Dean was even more moved.

He sincerely apologized to the witch of Qiyara in his heart.

It was the sound of his condemnation just now that he was a little too loud.

A heart containing the power of laws, this level of temptation is indeed worth taking risks.

Lilia, who witnessed Dean's entire mentality change next to her, was simply amazing.

Isn’t it said that raising a tiger is a disaster?

No more troubles at this time?

It's really a flexible judging standard.

Ignoring Lilia's contemptuous look, Dean silently added another line to the list.

Marx once said that when the profit reaches 300%, people are not afraid of even going to the gallows.

Dean felt he was right.

Lilia shook her head and said, "If something happens to you one day, it must be because of this greed."

She reached out and the registration record of Abiyes' Dream instantly seemed to have been summoned by some kind of call, flew out of the bookshelf and landed on the table.

Lilia pushed the record book to Dean, raised her chin, and signaled him to open it and take a look.

"This is the experience of other witches when they went to "feed" Abiyes' dream. What they dreamed about and what they felt after feeding are all inside."

"After reading it, you'll consider whether you can make this thing."

Watching Dean open the record book, Lilia held her cheek with one hand, thought for a moment, and still gave her own advice.

"If it's so attractive to you, you can try to start with the "food" of Abiyes' Dream, which can both win over Chiyala and achieve your goals."

"If everything goes well, maybe even the transaction problem can be solved."

"It's a win-win situation."

Lilia turned her hands and showed a look of watching the show.

...

Coincidentally, similar conversations were also taking place in Qiyala's home.

"Didn't you say you can do it before?"

"Why? Have you changed your mind so quickly?"

Holding the wine glass, she forced a chat with Qiyala. The witch of Sound smiled so hard that she trembled and teased her friends very unrighteously.

Qiyala stinked her face and said impatiently: "...Can you still talk?"

Which pot doesn’t open, which pot is picked up.

"Don't be angry."

The witch of Sound restrained the excessively unrestrained smile on her face and said seriously.

"If you ask me, don't just catch us, you'll have to worry about it. Abiyes' Dream will have this kind of reaction. It's because you have been in contact with us so much that you have started to pick on your food."

"If you think about it from the perspective of others, if it were you, you would be tired of eating these dishes all the time, right?"

She looked very reasonable, and Qiyala was stunned. When she thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was not completely unreasonable.

The Witch of Sound continued, "Instead of hanging yourself in our trees, you might as well go to Dean and take him to feed Abiyes' Dream. The effect must be much better than letting us go."

Dean...

Qiyala showed a hesitant expression.

An outsider is still carrying a new civilization. As food, it is indeed of the highest quality category for Abiyes' Dream.

but……

Before Qiyala could come out, there was a knock on the door.

The Witch of Sound put down his wine glass and made a quick decision: "It seems that you have a guest, so I'll leave first."

"Let me find something."

After saying that, she snapped her fingers and disappeared from the spot.

Qiyala opened the door and looked at Dean outside. She couldn't help but think of the conversation just now. Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes subtly as if the wolf grandmother saw the little Red Riding Hood who was delivered to her.

"…Come in."

After looking at Dean's eyes, the witch took a step back and gave him a way to enter.

The mess left by the Witch of Sound is still on the table. Qiyala sighed and unfolded her own inherent barrier.

It was also at that moment that Dean finally understood what Kiyara was so obsessed with Abiyes' dream to do.

He looked at the spherical barriers surrounding the witch, and a shocking look appeared on his face.

That is not an ordinary barrier, and it has even exceeded the definition of barrier.

It was a compressed microscopic world, like a blue star, placed in various handicraft shops, like exquisitely crafted crystal balls, ice and snow castles, pastoral huts, sunsets, white sand waves... Countless scenery, frozen in size

At the best moment, I got involved in this small ball barrier.

Before seeing this scene with his own eyes, Dean had also imagined what breakthrough did Qiyala make using the heart of Abiyes' Dream, but what ideas would appear shallow before this shocking reality.

.

It's like stuffing small worlds into barriers.

Dean watched Qiyala remove the messy arrangement in the room, waved his hand and released one of the scenes inside the crystal balls into his house, keeping silent throughout the whole process.

Only Kana and other demon pets could feel that this person's heart became more and more determined, his covetousness for Abiyes' dream.

"Please sit down."

After packing up the house, Qiyala pointed to the chair beside her and signaled Dean to take her seat.

She seemed to know what Dean was surprised, so she raised her finger and pushed forward, and then sent one of the barrier balls in front of him.

"This is my inherent barrier."

Qiyala introduced with a faint expression.

"Of course, it's after the transformation."

"I built all this with the Dream of Abiyes, blocked them into the barrier, and finally formed a solidified domain that can be operated as I wish."

Field?

Dean looked at the crystal ball sent in front of him, with superior eyesight, and could even see the snow monsters sliding down from the snow mountain inside.

Each of them has vivid expressions, so that people can feel their happiness by looking at them from a distance.

Dean took a deep breath and became more convinced of his guess.

Rather than saying this is the field, it is more like...

One by one, one with a very small scale world.

There is a kind of Zen meaning of "one flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi".

It is hard to imagine that this is actually shaped by a heart.

"It's incredible?"

As if he understood the complexity and shock in Dean's eyes, Qiyala raised her eyebrows and took back the barrier ball.

"This is the power of the law."

"In front of it, even imagination seems pale and powerless."

"It's like an addictive poison. You know you have murderous intentions, but you still enjoy it."

"Even indulge in it, you can't extricate yourself."

Dissipating all the barriers, Qiyala looked at Dean and bent her eyes with a smile.
Chapter completed!