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[lv70-lv? Instance Collection Stone - [Dream Cycle]]

[Introduction: This is an infinitely recurring dream. When Wayne Stewell and others fall into this dream, your enemy is the high and mighty gods, the angels who control the power of the dream.]

[Knowing that the best way to disrupt a dream is to directly change the dream process, can you break this dream loop?]

[Type: 5-player decryption instance]

[Current number of players who have completed the game: 0]

[Highest copy completion rate: 0%]

[First team: None]

"It's actually a puzzle-based dungeon?" Zhou Ning was a little surprised. The first dungeon of this kind he remembered was the second boss of the Elemental Realm at the end of the third version of his previous life. It was an elemental lord demigod that looked a bit like a sphinx. As long as you could answer its questions correctly, a 200-person boss could be defeated with 40 people.

As for the current copy, Zhou Ning was not quite sure how it worked, but as long as he found the right way to pass it, it shouldn't be difficult.

After a brief thought, Zhou Ning decided to put the collection stone up for sale at a price of 600 contribution points.

He was not worried that this dungeon would affect the sales of the group dungeon [Phantom of the Hood]. The five-person dungeon and the group dungeon did not conflict with each other. What's more, the drops of [Phantom of the Hood] were obviously better, and there was an urgent need for the Wandering Gunner to upgrade to the Sky-Striking Wings.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your help. I almost thought I was going to die in my dream..." Polly didn't really breathe a sigh of relief until this time. He glanced at the situation around him and hurriedly thanked Zhou Ning.

He found himself in a magnificent church, surrounded by what appeared to be a garden under construction. Several chosen ones were looking at him in astonishment.

Brian saluted Zhou Ning, forcibly suppressing his inner joy and excitement. He turned to Polly and asked with a smile, "How can you be sure that you are not in another dream now?"

Polly was startled at first, but then he suppressed his expression and said with a laugh, "You can't scare a well-trained day watchman. He only needs to twist the back of his hand hard to know whether he is still dreaming."

"This method only works for normal lucid dreams. If you're deliberately targeting an angel, there are many ways to prevent you from realizing it's a dream." Zhou Ning said with a smile, "You all stay in this church for now. Don't fall asleep no matter what. If there's any danger, call on the name of the Creator God of Light."

"Okay, then, when will you be back?" Polly asked hurriedly. "I have some information that might be helpful to you."

"Very soon." Zhou Ning said casually. In the previous dream, under the influence of strong malice, Cumberland, wearing Ian's vest, was marked with the mark of disaster again. Miraculously, you can easily track the other party.

He opened the small, ragged book, materialized a pen, and wrote on it:

"Can John Cumberland be hunted at this moment?"

The little broken book paused, and a line of bloody words appeared on it.

"Great Master, there is no problem. The time has come for the little Cumberland to die."

At the same time, the long-dormant task panel finally saw a change:

[A-level serial main quest: Shadow of Death has been updated.]

[Note: The large number of missing people in Dockland has caught your attention. This incident seems to be related to an old friend of yours and involves a huge conspiracy. Try to find the truth of this matter. It may not be as simple as most people think.]

[Current Mission Objective 1: Hunt down John Cumberland and torture him.]

[Current mission objective two: Listen to Polly's intelligence.]

[Current mission reward: 1450 million experience points, item reward*1.]

What a coincidence... This task happens to coincide with what I want to do.

Zhou Ning closed the book silently. The 1000 points of mental power he borrowed could last for 40 minutes. It should be no problem for him to quickly pass the unfortunate John Cumberland. There was no need to cheat. All he had to do was to be alert to the descent of the Goddess of Life.

At this time, a figure in black priest's robes walked over from a distance.

This is a young man in his twenties, handsome, with clear eyes, and a sense of compassion for the world.

Miracle to you.

…………

On the outskirts of Xilin Town.

Cumberland breathed a sigh of relief, and inevitably felt a sense of despair and dilemma in his heart.

He could sense that the dream he had painstakingly pieced together had just completely collapsed, and the four gods he had imagined with the help of the dream had also died one by one, and transformed back into dream seeds. This was the ability of the demigods in the dream realm, who could make the dream materials they collected into seeds, and then "plant" them when there was a suitable dream.

Cumberland felt as if he was completely entangled in an inevitable and inescapable misfortune. Not only did his sanity begin to decline, but he was also in a state of hidden danger.

The spirit from the angel was also frantically reminding him of one thing: Don't teleport again, otherwise you would probably repeat the same mistake and be directly located at the Witsel Church Square.

At this time, Cumberland, who was in a dilemma, could only call the name of "God" over and over again.

"The goddess who spins the threads of fate;

“The embodiment of all life;

"The great being who knows and can do everything!"

"The faithful beg for your help!"

During his first call, a passing spirit creature, Gigantis, attacked him. As a pirate from the spirit world of the North, Gigantis feeds on fear and generally won't attack opponents who appear stronger than him. And he happened to have his back to the enemy.

To the Archbishop of the Church of the Goddess of Life, what was happening now was ridiculous. An angel had fallen to the point of being attacked by Gigantes.

Cumberland, whose sanity was already shaky, killed the other party at a small cost, quickly calmed down, and began to call on God's name for the second time.

But this time, what awaited him was still not God's help, but the figure of Wayne Stewell wearing a black windbreaker and a half-top hat.

Zhou Ning lowered his hat, instantly transforming into his angelic form. His black windbreaker and the golden wings on either side of his body simultaneously rose. His hair instantly turned golden and grew rapidly longer, and his entire body continuously overflowed with dark purple spiritual energy.

His pupils stood up silently, pure gold, and extremely cold.

As he looked directly into those eyes, Cumberland's mind suddenly exploded, and flesh buds quickly emerged one after another on his body surface, and countless illusory dream fragments drilled out from his body surface.

At this moment, the little book was hastily opened, and lines of words appeared on it:

“My master, Wayne Stewell, may not have noticed that he must take Cumberland away from here as soon as possible. A great being has set its sights on this place.”

At this time, Zhou Ning calmly raised his head and looked up at the sky. He also felt a powerful divinity, but it was undoubtedly impossible for him to choose to escape at this time.

With a thought, a blue and white evil spirit quietly floated out in front of him.

"A world beyond heaven."

The next second, Cumberland's eyes blurred, and what appeared before him was an astonishing spectacle. In the sky of Xilin Town, where snowflakes were flying all over the sky, hung a mirror world that looked unreal.

In the mirror world above, there are also strong winds, dancing snow dragons, a black sun hanging in the sky, deep streets and dim street lights, and medieval buildings and clock towers.

"...This is the prototype of the Kingdom of God..." In a hurry, Cumberland regained some consciousness, his figure quickly fading into thin air, and he was about to flash into the spirit world regardless of the consequences. Then, his thoughts froze.

The embryonic form of the Kingdom of God descended rapidly, dragging everything around it into it.