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 Chapter 401: The Gate and the Choice

  The huge membrane-covered wing on its right side was almost detached, and one of its sturdy hind legs was also torn apart. There was no scarlet blood on the wound, but a layer of azure ice crystals emerged.

  The dragon that lost one wing could no longer maintain its balance, and its huge body kept flipping and falling in midair.

  Are all dragons so tenacious? Renekton sighed in his heart. The mysterious reappearance of the third level of sequence, if it fell on a fortune teller or reader of the same level, would directly achieve the effect of killing instantly.

  His figure suddenly became transparent, turning into countless bright stars that surged into the sky, and then reappeared in the starlight.

  He raised his right hand upwards, and the stars spread out. In just a moment, all the wind and snow were dispelled.

  As the wind and snow were eliminated, the light blue starlight gradually turned pale gold and began to gather in the palm of Renekton's raised right hand, pulling the surrounding sunlight and quickly accumulating brilliance.

  The invisible sunlight gradually condensed into substance, forming a spear in Renekton's hand that seemed to be made of pure sunlight. It repeatedly concentrated the light and heat to the extreme, dimming the sunlight that pierced the clouds.

  Boom~ Jurisian tried to wave his only remaining wing, but still failed to change his fate of falling to the ground.

  He stared at the sky with hatred and anger, staring at the figure that was accumulating glory.

  He slightly raised his head and opened his exaggerated huge mouth, and ice-blue crystal light continued to gather.

  The next moment, he suddenly froze in place, forgetting what he was going to do, forgetting his movements, and forgetting how to exhale.

  The light gathered in Jurisian's mouth quickly dissipated as if it could not continue, turning into transparent light blue dots.

  His ice-blue vertical pupils showed a rare confusion, as if he was in a daze. The thoughts in his mind kept floating up and quickly disappeared, leaving only some messy thoughts floating.

  In mid-air, the spear made of pure sunlight in Renekton's hand had already taken shape. Without hesitation, he threw the spear, which turned into a blazing white light and accurately hit Jurisian's chest covered with fine pale white scales.

  The blazing white spear expanded the moment it touched Jurisian, turning into a miniature sun that was extremely blazing white and extremely hot, illuminating everything and melting everything.

  Boom!

  A scorching wind suddenly blew around, blowing the surrounding snow to melt quickly, forming water droplets and turning into steam.

  The scorching wind slapped the faces of everyone at the edge of the cave, and the dazzling light made it difficult for them to open their eyes.

  After a while, the light and heat around gradually faded, and spiritual intuition told everyone that the battle over there was over.

  The gray-blue giant Grosser quickly moved towards the place where Jurisian had fallen before. The snow in that area had disappeared, revealing the black soft soil.

  The exaggerated body of Jurisian had disappeared, leaving only a few crystal blue lights flowing, spreading, and slowly gathering.

  "The 'King of the North' was destroyed?" Grosel muttered to himself in confusion.

  Conquering Jurisian had been his goal since he entered the world of this book. Under the long-term influence of "Grosel's Travels" on his subconscious, this had almost become his obsession.

  Now that Jurisian had died so suddenly, the giant felt a sense of emptiness that he could not find a goal in life.

  The others, either riding the wind or running, soon arrived at the place where Jurisian died.

  Under their gaze, the dots of ice-blue fluorescence gradually gathered and formed into a five or six-meter-high dark blue gate covered with mysterious patterns. Even Grosel, a giant, could pass through it effortlessly.

  Renekton looked around, his sight finally fell on Leonard, and he said in a calm voice:

  "This is the door to leave the world in the book."

  "Why are you looking at me?"

  Leonard just opened his mouth, and his body was replaced by Pales, who looked at Mobet with a complicated expression and said:

  "Thousands of years have passed outside. Once you leave this world in the book, you will age in an instant and weather into a handful of yellow earth."

  "Why is it so?"

  "Old man, you have a way, right? Stealing time and life is not too difficult for you. Since you are here, you must have a way, right?"     Mobet was stunned. His expression suddenly became heavy and his voice became hoarse. He looked at Leonard with an almost pleading look.

  He could guess that the problem was not with himself, but with his companions. They needed at least six or seven thousand years of life to offset the long time they had spent in the book world.

