sacrificed" for the sake of the strong.

P.S.: Something came up today...maybe I'll be back later.

Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 806 Fog of War

[X.1174.8, Y.6066.5, Eagle spotted target, number three, altitude 2000~3000, speed 50]

The information coming from the sea gave the battlefield commander a slight boost. Although it was only local intelligence, it was a good thing as long as it could make this battlefield, which was shrouded in fog, a little more transparent.

"Eagle, report the target's status immediately!"

[The eagle cannot execute, repeating, the eagle cannot execute.]

The commander felt that the voices on the other end sounded somewhat chaotic, whether it was his imagination or not.

The thought of the various strange abilities possessed by those wizards made his heart tighten: "Calm down, Eagle, report the reason."

With a glance, he signaled to the busy people around him to quiet down, and the heavy breathing coming from the sea became much clearer. Reassured by the veteran commander, Eagle took a few deep breaths and responded.

[I...I don't know how to describe it. My teammate just attacked me, right behind me, and then he died...killed by another teammate, right in front of me...]

"Your teammates?"

Yes, numbers three and five... we're in the same squad... I don't know why they did that... why would they...?

Covering the microphone, the commander looked at his adjutant, who quickly replied, "Eagle 007 formation is all normal, there have been no casualties."

"Are you able to contact the other members of Eagle 007 squadron?"

"We're trying. The satellite signal is being jammed; it's unilaterally blocking signals from the outside in. That cloud layer is more complex than it appears on the surface—"

"I don't want to hear excuses!"

After suppressing his anger and growling, the commander picked up the microphone again: "Calm down, Eagle. Move to area X.1000, Y.5000. Someone will come to pick you up."

[X.1000……Y……]

"Y.5000".

He calmly repeated himself, listening to the increasingly heavy breathing on the other side, the commander had already prepared for the worst.

[Y.5000... Understood, Eagle IV confirms the order, moving towards Y.5000—Damn it, what are you doing!]

"Calm down! Eagle Four, what have you encountered?!"

They're attacking me, you bastards, I knew it! Didn't you always want to do this? Scum, you bastard—

In the last second before communications were cut off, the commander heard a scream amidst the furious machine gun fire.

"...03 lost signal, 05 lost signal...04 lost signal."

The commander released the communicator, which was now silent, and gazed at the eastern sky, which was covered by continuous dark clouds.

Through the gloomy sky, brief flashes of light could occasionally be seen—perhaps a successful attack? Or perhaps the meteorites from exploding and crashing ships or warships?

Half an hour ago, all means of communication between the land and the sea battlefield were completely cut off. Not only satellites in the sky, but even the high-powered signal towers built on the west coast only occasionally received a signal from the sea, while signals sent out to the sea all went unanswered.

The entire three carrier strike groups, along with nearly five thousand aircraft, vanished silently as if swallowed by the sea. Even now, when the enemy was on the verge of crushing the expeditionary force's naval power, they still didn't know how many enemies there were, what kind of strength they possessed, or what weapons they were using.

"...Where are our allies?"

"The Azure Navy set off twenty minutes ago and lost contact eighteen minutes ago as well."

"How is the restoration of Prometheus going?"

"It's done, but headquarters rejected Prometheus's deployment request."

A flash of light appeared on the horizon, and in the brief shadow that lingered, the commander saw a slowly collapsing silhouette: "...They are right. In this environment, even if 'Prometheus' were deployed, it wouldn't change anything."

In this environment of one-sided war and uncertainty, unless one possesses the power to overturn the entire situation in an instant, increasing the size of the army would only lead to annihilation.

Exclamations came from afar. Following the direction pointed out by an intelligence analyst, the commander saw a fighter jet break away from the clouds and approach the land.

"Quick! Make him surrender—"

"boom--!!!"

The flying machine disintegrated in the sky, and the broken debris, propelled by inertia, fell onto the coastal airport. Some of the debris directly hit the fuel tank, causing an even more violent explosion.

Through the swirling black smoke in the sky, people could vaguely see several figures dressed in gray robes disappearing into the clouds.

"..."

"..."

After a deathly silence, the commander slumped down and spoke in a weary voice, "Launch."

