[Effect of wearing: Whenever you actively or passively co into contact with dreams, you will automatically enter a special state known as "Fairy Tales"]
[Fairy Tales: To the dream, you are an elusive and ethereal whisper, and to you, the dream is rely an absurd story casually revealed.
Existing between being and non-being, you can freely traverse all dreamscapes and transcend the reality beneath your feet in an instant, reaching the other side of the dream realm with just a single step]
[Advancent path: Already at the highest level, cannot progress further]
[Hidden trait (no need to wear): Even in the most false of dreams, your will can remain lucid, and in the sturdiest of realities, your spirit can instantly enter dreams]
After feeling the sense of drifting readiness to cross countless dream realms straight to the dream's deepest part when "A Thousand and One Nights" activated, Leon, who was holding the branch of the Dream Resting Master, slightly raised his head and grinned towards it from beyond countless dreams.
There's no need for any 830,000 dreams; if alliance against the current world wasn't deed more advantageous, everything would have ended when the 1,001st dream shattered. As for now...
Alliance or not, it no longer matters.
In the shock-riddled eyes of the Dream Resting Master, Leon, who had been tens of thousands of dreams away just monts ago, suddenly traversed the distance along the descending branches, stepping directly to face it.
I must kill you!
Unlike the previous gaze exchanged across countless dreams, in this close encounter, upon clearly reading the determined will in Leon's eyes, the nearly instinctively panicked Dream Resting Master retreated frantically, trying desperately to distance itself from Leon in front.
Yet even though it crossed countless dreams upon instinct, hiding again beyond dozens of dream abysses, those deep black eyes still caught up in a single step, and with a sweeping hand shrouded in origin brilliance, the vast form of the Dream Resting Master shattered with a roar!
Dead! Number 7 was killed!
Through the overlapping ravines and dreams, witnessing the instant scene of the Dream Resting Master being blasted apart, the wills watching from outside the dream pits imdiately stirred into chaos.
However, just as the closest of them prepared to forcibly descend across countless planes, the will of the Dream Resting Master, crushed into powder, re-condensed from the surrounding fragnted dreams, reuniting as if ti had reversed.
I... I'm not dead? I'm actually not dead?!!!
Having reford a complete will and looking at Leon, who furrowed his brow on the opposite side, the previously frightened Dream Resting Master stood dazed for a mont, then couldn't help but laugh joyfully aloud.
I was almost fooled.
The murderous intent in Number 3's eyes before was so pure, and the ability to cross several hundred thousand dreams in one step was so horrifying that it indeed made mistakenly believe I might be killed.
However, although Number 3 surpassed dreams, compared to the massive Dream Abyss, he is too insignificant, hardly more than a mouse crawling into a mountain.
Even if he can destroy hundreds or thousands of dreams in an instant, to one like myself, where eighty-four thousand dreams can perish and resurrect in a single thought, such damage is negligible, even not faster than my recovery!
So... Number 3 also cannot completely kill him?
Watching the Dream Resting Master, laughingly revived inside the transparent jellyfish-like brain, those eager wills outside the dream sighs retreated again in disappointnt.
Defeating the Dream Resting Master isn't difficult; in his current state with just a brain left, he's not to be feared as long as you don't step into the dream realm. The real trouble with the Dream Resting Master is his nearly indestructible will.
And although Number 3 can step into dreams and find and defeat him in the Dream Resting Master's realm, he likewise lacks the ans to instantly obliterate eighty-four thousand dreams, so...
"You can't kill !"
With the panic in his eyes completely fading away and looking at Leon with a locked brow opposite him, the silhouette of the Dream Resting Master re-floated high, overlooking Leon below as he laughed:
"Number 3! Although you surpass the dreams I created, compared to , you are too insignificant!
You can only kill off my avatars. The brain that governs eighty-four thousand dreams at once and can infinitely regenerate is the complete ! Having devoured all my kin, I have beco the sole ruler within the dream realm! You can never truly kill !"
"I understand."
Looking up at the overjoyed Dream Resting Master, Leon calmly inquired:
"So what you're saying is, to truly kill you, I must destroy these eighty-four thousand dreams in an instant, right?"
"..."
Watching Leon seriously discussing with himself about how to get rid of him below, the joy on the Dream Resting Master's face stilled slightly, and an ominous shadow quickly descended upon his heart.
"You... could it be..."
"Don't worry, I should not be able to achieve that."
Narrowing his eyes to gaze over the boundless dreams, Leon shook his head in slight regret:
"In terms of sheer scale, you are an essentially indestructible existence; I truly lack such destructive capability."
Phew...
Hearing Leon admit that he cannot kill him, the Dream Resting Master couldn't help but let out a long breath, yet before he could regain his smile, he saw Leon below reach to tug a "branch," looking up and questioning:
"But who said I plan to destroy you?"
"?!!"
Under the Dream Resting Master's puzzled gaze, Leon raised his hand and snapped off one of his branches, brought it to his mouth and bit into it, swallowing it expressionlessly. Then his tightly knit brows gradually relaxed.
Indeed, just as I thought.
Seeing the branch which didn't regrow after being devoured, always appearing as if it was missing a section, Leon couldn't help but slightly curl his lips at the corners, then declared with eyes gleaming with satisfaction:
"I intend to consu you."
"?!!?!!?!!!"
"You could devour your kin to beco the only one in dreams, so why can't I, who have surpassed you in the dream realm, do the sa?"
Having snapped off another branch and chewed it into his mouth with a crunch, Leon's voice line tranquilly inquired, under the horrified gaze of the Dream Lord:
"By the way, do you rember, at the beginning, when I asked you if you'd like to team up, how did you respond?"
After swallowing the branch chewed to pieces in his mouth, Leon tugged on the branch already missing two sections and spoke word by word towards the Dream Lord whose entire brain was trembling:
"To have devour you entirely and turn your world into part of mine, isn't that also a form of alliance?"
"Crunch!"
...
"Stop! Please stop!"
"Crunch... crunch..."
"Alliance! I am willing to ally! I can team up with you!"
"Crunch... crunch..."
"Not alliance! But join forces! No! Submission! Just stop, and I'll do whatever you say!"
"Crunch... crunch..."
"No! No! I beg you! No!!!"
"Crunch... crunch..."
Watching Leon, who stopped conversing after a brief exchange and silently pulled on the trembling branches of the Dream Resting Master, slowly gnaw bit by bit, all the wills outside the sixty dream urs sank into deathly silence.
Sixty main trunks, over seven hundred branches, a total of more than eighty-four thousand sprigs... Even in a dreamscape where the concept of ti is relatively faint, Leon still took a full two and a half months to devour the massively grand brain of the Dream Resting Master entirely.
During these two and a half months, the inescapable Dream Resting Master first pleaded, then negotiated, then begged, cursed, scread, threatened, and cursed... until in the end, what remained was helpless and despairing wailing.
No matter what kind of commotion the Dream Resting Master created, that crisp crunching sound still echoed like the pendulum of a clock, consistent and unshakable, bit by bit, mouthful by mouthful, consuming everything it had.
And the will of the Three Pillar Gods and other remnants of origins watched in horror for two and a half months as the Dream Resting Master grew ever more desperate in its wailing and lantation until Leon bit down on the last remaining branch, chewed it to pieces, and with the Dream Resting Master's final cry, disappeared without a trace in an instant.
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