  Audrey unconsciously moved closer to Fors next to her. She felt her mood suddenly become heavy. The angel seemed to be in a bad state. It was very likely that he would not be able to take all the friends of his descendants out of the book world. Separation and choice always make people painful.

  Leonard, who was controlled by Pales, said calmly:

  "The lifespans I have collected are not enough to take all of you away, especially the elves and giants who have entered this book world since the Second Era. Two thousand years, even I cannot easily erase it."

  Mobet stood there blankly, not knowing what expression to show on his face. He turned and looked at Siatas on the side.

  "Why are you looking at me? Shouldn't you be happy to be able to leave this damn place?"

  "Have you forgotten that when you first entered this book world, you dreamed of your great-grandfather appearing and taking you out of here? Now, your dream has come true."

  Siatas turned her head away, not looking at Mobet's expression, and her tone was as tough as ever, with a hint of irritability.

  "I..." Mobet opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything in the end.

  Pales seemed to have seen something, snorted coldly, and said in a calm tone:

  "Tell me when you have made up your mind."

  Renekton looked back and forth between Mobet and Siatas for a while, then took out a gray-white scale from his pocket, tossed it in his hand, chuckled and said:

  "This gate will not disappear for a while, let's go to the spiritual world first, then the book will be returned to its original owner, and there should be no chance to come to this book world again."

  "Return to its original owner?" Leonard narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a little doubt in his voice:

  "Has the dragon king returned?"

  Renekton did not answer this question, but said:

  "They need some time to calm down and think, so let's not disturb them here."

  As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became far-reaching, as if he was looking for something, confirming something.

  After a moment, a deep blue and purple glow lingered in his eyes, and then he raised his hand forward, and circles of starlight like water waves spread out, and an illusory symbol composed of layers of doors emerged.

  Renekton gently turned his wrist with his right hand pressed forward, and the starlight around him suddenly became deep, and the layers of illusory "doors" quickly became real.

  On the other side of the "door" was a deep and dark sea, where every drop of water was like a light and shadow, as if representing a bit of consciousness and an imprint.

  The "door" leading to the spiritual world quickly took shape, and Renekton looked around and walked in first.

  The deep and dark sea water under his feet had no substance. As Renekton stepped into it, the surroundings suddenly changed, and a spiral, gray-white staircase appeared.

  This staircase seemed to extend to the deepest part of the spiritual world, and there was no end in sight.

  Behind him, Klein, Audrey and others also stepped here

  one after another. Audrey looked around, and her eyes were soon stained with a layer of dark gold. Her voice was soft and peaceful, with the power to soothe people:

  "This is the collective subconscious sea, also known as the spiritual world. It has an obscure and wonderful connection with the spirit world."  Chapter 402: Livesey

  Audrey raised her eyes slightly and looked at the top of the spiritual world. There was a spiritual sky that covered everything, which was the reflection of the spiritual world at the spiritual level!

  She quickly retracted her gaze and warned everyone in a serious tone:

  "This is a wonderful world interwoven by the minds and consciousness of many intelligent creatures. It is not only wonderful, but also dangerous. If you are not careful, you will lose yourself or have problems with your mental state."

  "For extraordinary people, the mental state is the most serious impact."

  At this point, Audrey looked at Renekton and asked with some doubts:

  "But, isn't this the world in the book? Why does the spiritual world exist?"

  "This is an imaginary world, but it doesn't mean that this world is false. It is equally real, equally magical, and equally twisted."

  Leonard said like a bard reciting a poetic chapter.

  You are just repeating the words of the old grandfather in your body. Why are you reciting it? Klein silently complained about his former colleague in his heart.

  Renekton walked slowly on the gray and white stairs spiraling down, but his eyes unconsciously fell on Leonard and Klein. With such a close observation, the old man must have discovered Klein's identity a long time ago, and perhaps even saw the breath of Sefirah Castle.

  "Imaginary world?" Audrey did not hide her curiosity and asked Leonard behind her.

  Leonard did not answer immediately. He lowered his head and was silent for a moment. He pretended to be deep and said:

  "The objects He imagined will surely materialize, the kingdom He imagined will surely descend into the material world, and the future He proclaimed will surely be staged and become a reality."

  "I know, this is a description of the imaginary dragon."

  "Is this a real world imagined by Him? Even though He has fallen long ago, this world can still operate normally?"

