Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

"Did we succeed?"

Beside him, Stuart Crow looked a little nervous and asked hurriedly in a deep voice.

Among those present, he was one of the few who had the deepest understanding of the Darkland catastrophe, fully understanding the depths of the situation behind it. His mission wasn't simply to save the people within the dreamland; more importantly, once the ritual was completed, it would further aid the return of the Life Spirit Goddess, potentially even determining the outcome of this religious war.

"Don't know yet."

Having overdrawn a large amount of wish power, Zhou Ning's face was slightly pale. He looked up at the dark night sky with thunder and lightning. Xiao Poshu also fell into overdraft for a short time and did not react at all. In this third dream, everyone here had done everything they could. As for whether they could prevent this disaster, they could only do their best and leave the rest to fate.

At this time, everyone had returned to the streets of the old city. A large number of players came back to submit tasks to Zhou Ning. Zhou Ning ignored them for the time being and stopped briefly on the road.

He saw countless spiritual points of light in the sky, like brilliant stars, gathering together and rising in the center of the city. This real dream, based on countless Duckland citizens, suddenly became unreal, like an oil painting.

This is the precursor to the beginning of the Ascendant Ritual.

"We failed." Zhou Ning's fists unclenched and clenched again, but his expression remained calm.

"What?" Stuart Crow and Meredith exchanged a momentary look of bewilderment. This dream was drastically different from the previous two. If the Darkland catastrophe were to recur, it would indicate that the situation in this Third Religious War would become completely uncontrollable.

Jasmine looked at Zhou Ning and said:

"Then what do we do now?"

"I want to try again." Zhou Ning said calmly. He looked at Stuart Crow and asked in a deep voice:

"Mr. Crow, can your prophecy predict what exactly went wrong?"

"It's difficult, but I can gain enlightenment through connecting with the goddess." Stuart Crowe answered without hesitation.

Then, He waved the Saint Zachary Scepter in His hand, glanced at the dark sky, took a deep breath, and clasped His hands together as He chanted:

"The eternal sun that rose from the dark ages, from beyond the stream of human death. King of the sky;"

"A man of words who always keeps his word and always fulfills his words,

"Mother of all priests, of all the Holy Spirits."

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

“Please give enlightenment to your faithful believers!”

Stuart Crowe waited quietly for a moment, but there was no response.

"Sorry." He shook his head at Zhou Ning with a bleak expression, indicating that he was powerless.

What was going on? The Sun Goddess had lost contact at this crucial moment? Zhou Ning couldn't help but take a deep breath. The ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger.

At this time, there are still 10 seconds left in the countdown to the Darklan disaster.

10...

9...

8...

7...

As the countdown reached zero, Zhou Ning and the others watched silently.

I don't know what went wrong, but a familiar scene inevitably happened...

At this moment, a black lightning flashed from the roof of the orphanage in the west, gathered together, and covered most of the city of Darkland like a torrential rain. The whole of Darkland seemed to be stained with the thickest and deepest darkness.

Even though they knew they were in a dream, Zhou Ning and the others still couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.

Across the city, countless ordinary citizens suddenly erupted in plumes of black smoke, gathering into the sky. Their lives, fragile as phantoms, they transformed one by one into black evil spirits composed of pure shadows, or into shambling undead, wandering aimlessly, guided only by their instincts from life.

"No!" Leonardo ran all the way to the trading area and just saw this scene. He saw his mother's face quickly turn pale, and her body became thinner and thinner. After a while, only the whites of her eyes were left, and she turned into an undead, an undead who had no mind and acted only on the intuition of her life.

His mother was still worried about him and chose to leave the Golden Oak Herb Shop, hoping to find her son back.

But he also broke his promise and failed to fulfill his promise to save Daklan and his mother.

Then he saw his mother walking towards him step by step, looking at him with a loving expression, reaching out to pull his clothes, and unconscious calls coming from her mouth.

Smith Hall finally caught up with Leonardo and said with a complicated look in his eyes:

"Leandro, she's lost her mind."

"I know." Leonardo's face twitched in pain. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and resolutely chose to leave.

He has more important things to do.

His mother reached out for his clothes but found nothing and dropped her hand weakly.

Old Turin, Mrs. Turin who had become a ghost, pushed Mr. Turin's wheelchair out of the room with a complicated expression.

In a house, the little girl Sylvia, who was huddled in a corner in fear, froze and quickly turned into a black figure composed purely of shadows.

What happened happened in every corner of Docklands, in the trade zone, the docks, the port, the canal...

A large number of people who had no extraordinary powers or were already physically weak turned into undead or shadows one by one and died one after another. Even many extraordinary people became weak.

This year, the tragedy that occurs once in a thousand years, the disaster in Docklands, happened again.

In the air, a large amount of blood and resentment gathered into a blood ball, hanging in the air. However, the black smoke gathered in the sky not only flowed towards the Darkland Fortress, but also flowed to various parts of the city, flowing to the infinite heights, and was absorbed by the dream itself.

"The Darklan Disaster has begun."

In the fifth dream, the illusory wood began to become real. Archbishop Edward continued to sit on the edge of the cliff and smiled.

Unconsciously, His divinity became even more intense.

……

On the city wall of the Darkland Fortress, Charles VII, who was already very tall, became even bigger, and his aura was rapidly evolving towards that of a god.

Everything seems to have not changed, yet everything seems to have changed.

The closer it got to this moment, the calmer Zhou Ning became.

Can human power overcome fate? Is the divine power over dreams, combined with the power of life and the power of the realm of destiny truly without weaknesses?

No, there must be a way to defeat it.

Zhou Ning's eyes were still full of fighting spirit, it was not time to give up!

He now had two options. One was to travel to Darkland Fortress and, just like two years ago, kill Nyastra, Charles VII, and the others, then engage in a decisive battle with his alter ego to prevent the Ascendant Ritual from proceeding. Needless to say, the difficulty and danger were immense. If he failed to grasp the situation, he would face the Creator God of Light and the True One-Punch Man.

There's another option. Zhou Ning still has a Time Traveler, Zhou Ning's Advent card, which can be considered his natal card and his first Transcendent card. As the name suggests, this card has a certain probability of traveling through time and space, but its power is unknown. However, given its 10-minute duration, it's unlikely to be very powerful.

If this card could really travel through time, he would like to try again and try to prevent the disaster from happening.

This is his promise.

Zhou Ning didn't hesitate. The next second, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the thing that had been hidden in the inventory for a long time from the void.

A dazzling card was crushed by him, turning into starlight and dissipating in the air.

[Time Traveler·Zhou Ning Character Possession Card]!

[The character possession card has been used and will disappear soon.]

In a flash, his temperament changed, his eyes became deep and vicissitudes, and he had entered the state of a time traveler.