At this moment, Audrey even suspected that "fate's arrangement" was not to let her go to Hedlak Village to investigate the dragon worship customs, but to let her realize that something was wrong and thus resist. She used her "virtual personality" ability in the area around Hedlak Village to quietly guide her two brothers to change their minds unconsciously. This psychic dragon discovered the special consciousness related to the "City of Miracles" Levished and brought Him here.

Even though she was on the side being arranged, Audrey couldn't help but feel in awe. It had to be said that in order to achieve such an effect, one must have an extremely high level of insight into people's hearts and a grasp of different people's reactions, a level that would make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts when they thought about it.

You know, Audrey, the Sequence 4 "manipulator", felt that the development of things was in line with her expectations at the time and completely satisfied her hopes, so she was not at all vigilant.

The giant dragon of the mind retracted its spread membrane wings, looked down at Audrey in the blue cloak and said:

"This is a dream maze pieced together by many minds. Even if the one who set the trap comes here in person, it will take some time to find this room, and I won't stay here for too long."

It was clear that He was not unaware of the trap, but He just thought that some things were worth taking such a big risk.

Dream maze... Is this an extraordinary ability of the "Dream Weaver", or a qualitatively changed ability? Audrey gathered her thoughts and asked calmly:

"What do you want to know?"

The huge gray-white dragon with huge scales hummed and said:

"My name is Eri Hogg, one of the only three ancient dragons left."

What he meant was that he was one of the three dragons that survived the Second Age, and that the various dragons that were now rare were just descendants of those dragons from the Ancient Gods' era? Audrey nodded slightly without interrupting him.

Behind her, in the wilderness covered with dark green weeds, a wooden door stood there without any support, looking extremely strange.

Airhog also wasted no time, and after introducing himself, he asked:

"Where did you find Levished?"

Audrey was well prepared and answered calmly:

"In a book called 'Groselle's Travels', it is rumored that it was made by the dragon king Angerweed himself."

"Groselle..." Erihog obviously had never heard of this name. He repeated it and then asked, "What kind of book is that?"

Audrey, with her blonde hair flowing smoothly, described it simply:

"There is a nearly real world in that book. At the same time, it can absorb people who meet the requirements or donate their own blood into the book and let them live in that world."

Eri Hogg was silent for two seconds and said:

“Is there a collective subconscious ocean in the world of that book?”

"Yes." Audrey answered with certainty, "The 'City of Miracles' Liveseyde that I saw is deep in the collective subconscious ocean of the world in the book."

Erihog's breathing suddenly became heavier:

"What did you see in that Levished?"

Audrey thought about it and said:

"A city full of huge pillars and magnificent palaces.

"In addition, I also entered the Dragon King's residence, where the inner voice of every living being can be directly reflected in the surroundings. I call it the 'Hall of Honesty'.

"At the end of the 'Hall of Honesty', behind the Dragon King's throne, there is an ancient and mysterious bronze door. I don't know what is sealed inside. Anyway, it is very dangerous and I dare not approach it at all."

Audrey told the exact truth, except that she didn't mention Mr. World, Mr. Star, or her own speculations.

The ancient dragon Erihog fell completely silent, and it was unknown whether he was recalling something or analyzing Livesey's current situation.

During this process, His head dropped down little by little, as if He was going to carry His body from the top of the hundred-meter-high pillar to the ground.

Just as Audrey was becoming even more nervous due to this slightly weird scene and was about to ask a question, Erihog suddenly raised his head.

His pair of pale golden eyes became increasingly indifferent, and his voice once again echoed in the wilderness:

"Levished..."

Amid the rumbling sound like thunder, the things hidden in the darkness behind Erehog quickly became clear, revealing their own outlines in the gradually brightening scene:

They are huge stone pillars tens or hundreds of meters high. Some stand alone, while others jointly support majestic but quaint palaces.

These stone pillars and palaces were mainly gray and white, and were located on an island-like foundation, exactly the same as the "City of Miracles" Liveseyde that Audrey had just described.

No, this seems to be the "City of Miracles" Liveseyde.

It was not until this moment that Audrey discovered that the ancient spiritual dragon Erihog was squatting on top of the tallest and thickest stone pillar in Liveseyd.

At this moment, she vaguely felt that some subtle changes had taken place in Erihog.

Her green eyes turned slightly, and suddenly there was a sound of a metal handle being turned behind her.

