Chapter 1292 - 512: Encircling Hunt of the Son of the Sea God (Part 3)

Alka looked at the vast lake before him and couldn’t help but smile. A large amount of mercury-like mirror liquid began to spread around under the cover of night, expanding its range without entering the seawater.

Heroic songs echoed.

Adding blessings of justice to all.

But facing these attacks, Julia could only keep dodging.

Alka’s eyes already saw the points of light flashing on the body of the Son of the Sea Beast before him, two orange and two gold.

This means his body naturally possessed two Holy Grail Level treasures and two Scepter Level treasures.

And according to the characteristics of mythical creatures, the demigod before him likely inherently possesses one or two instinctual abilities.

Compared to Alka, they’re only short of one Holy Grail Level treasure, not to mention his strength is at the eighth stage.

Higher than Alka imagined, but it could be seen that although his power was at the eighth stage overall, it was weak.

Matilda was healing everyone.

Pororo and Julia were quickly struck by two tentacles, smashing them among the surrounding rubble.

And that’s not all.

Juan Luo’s attack could hardly affect the enemy much, and Simon had to pilot his massive mecha, wielding an energy gathering weapon from afar to harass those tentacles.

Limited attack power on the main body.

Only the massive dragon beast formed by Jason and Matilda, with nearly tier six peak strength. Capable of engaging in some combat with these tentacles and monsters for a while.

Luckily, with the strong power of the Great Elder and the Thundercloud Element in the sky, they assisted everyone in dispersing the attack power.

Otherwise, they would undoubtedly suffer serious injuries.

The battle quickly fell into a stalemate, but with Alka having more people here, through mutual cooperation, they could still hold back the enemy’s attacks and restrict them in place.

The timing was right.

The moon in the sky suddenly fell, and a moon rapidly plummeted down, completely beyond the Son of the Sea God’s imagination.

He didn’t pay attention to the scene overhead, or even if he did notice, he wouldn’t think there was anything wrong with the moon.

This strike hit his neck instantly, smashing the giant body of the sea beast into the lake.

Then a mass of moonlight formed pillar-like beams, firing and hitting his body, completely suppressing him in the sea.

The seawater began to be polluted by mercury-like mirror surface power, turning into mirrors, and Alka flipped the mirror surface with a wave.

Everyone followed into the world within the mirror together.

Alka had long permeated inside with Dream Power, instantly dying the place into a world like a dream.

The power of storms and lightning exploded, pushing Chadite away.

"Moon Power? Are you that damned wench’s follower?" The Son of the Sea God looked at Chadite and couldn’t help but speak.

Upon closer inspection, he found things not quite right and said no more.

He began using furious attacks, with numerous lightning nets scattering all around like dots.

Julia and Matilda had to huddle together, their combined power successfully repelling the attacks with the help of the Thundercloud Element and the Great Elder.

But Simon and Juanlu weren’t so fortunate.

Where the electric net passed, they were instantly struck down; if not for a stone wall rising from the ground to envelop them, they would’ve been roasted into charcoal.

Simon’s mecha instantly shattered into fragments, and Juanlu was nearly electrocuted unconscious, twitching continuously on the ground.

Now, aside from Jason, Chadite, and Pororo, others were already struggling to join the fight.

Primarily, everyone else’s power stacked onto theirs, enabling the few to withstand the electric net while attacking.

Alka began absorbing the Dream Power, his strength suddenly elevating to the eighth stage.

Upon sensing Alka’s strength rise to the eighth stage, even surpassing his own.

Son of the Sea God felt a nagging unease in his heart.

Instantly abandoning the battle with Chadite and others, all his power concentrated, surging towards Alka.

Facing countless tentacles entwined with the power of lightning and hurricanes and the Son of the Sea God’s massive head, Alka reached forward with both hands, twisting the space remotely.

The surrounding space, dream realm, and elemental power began solidifying, and the tentacles that twirled around were shattered into fragments by an unknown force.

"Die, foolish mortal!"

The enormous mouth bit onto Alka, chewing ample lightning within the mouth, determined to turn Alka into waste within it.

Suddenly, a fierce elemental force exploded from within his body, penetrating through him.

At some point, Alka had appeared behind him, his body radiating with beams of light from massive power.

Inside the mouth that had been chewing moments ago, carrying sensations from a normal body, suddenly broke and vanished.

"When did this happen?"

"From the start, idiot."

A great deal of blood spilled; Alka’s power continued surging upwards, flooding in.

The Dream Realm’s power began pouring in, with soul chains suddenly flying out from Alka’s body, directly piercing the Sea God’s own body, binding even his soul.

At this moment, the Son of the Sea God was completely alarmed.

"What is happening? Why? Why is there soul imprisonment why can you control the dream realm like this?"

Beyond the lack of understanding about soul binding, there was the surrounding dream realm environment and Alka’s control over Dream Power.

He had never seen such a situation before.

"You’re just a mortal? Not the Dream God!"

A mass of Dream Power and mist began consolidating his body, with Dream Power continuously permeating, solidifying his body and mind.

The already frail, fragmented body hadn’t been completely restored, making it hard to resist under such manipulation.

With the burst of this power, he finally realized why.

"You, mortal, are actually... the King of Dreams?"

In reality, although a son of a god and a demigod, in the dream realm, facing someone akin to a divine king of the dream world, he was still powerless to retaliate.

He didn’t understand.

He didn’t understand what had transpired in the world during his time imprisoned by his father and hiding here.

Why had this occurred?

He never foresaw that the mortal before him would be a King within the dream world. It simply defied logic.

He knew he couldn’t escape.

Having just fallen into the Abyss and preserving his soul, only to encounter such circumstances.

A Sword of the Soul filled with spells suddenly pierced from Alka’s chest, directly striking his body.