“But I must enter Phantom City, because I have heard that Her Majesty the Queen is in Phantom City. I have long admired her. Can you tell me how to enter Phantom City? Is it okay to just sleep on the ground like this?” Phil Gray said to the kind person who was trying to help them, putting on the air of a dream pope worshipper.
The man's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but advise, "The Dream Queen is indeed beautiful, and she will always look like a young girl in Phantom Night City, but her actual age is probably enough to be your grandmother. Those are all illusions. I advise you to leave as soon as possible."
“Thank you, but I have traveled thousands of miles to get here, and if I am not able to see His Majesty, I will really be very disappointed…” Phil Gray said sadly.
"Alright, entering Phantom Night City is simple. Just enter a dream near the Dream Gate, and your dream will automatically connect to Phantom Night City. Phantom Night City is easy to enter, but whether you can meet the Dream Pope is another matter."
"Thank you!" Phil Gray said sincerely, and then saw the man hurriedly gather up the bedding on the ground and leave without looking back.
This person is kind-hearted and self-disciplined, and his level is still at the Divine Revelation level. He seems to have a bright future. I can give him a promotion when I meet him again after returning to the Church of the Dead.
That's right. According to divine perception, this person is also a follower of Death.
It seems that Phantom Night City will accept people from other sects.
Phil Gray was relieved. He and Night found a secluded spot, spread the bedding from the space stone on the ground, and drifted off to sleep together.
Dreaming here is completely different from dreaming normally; Phil Gray can clearly sense that he has entered a dream world.
Before him lay a long stone-paved road, surrounded by a blurry white landscape, forcing him to keep walking forward.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, he saw a huge city gate with the three large characters "Phantom Night City" written on it.
Upon arriving at his destination, Phil Gray's heart tightened. He searched the surroundings for any sign of the darkness, but found nothing.
The city gate slowly opened, and just as he was about to walk in, everything around him changed rapidly.
The sky in his dream turned rose-red, the city gates twisted and distorted in his eyes, and the ground and sky seemed to be kneaded together by a giant hand. He, in the middle, felt a sense of oppression and suffocation.
"What's going on?" Phil Gray gasped for breath as the sky and ground shifted shape before his eyes, eventually coalescing into the form of a tall woman.
She wore a colorful skirt, her upper body veiled by ribbons formed from clouds, and her face seemed to be painted with various patterns, colorful yet remarkably harmonious. At first glance, those patterns seemed to form a series of incredibly familiar scenes, everything Phil Gray had experienced.
When Phil Gray realized something was wrong, the woman lowered her head, locked her gaze on him, and said in an ethereal yet hypnotic tone, "Sleep now, return to your original homeland, where all your desires reside."
The voice blurred Phil Gray's consciousness. He drew his Blazing Sun Sword and slashed his arm, barely managing to stay conscious through the pain. This woman was definitely not the Pope of Dreams; he suspected she was the Goddess of Dreams!
"Hahaha……"
His resistance clearly angered the other party, whose face kept changing, just like the face-changing act in Sichuan opera in his previous life, and finally turned into a black demon-like face!
As soon as it opened its mouth, it revealed sharp white fangs. "Phil Gray, since you've come to me of your own accord, you shall remain in the realm of dreams forever!"
Phil Gray was surprised that the goddess of dreams knew his identity.
Was it because He killed His chosen one? Or because He also learned of the God of Fate's plan and had already sided with the gods of the Abyss?
His neck suddenly lengthened, and the enormous head in the air charged toward Phil Gray, its mouth wide open as if to swallow him whole.
Phil Gray was like an ant in front of this giant; his resistance with the Sunblaze Sword made no ripple.
As expected, even the most powerful chosen ones are powerless against the gods, especially since this is the territory of the Goddess of Dreams.
Just as he was about to be swallowed whole, he heard an angry roar, and then a huge black cat descended from the sky, biting off the outstretched neck of the Goddess of Dreams, whose head rolled to the ground.
"Night!" Phil Gray exclaimed with delight.
