Extraordinary Sailing

At midnight, the night is quiet.

During the day, the hustle and bustle that enveloped the city of Kamsid and the sound of "bang bang bang" fell completely, and only the gas lamp on the side of the road was still dimly lit.

I don't know when, the whole city gradually appeared a thin white mist, which looked a little plausible under the hazy moonlight.

As if a strong wind blows, it will disappear completely.

tread..

Suddenly, a noisy footstep sounded in the night.

In the middle of the night, a middle-aged gentleman who was still wearing a formal suit and a top hat, carrying a jeweled cane, seemed to be about to participate in a business meeting, step by step out of the hazy fog.

There is really only one "person".

Even if you don't know this gentleman, just look at this set of valuable outfits on him and you will know that his identity must be either rich or noble.

And if there is any upper-class person in Kamsid City here.

Everyone can recognize at a glance, this gentleman is Mr. Gal Hudson, an executive director with real power in the Federal Southern Trust Bank.

Although not the top few big figures in the Palme d’Or federation, they are also high-ranking powers that ordinary rich people can hardly match.

In the "financial crisis" that just ended, he made a lot of money, and his value has also risen.

But the gentleman looked a little weird at this time. Although his face was full of expressions, he closed his eyes all the way, as if someone invisible to others was leading him along the way.

Looking at the arrogant expression on his face, it was as if countless fans were flattering him.

Just like this, Mr. Gal Hudson walked up to a gorgeous podium that suddenly appeared on the ground. Facing the empty city, he spoke passionately:

"Ladies and gentlemen, after the central bank pumped out water, through buying high-quality assets, the market value of our Southern Trust Bank increased by 80% in one fell swoop, and has become the top ten large banks in the entire federation.

Let us here thank all my colleagues for their efforts, and of course, we must also thank those who have created wealth for us day and night...Fatty sheep! "

But instead of waiting for the expected applause, he suddenly tightened his neck.

"Huh? Ho..."

Go and see where he stands.

Where is the podium, there is only a solitary street lamp, and a black rope that hangs down from nowhere. It is tightly wrapped around Gal Hudson's neck, hanging him in the air.

His complexion quickly turned into bruise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As he died, he seemed to hear countless voices roaring in his ears:

"Hang a street lamp! Hang a street lamp! Hang a street lamp!"

As if suddenly awakened from a dream, the **** figures in front of him raised their arms and cheered, aren't they the fat sheep in his mouth?

I tried to struggle in vain, but after a few hard kicks with my feet in mid-air, he stiffened and his body stopped moving.

When the banker died, his luxurious clothes and hats disappeared strangely, leaving only a fat man in silk pajamas, still swinging from side to side in the slightly cold night wind.

at the same time.

On the central avenue of the city, a figure who was also hung from a street lamp by a black rope suddenly burst out with a blue light, and the black rope broke.

The "shadows" cheering around him also scattered and fled.

Bang!

After Argo fell from the street lamp, he suddenly awoke in the Supreme Suite on the top floor of the Marigold Building.

Push away the beautiful silky ** in my arms.

"Huh! Huh!..."

The governor of the Federal Central Bank panted, and touched the [Dream Talisman] given by the "Sleeping God" on his chest, only to find that only a pile of black residue was left.

At the same time, still in that seemingly real and imaginary city.

A beautiful figure wearing a white lace-rim chiffon dress, like a dream, is sitting on the edge of the top of the Marigold Building, the tallest building in the world, gently swaying a pair of crystal white calves.

Looking at the "culprit" disappearing from under his eyelids, he gently raised his slender eyebrows:

"It's boring! "The Sleeping God" Ktuart is really cautious.

He even distributed the [Dream Talisman] to the senior management of the "Eye of Wealth". This time, taking advantage of the boiling resentment in the Palme d’Or federation, I sneaked in and tried my skills, only to solve some small roles.

The ‘dream feedback’ I got...well, it’s not satisfactory. "

Today, half a year later, the Nymph, who was a blessing in disguise, has been officially promoted to Tier 4 [Crown Wizard].

This trip to the Palme d’Or Federation land was not purely for the sake of justice for the people of this country.

In the ceremony that triggered the battle of the true gods, she not only gained the power of the third-order limit, but also accumulated the knowledge of the "Nightmare Source" for a long time.

Also obtained ample resources for promotion to the [Grand Wizard]-[Dream of Dreams].

In the very smooth promotion ceremony that followed, he used the [Mythical Battleship·Vision City] to connect with Supnos.

Splitting part of the power from the "source of nightmare"-[Dream Retribution], can also be understood as a part of the secondary authority of [Dream priesthood].

Become the queen of dreams!

[Forbidden Spell·Dream Weaver]

"The illusion and reality are intertwined, wandering the wheel of nightmares in the realm of illusion."

This kind of power allows her to follow the resentment of the victim and impose punishment on humans who have committed serious crimes in a dream.

No matter where the sinners are, she can easily find them. Depending on the severity of the crime, they will suffer contritely, or even...death!

Of course, no one will do anything that is not good.

If you want to go one step further in [Grand Wizard] and gain [Divinity], there are only a few most mainstream ways:

First, after the wizard is promoted to Tier 4, through continuous research to analyze the truth, if the resonance with a certain rule is high enough, the world's origin may respond and give it a little.

But it took at least 1500 years for Watt to fail to do this, and I know how difficult it is, and there is a certain element of luck.

Second, turn to the path of gods, spread your name in the world, survive the long years, accumulate little by little, and give birth to a little divinity from the faith of infinite beings.

However, if an ordinary crown wizard competes with a group of true gods, demigods, and evil gods for their beliefs, they are afraid that they have not waited until they have condensed their divinity, and they will be slapped to death by the high-ranking existence.

However, it is not a problem for Nymph to do it like this on the site of his baby son-in-law.

Third, to promote trends and world progress, to exchange massive amounts of [world admiration] for [divine nature] from world consciousness is relatively reliable, but it is also extremely difficult.

Fourth, UU reading www.uukanshu. com robs divine creatures.

But just like the organs of other organisms, even if they are obtained, they may not be able to fuse successfully, and even after fusion, there may not be rejection reactions.

Nymph is now taking the road of combining the second and the fourth, and is determined to squeeze the "source of nightmare" into a bald skin.

And as her strength gradually gets stronger, and the fulfillment of this [duty], the power in the "Source of Nightmare" will inevitably be further lost.

It is not impossible to seize the [divine nature] that belongs to the demigod, or even the complete [the priesthood] from this model of "nothing to do for oneself and to benefit others."

So, it looks like the city of Kamsid, but it is not the real world, nor is it completely a dream. It is located in a place where the real and the real intersect.

Suddenly, the moonlight flashed in the sky, and Olivia's voice came from her ears:

"Mom, Your Majesty Thetis, the'Ocean Goddess' has sent back news, the time for our departure is certain!"

"Okay, come here!"