The dazzling golden light beam shone on the moon. Although I couldn't see the specific situation clearly, Martin knew that the gray fog that enveloped the moon was constantly being cleared.

Votto's eyes were sharp, like a carving knife made of ice, trying to peel Martin and get cramps.

The vigorous gray fog was wrapped around him, and the gray fog was virtual and real, as if connected to the dream world. There seemed to be someone shaking constantly, making whimpering sounds.

Votto should have seen that Martin is the key to the ceremony in this ceremony, and hesitated to take action again.

He flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Martin couldn't even keep up with the other person's movements, but the alertness that rose in his heart made him subconsciously summon a psychic shield.

The milky white shield just appeared around Martin.

Zheng!

The collision sounded, and Martin's eyes burst into tears. Before he could see clearly what was going on, he found a large cloud of gray fog had appeared in front of him.

In the confused fog, Martin seemed to see countless figures moving in it. They were all his friends, college classmates, roommates, colleagues, and people Martin knew in this world. They came from the memories in their minds, as if they were saying hello to Martin, seducing him into the gray fog.

A cool feeling came from the crown above his head. Martin was not confused. At the same time, a flash of lightning struck out along his right hand, breaking the illusion in the gray fog.

Izalo also turned into a light shield and returned to Martin.

Martin's back felt cold. The psychic shield looked very protective, but it didn't seem to have much effect on the gray fog.

The gray fog was still surging, and I wanted to swallow Martin directly.

Izalo emitted light, evaporating the approaching gray fog. Coupled with the fluctuation of time, the gray fog's movement slowed down, preventing them from swallowing Martin...

Votto showed his figure from the gray fog. Although he was blocked by Izalo and Kagadrin, his goal had been achieved. He stood there and did not control the gray fog anymore, but simply allowed the erosion fog to expand outward.

His eyes were fixed on the second sun in the sky.

Although the gray fog just now did not hurt Martin, the channel for transporting hydrogen was cut off!

And it also caused Martin to escape from the ritual.

Without a presenter, Mr. Karan became very dangerous during the ceremony.

Although he is an experienced ritualist, he should be the first time he is a ritual material...

Martin quickly and silently estimated in his heart that the hydrogen that had been transported was probably enough to last for more than ten seconds at most!

You know, Karan is now at a height of hundreds of kilometers!

Although the planet under your feet is different from the earth in Martin's previous life, the thickness of the atmosphere cannot reach that height.

So Mr. Karan is actually in outer space now.

Once the hydrogen is consumed, the ceremony is probably over.

He must return to the ground before that, or he may never come back!

It seemed that the change on the ground was felt, and the sun transformed by Mr. Karan not only did not weaken, but became two points stronger.

The golden column of light was like an oversized laser cannon, covering most of the moon.

The gray fog evaporated, revealing the original appearance of the moon.

Under the golden light, the moon became brighter. Only the edge was covered with some gray fog, which was not cleared.

But this was the final explosion, and the golden light ball consumed the last bit of raw material for nuclear fusion.

The light of the light ball suddenly weakened and soon disappeared into the sky.

However, most of the gray fog on the moon has been cleared.

When the moon was illuminated, Martin vaguely heard the sound of something breaking. Previously, with the faint gray fog, the entire planet was filled with fluctuations in the dream realm. Now, as the gray fog on the moon was cleaned, these out-of-control fluctuations also dissipated, and I suddenly felt that the whole world had become much cleaner.

Martin looked at the sky with some concern, the ball of light disappeared, the ceremony ended, and Mr. Cokaran had not returned yet.

"Don't worry, he won't be in trouble."

Izalo's voice calmed down Martin.

Martin looked at Votto on the edge of the beach.

At this time, Woto's face became very angry, with a gloomy gaze. The gray fog rotated wildly in his eyes, and the gray fog around his body continued to expand and contract.

It seems that I want to suck the few people in front of me directly into it.

But his power fluctuations seemed to have weakened a lot, which seemed to be related to the disappearance of that fluctuation.

Even the passage behind him leading to the dream world tends to collapse.

"Very good, I didn't expect you to be that variable!"

Votto said, staring at Martin and gritting his teeth.

Martin also looked at Votto's face, knowing that with Kagadrin and Izalo there, he should have no choice but to do anything about him.

If such a person can solve the problem, he will never talk nonsense.

"You are Wuxian Mengmeng Woto?"

Martin asked.

"Hmph! Boy, do you think I don't know the ability of knowledge sequences?"

Votto snorted coldly, not answering Martin's question.

Martin narrowed his eyes. Although the feedback from his ability was the gain effect, in fact, he basically admitted Martin's guess when he answered like this.

"He is Voto..." Izalo said, pointing out his identity.

Martin was even more confused. Wat Woto wasn't Lanpei's early dream pope, how could he survive until now?

Then Martin heard Izalo continue, "But Votto is not only him, Votto is also a dreammaker and a fantasy. All the extraordinary dream sequences are the same person, including the God of Dreams!"

Martin was shocked.

God of Dreams!?

All the extraordinary dream sequences are Voto?

Martin instantly recalled an idea he had at the beginning.

From the example of Valdo, dream sequences can pull people out of dreams.

As the God of Dreams, it should be impossible not to know this.

So... the fantasy and dream makers are all clones transformed from the memories of Woto's dreams at different times!

So they have no life span. They just need to pull it out of their dreams when they die. The dream sequence should have a way to leave their nightmares.

Is there no other extraordinary people in this sequence of Dreamland?

As if he saw Martin's doubts, Izalo said: "There were many people in the early stages of the dream sequence, but they were all killed by him later. In fact, the only person in this field is left with the Dream God."

"The strong prey on the weak is the law of nature!" Votto argued disdainfully.

Martin remembered the spirit Woto who had seen not long ago parasitize the crab. Could he be one of them?

The moon has returned to normal.

The real sun also revealed a little light from behind the moon, dispelling the dim environment.

The passage has collapsed for most of the time, leaving only a hole that is one person high.

The surging gray fog did not stop. After the passage, there seemed to be a battle that Martin did not know the details.

"Stop making unnecessary attempts, Voto."

Izalo said, but there were more threats in his tone than exhortations.

Votto's eyes returned to Izalo: "You think you are right, but I don't want to be like you."

Martin pricked his ears and looked at Izalo beside him curiously.

What the hell is it?

Kagadrin, who was standing beside him, didn't speak, and was listening to the conversation between the two.

"Rules are rules. If you enjoy the power of rules, you must be bound. For thousands of years, you have tried so many times and still feel that you may succeed?" said Izalo.

"Bad! That's the rule he sets. I'm different from you!"

he?

Martin caught a keyword.

Who is this "he" referring to?

Izalo shook his head and said, "Ignorance! You..."

Long!

In the passage, a huge roar came, and Izalo's words were interrupted.

Votto's face changed again, he glared at Martin fiercely, then turned into a fog, entered the passage, and returned to the dream world.

Neither Kagadrin nor Izalo stopped him.

The sun thrust through the sky and returned to the earth.
To be continued...