CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 33: NIGHTMARE VENGEFUL MOTHER! CAN THIS EVEN TRIGGER A NEW SKILL?

"In the nightmare, the sky was obscured, densely packed with babies.

A vast blanket of darkness, all displaying eerie smiles, casting terrifying, bizarre glances! They stared at me intensely, emitting a piercing, sharp laughter, as if trying to rip out my soul!"

"Oh, right, there was also a voice that was utterly entrancing, shrieking—My child, where are you? My child, where are you?"

At the end, Feng Yan seemed as if his soul had been drawn out, completely immersed, trembling violently and sweating profusely.

Xu Ran patted Feng Yan’s shoulder: "What’s wrong? Snap out of it!"

Feng Yan jolted awake, his back cold as if filled with a block of ice: "Hmm... This monster seems to have implanted a Heart Anchor in us, making us more trapped the more we think about it!"

"But I can’t help but think about it! It’s terrifying!"

"Huh? Is it really that bizarre?"

Xu Ran was startled and surprised, gently pressing down on Feng Yan’s shoulder.

Suddenly.

A flash of inspiration struck his mind. The next second, he began to gather his Spiritual Power, softly comforting Feng Yan, trying to verify the flash of inspiration in his mind.

[You are attempting to comfort Feng Yan, you have triggered a new skill—Fear Exorcism (Promotion Sequence: Fear Exorcism—Fearless Ignorant—Fear Devourer—Unknown...)]

Correct!

Indeed, a Magical Skill was triggered, and the skill’s quality was as high as the Fake Death Illusion.

[Fear Exorcism]: As long as you have time, you can dispel the fear in yourself and others, regardless of the source of fear.

[Fearless Ignorant]: You can use this ability to temporarily make yourself and the spell target become people without fear emotions.

[Fear Devourer]: You can use this ability to make yourself and the spell target become Fear Devourers, able to devour surrounding fear emotions and sources of fear, enhancing strength.

After reading through the magical skills of the three sequences.

Xu Ran smiled with delight.

When humans deal with Resentful God pollution, the biggest disadvantage is the inexplicable growth of fear emotions. Often, halfway through dealing, they have to retreat.

Sometimes, halfway through dealing, the pollution worsens, leading to a mental breakdown and death.

Xu Ran’s grandparents and father all indirectly or directly sacrificed because of the pollution.

And now, does he have a Magical Skill that’s a natural counter to "Resentful God" pollution?

"Hmm, this magical skill would definitely have a very broad application."

Xu Ran nodded with satisfaction; having triggered a Magical Skill, things would be easier to handle next.

Just keep using it repetitively! Simple, direct, fast, and efficient!

So he "exercised" Fear Exorcism, repeatedly comforting Feng Yan.

At first, Feng Yan found Xu Ran a bit annoying, like he was chanting, long-winded, making his scalp tingle.

But after twenty times of comfort.

Feng Yan was surprised to find himself calming down, the fear in his mind gradually extracted... control over his body slowly returning, no longer trembling and shivering, no longer breaking out in cold sweat for no reason.

Feng Yan: "???!!!"

"Hmm? I’m actually not scared anymore? I can’t believe I’m not scared anymore! Is it possible that your comfort had an effect?"

Feng Yan suddenly turned his head, staring wide-eyed at Xu Ran, eyes filled with inquiry and doubt.

Little Ran can not only teach him Body Technique, but can also soothe the fear sown by a terrifying monster in his heart?

Is Comprehension Root Bone really that versatile?

Feng Yan was astonished: "Little Ran brother, is this your doing? You... you..."

Xu Ran faintly smiled, not explaining much: "Are there any other details about the source of the nightmare?"

Feng Yan settled into deep thought: "It seems not... In fact, the nightmare was very short. That monster, in a bizarre posture, squeezed into my Dream Realm, rapidly enlarging before my eyes, the enormous cyan woman’s face extremely creepy, tens of thousands of bizarre babies, laughing menacingly, lunging at my face, and then I woke up."

"I think the other children should have experienced the same dream as me..."

"The weirdest thing about this nightmare is that even when I wake up, I keep recalling it over and over, getting startled again and again."

Xu Ran gazed deeply: "Alright, I understand."

He had a slight guess—

The umbilical cord of the Nightmare Vengeful Mother connected tens of thousands of bizarre babies; most of these babies were likely the bodies of the missing children from the three Dewdrop events.

After each Dewdrop event, the bodies couldn’t be found, suggesting the Dewdrop possessed some sacrificial instinct, able to sacrifice children to the Nightmare Vengeful Mother.

It seems the Nightmare Vengeful Mother is a High Tier ghostly entity that can project nightmares into the dream realm of all the city’s children, with a seventy percent chance of being an ability from the Spiritual Element, given it has tens of thousands of heads! Its Spiritual Power is definitely formidable.

Xu Ran took a deep breath, frowned, thinking rapidly.

But the increasingly intense crying around him made it impossible to remain calm.

A few of the little ones even cried themselves into unconsciousness.

Xu Ran: "No time for guessing, I need to quickly soothe the little ones! And boost the progress."

However.

Just as he was about to start with each one, Lu Ya swept into the venue, landing in front of the principal.

"Brother Cheng, I’m very sorry. The Light Technique can’t dispel the children’s fear; we need a Spiritual Cultivator with High Tier calming skills."

Principal: "Then I’ll immediately arrange for one from the city!"

Lu Ya sighed: "Don’t waste the effort, there are only ten Spiritual Cultivators in Jing City with High Tier calming skills, and they’ve all been exhausted in just twenty minutes. They can’t get here anytime soon."

"All the children under seven in the city are scared out of their wits, incessantly crying. Just think, Jing City has three hundred thousand children under seven. Each one would have to handle thirty thousand! How could they possibly manage?"