Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1164 Provocation and What If

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing the words of the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada, the Dream Resting Ruler's playful expression faltered slightly, then his expression hardened as he confirmed:

"Numbers 6, 8, 14... have all been dealt with by Number 1?"

"Yes."

Upon seeing the look of shock that the Dream Master had finally revealed, a hint of pleasure flashed across the eyes of the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada, which then smiled and replied:
"While you were hiding in the Valley of Dreams and refusing to come out, relying solely on spreading dreams to plunder fragments of spirit from other planes, the Father chose to take action personally, directly smashing those three material planes with our world."

The three rulers of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils, the Land of Insufficiency, and the Plain of Shepherds have now been found and killed by the Father from the shattered planes, and the Father is slowly stripping away their roots.

"I estimate that once your affairs are settled, the process of extracting the root from the Father's side will be nearly complete, and the winner between you and that Number 3 Overlord will be..."

Is this the next target for Number 1?

Looking at the Myriad Celestial Cicada blatantly challenging him, the Dream Resting Ruler paused for a moment, then coldly snorted expressionlessly:

"Let it come! I want to see how it can use a solidified material plane to smash through my Dream Abyss, which has no physical form at all!"

“The Father will come naturally.”

From the surging, sticky will surrounding it, the Dream Master discerned the intense emotional fluctuations within it. The corners of the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada's lips curled slightly, and it politely bowed again, bidding farewell with a beaming smile:

"Then we won't bother you any longer... Also, I sincerely hope that when [Father] arrives here, we can still see you here."

Are you implying that I will lose?

Faced with the repeated provocations of the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada, the silhouette of the Dream Master solidified slightly, and countless eyes belonging to different creatures emerged from the depths of the silhouette, staring unblinkingly at the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada in front of it.

“你觉得我会像被1号杀死的2、6、8、9、14一样，被这个最后复苏的3号杀死，然后和所有憩梦之壑一起成为他的食粮？”

"You misunderstand, I don't think you will lose."

Looking up at the Dream Sovereign, who had been enraged by its own actions, and the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada, who had finally avenged its being swallowed, it responded with delight:
"I'm certain you'll lose!"

"..."

"Dreams are nothing more than a struggle between spirit and will."

Feeling the overwhelming, surging will surrounding them like a tsunami, the Celestial Cicada raised its hand to touch the thrush's forehead, laughing as it continued to relentlessly provoke hatred:

"In the past, you were able to become the sole ruler of the dream realm not because your spirit and will were strong enough, but simply because you grasped the root of all dreams and crushed all your opponents in terms of status."

But now, someone of equal standing to you is about to arrive with an even stronger will than yours. Given your fragile will, which allows you to cower before the Father, you are likely utterly inadequate…”

"boom!"

Faced with the constant provocations of the Myriad Heavenly Cicadas, the enormous will that was suspended all around crashed down. This illusory will, which had no physical existence whatsoever, actually crushed the entire Dream Resting Abyss into pieces.

At the bottom of the galaxy, jellyfish that were collecting dreams burst open all at once, swarms of dream-eating flies flew across the river like tornadoes, and rivers filled with dark silhouettes poured out from the rift in the plane, turning the astral plane outside the Dream Valley into a swamp, and roaring as they surged toward countless worlds in the distance.

Phew... No wonder he's the ruler who has escaped from the Father's grasp time and time again; when he gets angry, he's really something else.

Thanks to the Thrush's [Disaster Avoidance] effect, after escaping from the almost crushed Dream Abyss, the All Things Celestial Cane breathed a sigh of relief, then released the trembling Thrush and patted its shoulder with approving eyes.

"Well done. If it weren't for you, the two of us probably wouldn't have made it out this time."

"..." "You must have a lot of questions you want to ask, right? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"..."

"A thrush?"

"I didn't... babbling... I didn't die, it's just... my tongue is slightly... babbling... slightly trembling..."

After giving the Heavenly Cicada a smile that looked more like a grimace, the thrush, while inwardly regretting its decision to return to Yesterday's Abode, frantically chattered with its teeth as it pressed on, asking:
"Just now... babbling... just now you said... the God of Food can definitely defeat the Dream Master? Then... babbling... then the God of Food is even... even... even more powerful..."

"I was just saying, don't take it seriously~"

Although the thrush's performance was rather dismal, the All-Encompassing Celestial Cicada was unusually patient with the person who had enabled the three gods to escape unscathed, and replied with a smile:

"Although this Dream Ruler is indeed not very magnanimous, as the ruler who has escaped from the hands of the [Father] the most times, its strength is still not a big problem."

If it were to voluntarily enter the mortal realm, it would indeed be highly likely to be killed by the God of Food. However, if the God of Food were to enter its Dream Valley first, its chances of survival would probably only be around 30%.

"Then...then what you just did...you also..."

"It was just a casual provocation, to see if it could provoke it to take advantage of the present world."

Reaching out to stroke the thrush's back, and withdrawing the memories of the God of Food that had been implanted within him, the All Things Celestial Cicada laughed:

"Although the God of Food is a problem, the Dream Master who has repeatedly escaped from the Father's grasp is also a considerable problem."

If it continues to exist as it is now, only using dreams to steal fragments of spirit from various planes without actively transforming dreams into reality, then the Father will indeed have a hard time dealing with it.

However, after learning about the progress of [Father] in seizing the source, it is probably about to lose its temper. If it cannot resist starting to meddle with the source of the present world after defeating the God of Food, then its Dream Valley will not be able to maintain its current state and will break free from the complete illusion.

Once its Dream Abyss takes physical form, no longer an untouchable illusion, then to the [Father] it is nothing more than a brain that would shatter at the slightest touch.

"okay!"

After patiently waiting for the Celestial Cicada to finish its "science popularization," the Crimson King couldn't help but urge it on:

"We've been out long enough. The Asur's Slumber is probably about to give out. Let's hurry back and deal with the Director of the Cleanup Bureau and the others!"

"It's okay, it won't cause any delay."

The Cicada of All Things smiled and said:

"As long as we don't dare let all those remnants of the old land die, those two won't be able to escape. We can slowly go back... Crow, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"There's...there's one more..."

After stealing a glance at the Crimson King's unfriendly expression, the raven couldn't help but say somewhat guiltily:

"What if... I mean, what if... if I had misjudged just now, and the God of Food doesn't make it to the Valley of Dreams?"

"..."

"?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"

(End of this chapter)