Chapter 1530
Chapter 1530: A Dream Trace Comparable to the Colorless Land
Vasemir could not understand why an existence as powerful as her would be affected by that little girl’s bad luck.
She would never know, nor would she ever understand.
Even the most powerful witch would be rendered in a wretched state under the erosion of bad luck.
Let alone her.
At the exact moment Ye Qiyan arrived in this world…
At the moment when Vasemir interfered with the intersection of Zhao Lin’s good luck and bad luck…
All of the bad luck fell upon her alone.
It only needed an opportunity to completely erupt.
And that opportunity was the arrival of Ye Qiyan.
Vasemir felt her power becoming increasingly obscure; as the Witch of the Mirror Lake, she could not even feel the source of her life.
Why?
Because at this station, Zhao Lin had been hiding for over three months, and only through a faint Miracle had she finally found an opportunity to escape.
Yet Vasemir insisted on dragging Zhao Lin back.
Thus, she had to bear the wrath of [bad luck].
This Station World where Zhao Lin was located was a world where The End had been forcibly halted.
While parts of it experienced The End, life simultaneously existed within this realm.
And the moment Ye Qiyan’s Dream Weaving began…
Vasemir no longer had any chance to escape.
Because…
Ye Qiyan had awakened Him.
Awakened Him—the entity capable of forcibly halting The End!?
[????]
[Who is it?]
[Can… I awaken?]
[The End… World…]
[Who?]
A colossal giant revived upon the earth.
A pair of rough hands was entwined with countless vengeful spirits.
On the face hidden beneath a filthy hood, those eyes were gazing right at Ye Qiyan.
[A dream?]
[Reality?]
[I…]
Vasemir trembled all over.
She looked at this awakened existence in terror.
“You, you are… No, impossible! Human! What on earth did you do!? How could you possibly do something like this!?”
She could not believe the reality before her eyes.
Yet the truth was laid out right in front of her.
Ye Qiyan stroked the dragon head of The Hunt.
Having come in a rush this time, apart from his card sequence, he had only brought The Hunt and Lisette, who had voluntarily submerged into the Matrix to await his summons before the Voyage.
He didn’t answer Vasemir’s question, as he didn’t even know who this giant fellow was—and even if he did, it didn’t matter.
Because right now…
It was a [Dream].
Ye Qiyan exchanged a glance with that existence.
With just a single glance, that giant being extended a finger toward him.
In the next instant…
Above the head of The Hunt, a ray of radiance fell into Ye Qiyan’s palm.
[Ding-dong]
[Unlocked Golden Race Seven Virtues: [Confidence]]
[Effect: No effect needed]
[You are already full of confidence]
[Current Status]
[Wandering Star Holy Mark has completed its evolution]
[Wandering Star Holy Mark · Courage · Champion · Glory · Pride · Art · Confidence!]
[Seven Virtues Acquired: 5/7]
[Note: This is a thank-you gift from ??]
“I don’t know who you are, but thanks, big guy.”
That giant existence remained silent, merely watching—watching Vasemir’s panic, watching Ye Qiyan ride the Transcendence Mecha-Dragon, watching Zhao Lin whose face was full of worship, and watching… the blasphemy card in Ye Qiyan’s hand.
What powerful energy.
This level of power even gave Ye Qiyan a feeling of a Dream Trace reaching the degree of the Colorless Land back then.
And the source of all this was no longer a group of Golden Race fugitives, nor an escape pod.
It was simply that existence, that giant figure.
Who was He?
Even after awakening Him, Ye Qiyan still did not get to know His true name.
How on earth did a girl like Zhao Lin end up in a Station World like this?
The Hunt mauled Vasemir.
Under the restraint of bad luck, as well as the suppression of Dream Weaving and that giant existence…
Her heart was filled with terror.
And the terror rendered her resistance against Ye Qiyan, this supreme evil Dominator, increasingly feeble.
Power from this world caused one transcendence warhead after another to condense into form.
Super-heavy singularities manifested all around The Hunt.
It soared between the singularities.
Wherever it passed, terrifying black holes sucked Vasemir’s puppets inside, turning them to dust.
Vasemir fled in panic, but where could she possibly run?
The Mark of Justice from [blasphemy card V: The Judge] had locked onto her firmly.
The Anchor Point of [blasphemy card vii: the Anchor] had fallen upon this world, rendering the space extremely stable.
Strengthened by the Dream Trace woven by [blasphemy card x: Dream Weaver] in this world, the power of The Hunt reached an unprecedented level.
“No, you can’t kill me! I am that exalted existence’s servant! If you kill me, He will surely avenge me!”
“Is that so?”
Vasemir was pinned down by the sharp claws of The Hunt.
From atop the dragon’s head, Ye Qiyan leaped down and landed right before the witch.
“An existence so weak that He wouldn’t even let you know His name probably never viewed you as a servant in the first place. What a pathetic witch.”
She was not strong.
Comparing her to others, she was roughly on par with [True God · Food Pleasure] back before it evolved into [Predation].
No, perhaps even weaker.
Ye Qiyan even felt it was a bit of a pity.
A pity that the opponent encountered in a world like this was such a weak witch.
Wasting a mark of the dream comparable to the Colorless Land on her.
Coupled with Zhao Lin’s bad luck…
Vasemir’s defeat was not unfair in the slightest.
“Any last words?”
The muzzle of Ebony was aimed at Vasemir’s head.
“If you just want to say stuff like ‘I can’t die’, you’d better keep it to yourself.”
Ye Qiyan stuffed a clump of mechanical parts into the witch’s mouth. Without a hint of pity in his eyes, he waited for the words that could no longer be spoken.
Vasemir’s resentment seemed to turn into malice, as if wanting to transform into a vengeful spirit before death and charge into Ye Qiyan’s sea of Mental Power.
Yet she could do nothing.
“Mm, looks like no last words.”
The bullet was chambered.
[Ebony · True Name Release]
[Black Sun]
[Resolution Ascension]
[Full Enchantment]
Inside the muzzle, a powerful energy was condensing.
Ye Qiyan’s fourth blasphemy card finally played its role at this moment.
[blasphemy card XIV: Dominator]
[Imprint · Dominate! × Exclusive!]
[Secondary Amplification of All Abilities]
One bullet, double the power.
“Oh right, one last question. Consider your answer as your final words.”
He pressed the muzzle against the witch’s chest, shoving it forcefully through her chest until it rested directly against her beating heart.
He removed the mechanical parts.
Vasemir wept tears of pure terror.
However, the Demon Raven circling in the sky cast a mocking gaze down at her.
[Exclusive Module: The Final Question]
“Will you die?”
“I… I will… die…”
The trigger was pulled, and crimson blood burst outward.
The light faded from Vasemir’s eyes, and her corpse gradually shrank until it turned into a palm-sized witch doll with an open chest, its entire body reflecting light like a mirror lake.
[Witch of the Mirror Lake · Vasemir]
[Level: 13]
[Vessel storing the title of [Witch of the Mirror Lake]]
[Can bestow the name [Witch of the Mirror Lake] upon any [Female Unit]]
Ye Qiyan picked up the doll and raised an eyebrow.
“Only Level Seven Virtues And nothing else… This gal really was weak.
Speaking of which, shouldn’t I frame a crime for you?”
“Ah, got it.”
“Your crime is hurting my business partner. Unpardonable!”