  Audrey's voice was quite happy, like a student who perfectly answered the teacher's question in class.

  Leonard was slightly surprised at Audrey's knowledge of the Imagination Dragon, but he quickly concealed his emotions and responded without much emotion:

  "Oh, that's right."

  "Something is coming."

  Klein reminded the few people who were concentrating on communicating and listening in a hoarse voice.

  Audrey turned her head to look at the side and bottom of the spiral staircase. A solid blackness was swarming towards them, like a dark tide that swallowed everything, carrying unspeakable fear.

  Snap~

  A crisp snap of fingers sounded, and the next moment, the bright starlight quickly spread, and the azure glow quickly turned golden, and became blazing white, like a small sun, and the dazzling sunlight directly broke through the surging black tide.

  "This should be the subconscious fear of darkness or certain things in darkness of some creatures. Their subconsciousness intersects in the spiritual world and remains."

  "When we set foot in this spiritual world, we interact with these subconsciousnesses, and it manifests itself in the form of a dark tide that engulfs everything."

  Audrey relied on her knowledge of psychology to explain the phenomenon just now.

  Fors nodded somewhat vaguely. Since she set foot in this spiritual world, she felt that her imagination seemed to be insufficient. The various scenes here were challenging her cognition. I suddenly had a lot of inspiration in my head. Is this the power of collective subconsciousness?

  The cup of gray-white scales held in Renekton's left hand suddenly broke away from his hand and floated in the air. The complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbols on it continued to extend outward, as if establishing a connection with somewhere in this spiritual world. After

  floating quietly for a moment, the gray-white scale suddenly crashed forward, rippling a large area of ​​ripples around it, and layers of colors fell off from the surrounding space.

  "What is this?" Fors wondered. She subconsciously looked at Audrey, who knew the most about the spiritual world.

  Audrey shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know either."

  "It is establishing a connection with a certain place in this spiritual world."

  Klein explained calmly.

  This is somewhat similar to the process of overlapping the spiritual world and the mirror world that Mr. Azik taught me before. Even in the mysterious extraordinary world, a lot of knowledge is interlinked.

  While sighing, Klein saw that the strange runes on the gray-white scales continued to interweave outwards, and soon formed a somewhat illusory double-leaf door, which was dozens of meters high. Even the giant Grosser looked like an underdeveloped child in front of this door.

  Renekton quietly felt the situation on the other side of the door, and then chuckled and said,

  "Let's go, we can reach our destination directly."     As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the illusory double door.

  As he approached, the door spontaneously cracked open a gap large enough for a normal-sized person to pass through.

  After entering the door, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and he came to a magnificent and ancient building with a wild and alien aesthetic.

  This is a huge floating castle or temple, surrounded by huge gray-white stone pillars engraved with strange patterns, which together support a majestic palace.

  Renekton walked forward with ease. This place is no different from the Liveseyd that Angerweed had manifested in his dream before, except that there is no longer any dragon here.

  "Hiss~ There is actually a palace in the depths of the spiritual world? Or is this also the subconscious left by some people here?"

  Leonard followed Fors and Audrey and approached Liveseyd. He was shocked the moment he saw the scene here, and the thoughts that had floated in his mind were unconsciously whispered out.

  Klein followed behind Leonard. While he was shocked by the huge palace, he was suddenly touched and blurted out:

  "'Miracle City' Levished~"

  "'Miracle City'? Is this the Kingdom of the Imagination Dragon?"

  Audrey quickly reacted. She had exchanged information about the Imagination Dragon from Little Sun Derrick a long time ago. As soon as Klein opened his mouth, she instantly recalled it.

  The Kingdom of the Imagination Dragon? Old man, we are now in the Kingdom of an ancient god! Leonard did not hide his surprise and communicated with Pales who was parasitic in his body.

  "It's just the Kingdom of God. Sooner or later, you will go to the Dark Kingdom of the Night."

  Pales replied unhappily.

  This is completely different! Going to the Dark Kingdom is something that happens after death. Moreover, this is the Kingdom of an ancient god. Do you think there will be any treasures left by the ancient god?

  Leonard did not care about Paris's not very good mood and continued to mutter in his heart.

  "Hmph! That ancient god has been dead for thousands of years. Even if he exists, it has nothing to do with you. Moreover, among this group of people, you are only a little better than the psychiatrist, only a little."

