In the shrill roar of Ariel, the **** of truth, the high-level undead warlock drew an indifferent parabola in the air and fell into the hands of the new **** Arthur.

The onyx fortress fell into a dead silence, and needles could be heard.

The eyes of the gods flickered back and forth between Arthurs and Ariel, and it was a throbbing, but also a shock!

"Arthur, that's my Essence, give it back to me."

Seeing this, Ariel, who suddenly stood up, tried his best to suppress his slightly distorted face, and asked slowly.

Ning Xiuyuan, who was leaning on the throne, raised his right hand and admired the undead warlock floating in the palm of his hand, like a cloud of sunset clouds.

A faint light dappled his cheeks.

"Begging for someone has an attitude of asking for someone? Is it your attitude to call him by his first name?"

Ning Xiuyuan glanced at the God of Truth out of the corner of his eye, looking indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Ariel's face changed slightly.

His face was gloomy and uncertain, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Dear Arthur, please forgive my negligence, and forgive me for my rudeness because everyone is a colleague who is favored by the gods and masters of dreams."

The dream gods saw this scene, and their eyes were complicated.

It is almost impossible to make the immortal and immortal dream gods apologize.

Did not expect them to meet.

What a great drama!

"How much do you know about Sunset City?"

Ning Xiuyuan nodded, his eyes finally averted from the dim light of the undead warlock and looked at Ariel.

Seeing this, Ariel breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It was the dream city of Randolph Carter's childhood. He shaped the layer upon layer with a pure and never-dead loveliness and beauty, as well as memories and beauty over the years, crystallized and polished. A city of miracles standing in the misty sunset."

"Who is Randolph Carter?"

Ning Xiuyuan's eyes flashed, and he quickly asked.

as a mirror image of the waking universe;

The realization of sentient beings' consciousness and dreams;

Dreamland has many incredible wonders.

One of these is that the more imaginative a person is, the more likely he is to become a dream maker!

Create wealth, castles, and even territories in Dreamland!

It's no surprise then that someone was able to create a city in childhood.

No, it is not surprising to create a city;

But to create a city in which the gods of dreams would indulge in it is unbelievable!

"I have no idea."

"……have no idea?"

Ning Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes and his tone was not good.

"No one knows his origin, and no one has been able to find him. Some people say that he may be the incarnation of Azathoth, or he may be the split spirit of Nyarlathotep, and it is more likely to come from the outer space universe. outside……"

The God of Truth quickly explained.

Nyarratop's Distraction?

Outer space beyond the universe?

Ning Xiuyuan, who heard these two descriptions, choked his breath.

In his mind, the evaluation of Nyarlathotep by the **** of toads, Satogua, appeared suddenly:

- 'As long as the universe returns to its chaotic nature, I wouldn't be surprised if the Puffy Daughter and the Scarlet Queen go to war! ’

If Randolph Carter is the incarnation of Nia, then it is not surprising that the Fan God, who is the body of Nyarlathotep, issued a contradictory will!

Also, if Randolph Carter came from outside the universe, does that mean they are most likely both on Earth?

As for the rumors of Azathoth's incarnation, Ning Xiuyuan didn't quite believe it.

There is no reason for him, the personality is too low.

"Dear Arthurs, can that Origin Quality... be returned to me?"

Ariel reminded with some lack of confidence.

Hearing the words, Ning Xiuyuan took out a sealed bottle and put it away.

Then, under the gaze of Ariel, the **** of truth, he got up and left the throne and walked towards the exit of the onyx fortress.

Ariel blinked and subconsciously looked at the dozen or so gods of fantasy in the hall.

The dozen or so gods of fantasy also looked at each other blankly.

"Arthur—what are you doing?"

Ariel screamed!

"Since it is the **** of illusions, immortal and immortal, what is the use of these external things? I will keep it for you."

Ning Xiu didn't look back, and the voice came erratically.

"Stop him, I can agree to all your requests!"

Ariel roared.

The God of Illusions is integrated into the Origin of Illusions, and theoretically immortal and immortal.

Every death is reborn from the Phantasma Throne.

But no one knows that every death means the collapse of the source material.

The weak god, the source substance cannot be condensed and formed, and after it collapses, it will naturally return to the world of fantasy and return to the throne of God.

The mighty God takes shape.

If the Origin Quality cannot be retrieved in time, the God of Illusion after rebirth will be as weak as a mortal.

To regain strength, it takes thousands of years of gestation.

This is an unbearable loss even for the **** of fantasy who has no desires or desires.

"Arthurs, leave Ariel's Origin!"

Lord of Flames Karakal stepped out abruptly and stopped in front of Arthur.

At the same time, there were also seven or eight gods of illusions, all of them coveting them.

"What if I don't?"

Ning Xiuyuan looked around with a sneer.

"Then die! Stupid and dirty human being! You are also qualified to be the **** of fantasy?!"

The ambusher Hage Aglionis screamed, his body swelled up suddenly, opened his huge mouthparts, and swallowed Ning Xiuyuan in one bite.

At this moment, the other gods of illusions also acted the will of illusions at the same time, setting off monstrous waves in their respective fields.

It was already the third time that Ning Xiuyuan faced the siege of the gods, but this time, he no longer had the power of dream-molding from the old rulers.

Because in theory, at this time, he has stripped all his characteristics and powers.

All he has is the power of fantasy.

He used it!

"Sleep!"

Ning Xiuyuan said softly, under the blessing of the old dominator personality, under the disturbance of the power of manipulating the dream, and under the amplification of the power of the tyrant, this share is the forbidden power of the dream, and it spreads away without warning.

In an instant, the dream gods wielding authority suddenly froze.

they are lethargic;

they swayed;

Their eyes are slightly closed;

Under the eyelids that the giant pillars of the temple could not open ~lightnovelpub.net~ was full of horror.

Dreamland is the mirror image of the awake universe, how could there be a "sleeping" here?

Rather, they fell asleep.

"Puff-"

Their consciousness passed through the gate of eternal sleep and came to the real world.

This is a barren mountain.

More than a dozen dream gods appeared in reality.

They looked at each other, and both saw horror in each other's eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the awake universe!"

Ning Xiuyuan stroked his chest in a salute, and when he raised his waist, he took out a pistol in the palm of his chest and pointed at the gods of dreams.