More than two thousand years ago.
A green light suddenly appeared in the deep and profound treasure house of dreams.
The light spots quickly split and multiplied until they formed the girl's exquisite body.
She was petite, barefoot and shoulders, with green eyes and messy grass-green hair that reached her waist. She looked like a little witch in an ancient forest.
"Finally got in..." Senluo Zhanzhu wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, "The threshold here is too high. Apart from me, probably only the former nightmare angel can find this place?"
"It seems that raising the Dream Kingdom is only the first step for the Nightmare Angel. He is really ambitious... However, only magicians with ambitions so huge that they blind their minds will covet the Dream Kingdom. The Dream Kingdom has existed since the birth of the Void Realm, but no God Lord has dared to take the Dream Kingdom in tens of millions of years. Just think about it and you will know how hot this thing is."
Lord Senluo looked at the collections everywhere, and immediately he understood the operating mechanism here.
She reached out her hand to touch a collection bubble, but it flew away to avoid her.
She blinked her eyes, curiosity flashed across her brows, and she turned into a stream of light and rushed over. Wherever she went, the bubbles in the collection disappeared, and she was not allowed to touch them.
"Stingy guy." She was both angry and amused: "I finally got in, and you won't even give me a little reward!"
The treasure house in the dream is dark and deep, with millions of collections floating quietly.
“You are wasting so much… Dreams are the spiritual power that accompanied the birth of civilization. Dream resources will only grow larger over time, but you have hidden them all to perfect these spells. You haven’t even used up one percent of them. The rest of the resources can only be left to rot… Resources can’t give birth to babies!”
"The Dream Faction doesn't even have a natural deity. You've blocked it too thoroughly. I have to start from scratch to learn about the Dream Faction. Only you can kill the Dream Faction by yourself."
Thinking of this, Lord Senluo couldn't help but feel a little confused: "But why do you do this..."
Magicians who have a little knowledge of the Source Angels and the Far Away Space will think that the behavior of the Source Angels is a natural phenomenon, and that they are the embodiment of nature just like the sun, the moon, and the stars. But when magicians have a deeper understanding, such as the God Lords, they will realize that the Source Angels do have their own will.
That would be very strange. The Source Angel could obviously ignore the third level of the virtual realm, as the third level of the virtual realm would evolve through the dream heaven itself, but it insisted on dreaming out a distant space. The only result of doing so was to prevent the development of the dream faction and block the wheel of history for tens of millions of years.
At this time, a collection bubble floated in front of her. She looked closely and found it was the colorful collection "Billion Shining Hands".
"Four Pillar Gods? Do you think the Dream Faction will allow the Four Pillar Gods to proliferate?" Lord Senluo suddenly realized: "Yes, the Four Pillar Gods can only interfere with reality through touch now, but if there is a better medium, dreams, their will can directly touch mortals..."
"Hmm... makes sense." She nodded, looking at the collections in the sky and said, "I originally wanted to carve out a loophole so that my country could dream of the outbreak of the faction. But if this is the case, the dream faction should be sealed for the time being."
"However, the kingdom I conceived does need the power of dreams. And it's a waste for you to leave dream resources idle like this. It only takes a few seeds to create the gods of the dream faction." Senluo Zhanzhu's eyes turned: "How about this, as a reward for not destroying your treasure house, you open your dream treasure house to my dream kingdom and let me borrow the power of dreams. Occasionally, I will give you a few god seeds to help you consume dream resources and achieve a win-win situation. How about it? Is it a good idea?"
The bubbles in the collection froze for a moment.
What kind of win-win is this? Do you win twice?
"If you don't object, I'll take it as your consent." Senluo Zhanzhu waved his hand, "You should think positively. From now on, you don't need to dream alone. I will sleep with you."
"I have to leave, otherwise that annoying Zhizhu will find me." Her figure gradually disappeared: "Goodbye, Yuan Angel, see you next time..."
"It should be the time of your death."
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One thousand four hundred years ago, a pale soul suddenly emerged from the depths of darkness. After a moment of silence, a gust of wind blew from the treasure house in the dream, and countless collections gathered in the pale soul. In an instant, a handsome little girl wearing a white feather windbreaker and a white hat walked out from it.