  Pales emphasized the difference of "a little", which made Leonard's mentality collapse. He questioned loudly in his heart:

  Impossible, not to mention the gloomy guy behind me, just the lady in the beige dress, she should be the weakest one here, right?

  "She has a very good magical item, which is almost the strongest one below the high-sequence items."

  Pales explained briefly, and then immersed himself in it. No matter how Leonard shouted in his heart, he stopped making a sound.

  Soon, he followed Renekton to the hall of Liveseyd.

  As soon as he stepped into this hall, the voice in his heart quickly echoed around him:

  "Old man~ Old man~"

  "Don't be like a child."

  He looked up in astonishment, not understanding why his voice was echoing around him.

  "What's going on?"

  "My voice, no, it's my thoughts."  Chapter 403 Hall of Honesty 1

  Renekton glanced at Leonard, whose thoughts were not only floating in his mind, but as soon as the thoughts floated in his mind, his voice echoed around:

  "This hall will directly present the inner thoughts of the surrounding creatures."

  "It is very suitable for playing truth or dare."

  "I wonder what the effect will be if I trick Amon here."

  Klein turned his head to look at Renekton. Before he spoke, his voice had already echoed around:

  "Truth or dare? I recommend Arrodes."

  "Trick Amon? Young people nowadays are more arrogant than each other!"

  A slightly old voice echoed overlapping Klein's thoughts.

  "The grandfather in Leonard's body? He also..."

  As soon as the thought came to mind, Klein was stunned. More thoughts could not help but spread out:

  "Uh, is it too late to withdraw now?"

  "Calm down, calm down, don't think too much!"

  Leonard looked at Klein behind him in confusion:

  "He knows me? Who is it? Why don't I have any impression of him?"

  "You are so afraid of being known by me, could he be a fugitive wanted by the church?"

  Audrey's voice also echoed at the same time:

  "Mr. 'World' knows this Mr. 'Nightmare'? It's really curious."

  "No, no, I'm not curious at all, I just..."

  Audrey quickly used the ability of a psychiatrist to calm her emotions, and the floating thoughts in her heart calmed down instantly.

  "The ability of a psychiatrist is still very useful. Uh."

  Audrey covered her mouth and gave herself another "comfort".

  "I'm also curious, are they hidden enemies, or are they friends who can't recognize each other due to an accident?"

  "Well, I'm just thinking about the plot of the novel, please don't mind."

  "Mr. 'World' has become gloomy, so scary, he can't be a crazy and cold killer?"

  "Calm down, calm down, don't think about it anymore."

  Fors closed his eyes and took a deep breath, quickly relaxed his mind, and wiped out his floating thoughts.

  "Do I look so scary? Don't come and persecute my character one by one!"

  Klein couldn't help but complain in his heart again, and his thoughts instantly turned into sounds that echoed around the hall.

  Renekton was laughing at the side, and before he could finish his thoughts, his voice was already echoing:

  "Hahaha, this is so interesting, it's right to call them all here~"

  "This hall is the source of happiness. My humanity has increased a lot due to the madness of the hidden sage."

  "Humanity?"

  "Hidden sage?"

  "Did Mr. 'White Tower' call us here on purpose?"

  "This guy's condition is really wrong, and I'm not happy at all!"

  "Interesting~"

  Everyone's voice echoed in the hall at the same time, and even Pallez couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

  A deep blue glow flashed across Renekton's eyes, and all the thoughts in his mind instantly calmed down. He began to walk deeper into the hall.

  After a moment, his thoughts began to spread again:

  "Angelwede's scales disappeared after arriving here. Could it be that the old dragon sneaked into this spiritual world?"

  "Impossible, the one who returned is just a Sequence 2 Insighter, and can't easily hide from my eyes."

  Pales's old voice echoed.

  "Grandpa is very confident, he should be a Sequence 1 thief."

  "Amon should only lack this characteristic of the Time Worm. Uh. I didn't say anything."

  Klein suddenly paused and gathered his thoughts.     Pales' voice was already echoing around:

  "Hmph! Young people nowadays have no respect for the elderly or the young."

  "The first sequence of the thief's path is called the Time Worm? What a strange name."

  Audrey muttered in her heart with a little doubt, and her voice was instantly echoed in the hall.

  She was silent for a moment, and her voice echoed again:

  "It's very convenient to communicate here, but it's a little too convenient."

