Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

Matra watched this scene, instinctively shouting, "No..."

Only managed to say one word.

Vivian's claws ruthlessly plunged into his heart.

"Puff!"

It spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Matra immediately suffered equivalent damage, his chest heaving violently, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, seemingly mixed with bits of flesh.

This indicated that he had suffered a severe injury.

Vivian let out a piercing laugh, and an eyeball burst with a "pop".

A black gleam shot from the eye socket, striking Matra like lightning.

If Matra hadn't been injured, with his exceptional agility, avoiding the black gleam wouldn't be a problem.

Unfortunately, he had just suffered a heavy blow, his reaction slowed considerably, and he could only watch helplessly as the black gleam struck his forehead.

The effect of the black gleam was extremely bizarre, as Matra's forehead skin instantly became wrinkled.

"Ah~"

Matra howled in despair.

Both of his eyeballs shriveled immediately, rendering him completely blind.

At the same time,

Vivian's aura rapidly dwindled.

This indicated that its power had been almost completely depleted.

If the battle continued even for a few more seconds, its "bottom line" would be exposed and then it would be finished off by Matra.

But there's no if, it's the victor now.

"Hiss!"

Vivian let out a cry of satisfaction.

Its mouth rapidly secreted dark green saliva, and it swiftly pounced.

Its mouth opened to a horrifying angle, at least over 120 degrees, revealing rows of sharp teeth.

Vivian bit into Matra's chest, tearing off a large chunk of flesh.

"Ah~"

Matra's scream grew even louder.

The guy had completely lost the ability to resist and could only let the monster butcher him.

Wen Zehan watched with admiration.

He understood in his heart that in terms of personal strength, Matra was significantly stronger than Vivian.

But the result of the battle was completely different, Matra was toyed with, and at most, only utilized thirty percent of his full capacity.

Was Matra just too weak?

Certainly not!

The root cause was that the boss was too formidable, utilizing everything to the fullest, and practically played Matra to death.

The scene that followed could be described as a "nightmare".

Despite Wen Zehan having witnessed many cruel events lately, watching Vivian consume while turning the hotel room into a slaughterhouse still brought an extremely strong sense of nausea.

He willed the scene to blur slightly.

Wen Zehan breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did his stomach feel a bit better.

He quickly noticed that Vivian had recovered significantly.

Where there was evident drooping before, now its spirit had greatly improved, and its movements became swift and powerful.

The two small horns on its forehead visibly extended about two centimeters, and the tail behind it also stretched longer.

This indicated that Vivian's strength had increased.

At this moment,

Vivian, who was holding a head and covered in blood from gnawing, suddenly stopped and spit out a bone.

Wen Zehan was momentarily stunned and instantly realized something: "It must have discovered something."

He quickly activated the satellite scan.

A second later,

Wen Zehan found an anomaly.

At the top of the hotel building, a very faint gray shadow had appeared there at some point.

This uninvited guest was obviously the reason the monster stopped feeding.

Wen Zehan recalled another sentence the boss had said earlier: "The new Mysterious Race visitor is likely already in Fire Phoenix City."

It was like a sudden realization; he instantly understood a lot.

The boss guessed right!

This is a Mysterious Race visitor!

The Qingyang Demon Race had really sneaked onto Canglan Star!

Wen Zehan couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ghost, did you orchestrate this play just to lure out this Qingyang Demon Race?"

Yang Fan's voice came through: "Yes, Matra should be a 'Demon Servant' created by the Qingyang Demon Race.

"A Demon Servant and its master share a special supernatural link, a connection based on the soul.

"When the Demon Servant dies, as long as the master's distance is not too far, the master will definitely sense it.

"Since this Blood Sacrifice Altar is in Fire Phoenix City, I deduce Matra's master should not be too far away.

"So I used Vivian to kill Matra, attempting to lure out this Qingyang Demon Race, and now it seems my speculation was correct."

Wen Zehan listened and felt deep admiration.

No wonder he is the boss!

Yang Fan paused for a moment and added, "Perhaps the Qingyang Demon Race that sneaked in secretly might not be less than double digits."

Wen Zehan nodded heavily, "It's possible!"

In the view,

Vivian nervously swayed its tail and looked up toward the roof, asking, "Who are you?"

The gray shadow floated down like light smoke, hovering ten meters away from the window, saying something in a very awkward language.

The magical power of the Satellite Star Formation instantly allowed Wen Zehan to understand the sentence: "Which branch of the 'Five Colored Flame Race' are you from?"

Wen Zehan immediately sought Mr. Ghost's guidance: "Mr. Ghost, what is the Five Colored Flame Race?"

Yang Fan explained: "The Qingyang Demon Race is not a monolithic entity; it is divided into five different factions, each not under each other's command.

"Each faction is distinguished by a certain color of flame and possesses different attribute powers, which is the origin of the term Five Colored Flame.

"I personally believe that the controller of the Five Colored Flame Race should be a super powerhouse at the half-god level."

While Wen Zehan was impressed with the boss's omniscience, his heart was filled with shock.

Damn!

So Great Xia is up against a superpower led by a half-god powerhouse, and how are they supposed to play this?

Yang Fan continued, "By the most conservative estimate, the number of the Qingyang Demon Race should be at the level of a trillion.

"Originally, the area Canglan Star is about to fall into was far away from the Qingyang Demon Race's sphere of influence, yet these demons still came."

Wen Zehan felt a tingling on his scalp.

Damn damn damn!

Are there trillions of Qingyang Demon Race?

Yang Fan sighed, "If I'm not mistaken, this whole World Domain and even the higher-level Realm may be about to face a massive demon catastrophe!"

Wen Zehan immediately gasped.

Given his current status, he naturally knew what a demon catastrophe was.

The Civilization World and demons are absolute nemeses; every year, some Civilization Worlds get destroyed by demons.

Hence, each civilization calls it—the demon catastrophe.