Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

Not long.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

The ceremonial officer of Mount of Gods, Matra, wrapped in a bath towel, leisurely walked out.

He walked barefoot to the bedside, gazing at the still unconscious, beautiful waitress Vivian, as a glimmer of desire flashed in his eyes again.

During their moments of pleasure, he secretly used the ring's mechanism to inject Vivian with a toxin named "Devotion."

This toxin has no antidote.

Devotion has only one function — forcefully stimulating the target's life potential, so even if severely injured, they won't easily die.

The toxin's effect lasts for only two days. After two days, the organs will deteriorate and lead to death, so it's the perfect toxin for blood sacrifice rituals.

Sacrificial offerings, stimulated by the toxin, have stronger life force, allowing them to endure longer, which enhances the effectiveness of the ritual.

"The great Eternal Saint Master will surely like you."

Matra gently caressed Vivian's neck, resisting the urge to cut her carotid artery with a scalpel and whispered a sentence.

He didn't know "Eternal Saint Master," only that it was the teaching from the "Enlightener" from beyond.

Unfortunately, more than a year ago, the Enlightener mysteriously died, and Mount of Gods still doesn't know who the killer is.

Now Mount of Gods is implementing a plan called the "Saint Master Plan," intending to welcome the arrival of another Enlightener.

Originally, Matra didn't believe in the reality of Eternal Saint Master, but through repeated rituals, he gradually sensed an unimaginable existence.

He began to believe that this was the Eternal Saint Master.

On another note.

As Matra participated in more and more sacrifices, he found his power was growing rapidly, significantly outpacing the elite Superpower Users of the Federation.

Thus, his heart grew increasingly devoted to the Eternal Saint Master.

At this moment.

Matra kissed the ring and smiled as he murmured, "I like Devotion."

Now he fully understood why the toxin was named Devotion.

"Snap!"

Matra couldn't hold back his bloodthirsty impulse and snapped one of Vivian's little fingers.

The beautiful waitress screamed in pain, waking up from unconsciousness.

At first, she was dazed for a moment, then awakened by the agonizing pain.

Vivian looked down at her finger, crooked at a strange angle, then looked at the man standing in front, wearing a strange smile, and finally understood her dire situation.

She shuddered and curled up, her pretty face turning pale with fright: "Wh-what are you going to do?"

Matra answered dismissively: "Begin to fear now. The more intense your fear is, the more delighted the Saint Master will be during the sacrifice."

Vivian finally realized she seemed to have fallen into the hands of a terrifying psychopath killer.

The "sacrifice" he mentioned was possibly the moment of her death.

She clamped her jaws, a determination to fight for her life rose within her heart.

No choice.

Without fighting, there's only a dead end. Taking a chance might offer a glimmer of survival.

Vivian suddenly stood up from the couch, abruptly lifting her leg to kick the weak spot in the man's lower body.

But she was just an ordinary person, how could she be a match for a Superpower User.

With a mere swing of Matra's right hand, she was sent flying backwards.

"Thud!"

There was a dull sound.

Vivian crashed hard against the wall, then fell back onto the couch, writhing in pain, filled with despair.

If it were a regular hotel, she could cry out for help.

But this was a suite in a luxury hotel, with soundproofing so excellent that even if she screamed herself hoarse, people outside wouldn't hear.

Matra's tone carried a hint of mockery: "You're braver than I expected, so I've decided to break another finger as a reward."

Vivian felt even more desperate.

At that moment.

An indifferent male voice inexplicably sounded in her mind: "Do you want revenge?"

Vivian paused, immediately responding: "I do!"

The male voice asked again: "This is the Devil's power, you will completely lose yourself, even lose your life, are you still willing?"

Vivian took a deep breath and nodded: "I'm willing!"

This sentence she said aloud.

She already understood her inevitable death, so even making a deal with the Devil, she was willing.

Matra heard "I'm willing," instantly becoming alert: "Bitch, who are you talking to?"

Up until now, this guy had kept a graceful demeanor, but now his true nature finally surfaced.

As soon as he finished speaking.

He clearly saw Vivian's chest thumping continuously, the amplitude was simply abnormal.

"Thump! Thump!"

The heartbeat echoed in the room, even loud enough to be considered resounding.

Matra felt increasingly uneasy, immediately gathering Power at the fastest speed, and punched forward.

"Bang!"

The fist force exploded with a roar.

Simply based on this sound, Matra's strength was evident.

Even amongst the Jiuzhou Legion, known as the greatest Superpower User organization on Canglan Star, this person was undoubtedly an elite.

The next second.

Matra looked shocked.

He saw the skin on Vivian's chest, instantly becoming bloody and mangled, as patches of black scales rapidly emerged.

"Bang!"

The punch hit the scales precisely.

Normally, if this punch hit an ordinary person, they'd certainly be torn apart instantly.

But Vivian merely took a step back, as blood oozed from her seven orifices.

At the same time.

Her skin was ruptured, more black scales appeared, and a small section of tail sprouted out from her back.

Two small protuberances even appeared on her forehead, material resembling horn-like substance, undoubtedly just two small horns.