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The other three people in the valley quickly surrounded them.

Where is Zhao Hao?

"What happened?"

"What do we do now?"

This is an ordinary valley, but the three of them had already tried to leave and couldn't. The entrance is the exit; it's like a closed loop.

They also found more than thirty skeletons, some of which were so decayed that they crumbled at the touch, while others were still quite hard.

"These must be the people who failed to enter the ruins before, right?"

"Are they trapped in this place like us, destined to die?!"

The black Lincoln roared, "Wait for my reply. Even if we have to break through the mountain, we'll get out!"

On the other side, Zhao Hao also woke up.

In the third dream, the dreamer becomes an omnipotent creator.

If you become obsessed with this omnipotence, you will be swallowed up by the dream.

Prada was caught up in this dream, only to fail and wake up in the end.

Zhao Hao, on the other hand, was used to this feeling every night and was already tired of it.

Because everything in dreams is fake, it's just your own imagination.

If something is beyond one's comprehension, it cannot be conjured up. Therefore, it is all illusion.

Zhao Hao was already tired of the idea of ​​absolute power, beautiful women, and luxury cars.

Therefore, he was not fooled in the first place.

Now, he woke up, but instead of appearing in the valley like his four teammates, he found himself in a garden.

The garden wasn't large, but it was full of exotic flowers and plants. In the middle was a small fountain, and in the center of the fountain was a white marble sculpture of a fairy.

She was very beautiful, with two transparent cicada wings shaped like butterflies on her back.

Beside her, above the fountain's flow, a small, colorful rainbow was scattered.

This is exactly what Mr. Jullery, the councilor, wanted—the Rainbow Bridge.

This is not the rainbow bridge from Norse mythology; it is the rainbow of Iris, the goddess of the rainbow in Greek mythology.

However, according to Greek mythology, Iris, the goddess of the rainbow, is the wife of Zephyr, so how did she appear in the ruins of the god of dreams?

If it were just a statue, that would be understandable, but why is the rainbow of the Rainbow Goddess also left here?

Rainbows are seen as a conduit between heaven and earth, so the rainbow goddess is also a messenger of the gods, conveying divine messages to mortals on their behalf.

This rainbow was her tool for traveling between heaven and earth, but now it remains in the garden of the dream god... What?

Well, thinking about the messy, even interspecies, love stories in Greek mythology, it doesn't seem so unacceptable after all.

A rainbow is a means of transportation across space. With this, one can not only travel freely between the real world and the underworld, but also traverse the underworld at will.

So, what does the five-person council of Jullerui want this for?

Or should I hand over something so precious to the Council of Five?

Damn it! Give him a damn! If I had this thing myself, why would I need them?

However, when Zhao Hao got closer, he discovered that in the Rainbow Goddess's other hand, there was a ball of colorful light.

I didn't see it just now because of the angle.

“This is…” Zhao Hao felt a sense of familiarity.

He raised his hand, holding what was in his hand the small dream he had wrapped in a barrier, used to prove the passage of time.

This is a dream! Or rather, the ability to dream!

The Rainbow Goddess left behind her rainbow, while Morpheus, one of the three Dream God brothers, left behind his ability to create dreams for others!

The three dream realms were set up by Morpheus: the first was the realm of anesthesia, the second was the realm of fear, and the third was the realm of the true self.

Zhao Hao reached out to take the "Dream-Making Power".

Chapter 381 A complete upheaval

As I've mentioned before, most Western gods are not benevolent.

It's similar to how people treat ants; there's no question of whether they're kind or not.

Therefore, in this Valley of the Dream God in the Underworld, there are more than thirty skeletons lying there.

These are all contestants who failed in the Dream Trial.

Some people numb themselves in the first layer of the dream until their lifespan is exhausted.

Some were caught in endless battles in the second layer of the dream, and eventually died from exhaustion.

Only two trial participants were able to enter the third layer of the dream realm; both of them transformed into nightmares and became another kind of existence.

Of course, they were dead too.

Because that nightmare can only be considered a new entity born from them, not that the two of them transformed from humans into nightmares. Personality, memory, and causality are all irrelevant.

If Zhao Hao and Prada hadn't entered the third layer of the dream together, Prada would definitely have ended up as a nightmare as well.

However, she is a Bronze-level transcendent being with divine favor, and the nightmares born from her spiritual body are probably even stronger than the great nightmares that Zhao Hao experienced in Candle Bay that failed to produce.

