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Chapter 991 The Favored One's Invitation

The Azati here were devoured.

The power belonging to the star core was distributed to all the Outer Gods.

It's not hard to guess why the gods of the Dreamland have been lost for so long, yet no other gods have invaded them—because they've found another Azati.

...

In fact, all the wars that took place in the Dreamland were nothing more than attempts to awaken Azati, who was buried in the world of enlightenment.

But that war, which affected countless stars, was intertwined with too many conspiracies.

Among the main driving forces and decision-makers, besides the gods of dreams and the outer gods, there was also a thousand-faced god, who called himself the Chaos of Subduing.

Milo thought he would meet the other person on Soth.

But what appeared was a yellow-clad figure.

“You’re following Him now?” Milo stared at old Theon, who was carrying a gun.

Theon waved his hand: "The real Yellow King was shattered in the War of the Stars. He chose me from among the masses and made me take over this position and this power."

Milo: "So you should thank Him?"

Theon the Elder:
"Nightmare is one of His powers, the Noscia Equation is one of His powers, and whether you believe it or not, the Eye of Thinking was also given to the Golden Tree by Him before the War of the Stars."

"All the power that you, your friends and family possess is constantly given to you by Him along the way."

"He can withdraw these powers at any time if you become too restless."

"Or perhaps millions of years later, He might raise and arrange another family of Shadow, so that Shadow can erase your traces, just as your friends are doing now, erasing the Four Horsemen of Favor."

"The number of the million Favored Ones is not actually one million. Each group has its own unique way of thinking and ideology, and they can even be hostile to each other, like the Four Horsemen and the Three Ladies."

...

Milo: "He wants me to be the new favorite? What if I say no?"

Theon: "You have almost completed all your missions, and every step you have taken has been very difficult, so there is no need to make a mistake at the last step."

Milo: "What if I say no?"

Old Theon sighed:
"As I said before, those who are favored can also be hostile to each other."

Milo nodded calmly.

He didn't show the same regret as Theon, even though it was an anomaly. Theon had accepted the power of the Yellow King, the ancient order, and in the process, his humanity had been distorted.

Milo is the one who possesses humanity.

Therefore, the person who should feel regret is Milo.

But he did not show a similar expression.

He simply nodded calmly, then took the crowbar from his waist, weighed it in his hand, and looked up at the ancient figure who was half again as tall as him.

At this moment, the other party was no longer an old friend in Milo's eyes, but a strange Great Old One, only wearing a face that Milo was more familiar with.

In fact, he had a vague premonition of this outcome long ago.

The Noschia equation suddenly appeared, when the partial three-octahedral crystal appeared with Nanwei.

Everything that seems to be a struggle between humans and gods, or between gods themselves, can be seen in almost every corner, with the hands, feet, and shadow of that being.

One of His incarnations even descended upon Nanwei City in person, and more than once.

……

Milo:

"There's one more thing I want to know before I take action."

Theon the Elder:
"You want to know if it was He who brought you from your original world to Nanwei City?"

Milo's brow twitched slightly, but he didn't ask any further questions, because old Theon had already indirectly answered his question.

He suddenly grinned:
"Should I be grateful for the Fear-Gnawing talent he bestowed upon me?" Old Theon said that the Night Demon's power, the Noscia Equation, the Eye of Thinking, and even the Golden Tree might be related to him, but he made no mention of Milo's greatest talent, Instinct, as if he had never known that Milo possessed this heaven-defying ability.

But the more he tried to avoid it, the clearer Milo's vision became.

...

“Everything we have is a gift from the Chaos of the Hidden, and there is no need for further futile resistance. As I have said, at this point in time, all wars are meaningless.” Old Theon sighed again.

But Milo shrugged and took a step back:
"The Chaos of Subjugation? It seems you've truly grown old, not even daring to utter His true name. Perhaps I should remind you that the Favored Ones constantly change hands. How can you be so sure that He didn't send you here to use me to eliminate you, Nyarlathotep's faithful servant?"

...

……

On Sos, two incredibly powerful forces are constantly clashing. The conflict between order has reached its peak, relentlessly ravaging this planet that has already been plowed through, and pulverizing the already destroyed city ruins even more thoroughly.

Raven and Ig, who were about to enter Idhela's dream, were surprised to find that the two behind them were about to fight while they were talking.

Igor: "If I remember correctly, that was the King in Yellow."

Raven: "The Yellow-Clad One is dead. He was just a power thief."

Igor: "Weren't they having a good chat just now?"

Raven: "You want to go and help?"

Igor fell silent, as if he had been thinking for a while, before finally saying slowly, "I am not good at fighting."

Without uttering any more words, the raven turned and walked straight into the entrance to the dream world.

...

……

In the dream world.

The Lost Southern Territory.

In Valrocan, Nanwei City.

Emma held little Daisy, who was covered in dirt, and the two of them sat on the balcony, basking in the sun and reading together.

Daisy was in charge of turning the pages.

But after finishing this page, instead of reaching to turn it, she turned and rested her face against Emma's neck, whispering:
"How long can this kind of life last?"

Emma reached out and closed the book, placing it on the windowsill, gently stroking Daisy's hair.
"Are you scared?"

Daisy asked, puzzled, "What are you afraid of?"

Emma: "Back to darkness."

Daisy smiled sweetly and shook her head, saying:
“I have always lived in darkness, but I have you, I have my brother, and I have a lot of family, so I am not afraid.”

...

Click click click…

Inside, something resembling a fleshy eyeball cautiously made its way up to the second floor.

It is another vehicle for the eye of thought.

The eyeball that spent a long time with Daisy in the Crescent Moon Clock Tower...

It was something Byrne brought along when he returned to Nanwei City with Milo.

...

Eyeballs crouched low in the living room, waiting anxiously.

Its body was still covered with many shards of glass that Daisy had stabbed it with years ago...

(End of this chapter)