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The god of fantasy narrowed his eyes and growled in a low voice:

"How could that be? I clearly..."

His voice stopped abruptly, he remained silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the top of Xiao Yun's head.

There, azure winds gather and condense into an illusory crown.

"[Illusion]! How could you possibly control my power!"

"Heh heh, the world is ever-changing, but I am its master!"

Xiao Yun casually took out a mask and put it on.

With a swift movement, he transformed into the form of both the real and the illusory King of Wind, revealing no flaws whatsoever.

"I also want to thank you for your help that time, which allowed me to understand this power and successfully simulate it."

Xiao Yun smiled faintly, raised his hand, and looked at the wind swirling around his fingertips, his eyes sparkling with a dazzling light:

"Moreover, it wasn't me who simulated [reality], but rather [reality] that chose me."

The god of fantasy looked grim, his body trembling for a long time before suddenly calming down:

"With only the extremely damaged power of [Illusion and Reality], you can only maintain an illusory body, and it will dissipate before long."

"Moreover, your ability to stop me and influence the entire 'Change of Reality and Illusion' is not based on this little bit of power."

Xiao Yun nodded and sighed:

"Yes, it took me a lot of effort to deal with a former Dragon King who is now the God of Imagination."

Before the words had even finished, a grand voice resounded from the throne room in the center of the palace of illusion and reality high in the sky:

"I have been appointed by the true lord of the kingdom, the true king of illusion and wind, to temporarily assume the throne and rule the kingdom."

"Furthermore, in the name of the King of Dai, I hereby proclaim to the world and to all peoples—"

"A false king has usurped the power of us true kings and sought refuge with the gods; his sins are unforgivable!"

"From this day forward, all spirits in the world who have received the grace of my true king will fight to the death with the god of illusion!"

"The God of Imagination, from this day forward, is the kingdom's mortal enemy; history and the world will not acknowledge his past!"

The Grand Preceptor's voice echoed, causing the entire world to fall silent.

Countless stunned aboriginals raised their heads, their eyes gleaming with a dazzling light, and bowed reverently towards the throne room:

"I obey the king's command!"

boom!

The world trembled, and even the god of fantasy felt a violent sense of disgust and rejection.

The illusion He created was actually rejecting Him, the creator!

The God of Imagination's pupils trembled. He was about to use his divine authority to stabilize himself when he suddenly felt a sense of detachment.

His body trembled violently, and there were even streaks of afterimages wriggling, as if trying to peel themselves off from his body.

Click—click—

A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out as fine cracks appeared on the scepter representing divine authority and the high-backed chair representing divine status.

"Impossible! The status of the God of Imagination is recognized by all the gods and the world. The mere fact that this fictional history does not acknowledge my existence cannot shake my divine position!"

The god of imagination exclaimed in surprise, and then, in the next second, he suddenly thought of something else.

He suddenly reached out and pulled out the contract he had just signed from his pocket, then froze on the spot.

What was originally a clearly written and explicit contract has now become a thick stack! Dozens of pages!

Moreover, apart from the original document, every clause in the other contracts, just like the Grand Preceptor's declaration, deeply pierced the foundation of his godhood, and almost completely obliterated him from the world!

"This is the price of abandoning the past..."

Ji Mingyu forced himself to stand up, looked at the God of Imagination's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, and couldn't help but whistle with pleasure:

"You dare sign a contract made by the Abyss? Be careful next time."

"Heh...hehehe..."

Even the God of Imagination laughed in anger, crumpling the contract in his hand into a ball.

He stared intently at Xiao Yun's illusory figure, his eyes practically spitting fire:

"Good, very good! I never thought that after all my years of scheming, I would be outmaneuvered by you."

"Deception, chaos, no wonder, no wonder I didn't notice, it turns out it's these two rules..."

Xiao Yun remained calm and said indifferently:

You lost.

The god of fantasy paused, then sighed softly:

"Yes, I lost..."

He paused, then gave Xiao Yun a cold smile:

"But you didn't win either!"

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he slapped him.

[Imagination] Divine power erupted, turning this perfect body into an indescribable mass.

"Without a body, only a soul remains, how long can you exist?"

The god of fantasy had eyes filled with madness and desperation, like a beast at its wit's end.

"Don't even think about creating one using [reality], my [fantasy] divine authority hasn't completely collapsed yet, it's still constrained by [fantasy], you can't do it."

"Come with me on my journey, Xiao Yun."

The onlookers gasped in shock, gaining a new understanding of His ruthlessness.

"The former Pillar of the World, one of the Four Dragon Kings, and now the Imaginary God King, is so ruthless that he won't even spare a junior. It's truly an eye-opener."

Su Muqing snorted coldly, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Don't lecture me, little girl, you're not qualified."

The god of fantasy chuckled softly, and then said:

"Moreover, if someone kills me, I will kill someone in return; that's just how it is."

"Trash, you don't deserve to be king!"

Shang Qi gave the middle finger, but the God of Daydreams remained unmoved, seemingly having given up.

"Able to bend and stretch, truly worthy of being called the great Dragon King who dared to transform from a king into a god."

Xiao Yun exclaimed in surprise, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said teasingly:

"However, when it comes to being cunning, you're still a bit lacking."

"Have you forgotten that I am also a king?"

As he spoke, crimson flames ignited on Xiao Yun's body.

Above his head, the crown formed from the illusion trembled slightly, and an invisible power emanated from it.

In the royal capital, the flickering flames seemed to solidify into reality in that instant!

On the street, a beautiful fairy turned around, her beautiful eyes flashing with fiery passion, and bowed her head respectfully towards the central square.

