"In this situation, the ordinary soul's own power will also further strengthen."

"Therefore, during this time every year, this phenomenon of dream deliveries reaches its peak in number."

"Of course, in total, it remains quite rare."

Louis asked again, "Will this dream delivery situation harm me?"

The archbishop shook his head:

"It's not some fierce or evil spirit, at most it will just prevent you from having a good dream."

"For many families who have lost loved ones, this encounter in dreams is not a punishment, but a reward."

"In fact, not a few dream-messaged individuals have chosen to believe in our church afterwards."

The archbishop curved a faint smile and said.

"No effect, huh? Well, that's good."

Having received a specific answer, Louis left and chose to return.

He had no interest in understanding what the woman in the dream was all about.

It's none of my business.

I just want to get a good sleep.

When passing through Central Avenue, Louis asked the coachman to stop for a moment.

Sure enough, his eyes were right.

There is a road leading to the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm on Central Avenue.

To ordinary people, the path to the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm is invisible.

But for Limuru, who had absorbed a large amount of flesh and blood from Fallen Shadow Nether creatures, and Louis, who had replicated this ability from Limuru...

The path was all too obvious.

"Isn't this road a bit..."

In Louis's sight, a shadowy area on Central Avenue, untouched by the streetlights, showed a passage flowing like ink, crawling around like a caterpillar.

After exiting the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm, Louis thoroughly researched the situation in this area.

Unlike the ink passage directly formed with Saint Louis Academy.

This type of path is called a "strong path."

It belongs to the kind that normal people can see and through which they can travel to the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm.

But there's a problem with the strong path: its random teleportation.

After teleporting, you don't end up in one place and could lose contact altogether.

The same situation happened with Louis and the others before.

And the path Louis saw here is a "weak path."

This kind of path has unstable space and is more easily repaired by the Star Continent's crystal wall.

However, during the repair, the weak path will keep healing and cracking, back and forth for quite a long time.

What presents itself on the Star Continent is this shadow rolling around like a frenzied caterpillar.

Moreover, ordinary people cannot enter these shadowy paths.

Because of the unstable space, only professions like Wanderers, who have a strong connection with the shadow plane and the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm, can enter through this path.

However, the weak path has one advantage over the strong path.

As long as the crystal wall has not completely filled the weak path, people who fall into the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm can return to safety through the weak path immediately.

In this regard, it surpasses the rogue teleportation of the strong path by countless times.

"Huh?"

Louis watched the path quickly roll down the street, finally moving like lightning under his feet, and he disappeared in an instant from the roadside.

Oops.

I was only thinking about how Wanderer-like professions could enter, but I forgot that Shadow Hand Style itself is adapted from the Wanderer!

It's a pity that Louis no longer had time to say this, he was instantly sucked into the opening.

This area was one Louis hadn't seen before in the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm.

As for why?

Because the number of shadow monsters here was quite considerable.

Perhaps influenced by the Dream Festival, this area boasted a large number of ghost-like creatures.

They resembled Water Ghosts.

They were continuously crawling out of the gray-white lake.

However, this time, their target wasn't Louis but a young man in formal attire.

He was taking off his top hat, from which a brownish-yellow gas continuously wafted out.

When the gas contacted the Water Ghosts, they corroded immediately.

It was the first time Louis saw a living person in the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm, and seeing him surrounded by more and more shadow monsters, he sighed:

"Consider yourself lucky."

Louis reached into the dimensional pocket.

Soon, a beautifully crystalline long sword appeared in his hand.

It was the Death Strider Blade hatched by Master Rogen.

He had already recognized the identities of these monsters.

They were the Fallen Shadow monsters known as "Unjustly Deceased Water Ghosts."

Much like the Fallen Shadow Beauty Snake Louis had killed before, the Unjustly Deceased Water Ghosts were also reflections of certain people in the real world.

They were the projections of those among the little people cruelly repressed by reality, leaving them no way out.

But given the "Fallen" prefix, these reflections naturally became more otherworldly.

The Unjustly Deceased Water Ghosts were more extreme.

Ordinary people have ordinary lives; they don't necessarily need to fall into dire straits.

The Unjustly Deceased Water Ghosts represented a particularly vile type among those ordinary folks condemned to a mundane existence.

Those who can't stand others doing well, and even want to drag others down.

Fallen Shadow monsters formed from this phenomenon can drag a person into deep waters if their power isn't significantly different, making escape impossible.

This is the origin of their "Unjustly Deceased" skill.

It's not about the Unjustly Deceased Water Ghosts being wronged and innocent.

Instead, it refers to those who fall victim to them and are dragged down, undeservedly.

They are considered even more dangerous than the Fallen Shadow Beauty Snake.

The unfortunate individual by the riverbank, surrounded by Unjustly Deceased Water Ghosts, seemed to be a mage.

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