One-Eyed Monster

As Kadi finished speaking, he fell silent, leaving Kuren and the others with shocked expressions.

Unfathomable! Inconceivable!

The words that rushed into their minds at this moment were all of this indescribable astonishment. For them, it was indeed incomprehensible that Kadi knew their private conversation in such detail. It was almost eerie.

To be honest, it wasn’t the first time Kuren had experienced this. Previously, when he and Igor entered the Inner World together, Igor had taken the upper hand and tormented him. This made Kuren feel utterly transparent before Igor, frightened to even think freely.

Now he was experiencing this feeling again, but having gone through it before lessened the shock. He wasn’t like Yuga and Stan Sol, whose mouths were agape.

Only in the Inner World could one have such an experience. When the dominant control rested in someone else’s hands, all one could do was endure the torment.

Kuren knew this, so naturally, that wasn’t what surprised him. What surprised him was that Kadi, who couldn’t enter the Inner World, now somehow possessed this controlling power.

This is not normal.

However, their shock did not last long. After all, they were mature individuals, cautious and meticulous. After a brief period of observation, they discovered the details that led to this outcome.

Kadi was the entirety of this tree. He could undoubtedly sense every movement upon it, instantly knowing of any disturbance. He could tell which branch first met the sunlight, which section of the Roots delved with the most vigor. He knew which part of the treetop was most lush, and which branch faced danger.

Therefore, how could Kadi, being the tree itself, not be aware of the method conceived by them, who were akin to its branches and leaves?

Perhaps Kadi could also sense the thoughts of others, but since he had no way to contact them, he couldn’t offer better suggestions. Of course, Kadi’s advice might have been more down-to-earth...

Regardless, Kadi had managed to create an opportunity for them.

Now that everything was ready, it was time to act.

Kuren quickly conveyed this idea to Stan Sol and Yuga. In this massive tree, only the three of them could communicate with each other. And their method of communication was Spirit Communication.

Now it seemed as though everything was under their control. They moved without hesitation, as if they were born for this moment.

The Inner World required a powerful imagination. As an enthusiast and promoter of the World Setting Technique, Kuren was very confident. He promptly unfolded his Spirit Painting.

Kuren, having just defeated the bloodthirsty one, felt transformed. Combining this with the shared Spirit Vision before him, he quickly created paintings that reflected their current predicament.

These Spirit Paintings would serve as the backdrop for the entire Inner World. He knew the enemy was stronger and that it would be difficult for him to seize control within the Inner World. Thus, he chose to express his understanding of the situation in the way he excelled.

What he was creating was a battlefield.

A battlefield where they were on the defensive.

”Now, it’s up to you to bring everyone in,” Kuren said, taking a deep breath as if creating the Spirit Painting of the background had consumed a great deal of his energy.

”Don’t worry, we will bring everyone in,” Stan Sol assured him.

Not everyone could enter the Inner World. However, inspired by Kadi and the others, they now had another way to bring people in.

Yes, that would be the Ant Connection Spell.

But this was no ordinary Ant Connection Spell.

They intended to connect everyone through Kadi’s Fire Tree Silver Flower.

First, they needed to invade the minds of others through Kadi’s tree.

This step was entrusted to Yuga. As a Sage of Six Elements, he was quite skilled in mental attacks. Invasion posed little difficulty for him.

Following the invasion was the Ant Connection Spell, which was Stan Sol’s responsibility. He had collaborated with Igor several times and was thus quite familiar with this technique.

The three of them, with their roles clearly divided, proceeded cautiously and methodically, soon achieving noticeable results.

Kuren’s Spirit Painting depicted a battlefield—an eerie one. Yet, no matter how bizarre, these individuals had experienced such battlefields before. They had struggled and fought on many battlefields, witnessing all sorts of scenes. This eeriness merely added another layer to their extensive experience.

Slowly, people began to enter this Inner World.

Be it the Alchemy Workshop or the monsters of Guru Mountain, on one point they reached an accord: no matter how deep their internal rifts or how great their grudges, they would always unite as one when the Empire faced a threat.

As defenders of the Empire, they would not yield a single step when it came to its territory.

Hence, they shared a common hatred for the enemy.

This was evident not just in their slogans, but in their spirit, and even more so in their actions...

Is this a new National Defense War? someone mused. Having just entered the Inner World Kuren created, they needed a moment to react. However, Kuren had undeniably been meticulous. The transition was exceptionally smooth, as these individuals naturally shifted from resisting the Dark Force’s mental invasion to resisting a foreign invasion.

”Our lands are threatened! Both the Mantai and the Wensi have coveted our territory for a long time...”

The stirring speech resumed, a battle horn sounding with extraordinary intensity.

”Let us forge a defensive line with our flesh and blood to repel the foreign invaders!”

For some unknown reason, the resistance took on a grander scale. It was as if their group of about ten people was confronting a massive army.

In the distance, dark clouds pressed low against the horizon, a deep RUMBLE accompanying them. An army of indeterminable size advanced, their steps unnervingly synchronized, drawing closer and closer...

No one could discern which Empire this army belonged to, but judging by their marching pace, their momentum was immense.

It felt like an impending annihilation.

This bore a striking resemblance to their actual situation.

Kuren truly was a meticulous and cautious person.

Those uninitiated to the Inner World would naturally feel resistant upon sudden entry. Using this kind of transition, however, clearly made it more acceptable for the sensitive ones.

Furthermore, the scene had now stirred everyone’s emotions. Those who had been on the verge of collapse from the Dark Force’s assault found their spirits rekindled.

What an incredible Inner World!

Stan Sol, who had remained neutral during the Empire’s wars, couldn’t help but marvel.

He had never imagined such a scene.

So grand, so inspiring! If these people lacked a common sense of identity, they would never have aligned themselves together.

What they identified with was a fervent love for this land...