The god Ci Qingji was born.
Seven hundred years ago, another red soul floated out from the depths of darkness. After the collection was reconstructed, a little girl with red hair and cat ears jumped out.
The fire spirit Zhishou was born.
Three hundred and fifty years ago, a blue soul flew out from the depths of darkness. After the collection was reconstructed, a cold little girl with blue hair and white feather clothes emerged from it.
As the wish goes, the god is born.
Three months ago, the Silver Soul floated into the treasure house from the depths of darkness.
That time, the treasure house in the dream set off a collection storm that far exceeded the previous three times. The collection shattered into the purest colors, and the darkness was filled with gorgeous rainbow flowers. They were like a grand greeting and a gorgeous farewell.
Then, a little girl with five silver tails walked out of the silver light. She was holding a silver lamp in her hand, had long blue hair, wore a white bonnet, a dark red shawl, a platinum priest robe, long black gloves, and round-frame glasses.
The Silver Lamp Spirit is born.
From then on, Senluo's dream fell into darkness.
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"Xiao Zhan's back-up plan!? Impossible, she's already dead!"
Yin Zhi shook his head violently: "I can't make a judgment at best, but I can't make a wrong judgment! Unless the realm of the prophecy faction exceeds mine, it will not interfere with my judgment!"
"It's just a little bit unexpected." She took a deep breath, "In any case, Xiao Zhan is gone."
In the eyes of the Lord God, it is no secret that Senluo Kingdom is a dreamland. And the most famous secret realms in the dream world in the virtual world are obviously the distant space and the dream kingdom, or more precisely, the dream of the source angel.
What Lian Yinzhi didn't expect was that Lord Senluo Zhan actually secretly unearthed the treasure house in his dream.
If Senluo Zhanzhu was still alive, she would definitely have the means to interfere with the treasure house in the dream to a large extent, and no one could rob her. But the problem is that she has fallen.
Even if she left behind a thousand tricks, as long as they cannot be used, it will not matter. As for whether she will have a successor... Her incurable injuries, the civil strife in her divine kingdom, and even the two hundred years of wasteland in the Senluo Kingdom, everyone has contributed to this.
Even if she had an heir, it would be too late for her to attend this feast.
Yin Zhi calmed down and carefully sensed the current situation of the competition for the treasure house in his dream.
After she had looted more than a hundred collections, she established a more stable connection with the treasure house in her dreams. Not only did she know how much authority she had obtained, but she could also vaguely sense the competition among others.
She has currently looted 2,000 collections, and has gained about 2% of the Dream Treasure House. This certainly does not mean that the Dream Treasure House only has 100,000 collections. 2,000 collections probably only account for one ten-thousandth to one thousandth of the Dream Treasure House.
But the problem is that the dream treasure house is on the verge of collapse.
The real pillar of the treasure house in the dream is the source angel. Now that the source angel is gone, it can only temporarily rely on the huge collection to maintain the dream, but this is like your pillar is gone, relying on countless small pieces of wood to support the house. Now someone is willing to be its pillar, it will naturally hand over the authority in a hurry, so that the demons will bear more pressure.
The ratio of the number of collections obtained to the Dream Treasure House's permissions is not a linear relationship, but an exponential relationship. The later she gets, the easier it is to obtain more permissions. According to Yinzhi's estimation, 2,000 copies can only obtain 2% permissions, but 10,000 copies may obtain 100% permissions.
However, it is impossible for her to obtain 100% authority.
Yin Zhi clearly sensed that in addition to her, there were four other people whose collections exceeded 1,000 copies, and they obtained rights of approximately 1.6%, 1.4%, 1.35% and 1.01%.
The first three are probably other demons, and the last one with the least authority is obviously the Ghost Prophet.
However, this should also be the limit of the Ghost Prophet.
The fact that the Ghost Prophet could obtain more than 1,000 collections was far beyond Yinzhi's expectations. She thought that the upper limit of this demigod of the old times should be a few hundred collections.
But the main course that follows is destined to be enjoyed only by demons like them... huh?
At this time, Yinzhi suddenly noticed that there was a sixth competitor who had obtained more than 1% of the authority.
