Was it a cry?
A roar?
A roar at the end of his road?
Or the voice of despair?
Duque couldn't tell!
He didn't want to tell!
He wanted to vent! He wanted to change everything!
Was a deviation of 21% enough?
If it wasn't enough, I'll help you increase it to 100%, 200% … 1000%!
Today, I'll help you increase Nesario to Baldy, and tomorrow to Elated!
F * ck!
I don't believe it!
Is power really everything?
Is fate really unshakable?!
No!
Never!
Everyone has the right to dream!
I've sacrificed so much!
I've changed this world so much!
Why am I not qualified to break fate and turn dreams into reality?!
In a domain that Duque couldn't see, with his soul as the center, a wave of strange ripples spread out. In the calm spiritual world, a gust of wind began to stir. It set off monstrous waves, and it stirred up every dream.
Many images came rushing at him, but they weren't his dreams … They were other people's dreams. At this moment, Duque saw humans, elves, dwarves, and even orcs and goblins, as well as their wishes and requests. He endured the pain of their nightmares and tasted their sweet feelings.
If Duque's previous memories could produce dreams with a capacity of 10 terabytes, then the dreams he was stirring now had a capacity of billions, trillions.
There were clearly countless dreamscapes, but Du Ke's Dream of Destiny stood out from the countless dreamscapes, struggling to move forward, leaving all the other dreamscapes behind.
"Ahhhh!"
This was a cry that transcended the mortal world!
"Ahhhhh!!"
This was a cry that shook the dream world!
"Ahhhhhh —"
This was a roar that shook the river of fate —
Every time this voice seemed to reach its peak and could no longer go higher, it was as if a higher mountain would appear for it to surpass, for it to step on as proof that it had surpassed it.
Countless dreams began to resonate with Duque's dream, emitting the strongest sound that could spread throughout the entire dream world.
Suddenly, Duque felt himself being pulled up and pulled to a place full of light and color.
Almost at the same time, his heavy breathing became smoother, and his frozen and sluggish thoughts became smoother.
He didn't open his eyes, but he felt like he was immersed in a green, dazed world.
In the flowing green space, another illusion appeared. Unlike the other chaotic images around it, it maintained its shape and continued to grow, completely overshadowing the tiny figure in the mage robe.
That's right!
Compared to the existence in front of him, Duque was incomparably small.
An elegant giant dragon appeared. It seemed both real and illusory. She stretched out her wings as if she had just woken up. Her body was cloaked in the pale green of the forest at dusk. Duque raised his head, thinking that he would meet her eyes, but he found that her eyes seemed to be asleep. However, he did not doubt that the Lady of Dreams could sense his presence.
The corners of the green dragon's mouth curled up slightly, showing an extremely gentle curve for a dragon.
"You didn't hesitate to drink [Dream of Death] just to see me? It seems like you want to sacrifice yourself to change your fate? Fate is not as easy to change as you think! Besides, I won't let you make such a sacrifice, Duke Marcus. From the day you descended into this world and entered my domain, you have always been the person in my dream that I am most interested in. "
The most charming person in my dream …
As a legendary Dragon Aspect who had guarded the Emerald Dream for countless years, what kind of dream had Ysera not seen?
Monotonous dreams, shallow dreams, which made Ysera feel bored.
She didn't want exciting dreams, but at least something fresh was good.
Duque's dream entered Ysera's vision by chance.
That was only at the level of attention, far from the level of her appearance.
However, today was different. The dream that was strong enough to change millions of people and tens of millions of living beings deeply attracted her, which was why she appeared.
Seeing Ysera's arrival, Duque seemed to instinctively want to stand on the ground, or rather, find a place to stand. However, from the beginning, the ground around Duque wasn't real.
It felt like he was stepping on a rice cake that hadn't formed yet. He couldn't exert any force, and it was easy to deform.
However, Duque wasn't an ignorant bumpkin. He almost subconsciously thought of the astronauts.
This was the Emerald Dream, a place formed by "dreams."
If that was the case …
Duque was dreaming in front of Ysera, or rather, imagining it.
A gentle wind blew in the Emerald Dream, and Ysera's huge eyelids seemed to move. She looked at Duque with interest, but didn't stop Duque's actions.
Ysera was immediately surprised. She saw Duque solidify under Duque's powerful spiritual will in this liquid-like thing that she called the Source of Dreams. It formed a chair that looked like wind, but was actually solid.
Duque sat on it and adjusted himself so that he was parallel to her line of sight, facing her huge dragon head, less than ten meters away.
Duque apologized straightforwardly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to invade your territory, but not being able to touch the ground makes me feel guilty."
"It's okay, Duque."
"Thank you, Ysera …"
"Why did you suddenly come today?" The expression on the green dragon's face should be a smile.
But Duque sighed. He didn't have time to beat around the bush with Ysera. For the Emerald Dream that mortals couldn't even imagine, the biggest characteristic of "dreams" was that they were unpredictable. As the master and guardian of this world, Ysera also inherited almost the same characteristic.
Beating around the bush with her, she could talk to you for a hundred years without repeating it.
"You're so elegant, so polite, and you don't even put on the airs of a dragon in front of a mere mortal like me. Why do you pretend you didn't see all this? Why did you repeatedly reject the pleas of a great red dragon when Crassus, oh, or Cleostraz, found you? "
"Oh, Cleostraz! Looks like you know a lot, Duque. "Ysera didn't deny it.
"Knowledge and history exist in books." Duque pointed at his head. "Okay, can you answer my question?"
Ysera's huge figure seemed to float backwards.
The green dragon in her vision became erratic, and some illusory ripples appeared on her body. It was as if she and Duque, one under the water and the other on the surface. When a drop of water fell into the quiet pond, the ripples blocked their vision.
Her eyes were closed, but her face never left the intruder of the dream.
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