Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

According to the known method, Boli twisted the back of his hand hard and felt no pain, but there were traces of bruises and redness on the back of his hand. However, the sensory feedback given to him by the surrounding environment was very real.

Soon, Polly came to a conclusion based on the corresponding mystical knowledge:

This should be a dream, and even more so a lucid dream.

According to the definition of mysticism, one can have the thinking and memory abilities in a dream as when awake, and the feeling in the dream is as real as the real world, but knowing that one is in a dream can be defined as a lucid dream.

Lucid dreams are usually a "powerful reappearance of the subconscious mind", but they may also be interfered with by high-level priests, demigods with corresponding authority, or even angels.

Even if one's strength is that of a demigod or an angel, dreams are still very dangerous. In the Sun Guardian files, there are stories of gods coming to life in dreams and appearing in reality.

I just happened to participate in an extraordinary gathering and didn't have any deep impression of it. How could I possibly reproduce it in my subconscious?

The only possibility is that he's been influenced by some super-high-ranking being. Or perhaps he's been influenced by some powerful, unknown artifact. Damn, I'm just an ordinary super-class professional! Is this something I can participate in? If I have this ability, why don't I go find those demigods and angels?

Polly cursed as he pulled his pocket watch from his chest. He checked it. It was 2:59 AM, less than a minute until the party started. Iron Wolf, the silver-faced figure who had sold him the warship and who he'd been impressed with, and who he suspected was a pirate king, along with the woman who had sold the Scholar's Ring and the Earth Ring professional who he was sure was his colleague, had all arrived.

But through the mask, Polly couldn't see the other person's expression, and couldn't be sure if he was a living person who had entered the dream world like him. But judging by his eyes, there seemed to be nothing special...

No, the others didn't know, but that Iron Wolf was definitely not alive. Polly remembered him as someone with an arrogant and aggressive personality. He had only glanced at him a moment before he was immediately glared back with the aura of a demigod. He stared at him for a long time, but he didn't react. If you looked closely, you could see that his eyes were confused.

This was the advantage of being a Sun Watcher, and observation skills had always been something Polly was proud of.

This is very scary. I feel like I have walked into a drama and the people and things around me are just the background.

Oh, and there was also Batman, who had a bounty of 65 Victoires on him from pirates. Polly subconsciously looked at him, who was standing on a ghost ship flashing with faint blue light.

The dream even reproduced this...

This Batman was a dangerous person in the Sun Watcher's files, and he had thought that he was just a background figure, but at this moment he saw that the other party was looking him up and down thoughtfully.

This should be a living person... Do we want to join forces with the other party?

Not for now. The other party is a dangerous person, his strength is far above mine, and he is most likely a demigod. Is it possible that he was the one who brought me here?

Polly pondered for several seconds and gave up the idea of ​​contacting the other party. He prepared to wait for a few dozen seconds and then go to the trading place in the light gate to see if he could find the exit of the dream.

He quietly moved away from the ghost ship. Dozens of seconds passed in a flash. Just like in reality, an extremely huge light gate quickly appeared on the sea level. The participants around him entered the light gate one after another. Polly gritted his teeth and followed in.

The situation before him made Polly feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

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Ten minutes later, Zhou Ning, who was in Nathaniel, was also pulled into this dream by an unknown force.

Unlike Polly, following his spiritual intuition, Zhou Ning immediately determined that this was most likely a dream, a dream involving a powerful divinity.

Angels or gods with corresponding authority can temporarily throw people into dreams or enter other people's dreams by leaving marks on the subconscious mind.

Considering that with his current level, including the power of the traveler, he cannot directly escape from this strange dream and return to the real world, the one who created all this can only be a strong person of the Angel King or above.

"A breaker of the stars, a lord who controls the power of knowledge and desire, a traveler who travels through the vast river of time and space..."

Zhou Ning took a deep breath, silently chanted his own honorific name, and attempted to connect with the prototype of the Kingdom of God. He soon received positive feedback, sensing that the prototype of the Kingdom of God still existed at an infinite height.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling at ease. This also meant he could explore this place without worry and calmly deal with any danger. If any unforeseen crisis occurred, he could instantly choose to break free from the dream and return to the kingdom of God.

After looking around, Zhou Ning found that there were many auctioneers who were dragged into the dream like him: his subordinate, Brian, who was wearing a mole mask, was looking around with a look of surprise and doubt, and he was relieved when he saw him.

There was also the Sun Guardian Polly, wearing a common tortoise shell mask, quietly blending into the crowd; the lady who sold him the Scholar's Ring, the top demigod of the Church of the Earth Goddess, and so on...

There are about 30 people in this group, with varying strengths. According to Zhou Ning's observation, their basic strength is not very strong.

Soon the light gate dropped from the sky and hung above the sea level. Zhou Ning did not hesitate and followed the crowd in.

As the white light faded, the scene inside gradually became apparent. Then, the light gate behind him suddenly closed. Zhou Ning heard Polly swallow hard, "gulp!"

Inside was still the huge room filled with a large number of furniture that looked like those of the giants, but it no longer had a dome and huge stone pillars stood around it.

Under each stone pillar, there is a giant standing there. There are a large number of murals on the stone pillars, depicting the story of the giants establishing a kingdom in the battle with magic wolves and dragons. It is both illusory and heavy.

The sky was filled with stars. Zhou Ning clearly saw a pair of huge eyes in the middle of the starry sky staring down.

This change was also within Zhou Ning's expectations. In mysticism, the basic condition for maintaining dreams is the subconscious. Slight changes and differences in the subconscious are allowed, but no major changes are allowed, such as directly changing the process. Otherwise, the dream will lose its basis for maintenance and collapse.

The basis of this dream is transaction, which means that even if the other party wants to take action against you, it must be based on the transaction and then create opportunities in the middle.

Cumberland, who had clearly set himself on fire, sat unharmed on a high-backed chair, still in the form of Ian, the Knower of All Things, but his eyes were filled with malice.

Next to him stood a tall man with long golden hair, a beard, and a heroic appearance wearing armor. In his hand he held a golden sword without a sheath.

...Zhou Ning's gaze suddenly froze as he looked at the other person.

He anticipated many possibilities, including that Cumberland might still be alive, possibly with the Goddess of Life or even Archbishop Edward, but he did not guess the identity of the tall man who appeared here.

As an ally of the Church of the God of War, Zhou Ning had never actually seen the man, but he had happened to see his statue: that was the God of War Bloomfield, who possessed the power of justice, judgment, and war.

Fortunately, this God of War Bromfield was not his real body and was not that powerful. It must have been an image formed in a dream. Otherwise, Zhou Ning would have run away by now.

At this time, Ian stood up, glanced around with a vicious look, and said:

"Wayne Stewell, let me think about who you are. But it doesn't matter. Since everyone is here, I declare this party officially open."