A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 562 Changes in the Shas Plane

With the influx of dream power, the Shas plane suddenly became extremely dangerous.

For Jiang Shuzhou, a legendary figure who wields the power of dreams, this little bit of dream power poses no threat to him. On the contrary, it allows him to thrive.

But it's a different story for others.

Jiang Shuzhou's previous estimate was that mortals would only begin to die in large numbers once the entire plane was dragged into the dream world.

However, he miscalculated.

For Jiang Shuzhou, the power of dreams had always been too docile, leading him to misjudge its destructive potential to mortals.

In a small fishing village in the eastern province of the Hague Empire.

Knock knock knock, knock knock knock.

There was a loud banging on the door outside, but the house was empty, as if the person had already left.

But that's only what it appears; in reality, there are still people inside.

Pad, an honest and simple farmer, was now carefully hiding in the well, not daring to breathe.

The incident began in the evening, just as it was getting dark.

"Sigh, I've worked so hard today, I'm exhausted. I hope we'll have a good harvest in a few days."

Pad dragged his tired body slowly toward home.

Pad's family was considered to have some assets, owning some land, making them wealthy farmers. However, since all the other farmers had been hired by the landlords and he was still young, Pad didn't hire anyone. He got up every day to do farm work, working from dawn till dusk.

Originally, it was just a normal day, nothing special.

Until he returned to the village.

"What's that smell? It smells so much like...blood?"

It only took Pad a few seconds to recognize the incredibly rich aroma.

In an instant, he realized what was happening and quickly prepared to run out of the village.

Whatever it is, he can't stay in the village anymore. He doesn't know what's going on inside, but his intuition tells him that it's probably nothing good.

Could it be that the village chief, that old bastard, slept in someone's house and that's why they're retaliating?

Thinking this, Pad took off running. Under the influence of adrenaline, he felt no fatigue at all.

However, as he approached the village entrance, he stopped and turned to run back home.

At the village entrance stood a huge, bloated mass of flesh, upon which were the faces of dozens of people.

They screamed, wailed, and roared in anger.

Anyone would know that something is wrong with this lump of stuff.

Especially the sounds coming from behind.

"Patrick, why don't you come back?"

"Join us, you'll thank me."

"Come, let us become one..."

Several voices rang out, and upon closer listening, they turned out to be the voices of people from the village.

Meanwhile, as it spoke, the strange ball of flesh slowly moved, chasing after Pad.

Pad glanced back and saw the scene. He was so frightened that he scrambled back home, locked the doors and windows, and hid in the well.

Clang clang clang, clang clang clang.

A knock sounded at the door.

"Is anyone there? I've come to rescue you. Come with me, and you will be safe if you obey."

The person outside spoke in a harsh tone, as if they weren't a normal person.

Pad didn't believe a word of it; he was sure it was the devil outside the door trying to trick him into going out.

After knocking on the door and receiving no response, the person outside stopped and left.

"Humans are so strange. I've shown them kindness, but they don't appreciate it at all."

The fake man muttered something, then turned and left.

The anomaly here is inextricably linked to him, since he was the one who set up the dream anchor here, which is why the overflowing dream power formed this monster.

Clearly, he intended to help Pad, after all, he was just an ordinary dream creature, a simple matter.

Unfortunately, under extreme fear, Pad lost the ability to think and completely distrusted everyone.

If he thought about it carefully, he would realize that the monster moved at a completely slow, crawling speed, which was faster than walking but definitely much slower than running.

How could that monster have arrived so quickly in such a short time, and even knocked on the door so politely?

Soon, the sound rang out again.

This time, it wasn't a knock, but a real banging on the door.

Knock knock knock, knock knock knock.

boom!

With a loud crash, the door was smashed open.

Then came a wriggling sound.

"Where are you?"

"Stop hiding."

Come, let us become one.

"I've found you!"

Darkness engulfed the well; it wasn't that the sky had completely darkened, but rather that a gigantic figure had blocked the well's opening.

"No! Don't!"

Pad regretted it; he shouldn't have hidden in the well. If he had known, he would have hidden somewhere else.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs," and he didn't get a second chance.

Darkness swallowed him.

Soon, another face filled with deep regret appeared on the huge ball of flesh.

In cases like this, there are a lot of them in this plane.

In the North, an immortal skinner butcher ruthlessly slaughters everyone he sees. The skin of those he kills vanishes, leaving only red flesh. Moreover, after death, they rise again to become his accomplices.

In the swamp, one after another, highly decaying humanoid monsters rose from the swamp, roaring as they attacked the living. They were the reflections of the dead of the past, and they hated all living beings.

In the glorious Middle-earth, terrifying dreams plague everyone. Every dream is a game of life and death. If one dies in a dream, their soul will be extracted from their body, leading to the decay and decay of the physical body.

Southwest...

Now, the Shas plane is in complete chaos, with letters of appeal being sent out and villages becoming deserted.

The whole world is becoming visibly more lively.

All sorts of demons and monsters gathered together, and countless calamities vied to erupt, fearing that if they were a step too late, no one would be left to wreak havoc.

Inside the floating city, Tessa's face was extremely grim.

She never imagined that Jiang Shuzhou would be so ruthless as to destroy the entire plane just to deal with her.

"How could he do this? Doesn't his conscience hurt?"

Tyr, the God of Justice, sneered at this and then said...

"Of course not, that's just the kind of person he is, heartless and utterly merciless!"

Seizing the opportunity to belittle the enemy, Tyr naturally showed no mercy and relentlessly denigrated Jiang Shuzhou.

"Fortunately, I knew this would happen, so I specifically got some things from Wojnarowski that could counter him."