She was a little confused. There were only five people in total, four demons and the ghost prophet. Even if the others had a way to burst the bubble quickly, their wills would not be able to withstand the huge torrent of knowledge. Only the great souls who had entered the realm of God could get their hands on this angel legacy.
Who else ended up?
However, Yinzhi didn't care much, because no one could compete with her. Her 2% authority progress was ahead of everyone else, and because of exponential growth, her advantage would only grow, and she might even get more than 50% authority. Others who came after her could only share the remaining 50%.
But at this moment, she saw the silver light coming from the other side of the darkness becoming clearer and clearer, like a silver bridge running through the long darkness. The light spread, smearing the world, and countless collection bubbles reflected the brilliant silver light. The dream treasure house with flowing light instantly turned into an aesthetic world of silver bubbles.
Yinzhi's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.
Because she saw pure white light and shadow appearing at the other end of the silver bridge.
When the pure white light and shadow stepped onto the silver rainbow bridge, the silver-white light spread from it like frost, catching the nearby collection bubbles like a spider web, and completely turning the collection bubbles into silver and absorbing them at an astonishing speed!
Yinzhi watched as the pure white light absorbed more than 1,000 collections, quickly exceeding her 2% authority progress, and the absorption speed showed no sign of stopping!
Even if you are a music expert, you need to take a break before you can continue to absorb the collection!
At this point, it doesn’t matter who the sixth competitor is, because if things continue like this, they will all have to eat leftovers, and the treasure house of dreams will be eaten up by this lucky guy favored by the silver light!
Yin Zhi flew directly to the silver bridge without hesitation. She wanted to try to see if she could walk on the silver bridge. At the very least, she had to get the information of the pure white light and shadow to see who dared to snatch food from the mouths of the demons!
There were many people who had the same idea as her. Balls of light flew towards the Silver Bridge. However, as they got closer, the silver light became more and more intense. They all felt their consciousness melting away and had to stop outside the Silver Bridge, watching the pure white light and shadow move towards the other side step by step, as humble as minions.
The power of gods!
This silver light comes from the gods!
Moreover, Yin Zhi can distinguish that the silver light contains the power of truth and dreams. This may be the reason why the silver light can help burst millions of bubbles and help the pure white light and shadow disintegrate the torrent of knowledge.
Yinzhi is already numb.
These demons have to rely on themselves, but some people can actually rely on gods?
It was the first time she realized that her background was not as strong as others.
Why are there gods in the treasure house of dreams, and why do gods favor only one person? If it is the god of the Senluo Dreamland, but the Senluo Dreamland is already a completely collapsed and annihilated place, even if the god can resist, he does not have the energy to persist!
And don't forget, even if there are many loopholes in this angel hunt, the dead rule is that only mortals can come in. Except for extremely rare cases like the First Gospel, mortals cannot control gods, so Yinzhi is very sure that the pure white light and shadow are definitely not in a master-servant relationship with the gods!
But if it was not a master-servant relationship, why would the gods show glory to him?
In a state where they are not enslaved, no matter how good the relationship between the gods and the magician is, they will only actively exert 1% of their power to help the magician, because exceeding 1% of their power will consume the essence of the gods, which is equivalent to suicide.
But this silver-light god displayed almost 100% of his power to help the pure white light and shadow absorb the collection and disintegrate the torrent of knowledge. Otherwise, he would not have been able to absorb it as easily as breathing!
What kind of relationship can make a god give up everything for a mortal?
It was the first time that Yinzhi not only lost despite being well prepared, but also didn't even know why he lost.
"Is he the Lord God?" Other magicians nearby asked in confusion. After seeing the miraculous event beyond their comprehension, the magicians' first reaction was "This should be a miracle created by the Lord God." "But which Lord God is it?"
"It must be the Blood Moon Supreme!"
"Humph, it must be our Lord of the Wujian Abyss!"
“Definitely the music master!”
"The All-Knowing Weaver is the answer!"
"The Starry Lord must be the only winner!"
Yin Zhi quietly withdrew and continued to absorb the collection. Turning back, she saw several balls of light also quickly bursting the bubbles. They looked at each other, tacitly flew in different directions, each searching.