"Meow~"
The night roared loudly, shaking heaven and earth.
On the goddess of dreams' side, another head sprouted, her expression one of terror. "You... how are you still alive!"
It seems the information about the Goddess of Dreams isn't very good. She knows of my existence, but she doesn't know that the night has returned. Phil Gray narrowed his eyes.
"You wretch! You dare to court death!" Night angrily raised its claws, and the huge claws slapped the Goddess of Dreams across the face.
The goddess had lost her previous arrogance and, upon seeing the night, acted like a mouse before a cat, constantly dodging the night's attacks, yet occasionally getting hit by the cat's claws.
Soon, the Goddess of Dreams was beaten black and blue. She took a deep look at the night and Phil Gray, and her body gradually dissipated, turning into the sky and earth of this dream world.
The distorted space returned to normal, and Phantom Night City reappeared before them.
Hei Ye snorted coldly, "That bitch, she really knows how to run away."
Its body kept shrinking until it reached its normal size and jumped onto Phil Gray's shoulder. But after a few seconds, it seemed to realize something and jumped back to the ground.
A delicate-looking little boy appeared in front of Phil Gray.
He had short, wispy black hair, wore all black, and had a cool, yet remarkably cute, face.
It looks exactly like the statue of the Son of Night in the Church of the Dark.
Phil Gray couldn't resist going over and pinching his cheek. "How did you turn into a human?"
“Outside, I don’t want to waste my power on maintaining human form, but here, all of that bitch’s power comes from me, the main god, so this power can actually be used by me.” Night raised his head and said smugly.
Phil Gray could hear the ease and glee in his tone. Having been so frustrated by the assassination attempt on him by the Goddess of Dreams, he must have wanted to vent his anger like this for a long time.
"Alright, let's hurry up and go in to deal with the Dream Pope."
Upon entering the city gate, they found that everything in Phantom Night City was no different from the headquarters of other sects, except that it was more prosperous. The people coming and going were all dressed in fine clothes and had smiles on their faces.
There is no disease or pain here, only happiness and bliss, but the thought that their real bodies are still suffering from sun and rain in the outside world seems particularly absurd.
Phil Gray and Night quickly found the location of the Dream Cathedral, a dreamlike church that fulfilled all believers' fantasies about their ideal temple.
"You've arrived."
As soon as they saw the cathedral, the scene changed instantly. A beautifully dressed young woman, with her back to them, waved to them.
?
Weren't they at the cathedral entrance? And who is this person? How did he suddenly appear?
"Who are you?" Phil Gray asked.
The girl turned around, her face stunning, her eyes possessing a peaceful and gentle beauty. "You just killed me, to end the war between dreams and dawn."
What she said was bizarre, yet it perfectly matched their intentions. Could it be...?
"Are you the High Priestess of the Cult of Dreams?" Phil Gray asked.
"That's right."
“You’re right, we are indeed going to kill you,” Phil Gray said calmly.
“But you have already killed me once.”
"..."
“In my dream.” The Dream Pope waved her hand, and two chairs appeared before her. “Why don’t we talk some more?”
"Are you sure your dream is real? Would the two of us kill you?" Phil Gray asked with interest.
"You may think it's a dream, but it's real to me. The goddess of dreams' divine intervention failed against you." A hint of pain flashed across the Dream Queen's face.
Hei Ye smiled and said, "Of course. If that bastard dares to show up again, I will definitely beat him until he runs away. If I hadn't been blinded by his appearance back then, how could I have let him get away so easily?"
“If you’re willing to let the dream world stop here and apologize for what you’ve done, we can spare your life,” Phil Gray said.
"Also, you must give half of your church's wealth to the Dark Night Cult," Black Night interjected from the side.
She deliberately kneaded her own little hands, as if she would snatch them away herself if the girl didn't agree.
“Alright, I agree to everything.” To everyone’s surprise, the Dream Queen agreed immediately. In addition, she added, “I will also disband the Dream Cult.”
"ah?"
The person and the cat stared wide-eyed in surprise.
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