I can find treasures in my dreams.

The Venerable Nama of the Heavenly Dream had not finished speaking: "Please look at this line of poetry, 'The supreme hunger sinks into blood, countless souls are buried in it, and the king emerges from the blood.'"

Accompanied by its sound, a line of poetry suddenly amplifies several times and moves to the very beginning of the entire poem.

Upon seeing the word "blood color," Venerable Valata of the Ice Soul instantly recalled the Level 3 natural disaster that had occurred in the Weeping Green Sea some time ago, where a vast area of ​​the Green Sea was indeed filled with blood mist.

Now that the natural disaster has ended, according to statistics from various world groups, at least 1,200 civilized worlds have been completely destroyed due to the infiltration of the power of death.

Each seemingly vast civilization is as fragile as an ant, and all its members can be wiped out so easily.

Based on previous experience, the accuracy of the poem should not be a major issue.

Valata pondered for several seconds before asking, "Your Majesty Nama, does this sentence describe the birth of the Dream King?"

Nama nodded, his illusory antlers scattering large specks of light: "Yes."

It immediately began to explain: "The 'Supreme' refers to the ancient god who created the primordial world, but He has already perished, while 'hunger' refers to a part of this ancient god's body."

Valata understood: "I see. Is the root cause of that Level 3 calamity this ancient god's remains?"

Nama nodded again: "That's right."

Valata then asked, "Does 'the king emerged from the blood' mean that this dream king had an adventure within the remains of an ancient god?"

Nama replied, "According to the revelation given to me by the power of dreams, the Dream King had not yet advanced to the Venerable rank before entering the remains of the ancient god, and only completed the advancement before emerging from the remains."

Valata's expression was not very good.

Although his understanding of the ancient gods was quite limited, he knew that the remains of the ancient gods were extremely terrifying.

This powerful being from the Dream Realm was able to enter and emerge from the ancient god's remains at the Knight rank, and even complete his advancement within the remains. He is definitely a powerful being among the Venerables.

Nama added, “You may not be fully aware of the danger posed by the ancient god’s remains. As far as I know, a Venerable One once entered the ancient god’s remains through a dream illusion, but unfortunately, he never came out again.”

Valata fell silent.

The meaning of these words is very clear: the true strength of the Dream King is far greater than that of an ordinary Venerable.

Nama remained silent as well.

It was willing to meet with the other party because of his status as a Venerable One, but it was absolutely impossible for it to take action against such a powerful Dream King.

Valata sighed, finally realizing that there was absolutely no way he could invite the other party to the Ice Soul World.

However, it wasn't without its gains. At the very least, he figured out that the Nightmare enemy was an even more terrifying Dream King, and that the enemy had an overwhelming advantage in the Dream Realm, preventing a serious strategic miscalculation.

Varata changed his approach and sincerely asked, "Your Majesty Nama, could you point out a clear path for our civilization?"

Nama did not answer, but instead asked another question: "Do you know the Dream King's purpose?"

Valata shook his head and said, "I'm very confused about this too. The Dream King just showed up out of nowhere; he has never shown any willingness to communicate with us."

Nama waved his hand toward the poem.

Another line of text flew over: "The flames of vengeful destruction burn fiercely, civilization is reduced to ashes, celebrate the king's coronation."

Valata glanced at it and asked, "Does the Dream King intend to use the Ice Soul Civilization as nourishment to gain power?"

He interpreted the word "revenge" as the revenge of the poor people in the lower areas of the various ice fortresses.

Nama shook his head: "You're overthinking it. This is the Dream King's revenge on the Ice Soul Civilization."

Valata paused for a moment, then subconsciously said, "But the Ice Soul Civilization and the Dream King have never crossed paths. Why would he seek revenge against the Ice Soul Civilization?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly flickered.

He suddenly remembered something—over the years, the Ice Soul Civilization had secretly plundered many civilized worlds, probably at least eighty or a hundred.

This civilization has committed so many evils, and many individuals from other civilizations have died directly or indirectly at the hands of this civilization. Isn't it normal for someone to seek revenge against the Ice Soul Civilization? Valata glanced at Nama and suddenly felt that the other party knew everything, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

After all, it's not a glorious thing to be attacked by the Avengers.

Nama didn't speak, but simply moved his hand again.

The third line of text floated over: "The horn of destruction has sounded; perhaps the blood of the sacrificers can buy a sliver of mercy from the king."

Nama then took his leave: "The affairs of the Tianmeng Civilization are numerous, and I'm afraid I must return to my own world."

Without waiting for Valata's response, it quickly disappeared.

Varata only had time to perform a venerable ceremony.

The ink color faded quickly.

The world immediately returned to normal.

"Wow!"

"boom!"

The whirlpool below continued to roar, and the sea surface was devoid of any life.

Valata could sense that an extremely evil force was trying to seep into his soul.

This is the power of death.

With a thought, he activated his Law Domain, and illusory cross-shaped snowflakes fell down, keeping the power of death outside the domain.

Valata was in an extremely bad mood.

Because he understood the verses that Nama had chosen.

This means that the destruction of the Ice Soul Civilization is unavoidable, but if a "sacrifice" is sent to quell the Dream King's anger, the King might, out of "compassion," abandon the idea of ​​completely destroying the Ice Soul Civilization.

In other words, the sacrifice of the sacrificial beings was used to secure the survival of the Ice Soul Civilization.

So the question is, who is the most suitable sacrificer?

The answer is self-evident.

Valata clenched his fists tightly. He didn't want to die. He had no intention of sacrificing himself to save the Ice Soul Civilization.

He had been worshipped as a god by the Ice Soul People for so many years and enjoyed such a life. How could he be willing to die?
no way!

Valata gazed at a vortex nearly a hundred kilometers in diameter in the distance and murmured, "Even if the entire Ice Soul Civilization is reduced to ruins, I will never compromise."

He was very confident that he could save his life, because the enemy was just a king in a dream, not a king in reality, so what did he have to be afraid of?

The Venerable One was completely unaware that the poem prophesied by Venerable Nama was about "the newborn king," not "the newborn dream king."

*
More than 100 kilometers away.

Inside the world gate of the Tianmeng Civilization.

Nama stood amidst the layers of ripples, glanced back, and sighed silently.

The poem contains many lines describing the ultimate fate of the Ice Soul civilization, but it did not want to provoke Valata, so it did not mention them.

For example: "The ice dome is collapsing, and the outcome is already predetermined."

For example: "The foundation of the iceberg has already crumbled, and fate has left only a sigh."

In their brief encounter, Nama discerned Varata's character and knew that everything was beyond repair. (End of Chapter)