This... Audrey resisted the urge to turn back suddenly, and turned her body sideways cautiously, looking sideways.

The lonely wooden door, which had lost all external support, slowly opened back, revealing the appearance of the visitor:

A huge, white rabbit with moving ears that walks like a human.

Above the gray fog, in the ancient palace, a figure shrouded in gray mist sat at the top of the mottled long table, in the position of "The Fool", staring quietly at the crimson star that represented "Justice".

…………

Backlund, West District, 9 Bellotto Street.

As the two-week deadline drew closer, Wendel began to suffer from insomnia and had to rely on medication to fall asleep.

After waking up, he was still restless and extremely anxious. He completely lost interest in food. He forced himself to eat the three meals brought by his colleagues only to maintain his physical strength.

He didn't know what would happen after the court deadline, nor did he know whether he would experience irreversible changes.

This fear of the unknown often made him feel breathless and extremely tormented.

Sometimes, Wendel even thought that maybe resisting returning to Utopia was not a wise choice:

Judging from his limited experience there, if he honestly went back to Utopia and testified for Tracy in court, there was a good chance that he would leave safely afterwards.

——At least so far, Wendel has not heard of anyone dying or going crazy because of Utopia. The people there are quite kind, except that they are a bit weird.

I'm just helping, they should be grateful to me instead of against me... The more Wendel thought about it, the more he felt that facing the danger head-on might make him feel more comfortable than suffering here.

Of course, he had no doubts about the protection capabilities of the MI9 headquarters. If this didn't work, he felt that he could only consider meeting the "Lord of the Storm" as soon as possible.

Huh... Wendel exhaled, sat down on the chair, and casually picked up a novel, trying to pass the time.

But his irritable mood prevented him from getting into the story at all. He turned the pages more and more frequently, and finally closed the book with a snap.

He then closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap.

In a daze, Wendell seemed to have returned to Utopia and came to the court, but his role was not a witness, but a spectator.

He saw that Tracy's case of excessive self-defense was ruled invalid by the judge due to lack of sufficient evidence and the case was transferred to the criminal court. He saw this young lady crying and smiling very sadly.

Wendel woke up suddenly and stared at the gas wall lamp in front of him silently for a long time without moving.

If the problem is with the utopia, rather than the residents within it, then my escape might kill a poor lady... Wendel withdrew his gaze, slightly shaken, but unable to overcome the fear in his heart.

He supported himself on the table with his hands, stood up, and walked towards the door, intending to take a walk around the MI9 headquarters to relax.

After leaving the room and walking a few steps along the corridor, Wendel suddenly heard colleagues in the office next door discussing a case related to Utopia:

"Have you heard? The most recent person to enter Utopia was a coachman. He was driving a businessman from Utopia to the docks. He only turned two streets and found that the surroundings had become unfamiliar."

"It is necessary to remind all the drivers in Backlund that it is best to equate utopia with spies so that they can understand more easily."

"It's a terrifying way to get in and out of Utopia."

"Yes, sometimes I even doubt that the entrance to Utopia can appear anywhere."

"There are definitely some limitations. It's not as omnipotent as we think... Otherwise, I could just go to the bathroom and find myself in utopia."

"From the current summary of the rules, this is theoretically true."

“…”

Wendell's forehead blood vessels throbbed slightly when he heard this, and he suddenly felt that even if he was in the headquarters of MI9, he was not so safe.

Unless there is a demigod who is always watching me, it will be difficult for me to avoid the fate of returning to Utopia. Maybe, after I wash my hands and open the bathroom door, I will find that the "Iris" Hotel in Utopia is outside... No, ordinary demigods may not be able to prevent such a thing. This is simply not something that a human can accomplish. It is already extremely close to being a god... Wendel was instantly panicked and could no longer contain the fear in his heart.

Following the sudden impulse in his mind, he returned to his room and took out the document from the Utopian Court from the drawer.

Then, Wendel entered the bathroom, holding the document in his hand, and whispered in panic:

“I am willing to testify in court.

“I am willing to testify in court.

“…”

After doing this several times, he reached out and grabbed the handle of the bathroom door.

At this moment, a pitch-black crow flew in from the air vent like a ghostly shadow and landed in a corner of the bathroom where no one paid attention.

The next second, Wendell turned the handle, pulled it back, and opened the bathroom door.

What appeared before his eyes was no longer the familiar bedroom, but an unfamiliar hall.

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