  "Yes, it's too convenient. I don't dare to think about it in my mind."

  Fors's voice did not echo around, continuing Audrey's words.

  "This may be to facilitate communication between dragons, or it may be the place where Angerwede treats psychological problems for other dragons."

  As the voice echoed, Renekton had already walked to the center of the hall. He tried to meditate. Many brass-colored gears, interlocking gears, and chains were pulled around the hall.

  They rotated forward or backward, looking like a precise mechanical internal structure, and one after another twinkling stars emerged in the gaps, connecting to each other to form a cold and indifferent eye containing countless stars.

  In just a moment, the scene around the hall suddenly disappeared, and Renekton's voice echoed again:

  "This hall seems to have the function of assisting meditation. It is easy to outline the pattern of meditation in your mind."

  "Can it be like this?" Klein's voice continued to echo, and then he tried to close his eyes and began to meditate.

  Suddenly, one after another stars lit up around the hall. They were densely packed and dazzling.

  "Is this the pattern when Mr. 'World' meditates? So beautiful!"

  "Uh, I didn't mean it. No, I'm really praising you, Mr. 'World'."

  Audrey was very unaccustomed to trying to save her previous sigh in her heart.

  "Why can't I imagine such a beautiful starry sky? Do I really not have the talent that a writer should have?"

  Fors's voice, which was somewhat in self-doubt, echoed around.

  Leonard's voice also echoed at this time:

  "No, I can't control my thoughts when I'm with a group of people like this."

  "This is obviously your own problem, don't blame everything on others."

  Klein skillfully criticized Leonard in his heart, and his voice also echoed at the same time.

  Leonard looked at Klein on his left with some suspicion. His thoughts were echoing in the hall:

  "Who is this guy? He seems to be very familiar with me. I must know him!"

  "Don't guess. You can't guess it."

  Klein subconsciously answered Leonard's words in his mind. He paused and forcefully changed his thoughts:

  "Don't think about it anymore. Calm down. Calm down. Why did I agree to explore the world in the book? I should have divined in advance before making a decision."

  "Yes, why did I agree without thinking? That guy influenced my judgment while talking?"

  Renekton looked back at Klein who was slow to realize it. Before he opened his mouth, his voice had already echoed:

  "I was lucky at that time. What I wanted to do would naturally succeed."

  "Probability dice!" A thought subconsciously floated through Klein's mind.

  "Probability dice? What is that?"

  Audrey and Fors' voices echoed around at the same time.

  "A dice that can make people lucky. Okay, ladies and gentlemen, let's take a look at the mural."

  "Don't talk to each other anymore. I think you can play until next year. Just pretend you didn't hear the rest of this sentence."

  Renekton shook his head uncomfortably, his eyes fell on the mural in the deepest part of the hall.

  There are many dragons painted on it, and the most conspicuous and tallest one is a gray-white dragon overlooking the entire sky.

  His eyes are pale gold and his pupils are vertical. He doesn't have too many emotions, nor does he feel crazy. He is more like a calm and wise wise man.

  Below this dragon, there are several dragons of different appearances circling and clustering, and below them, there are some more blurred figures.

  What attracted Renekton the most was the position under the right wing of "Dragon of Imagination" Angerwede. There was only a faint trace there, as if there should have been a dragon here, but for some reason, it was blurred to only a silver-white all-seeing eye.  Chapter 404 Hall of Honesty 2

  As soon as the thought came to his mind, his voice echoed in the hall:

  "Who blurred the Dragon of Wisdom? The Dragon of Imagination? Or Himself?"

  "Who is the Dragon of Wisdom? Why was it blurred?"

  Fors and Leonard's slightly puzzled voices echoed in the hall at the same time.

  "'The Dragon of Wisdom' was the former subordinate god of the 'Dragon of Imagination', and is now the God of Knowledge and Wisdom."

  Klein's voice echoed around, answering Fors and Leonard's doubts.

  "It turned out to be like this!"

  "I can't believe it at all."

  As soon as Fors sighed, her voice echoed directly, scaring her to immediately restrain her thoughts. Even though she did not believe in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, such a thought could be considered blasphemy.

  Leonard's voice echoed in the hall with some disdain:

  "Oh, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom is not like what the Church of Knowledge preaches!"

