Befriending The Most Powerful Person

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Shao Ci was well aware that Ewings wouldn't make his journey to the destination easy. However, he was grateful that Ewings hadn't restricted his powers, or he would likely succumb halfway and never reach Wendell.

Navigating through the strange individuals on the path proved challenging. Shao Ci encountered both ordinary people and formidable knights and swordsmen. He skillfully avoided confrontations, realizing that these dream beings wouldn't attack unless within their line of sight.

Though the distance to the temple wasn't initially long, Shao Ci detoured to avoid heavily populated areas. The journey took two or three times longer than usual, with Shao Ci finally reaching the temple panting.

The once grand temple, now surrounded by dark mist and entwined with dark vines, no longer radiated holiness.

Unexpectedly, Ewings appeared, taunting, "So fast, Master Brave." The young man in a black coat stepped out from the void, approaching Shao Ci.

Shao Ci observed Ewings carefully. During their previous encounters, Ewings had displayed a more intimate attitude. Now, his tone and demeanor reverted to their initial ironic nature.

Unperturbed, Shao Ci hurried towards the temple, finding chaos within. The temple lay in ruins, with clergy wandering aimlessly. Spotting Shao Ci, the clergymen's expressions shifted from confusion to agitation.

Ewings mockingly commented on the downfall of these once-loyal believers. "A little temptation, and they lost their nature. How greedy can one be?"

Ignoring Ewings, Shao Ci proceeded through the chaotic atrium and entered the inner hall.

The holy idol within the inner temple lay in ruins, shattered by the nightmare. Shao Ci faced the person he sought, standing with his back turned.

Blond hair that once radiated brightness seemed dimmed in the enchantment's gloom.

"Wendell..." Shao Ci began, his expression clouding with difficulty.

Considering Ewings' character, Shao Ci anticipated that Wendell would be under his control, potentially attacking him.

Without delay, Shao Ci focused on summoning a translucent longsword, preparing to use significant magic. In a dream world, there was no need to worry about physical limitations.

Ewings, observing the determined look in Shao Ci's eyes, commented, "It seems that Lord Brave understands the situation. All you need to do is defeat Wendell, and he will wake up."

As Wendell turned to face Shao Ci, his blue eyes lacked the usual vibrancy. Shao Ci was taken aback by this cold, expressionless gaze, a stark contrast to Wendell's typically warm demeanor.

Before Shao Ci could prepare, Wendell attacked, wielding a sword. Cyclones appeared around Shao Ci, disrupting his movements. Barely blocking Wendell's assault with a water shield, Shao Ci realized, "It was just wind magic."

Despite the predicament, Shao Ci acknowledged Wendell's prowess. As a protagonist, Wendell excelled in both magic and martial arts. Shao Ci, relying on mental strength to compensate for his inferior swordsmanship, engaged in a challenging battle.

While Shao Ci possessed powerful magic capable of defeating Wendell, the consequences were dire. Reluctant to risk causing harm, Shao Ci sought an opportunity to subdue Wendell without resorting to such extremes.

As time passed, Shao Ci found himself unable to carry out his initial plan, succumbing to physical exhaustion during the intense battle. Despite avoiding critical points, his image suffered, and he eventually made a mistake that led to being impaled by his opponent's sword. Magic ensnared his legs, causing him to collapse, the sharp blade poised at his neck.