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After a brief silence at the ceremony, the atmosphere exploded like a bomb.

Everyone looked on incredulously. The NPCs rubbed their eyes, as if they were dreaming.

The players' mouths twitched wildly as they sheathed their weapons, which were only half-drawn, and forcibly stopped the skill from being activated.

Some players had even jumped up, but at this point they could only lie on the ground and die.

The players looked at Xiao Yun on the high platform with extremely complex expressions.

"No way, really? Is this Dragon King crazy? He wants to be a dog for the gods?"

"Wow, I've really seen something new. I'll never say that domestic dramas have terrible endings again. Compared to this one, it's practically a perfect ending!"

Many people gasped in surprise, while others sensed that something was wrong.

The leading angel widened his eyes and whispered:

"You...you are not the King of Illusion and Wind!"

"Little man..."

Jing Feiwan's beautiful eyes shone brightly, filled with shock and a touch of worry.

"No, even the Dragon King can be portrayed!"

Ye Cheng looked incredulous, feeling as if his worldview had been shaken.

Xiao Yun remained calm and did not reply, but his attitude was tantamount to acquiescence.

"As expected, this Dragon King is also played by a player, but... he's just a puppet who's been deceived."

"What a grand scheme! He deliberately set a trap, making us believe that as long as we acted differently from the true history, we could disrupt His plan, weaken Him, and kill Him. But who knew that His true purpose was to reverse the past..."

The priest's eyes flashed with shock as he felt the boundless waves surging through the entire illusion, and he was also somewhat curious.

"The plot has completely deviated from the original scope. Won't the real Dragon King show himself to correct things? Or perhaps..."

He followed Xiao Yun's gaze and looked up at the sky.

There, ripples were spreading through the space, but what they revealed was not killing intent, but the same bewilderment as everyone else.

It seems that even the gods were bewildered by Xiao Yun's actions.

The illusion trembled violently, and there were even obvious cracking sounds, with fine cracks appearing in the sky.

"Has it completely given up? As expected... However, the true form and the King of Wind have yet to appear."

The pastor narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Yun again:

"But it's the same; if he doesn't show himself, then he is the King of Illusion and Reality, and of Wind."

Once he's killed, everything will be over.

The same realization dawned on everyone, and without hesitation, they sprang into action instantly.

Killing intent and skills exploded in the air, blasting towards Xiao Yun on the high platform.

But the next moment, it froze in place.

From the void, there seemed to be a soft sigh, followed by applause.

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"That's a really unexpected decision."

As the palm struck, a figure emerged from nothingness, shrouded in light, obscuring its features.

Behind Him, the universe unfolded, and countless lights and shadows sat quietly in the endless, distant sky, casting complex gazes.

Xiao Yun's expression remained unchanged as he slowly approached.

"Have you really made up your mind? Is it worth it to betray your race, your destiny, and everything you've ever known?"

Xiao Yun was never born, but his lips moved silently.

The Dragon King briefly arrived and said calmly:

"The past is gone and cannot be retrieved; only living is real."

Across from them, the light and shadow remained silent for a moment, then clapped their hands and laughed:

"Hahahaha... That's how it should be, that's how it should be."

He paused, then opened his arms, and a magnificent voice echoed throughout heaven and earth:

"Then, on behalf of the gods, on behalf of the world, I respectfully welcome..."

"Wait a minute."

Xiao Yun raised his hand to stop him, then took out the contract and handed it over:

"Sign a contract."

The person on the other end paused for a moment, then chuckled.

"You're quite an interesting little fellow, actually thinking of Him?"

In the void, the azure-gold eyes stared intently at the contract, but they couldn't detect anything unusual.

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After a long silence, He ultimately did not intervene.

He spared no effort in orchestrating this grand spectacle, all to twist that history within the illusion, to turn the false into the real, to make this non-existent history true, and thus return.

The first step was to entice Xiao Yun to defy the plot, declare his submission to the gods in the name of the Dragon King, and shed his position as Dragon King to become a god.

The second step is to seize the opportunity to attract the attention of the gods and gain the recognition of the Lord of the Gods in the name of the gods and the world.

Finally, the Lord of the Gods announced to the entire world that confirming this event and completely turning the illusion into reality was the third step.

The addition of a contract step provides an extra layer of protection.

"Perhaps knowing their fate, they wanted to curry favor and gain a glimmer of hope."

He guessed so.

At this moment, the light and shadow had already accepted the contract.

The contract floated into the air, shimmering in the glow.

Amidst the grand chanting, light and shadow twirled a feather through the air, using light as ink and supreme authority as witness, writing and reciting simultaneously:

"In the name of the Almighty Father, Lord of the Gods, Sovereign King of Eternal Terra, and God of the Universe, on behalf of all the gods of the Universe, Eternal Terra and all the realms, we hereby make a covenant—"

"The Primordial Spirit, one of the Four Pillars of the Origin Realm and the Universe, the Master of Wind, one of the Supreme Kings of the Dragon Clan—the King of Illusion and Wind, guided by destiny and invited by us, has removed his crown and assumed divine authority! He now sits on the throne of the God-King, ruling over all the heavens of the universe!"

He paused for a moment, and the contract in front of him was divided into two parts, one of which fell into Xiao Yun's hands.

Then, He nodded slightly, and the luminous figures high in the sky behind Him bowed simultaneously, offering the most sublime greeting to the newly born God-King:

"Congratulations—[God of Imagination]!"

Xiao Yun's heart trembled violently as an indescribable power slowly surged into his body.

In that instant, it seemed that he could create all things in a single thought, turning illusory ideas into reality.

"Is this what we call 'fantasy'—exchanging 'reality' for 'illusion'?"

"It's not a matter of reality versus illusion, but simply 'using illusion to create reality'... Without the other half, one can never reach the highest level."

With a soft sigh, a familiar figure slowly solidified before them.

Blue-gold eyes, equally handsome.

But that temperament lacked some of the carefree spirit of being detached from the mundane, and gained more of an elusive heaviness.

"So you've finally decided to come out?"

Xiao Yun chuckled and said:

"I've done so much for you, shouldn't you thank me?"

"Thank you, thank you so much for everything you've done."

The god of fantasy nodded, his words full of sincerity:

"I promise that once I have truly returned to the divine position, I will bring you back to the world."

"Ha, as expected, it's the same old trick."

This body contains the Dragon King's legacy, even the true [Dragon Heart], and countless top-tier materials such as [Star Tears].

It is the perfect vessel for the god of fantasy.

"You made me become you, wasn't it all for this step? What a clever scheme."

Xiao Yun shook his head helplessly and asked:

"So, when am I supposed to die?"

"Now."

The god of fantasy raised his hand and pointed gently.

The crown above Xiao Yun's head let out a mournful cry before shattering with a crash.

The shattered crown solidified into a scepter in the hands of the god of fantasy, and Xiao Yun's consciousness gradually blurred.

The god of fantasy slowly stepped forward and merged with the perfect body before him.

The world trembled as a vast divine might descended.

In the void, a high-backed chair slowly appeared behind the god of fantasy.

On the dark blue high-backed chair, scales shimmered, and faint traces of blood were visible.

The God of Imagination looked at the throne forged from his former body, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

The melancholy vanished in an instant, leaving only indifference and resolve.

He held the scepter and slowly sat down:

"The hardships of the past are but a dream; from now on, I am a god!"

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