1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King

112 Entering the Moon Realm Again

This was a dilapidated fortress that seemed to be built at the end of the world.

Looking up, although he couldn’t see where the sun was, there were dilapidated dusk scenes everywhere. Countless dilapidated walls of different eras and architectural styles seemed to have been kneaded together by a pair of invisible hands, forming countless floating islands around the fortress.

Or rather, it was more like a wordless tombstone.

The crow messenger, who had been released from its cage, flew out of the fortress behind William. The latter looked at the dilapidated surroundings in surprise and confusion.

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This extremely symbolic scene that resembled the realization of a concept was undoubtedly a characteristic of the Moon Realm. However, this place was like Currere at the same time. Everything had a complete form, and its appearance wouldn’t change because of the change in the angle of one’s observation.

The dilapidated fortress behind was a building built here. It was a fortress built with all kinds of stone or something else in reality.

“Are you very surprised?” William walked to the cliff of the abyss around the fortress and suddenly asked.

“Where is this? Why do I feel that this isn’t the Moon Realm or Currere?” the crow messenger asked.

“You’re wrong… This is both the Moon Realm domain’s Finality scene and the Twilight Fortress located near the Scar of Sorrow in the Grief Mountains. This is a combination of these two places, opening up the intersection between reality and illusion. Or rather, according to current sayings, a so-called plane fusion phenomenon has happened here.”

As William spoke, a few illusory white figures suddenly appeared around the cliff. They carried tools and stones and passed by William while chatting and laughing. They didn’t notice that there was anyone.

The crow messenger was shocked by the sudden appearance of the figures. It flapped its wings and flew higher. After seeing the figures ignore them and walk into the fortress behind it, it asked, “Who are they?”

“Workers repairing the fortress,” William replied.

Those figures were workers repairing the Twilight Fortress in Currere. As they were on the other end of the curtain, they couldn’t see William and the crow messenger in Finality.

However, if they were magic chanters, they could sense William’s existence in the ether domain. They could also use magic to interfere with the people on the other end of the curtain.

Of course, on the other hand, people on this side could also use magic to affect the people in Currere.

This was the consequence of plane fusion—dividing the world into two levels that could directly interfere with each other.

If the Void Sovereigns fused Their Moon Realm domain into the land of reality, the domain They ruled would no longer be the void. They would become the true eternal rulers of this land.

When that happened, the Void Sovereigns wouldn’t need the Moon Realm rifts, contracts, mediums, or wait for the constellations to align to affect Currere. Every word They said could echo in the ears of all mortals under Their rule. Any action of Theirs could cause mountains to collapse and rivers to dry.

At the same time, all mortals would be unprotected and exposed to the hunt of the Lunar Monsters. If one weren’t a magic chanter, one wouldn’t even be qualified to discover them.

This was what the Void Sovereigns were currently planning.

At the very least, a portion of what the Void Sovereign had such plans in mind.

William grabbed the crow messenger beside him and jumped off the cliff.

The Twilight Fortress’s plane fusion with the Finality scene only had a very small range. Moreover, it was strictly controlled through the seal in Twilight Hall. Only the Judges were qualified to use this function.

As long as he left this small range, he could step into the true Moon Realm.

This was probably how Coles and Blake went to the Moon Realm to search for the Seed of Hope after all the Moon Realm rifts were closed back then.

After entering the Moon Realm, William pondered over these trivial matters.

Then, he arrived at the Moon Realm’s high point like last time. Standing there, he looked down at the 13 Void Sovereign countries.

Compared to the scene William saw when he came here not long ago, the Lady of Starvation’s domain, the Lake of Entropy, seemed to have enlarged significantly. Moreover, it was slowly expanding at a visible speed.

It looked like the blight that was constantly spreading on the Vic Continent was constantly strengthening Her. If this trend continued, It wouldn’t be long before She could organize a hunger march to wreak havoc in Currere.

William sighed slightly and turned his gaze elsewhere. The Nightmare Swamp shrouded in the mist hadn’t changed much from the last time he saw it. Seeing this, William ignored the struggle of the crow messenger in his hand and fell in the direction of the Nightmare Swamp.

After passing through the mist that echoed with dream murmurings and screams, William found himself in a sinister dungeon.

The constantly howling humanoid pillar of fire lit up the surroundings. Iron cages filled with barbs hung everywhere in the dungeon, and about a third of them were filled with people.

Beside every iron cage that imprisoned someone was an interrogator with eyes sewn shut, and their flesh and blood were engraved with terrifying totems. They tortured the people in the cages with all kinds of nasty torture tools. Painful cries echoed everywhere in the dungeon. Some were filled with vigor as they could scream loudly, while some could only moan.

The Prison of Torture—the domain of the Dream of Pain.

Those people in the cages were unlucky people who accidentally barged into the Nightmare Swamp while having nightmares.

The Moon Realm domain of the Lord of Nightmare was different from other Void Sovereigns. The Nightmare Swamp was connected to all mortals’ nightmares. Although She couldn’t rely on this to have any substantial impact on Currere, in turn, She was the Void Sovereign who was best at luring mortals to Her domain.

It was similar to how Liliana’s soul was imprisoned in the Nightmare Swamp. Back then, it wasn’t the day of the Lord of Nightmare’s summoning, and there were no mediums like statues and altars around that could project Her power. However, just because she fell into a Nightmare, the other party could easily pull Liliana’s soul into the Moon Realm.

This was also the biggest reason why William came to make a deal with Zamara.

Sensing that a person had suddenly appeared in the cell, the torturers stopped what they were doing and turned to William. Then, they found it strange—not only was there a spirit body here, but a person with a complete body and soul was also standing there. This wasn’t common.

Of course, just because it wasn’t common didn’t mean it wouldn’t happen. In the past few centuries, there had been a few instances where magic chanters came to the Moon Realm in search of strength and ended up getting lost.

The outcome of those people was abnormally tragic.

Therefore, this didn’t affect the torturers from following their usual operating procedures—capture, imprisonment, torture…

With the sound of chains, the torturers surrounded him with the blood-stained torture tools in their hands.

The iron cage closest to William opened itself with a creak.

“Enter voluntarily… Or do you need my help?” the leader of the torturers asked in a hoarse voice like an old woman.

William looked at them and then at the sword in his hand. After some thought, he put Judgment 2 back into his inventory.

After all, he was here to discuss cooperation with Zamara. If he destroyed the Lunar Monsters under Her command the moment he came to the Nightmare Swamp, it might make the other party question his sincerity.

Seeing this person put away his weapons very ‘nicely,’ the leader of the torturers nodded in satisfaction.

It held the restraining tool filled with barbed teeth and walked in front of the person whose body had entered the Nightmare Swamp for some reason. It grabbed the other party’s hand and planned on putting it into the torture tool.

“I have many colleagues who like people who are willing to put up a struggle, but I’m different. I prefer obedient people like you. Perhaps you think that you will suffer less if you submit to me, but unfortunately…”

The torturer suddenly stopped speaking because it realized that it couldn’t move the person’s hand at all no matter how hard it tried.

It had to be known that this was the interior of the Prison of Torture. Every torturer could absorb a large amount of strength from the tortured mental bodies around them. If they could maintain this state and enter Currere, it would be easy for them to shatter rocks and break gold with their bare hands.

Now, it was extremely difficult for it to even move the other party’s hand.

It looked up at the gray-haired man in confusion, and the other party smiled at it.

Crack! A voice sounded from its wrist, and intense pain made it shout.

Its wrist was snapped by the other party.

“There’s no need to feel regret. At the very least, you won’t suffer any less later,” William twisted the other party’s hand and said.