Secret World: I Became a God Through Lies
Chapter 160 The Invitation to Sleep
Chapter 160 The Invitation to Sleep
"A whisper rises, and the deep sea opens its eyes. Within the nightmare, you will see yourself clearly."
In the center of the dreamy sea, there is the sleeping sea city.
"We are already standing here—the center of the Sea of Dreams, the 'Phantom Dream'."
Lilia's voice was soft, but it seemed to penetrate the entire deck, echoing between the ship's side and the sea mist.
She stood at the bow, holding high the Dream Lantern card in her hand. The card of "Whisper of the Dream" was shimmering with light, like a dream tide gently tapping the edge of memory.
The light penetrates the thick fog, and the layers of confusion slowly dissipate.
At the end of the darkness, a gigantic sea city that could not be described in real terms suddenly appeared.
It doesn't feel like a "building" in the traditional sense.
It seems like the remains of a skeletal shell of some living being curled up and dormant, with countless spiral towers entwined and intertwined.
The palace complex is suspended in the water, like a diseased spine where dreams and reality intersect, tortuous and elegant, strange and magnificent.
Above the translucent city gate, a faint blue rune slowly emerged:
"Welcome, Dreamer."
Everyone held their breath and stared at the door slowly opening.
And at this moment, on everyone's wrists——
An ancient pocket watch quietly emerged.
The pocket watch is a mixture of silver and dark blue, and the outer shell is engraved with fine spiral patterns, as if recording some kind of cosmic law.
There are no numbers on the dial, only twelve notches, and the pointer stops at "00:00:00".
The inscription on the back of the watch also emerged - pale gold, like an oracle in a dream:
"The clock of the sleepless. With each turn, the soul sinks a level."
"...'Sleepless Pocket Watch'." Siming stroked the watch and chuckled, "It's a nice name."
"Unfortunately, I have no intention of sleeping in this gloomy seabed."
He grinned, as if flirting with the nightmare, but also as if reminding it not to be too happy too soon.
Calvino also raised his wrist, looked at his pocket watch, and murmured, "Me too."
Lilia gently gripped the watch, her voice like ripples beneath the water: "It's not only a mark of sobriety...it's also a countdown.
Each of us has a sobriety value of 120 points, corresponding to 12 scales. Even if we do nothing, one scale will be consumed every ten minutes."
"That is to say..." Rex glanced at Sima Ming with a half-sarcastic, half-anxious tone, "We've already spent two minutes."
"Also, the pocket watch will consume faster due to movement, exposure to illusions, and fighting nightmares..."
Alison continued coldly, her voice as sharp as a knife, "It seems that our resources are not only life, but also time."
There was a brief silence.
The oppressive feeling coming from the origin of fate began to descend, and the same word emerged in everyone's heart - countdown.
The next moment, an ancient, steady, and gender-indeterminate voice seeped out from all directions.
It was as if the sea city itself was speaking, or as if it was ringing from the depths of everyone's consciousness.
That is - the whisper of a dream.
"Welcome, challengers."
"You have entered the realm of fantasy and dreams, and are sleeping in the sea city."
"This place is where dreams and reality meet. This is where your story ends."
"Your goal is to defeat my five clones—the five Power Watchers."
"They wander without a trace, exist in disorder, and are scattered throughout every level of consciousness barrier in Haicheng."
"You must each strike out, defeat them, and seize their 'true names'."
"Only by gathering them can you enter the Dream Core Tower—my core."
"What's the price? The pocket watch in your hand is your price."
"Awake. Will. Presence."
"When the needle has moved twelve times... you will no longer be you."
"You will sleep."
"You will become the walls of the sea city, the bones of the sea mist, and never wake up."
The air on the deck became thick as ink, and every breath felt like a struggle to be squeezed out from deep water.
Even Baroque frowned, which was rare at this moment.
"What a fucking disgusting rule." He gritted his teeth. "If you don't move, you die. If you move, you might die even faster."
"And..." Rex's eyes changed slightly, and he added in a low voice, "I just used the Eye of Destiny to peek... and saw something I shouldn't have seen."
"We may have to fight against more than just the Dream Five."
"And something else."
No one asked "what".
Because they all know that in the depths of dreams, there exists a "Lord God".
Then, there must be "watchers outside the nightmare."
And now, the bets are on and the audience is here.
Every drop of clarity in their hands will be used to fight against the meaning of existence.
Lilia suddenly looked up, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and whispered an ancient secret code.
The syllables flowed backward like water, echoing layer by layer and gently creating ripples in the sea pressure of the sleeping sea city.
