Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

In the fifth dream, the goddess of life elves dressed as Archbishop Edward leaned against the trunk of a huge log formed in the dream, and in front of her was a dark, deep and empty abyss with no end in sight.

He is surrounded by green vortices, each containing scenes from the dream, which are fragments of the dream and hang on the branches of the birch tree.

In one of the green vortexes, Zhou Ning broke the third dream, causing the entire dream to be shaky. Then he spent a lot of time to evacuate the residents of the entire third dream from the portal.

Guarani, who had taken over one of the personalities of the Life Spirit Goddess, silently gazed at the scene and sighed in a rough voice:

"Wayne Stewell is still too sentimental, which has fundamentally eliminated the possibility of Him winning this war of power."

The Life Elf Goddess's main personality slowly smiled and said:

"No, not necessarily. Don't forget that my character is insane. I really want to know if you can still win if I choose to commit suicide at this moment? Edgeworth's personality can't affect me. Besides, no matter what, I've already lost in the real world, even fallen, right? So why should I help you win this war for power?"

Next to the Elf Goddess of Life, the God of War with long golden hair and wearing a golden helmet and armor looked at Him with a slightly affectionate look.

But this time the goddess of life spirit is the image of Archbishop Edward!

Guarani said in a soft voice:

"No, you will definitely choose to help me. You can see what Wayne Stewell is doing now. And what we are doing now. Wayne Stewell is preparing to forcibly seal the ending story of the third dream world into Genesis, waiting for him to sublimate the authority of destiny, and then use the power of wishing to fully materialize this story."

"But I don't need to do that. I can use the power of creation to manifest the characters in the book right now. Of course, I can't truly manifest a god right now, because even if I could manifest a god, He would have no self-awareness."

"But as long as I ascend to the Old Ones, it won't be a problem for me. And you can also leave the world in the book. You can even return with my help, replacing your original body."

"Choose, Agnes. You're smart. Choose to commit suicide, or cooperate with me and complete the promotion in approximately 18 minutes and 25 seconds. And kill Wayne Stewell here. 13 minutes have passed now. No matter how much he speeds up, he can't stop our promotion."

"I can swear on my godhead that when I achieve my old self, I will fulfill my promise and help you and McIntosh return. We will be eternal allies."

As a top reader, Guarani rarely encounters conscious characters in books. Such characters are double-edged swords, potentially refusing to cooperate with him or even opposing him. However, if they succeed in cooperating, the power they unleash in battle is incomparable to that of characters who are merely designed to act as if they were human.

Perhaps only in the myths and legends that happened in the recent past, in the book world with complete, accurate and detailed stories, can such vivid characters appear. The probability is less than one in ten thousand.

Perhaps this was fate's decision! It was fate that stood on his side, allowing him to easily win this power struggle.

After a silence of more than ten seconds, the Life Elf Goddess smiled:

"It's a pleasure to work with you. But I need to sign a contract. Also, how will you ensure victory in this war of power?"

"Even me, who is close to my old self in reality, lost to Him. I've studied my own failures in reality. The God behind Wayne Stewell must be at the same level as the Old One. Even if I successfully ascend, with the help of Blomfield and the Dream Seed, I may not be able to defeat the other party's God."

"This is just a basic risk assessment. Furthermore, Wayne Stewell was only the King of Angels back then, but now he's a deity. His unpredictability will increase even more. I'm crazy, but I'm not reckless. I used the power of destiny to estimate my chances of winning, and it's less than 62%."

"62?" Guarani murmured as if thinking:

"No, Wayne Stewell cannot perform a divine descent. I will use the Shroud of the Creator God to seal time and space, making it impossible for him to perform a divine descent and summon."

"The Shroud of the Creator God lasts for about 10 minutes, so I will wait until He is ready to summon Him before I start the blockade. As for the Giant God Soldier, he summoned it from outside the world of the book, so it was an unexpected factor."

"With you and Blomfield working together, and with the Shroud's blockade, Wayne Stewell's chances of winning are incredibly close to zero. And I've prepared a surprise for him. I've ignited multiple inspirations for this. I've incorporated a story about a creator god lost in the river of time and the path of fate."

"Creator God?" Guarani's words almost made the Life Elf Goddess lose her smile.

"Sounds great. But I have to correct you. The duration of the Shroud of the Creator is actually 20 minutes."

"Sometimes it's necessary to maintain a proper sense of crisis." Guarani paused and chuckled. "So, is our cooperation concluded?"

The Life Elf Goddess smiled again:

"Yes, even though fate tells me that everything is not that simple and Wayne Stewell has also been favored by fate, I still want to give it a try. Even the master of fate cannot control his own fate. This is the peculiarity of fate."

……

The third dream.

Zhou Ning had a faint smile on his face as he quietly watched Leonardo's mother holding Sylvia's hand and passing by him. The little girl seemed to recognize Zhou Ning and greeted him timidly as she passed by him.

John, along with his parents, smiled at Zhou Ning and said, "Thank you, Wayne. You should still be my best friend, right?"

Mrs. Tulin was pushing Mr. Tulin's wheelchair. When they passed Zhou Ning, Mr. Tulin smiled and said, "Wayne, remember to come to my house later. I have prepared a gift for you. You will definitely like it."

Then Zhou Ning saw Fatty Fred, Tough Guy Ian and others, and after greeting them one by one, they filed into the gate.

Perhaps they were just characters in the book based on the book's settings. But Zhou Ning still responded to them one by one.

After all the residents, under the coordination of the Sun Guardians, passed through the portal in an orderly manner and entered the real level, Sherlock and Keyne West also led the Sun Guardians carefully into the real level.

No, actually this is not the reality. Strictly speaking, this is still the world in the book. It’s just that sometimes, the ignorant are the happiest.

Then, the towering walls of Darkland Fortress and the familiar fresh air appeared before them. The bodies of the large number of people who had just entered became visibly real. They looked at each other, hugged each other tightly, and couldn't help but cheer loudly.

They were lucky. After experiencing such a nightmarish catastrophe, few people died!

People discussed excitedly, and then came up with the gods they should thank the most this time:

"Praise you, the great Lord Sternwell!"

"Praise you, great god of knowledge and desire!"

Leonardo quickly came to Zhou Ning's side and asked him nervously:

"Your Majesty, Stowell, have we now reached the perfect ending to this story?"

"It should be." Zhou Ning looked around and said seriously.

He reached out and grabbed at the void with his right hand, pulling out Genesis. After a moment's thought, he pulled out the wishing lamp and grasped it tightly with his left hand. Holding the lamp in one hand and holding Genesis in the other, he devoutly made a wish to himself:

"I hope to seal this story, which has a perfect ending, into Genesis."