  "Is the goddess really like what the church preaches?"

  Klein subconsciously replied in his heart, and it was directly read out by the hall.

  Leonard looked at Klein suspiciously, and his thoughts echoed around him:

  "Goddess? Are you from the church? Or used to be from the church?"

  Klein took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, and closed his eyes to meditate. A bright and twinkling starry sky appeared around the hall again.

  The hall was quiet for a while, and Renekton's slightly playful voice suddenly sounded:

  "The Hall of Honesty is really honest. Even the tone is restored for you, haha~"

  "Honest Hall? Is that the name of this place? Very suitable."

  "It's just a little too 'honest'. Sometimes, it's better for people to have some secrets between each other."

  Audrey's voice then echoed in the hall.

  "Yes, this place is really too torturous, especially in the case of Mr. 'World'. Uh, sorry, I didn't mean it, really!"

  Fors' expression changed from nodding in agreement to a look of panic. She always felt that she would be on the blacklist of "World" from today on.

  "Eh~ Is this the book "Groselle's Travels"?"

  Audrey stood in front of a gray stone wall curiously, and her voice suddenly echoed.

  Everyone moved closer to her position. The murals there were no longer dragons, but recorded the story of a book:

  it passed through one owner after another, went to the northern continent, and also to the southern continent, and finally sank to the bottom of the sea until it was salvaged by a lady driving a boat. The last picture was a little blurry and could not be seen clearly.

  Among the people it passed through, there were giants, elves, nobles and ascetics from the Fourth Epoch.

  "Is there anyone living in this palace? Is he recording the history of this book?"

  Leonard immediately became alert, and his voice instantly echoed in the hall.

  "This is the depths of the collective subconscious sea, and this palace was once the kingdom of God of the 'Imagination Dragon'."

  "The future that He declared will surely be staged and become a reality."

  Renekton explained in his mind while looking at the murals, and his eyes quickly fell on the last blurred part.

  "Blurred out? Because the future that this mural corresponds to has changed, and it can no longer be performed, so it just blurred and disappeared?"

  "It's possible." As Klein's voice echoed,

  he walked to Renekton's side, also staring at the blurred mural, with thoughts constantly floating in his mind:

  "If we add a mural behind this now, will it become a reality?"

  "Probably not. The power supporting these murals should come from the divine power of the 'Dragon of Imagination'. The Dragon of Imagination no longer has the status of an ancient god, and therefore no longer has the ability to turn the content of the mural into reality." Renekton

  shook his head, and some other thoughts floated through his mind:

  "Not necessarily. This should be the ability of the writer. By leaving an imprint in the depths of the collective subconscious sea, the surrounding creatures, generation after generation, unknowingly complete the content of the mural, and it has nothing to do with their own status."

  "Angelwede is only an Insighter now, but He was once the 'Dragon of Imagination'. Coupled with this former kingdom of God, He may not be unable to do such a thing."     "Writer? Is this the first sequence of the audience path? Why is it called 'writer'?"

  Audrey's somewhat puzzled voice echoed in the hall.

  "Yes, they are also called 'fairy tale writers'. Audiences who reach this sequence can already master the collective subconscious sea, and the stories they write will become reality. At the same time, they have the characteristic of 'whatever is said must be known'."

  "So powerful!"

  "I wonder if I have the chance to become a 'writer'."

  Audrey's inner voice suddenly echoed, making her lower her head slightly embarrassed. Since becoming an audience, today is the first time she has felt embarrassed.

  Renekton chuckled, and before he opened his mouth, his voice had already echoed:

  "The writer's characteristic is difficult to obtain, but if the True Creator is the final winner, I can trade Him for a Insighter's characteristic. I can find any characteristic of the same level in the Omniscience and Omnipotence Path. He should not refuse."

  "The True Creator does not have any advantages, and can even be said to be the one with the most disadvantages."

  Pallez's voice suddenly echoed.

  "The final winner is often the one that no one expected."

  With a slight sigh, Renekton immediately gathered his thoughts and stopped thinking about the issues related to the real Creator.

  Klein withdrew his gaze from the mural, folded his arms, and his thoughts diverged again:

  "Indeed, judging from the current situation, the three gods and that..."

  "Pah~" Renekton poked his fingers, creating a starry night around him, and his voice echoed at the same time:

  "Don't mention Him here, don't mention anything related."