In an instant, invisible threads of light appeared in the air, like messengers woven from glimmers of light.
Silently weaving through everyone's ears and hearts, she forged a web of connections between consciousnesses. She unfolded her own secret card.
No.499 - World Series - "Trek and Rambling"
"With my whispers, reality will be reshaped."
The whispered field quietly unfolded, like spider silk and surging tides, wrapping the entire Lost's main control area in a thin layer of spiritual resonance.
Lilia spoke softly, her tone clear and firm. "Although we must act separately, I will use the Secret Language Field to maintain the connection. No matter what happens, we can communicate at any time and share our location and status."
Although her voice was soft, it revealed the calmness and strength of a command center.
Alison nodded slowly, looking around at everyone, her tone simple and sharp: "Then act according to the plan."
She raised her hand, her five fingers like knives, and waved gently:
"Attack separately."
At that moment, it was as if an invisible flag was raised high on the deck.
Everyone's eyes tightened in an instant, as if the silent horn before the battle had already sounded.
Siming smiled as usual, stroking the poker cards flying between his fingertips with his thumb.
He seemed nonchalant, but his edge was restrained: "Everyone, show us your skills."
Baroque grinned, clenched his fists, and his bones crackled, like a beast awakening before a battle: "Finally... we can have a fight."
Ian stepped onto the railing, his windbreaker fluttering in the current as he dived. He closed his eyes, feeling the slight change in water pressure, then opened them and smiled: "The wind tells me—we have to hurry."
Rex adjusted his monocle, turned his wrist, and a silver light flashed: "I can see the end... but every step in between, we have to complete it ourselves."
Calvino took a deep breath and raised the silver-blue pocket watch above his head. The light on the mirror shattered into sea marks.
"We choose to participate," he said, his voice strong. "If we don't participate, then what are we working so hard to come here for?"
"Take it."
Everyone nodded to each other without saying anything else, but just put their hands on their hearts.
That's the "Pirate's Oath."
"I give my heart to the fleet. If I fail, I will die."
The next moment, the wind surged and the tide moved, and a layer of faint blue vortex light and shadow rose from the deck of the Lost.
Six figures flew across the sky, breaking through the sea fog and heading towards different directions of the Sleeping Sea City.
Siming leaped over the railing, his windbreaker billowing as he weaved through the water like a snake. His usual, unpredictable smile played on his lips.
Just as he was about to disappear into the black tide, a scarlet figure silently appeared beside him.
is her.
The vampire princess Selian.
She walked barefoot on the waves, wearing a scarlet dress, which moved like blood ripples following her.
Her eyes were like scarlet light in the night, alluring, dangerous, elegant like a sacrifice, and sharp like a kiss thirsty for blood.
She quietly woke up from her "Servant Card" state, licked the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue, her fangs slightly exposed, and laughed softly:
"Master...can we continue hunting again?"
Siming didn't look back, but flicked the poker card in his hand that hadn't been played yet, and said lazily:
"of course."
"I don't intend to lose this bet."
Celian chuckled softly, her figure like a drop of red ink, melting in the dark blue dream mist.
Side by side, they disappeared into the slowly rolling mist of the sleeping sea city.
——In the distance, the fog is surging and the shadow of the city is eerie.
The maze opens.
Games start.
……
And at the other end of the sea city, in that ancient tidal hall—
Five vague and majestic beings quietly opened their eyes.
They have no substance, they are just projections of light and consciousness.
But each one represents the extreme of a concept and is the embodiment of the "out-of-control realm" in the world structure.
The whispers overlap, like the whispers of gods, like a playwright turning the first page of a script:
No.467 "Masura, the Intersection of Reality and Illusion"
Her smile was like a broken mirror. "So, who will be the first to question—their own existence?"
No.509 "Inar, the Soother of Deep Dreams"
She caressed the core of her dream like a dream mother: "Do you long for happiness? Come, I will pave a gentle road to death for you."
No.629 "Ideal Architect Sabellius"
He flipped through the script, and spoke in a long voice from beneath the mask: "The script has been written. Failure is just their fulfillment of the contract."
No.703 "The Forgotten Manager, Tizel"
His gaze penetrated the dusty pages. "I will carefully and cleanly remove them from my friends' memories."
No.781 "Lord of Delusion: Irostia"
He whispered from his throne, "Meaning is a joke... It's a shame they haven't laughed it off yet."
They open their eyes.
They laughed.
Meng Hai's gambling table has been turned over.
Chess pieces, take their place.
Fate will decide.
The game begins.
(End of this chapter)
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