After Zhao Hao completed the trial and arrived at the garden of the dream god Morpheus, Prada was essentially forced to fail and thus broke free from the dream.

But how do we leave here now?

This is a looping space, created by connecting the beginning and end of a space with divine power.

It even possessed the power of the Dream God. Sam tried to open a passage through space, nearly crashing headfirst into an endless nightmare space. He was so scared his legs went weak!

"Alright, let's save our energy. Now we can only wait for Zhao Hao's news." Prada found a rock and sat down.

Xiro was exhausted. After all, he had been sucked dry by a large group of nightmares of all sizes. If it weren't for his bronze-level physique, he would be dead by now.

He asked, "Where is Zhao Hao? Why isn't he here?" Sam and Black Lincoln also looked at Prada.

“I don’t know why I failed in the dream. It seems he’s the only one still undergoing the trial,” Prada said.

"Can he pass this trial? Oh, who knows what this thing is testing? Is it testing how to escape women chasing after him?" Xiluo looked dejected, and the thought of the women in the whole city chasing him with swords and spears in his dream made him feel a chill down his spine.

Just as the four were about to discuss, Zhao Hao suddenly appeared.

"Zhao Hao! You...you failed too?!" Xiluo asked hurriedly.

"Okay!" Zhao Hao nodded.

"It's over!" Xiluo cried out in despair and collapsed.

Seeing that his four teammates had been fooled, Zhao Hao laughed loudly, "Hahaha, I was just kidding! I've already got that Rainbow Bridge!"

"real?!"

"Thank God, I finally got it!"

"Wait, how are we going to get out of this valley?"

It's over, a dead end.

Ciro is paralyzed again~

Zhao Hao clapped his hands. "Listen to me, hey! Listen to me."

"The Rainbow Bridge is a divine artifact capable of opening spatial barriers and passages. With it, we can leave this Dream God Valley. But now we face another problem—should we hand it over to that guy?"

With the Rainbow Bridge, you won't need to ask anyone for help after leaving the underworld.

So is it still necessary to hand this over to that congressman?

Sam felt a little embarrassed, thinking that since he had agreed to come and get the item, it would be morally wrong of him not to give it back now.

However, Ciro reasoned with him, "You can't think like that, Sam. Think about it, did we sign a contract? Did we sign a deed? Did we get a deposit or an advance payment?"

"This……"

"No, right? There's no statement saying we're not obligated to do this deal. We can't force someone to buy or sell something, can we?"

"Besides, we can leave here on our own now, why would we need them? Who knows what their attitude will be if we give them the things!"

The situation seems to have become clearer, and naive Sam has learned another lesson.

In fact, Zhao Hao had already made up his mind to keep the Rainbow Bridge.

Previously, I was concerned about the US government, partly because of its influence on the surface world, and partly because even a Bronze-level power would find it difficult to compete with a superpower.

Putting everything else aside, they don't even have ten or eight bronze-level characters, do they?

Moreover, even a Bronze-level expert could have their path to the Inner World cut off in the event of a conflict, and then be slowly worn down to death by various forces in the Surface World.

Even in densely populated cities, if it were truly necessary, the US has a history of dropping nuclear bombs on its own heads! Think of those vanished towns; their names have been erased!

(Actually, I've forgotten what it was called, which shows it was truly erased.)

Zhao Hao can hide in his dreams, but don't expect him to ever come out again.

Things are different now. With the Rainbow Bridge in my control, I'm practically invincible!

This thing was of great help to him, and on the other hand, Zhao Hao also had a very bad impression of the five-person council of Julerui City.

To be honest, capitalists in the real world still try to cover up their exploitation of the working class to some extent, avoiding making it too bloody. Besides, death is the end of it all!

In the underworld, they really exploit you to the point of death!

On the way there, Dante had talked with the five about Julius, or similar underworld cities in the West, and how they all basically operated in this way.

Countless ordinary souls, like livestock or raw materials, turned to ashes in these meat grinders named after cities.

People like those in the Council of Five were not spiritually brilliant beings who could illuminate the night sky and advance the development of humanity, nor were they people who had made great contributions to the world and were favored by the spiritual energy sea. How did they maintain their spiritual immortality and indestructibility for hundreds of years after their death?

The answer is—eat@people (I think these two characters are not allowed to be written, so I separated them)!

The secret to their immortality lies in feeding on the souls of the dead that conform to their "recipe."

They monopolize the channels for reincarnation, control the resources for survival, and now they even rely on eating other dead souls to sustain themselves. Is there anything more vicious than this?