  "He will find this place, and it is very likely that he will follow the clues to find Angerwede. The audience is always hard to guard against in this regard, and He is the most powerful audience now."

  Everyone was attracted by Renekton's sudden action, and various voices continued to echo:

  "Him?"

  "The most powerful audience?"

  "The audience is really scary!"

  "The only scary thing is the high-sequence audience." Audrey defended herself as an audience in her heart.

  Klein looked at Renekton in confusion, and his voice echoed around him:

  "Is it so serious?"

  "Having mastered the uniqueness of the Audience Path, He is, to some extent, already the true God of this Path. Moreover, this is Liveseyd."

  Renekton's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he did not bring up too many things related to Adam to avoid being subconsciously recalled by others in their minds.

  "Isn't it Amon?" Klein subconsciously thought of Adam's brother who was also the King of Angels.

  Renekton did not move, but his voice still echoed:

  "He can even modify the knowledge obtained when the Thief Path Beyonders were promoted."

  "This is only because of the special authority of this Path." Pallez suddenly explained.

  "It seems that you are having a lot of fun."

  A voice different from everyone else suddenly echoed in this hall, with the ability to soothe people's hearts. Even Renekton, who was already a Sequence 3, was unconsciously affected and did not have the slightest idea of ​​vigilance.

  Renekton followed his intuition and looked towards the center of the hall. The surrounding environment suddenly changed. They returned directly from Liveseyd to the collective subconscious ocean of the book world.

  Everyone was silent for a moment, and then voices rang out one after another:

  "What's going on?"

  "Huh? We need to talk again."

  "Liveseyd disappeared? Or were we kicked out?"

  Old man, old man, what happened? Leonard kept calling out to Pallez in his heart.

  "Don't make noise, the 'Imagination Dragon' is coming."  Chapter 405 Mobet's Choice

  Pales interrupted Leonard's inner cry and then stopped talking.

  Leonard looked around vigilantly, and the next moment, he saw the ancient and simple "City of Miracles" in the deeper part of his spiritual world. It looked like a temple and a palace.

  On the tallest gray-white stone pillar in Liveseyd, there was a gray-white dragon.

  He had a pair of pale golden vertical pupils, two gray leather-covered wings spread out behind him, and the gray-white scales on the surface were engraved with complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbols.

  Just seeing the symbols on these scales, Leonard felt dizzy, and various thoughts kept emerging in his mind, wishing to tear his body apart.

  The next moment, all the negative emotions in him disappeared abruptly.

  Only the voice of Pales was left echoing in his mind: "Don't look at what you shouldn't look at."

  Leonard quickly came to his senses, and when he looked again, the huge floating city had reached the same level as him, and was floating up rapidly, as if it was going to return to the sky.

  Directly above their heads, the illusory sea water with flashing figures swept and gathered, quickly swallowing up Liveseyd, and soon not even a trace of his shadow could be seen.

  "I have taken Liveseyd back, and I will leave this book to you. It is an item made by me using the ability of the Visionary. Even though I am no longer the 'Visionary Dragon', the items that have been materialized will not disappear because of this."

  "You can keep the world in the book here and let those who come in from the outside world continue to live here, or you can make it into a magical item. You should also be good at making magical items."

  Angerweed's voice echoed in Renekton's mind like a rolling thunder god, as if he maintained the form of a giant dragon and whispered in his ear. It took a long time before it gradually faded away.

  What do you mean I should be good at making magical items? What did He guess?

  While thinking, Renekton turned his eyes to the people behind him, curled his lips, and chuckled:

  "Okay, the Honesty Hall Tour ends here. I will notify you again if there are similar opportunities in the future."

  "No need, I don't want to have such a future."

  Klein responded expressionlessly and in a cold voice.

  Mr. "World" is not as gloomy as before. It seems that this journey has a great impact on him. However, this should be considered a positive impact. Being too gloomy is not good for mental health. Audrey has already exerted the instinct of the audience and carefully observed everyone around her.

  Renekton did not care about Klein's answer and said to himself:

  "It's a pity that I didn't see the things sealed by Angerwede. He may have arrived at Leviside before us."

  "The sealed things?" Klein asked curiously.

  Renekton pondered and replied:

  "The pollution from the underground Chaos Sea should also contain some of his power as the 'Dragon of Imagination'."

