It was midnight. The night was quiet.
The hustle and bustle that enveloped Camsid City during the day had completely disappeared. Only the gas lamps by the roadside were still lit with a dim yellow light.
Unknowingly, a thin layer of white fog gradually appeared in the entire city. Under the hazy moonlight, it looked somewhat surreal.
It was as if a gust of wind would completely disappear.
Tap … tap … tap …
Suddenly, there was a series of noisy footsteps in the night.
A middle-aged gentleman dressed in formal attire, wearing a top hat, and holding a jeweled cane in his hand, as if he was about to attend a business meeting, walked out of the hazy fog step by step.
There was indeed only one "person."
Even if one did not know this gentleman, just by looking at his expensive outfit, one would know that he was either rich or respectable.
And if any of the upper class people in Camsid City were here, they would immediately recognize him.
It was easy to recognize that this gentleman was the executive director of the Southern Federal Trust Bank, Mr. Carl Hudson.
Although he was not one of the top few bigwigs in the Federation of Golden Palm, he was still a high-ranking dignitary that ordinary rich people could not compare to.
He had also made a fortune in the "financial crisis" that just ended, and his net worth had also risen.
But this gentleman's current appearance was a little strange. Although his face was expressive, his eyes were closed the entire time, as if there was an invisible person leading him forward.
Looking at the arrogant expression on his face, it was as if there were countless fans fawning over him.
Mr. Gale Hudson walked all the way to a gorgeous podium that suddenly appeared on the ground. Facing the empty city, he spoke passionately.
"Ladies and gentlemen, after the Central Bank's withdrawal of funds, the market value of the Southern Trust Bank has increased by 80%. We have jumped to become one of the top ten large banks in the entire Federation.
Let us thank all of our colleagues for their hard work. Of course, we would also like to thank those … fat sheep that have been creating wealth for us day and night! "
But instead of the applause that he expected, he suddenly felt something tighten around his neck.
"Hmm? Heh … "
He looked at the place where he was standing.
There was no lectern. There was only a lone street lamp and a black rope that had come out of nowhere. It was wrapped tightly around Dale Hudson's neck, hanging him in midair.
His face turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As he lay dying, he seemed to hear countless voices roaring in his ears.
"Hang up the street lamps! Hanging street lamps! Hang up the street lamps! "
It was as if he had suddenly woken up from a dream. In front of him, there were bloody figures waving their arms and cheering. Weren't they the fat sheep that he had mentioned?
He tried to struggle in vain, but after kicking his feet in the air a few times, his body stiffened and stopped moving.
After the banker died, his luxurious clothes and hat mysteriously disappeared, leaving only a fat man in silk pajamas, swaying left and right in the cold night wind.
At the same time.
On the central avenue of the city, a figure who was also hanging from a street lamp by a black rope suddenly shot out a blue divine light, and the black rope snapped.
The cheering "figures" around him also fled in all directions.
Bang!
After Argo fell from the street lamp, she suddenly woke up in the Supreme Suite on the top floor of the Marigold Building.
He casually pushed away the beautiful and smooth body in his arms.
"Huff! Huff! … "
The president of the Federal Central Bank gasped for breath and touched the [Dream Amulet] given by the "God of Sleep" on her chest, but found that only a pile of black residue was left.
At the same time, still in the city that seemed both real and illusory.
A beautiful figure wearing a white lace chiffon dress, like a dream, was sitting on the edge of the top floor of the Marigold Building, the tallest building in the world, gently swaying a pair of crystal-clear white legs.
Looking at the "culprit" who disappeared under her nose, she gently raised her slender eyebrows.
"Boring! The "God of Sleep" Cturte is really cautious.
He actually gave the upper echelons of the Eye of Wealth a [Dream Amulet]. This time, he took advantage of the boiling resentment in the Federation of Golden Palms to sneak in to test his skills, and he only took care of some small fry.
The 'Dream Feedback' he got … Well, it's barely satisfactory. "
Today, half a year later, Nympho, who had benefited from the disaster, had officially advanced to a Level Four [Crown Sorcerer].
This trip to the land of the Federation of Golden Palms was not just to uphold justice for the people of this country.
In the ceremony that triggered the war of the True Gods, not only did she obtain the power of a Level Three limit and the knowledge accumulated by the "Origin of Nightmares" over a long period of time.
She also obtained sufficient resources to advance to a [Crown Sorcerer] — the [Creepy Dream].
In the subsequent promotion ceremony, which was very smooth, she used the [Mythical Battleship — Fantasy City] to contact Hypnos.
She split part of the authority from the "Origin of Nightmares" — the [God of Dreams]. It could also be understood as a part of the secondary authority of the [Dream Priesthood].
She became the queen in the dream!
[Forbidden Incantation — Dreamweaver]
"The Wheel of Nightmare, which is intertwined with reality and wandering in the realm of illusion."
This authority allowed her to follow the resentment of the victims and punish the humans who had committed serious crimes in the dream.
No matter where the sinners were, she could easily find them. Depending on the severity of the crime, they would suffer the torment of regret, or even … death!
Of course, no one would do anything without benefits.
If one wanted to go further in the [Crown Sorcerer] and obtain [Divinity], there were only a few mainstream ways:
First, after the sorcerer advanced to Level Four, through continuous research and analysis of the truth, if the degree of resonance with a certain law was high enough, the world's origin might respond and give a little.
But from the fact that Watt had spent at least 1500 years and still failed to do this, one could know how difficult it was. There was a certain amount of luck involved.
Second, turn to the path of God, spread their name in the world, endure a long period of time, accumulate little by little, and give birth to a little divinity from the faith of countless beings.
But if an ordinary Crown Sorcerer competed with a group of True Gods, Demigods, and Evil Gods for faith, they might provoke a higher existence and be slapped to death on the spot before they could condense divinity.
However, it was not a problem for Nympho to do this in her precious son-in-law's territory.
Third, promote the trend and the progress of the world. Using a large number of [World's Favor] to exchange [Divinity] with the world's consciousness was relatively reliable, but it was also extremely difficult.
Fourth, rob divine creatures.
But just like the organs of other creatures, even if it was obtained, it might not be able to fuse successfully. Even if it was fused, there might be a rejection reaction.
Nympho was now walking the path of combining the second and fourth, and she was determined to strip the "Source of Nightmares" bare.
And as she gradually became stronger and performed this kind of [Duty], the power of the "Source of Nightmares" would inevitably be further depleted.
It was even possible to snatch the [Divinity] that belonged to a Demigod, or even a complete [Priesthood], from this role model who "did not do anything for herself but for others."
So, although it looked like Camsid City, this was not the real world, nor was it completely a dream. It was located at the intersection of reality and illusion.
Suddenly, the moonlight flashed slightly in the sky, and Olivia's voice sounded in his ears.
"Mother, Her Majesty the 'Goddess of the Ocean' Thetis has sent back a message. The time of our departure has been confirmed!"
"Okay, I'm coming!"
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