"General Karen, we cannot determine the whereabouts of our soldiers!"

"That's an order, execute it immediately, soldiers!"

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Sixth Ring Sorcery: Fog of War.

With three Moon-level wizards and three war fortresses equivalent to "wizard towers" as amplification devices, the resulting spell had reached the level of "war magic," and the mist formed by the mana covered an area twice the size of the west coast.

This spell not only blocks all energy penetration from outside the "mana," but also applies a first-level Malicious Induction to every non-wizard unit within it. Conversely, every wizard receives an invisibility spell and a defensive field equivalent to a second-level spell—making the wizards virtually invincible.

Add to that the sea beasts and sea creatures beneath the surface, and the war between the wizards and the expeditionary force was decided almost instantly at the start. It was only the sudden appearance of the automatons that gave the wizards some trouble; otherwise, the three war fortresses would probably have already been pushed to the coastline.

Even so, the war is almost over, but unlike the lower-ranking wizards who are excited about the easy victory, the three Moon Wizards who created this situation have no joy at all.

“Gevner, that powerful figure from another realm has not appeared.”

"What do you want to say?"

"Because of your stupidity, we lost an opportunity. We didn't need to act so early. We should have let him kill some of the wizards and destroy one or two war fortresses, making him think he was about to win before we made our move. Now you've messed everything up."

"Bitch—"

"Alright, shut up, everyone. That powerful figure from another realm might not have escaped so easily."

That being said, Chahares didn't hold much hope that the powerful alien who had watched the situation deteriorate without doing anything would stay here.

Wizarding Civilization: Chapter 807 The Civilization of the "Madman"

"Who among you needs live subjects?"

The routine question went unanswered, which made sense. Wizards' experiments were either bizarre or dangerous, so the stronger the material they needed, the better. Although this alien race had a similar physical structure to wizards, they were more than a hundred times weaker. They were far more useful than simply capturing a few mortals from the wizarding world.

In other words, their weapons that can function without mana are somewhat impressive, but only for wizards below the Star level. For wizards who have reached the Star level, even attacks with power falling from the sky, similar to the spell "Meteor Fall," are meaningless.

After all, wizards aren't buildings; they won't just sit in one place and let the enemy bombard them. If necessary, they can even move at speeds close to those of fighter jets. With that speed and a defensive field, no matter how many weapons are available, it won't make a difference.

"Then let's destroy it completely. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and doesn't translate directly.)

After making their decision, the three wizards directed their respective war fortresses toward the coastline, and the fog of war overhead moved toward the western coast as the wizards moved.

Looking at the dense cluster of buildings along the distant coastline, and the tiny figures already hidden among them, a cruel look appeared on Gefner's face. Just as he was about to strike with the magic spell in his hand, he suddenly looked up.

—A "shooting star".

Yes, it was just another feeble attack, no different from those launched by other vulnerable races.

He doesn't even need to react; he just needs to wait for it to fall into the "fog of war" and it will naturally lose its target and fall into the sea...

But what is this sudden increase in heart rate?

The Wizard's Will watches over every wizard, and the more powerful one is, the more one can feel its omnipresence. When wizards fight each other, it does not favor any wizard, but when facing alien realms, it is more effective than any magic.

This will only approach you when you are close to death.

"Do not--!"

Gevner no longer cared why this unremarkable "meteor" gave him such a terrifying premonition. Without hesitation, he activated all the magical artifacts on his body, layers upon layers of defensive barriers surrounding him like an iron barrel, and then he moved with all his might towards the distant area—

sky.

It was detonated before the missile fell into the "fog" and lost signal.

A beam of light burst forth in the sky.

The war fog with a radius of five kilometers, along with the mana, was instantly evaporated. The compressed atmosphere swept outward in ripples, along with the fog. The war fortress that was blocking the way was pushed back several hundred meters in mid-air before the last layer of magical defense covering its surface was crushed and crashed into the sea along an inclined trajectory with a piercing metallic twisting sound.

Not far above it, a mushroom cloud slowly rose.

……

Lowering his hand that had been instinctively blocking his view, a sharp pain shot through his palm. Gazing at the rising mushroom cloud in the distance, Chahares felt a lingering fear.

It was too short.