  Leonard on the side narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyes stayed on Klein, but he could not remember that he had ever known such a person.

  Old man, do you think that he is disguised in his current appearance? I remember there is a sequence called the Faceless People. They have the ability to disguise themselves as others at will, and even the people who are closest to them cannot recognize them.

  "Don't ask me everything. Can't you think for yourself?"

  Pales muttered dissatisfiedly, with a sense of regret.

  Everyone returned to the direction they came from with their own thoughts. It didn't take too much time for them to leave the spiritual world and return to the place where the "King of the North" Yurisan was killed.

  As soon as Leonard left the spiritual world, he saw the descendant of the old man looking at him with some trepidation. Before he could react, his body was taken over by Pales.

  "You don't plan to leave this book world?"

  Pales's old voice said this sentence with particular certainty, as if he was stating Mobet's true thoughts.

  "Anyway, so many years have passed outside now. All the friends and relatives except you are gone."

  "Besides, I can't help you with anything in your current state."     Mobet's voice was like his head, lowering lower and lower.

  Everyone fell silent. Although they did not understand Mobet's choice, no one spoke. They were all quietly waiting for the answer from the angel grandfather on Leonard's body.

  After a moment of silence, Pales continued to control Leonard's body and spoke again:

  "Okay, maybe you can live better in this book world."

  "The world outside is not many years away from the end of the world. Those dead and alive old things have begun to become active. At least it is safe enough in this book world."

  The end of the world? What's going on? Why did they suddenly talk about the end of the world? . Fors looked at Leonard with a blank face, trying to see the expression of the angel on his face.

  Not many years away from the end of the world? But I can't see any signs. No, there are still some. Recently, Mr. "Hanged Man" has shared some big things on the sea at almost every Tarot Club, and each time it can be regarded as a big event.

  Moreover, the former "Imagination Dragon" has returned, and Mr. Fool should also be in a state of recovery. In addition to this angel, and the angel kings mentioned in the Tarot Club, I have unknowingly come into direct or indirect contact with such a great figure who can be called a great existence!

  Audrey's thoughts kept surging in her mind. She had subconsciously agreed with the remarks about the end of the world. I will find a chance to ask Mr. Fool at the next Tarot Club.

  Renekton looked at Mobet and the people behind him, and said in a calm voice:

  "So, are any of you willing to leave this world in the book?"

  "If you want to stay, you can tell me the life you want to live. The 'Imagination Dragon' gave me this book, and I will try to modify the content of this book later."

  Longzel, Snowman and others all set their sights on Mobet. If they want to leave the world in the book alive, they must have the help of Pales, but the other party is Mobet's elder, not their elder, so there is no reason to spend energy to help them.

  Mobet looked at Leonard with a vague look, and said in a somewhat nervous voice:

  "Old man, can you take my two friends out?"

  "Longzel has been here the shortest, only a few hundred years, which should not be a problem for you. Snowman came in a little earlier than me, probably..."

  Pales interrupted Mobet's words directly, and said in a calm voice:

  "Since this book will not be taken back by Angerweed, you can leave at any time."

  "If you all want to leave, then send someone out to collect enough lifespans. After all, I'm just an old man who is being hunted, and it's not suitable for me to move around frequently."

  Mobet and his companions behind him looked at each other for a moment, and he suddenly felt that Pales's proposal made sense. Looking around, he asked tentatively:

  "Who should we let go out to collect lifespans?"

  The elf Siatas stretched out her hand to brush a strand of black hair on her forehead, and said in a somewhat impatient voice:

  "Who else can it be except you?"

  "Grosel and I have been in this book for too long. It takes at least two to three thousand years of life. Longzel became a Beyonder after entering here. Even if he gets out, he will instantly become an ordinary person."

  Mobet muttered softly, "Isn't there Snowman?"

  Siatas glanced at Snowman and said without lowering her voice,

  "He is completely closed in his own world of faith. He is not as reliable as you."

  Snowman did not refute Siatas's words. He looked at Mobet calmly and said,

  "Your ability is strange and hidden enough, which is more suitable than mine."

  Mobet looked at Siatas, and the emotion in his eyes was unclear. He was silent for a moment before saying,

  "Before I was promoted to a demigod, I didn't have a strong combat ability. In exchange for collecting other people's lifespans, fighting is inevitable."

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