"The inheritor of the eternally burning blood, the newly born king of life and death and fire!"

"The true dragon's master, a legend of death and resurrection!"

"The Creator who glimpsed the embers of truth!"

Immediately afterwards, more people did the same thing as her.

Finally, nearly 10% of the illusory historical projections in the dream world solidified into reality, and devout worship and ethereal chanting echoed over the capital.

They did not hesitate to give their strength to the king who had truly saved them.

rustling --

Countless sparks flickered, and the scattered flames slowly gathered on Xiao Yun's body, causing his body to gradually solidify!

The God of Imagination's pupils contracted sharply. Without any hesitation, the divine authority of [Imagination] activated, influencing [Reality].

The process of transforming from the virtual to the real suddenly stopped, the flames on the NPC's body began to become illusory again, and Xiao Yun's body, which was being restored, began to collapse.

"You dare to try and teach me such a petty trick of putting cause and effect upside down!"

Xiao Yun smiled faintly, his crimson-gold eyes gleaming:

"Our birth and death are of the same lineage as fire, and we never mistake the effect for the cause."

"Today, I will... truly make them real!"

As he spoke, a massive figure appeared behind him.

On the majestic black dragon, crimson flames burned in the gaps between its scales.

His crimson-gold eyes slowly opened, like two great suns.

At this moment, the little dragon seemed no longer to be the innocent and clingy baby dragon, but to have truly awakened the original power of its bloodline and ascended the true throne.

Countless ages ago, on the throne forged in blood and fire, the supreme Dragon King slowly raised his head, a smile playing on his lips.

boom!

The heavens and earth trembled, as if the true King of Life and Death and the King of Fire had arrived!

"In my name, as long as my blood is extinguished and the flames within you burn, you will forever be subjects of the throne!"

The blazing flames turned the sky blood red, and their tyrannical power brutally tore apart time, space, fate, reality, and everything else.

One word made everyone acknowledge the true existence of these sparks.

They may have disappeared over the long years, but with the promise of birth, death, and the King of Fire, then they truly existed!

This is the might of the strongest dragon!

"Fuck you, you're dead and you're still messing with me? No way!"

The god of fantasy cursed angrily, and without hesitation, crushed his scepter and shattered his divine position.

[Imagination] Divine power suddenly increased dramatically, reaching the status of a god-king in that instant.

The flames became illusory again, and from the void, a cold snort seemed to ring out, but it was separated by endless time and space, and there was nothing that could be done.

But before the god of fantasy could rejoice, a soft laugh echoed from the void:

"Haha, it's so lively! I'll join in too."

Zhong Mo, who had been missing for a long time, stepped out of the void, like a bright golden star descending upon the mortal world.

"In the name of the Supreme Emperor of the Dragon Clan! Creator of all heavens, Lord of the end of all things, I hereby decree—"

"allow!"

After he finished speaking, he pointed with his hand.

With all the turmoil subsided, even the divine authority of the God-King level, the [Imagination] God, could no longer suppress the reshaping of Xiao Yun's body.

Boom boom boom!

As the blazing flames rose higher and the chanting grew ever more magnificent, a figure slowly solidified.

On the God of Imagination, the Dragon Heart and Star Tears sensed their master's will and flew out one after another, disappearing into the flames.

Thump thump thump—

My heart was pounding like thunder.

Footsteps sounded, and amidst the swirling ashes, Xiao Yun stepped on starlight and arrived before the God of Imagination.

"You won, but you still want to humiliate me?"

The god of fantasy glared at him.

Xiao Yun shook his head and extended his hand:

"The world may exist without a god of fantasy, but... the king of illusion and the king of wind should not disappear."

He paused for a moment, then slowly raised his hand.

Snapped!

"From the moment this illusion was reenacted, there was no longer any distinction between reality and illusion, or between the King of Wind."

He slapped Xiao Yun's hand away and gave him the middle finger:

Goodbye, you shitty world, and you shitty bastards!

After saying this, His figure vanished into the wind, as if He had never existed.

The blue wind howled, as if it were crying.

The wind slowly stopped, coalescing into a blue heart.

His heart pounded so hard that it emitted a long, melodious roar, like the cry of a dragon.

"That tsundere..."

Xiao Yun curled his lip and picked up the heart that contained all the power of the King of Wind, encompassing both the real and the illusory.

Wait! Not all!

"Only half? Where did the other half go?"

Xiao Yun suddenly realized something and abruptly turned his head to look at the throne room.

The True Understanding of All Things was activated, breaking through the barriers of the illusion and looking towards the throne.

However, the royal advisor, who had been sitting on the throne just minutes before, had already disappeared.

Only a faint breeze remained, as if it were laughing.

……

[Ding! The transition between reality and illusion has ended!]

[Congratulations to player Xiao Yun, guild leader of Wuyouxiang (anonymous), for perfectly resolving this incident!]

[Rewards: Special reward [S-006-Wind of a Thousand Forms] has been distributed. Event rewards will be distributed after all players have left...]

All the players were in an uproar, unable to believe that someone had actually solved the problem.

But the system announcement was the best evidence. All the players had extremely complex expressions, including jealousy, admiration, greed, and so on.

But on this day, everyone remembered Xiao Yun's name.

"Xiao Yun, what an interesting fellow..."

The blond youth removed his priest's robes, stepped onto the glorious road, and slowly departed.

"We'll see each other again soon."

……

Everything ended, the illusion collapsed.

Wang Tianyuan escaped directly from the cell, filled with regret:

"What a loss! A huge loss! Just for that one show, I spent ten thousand years in jail, missing the final big show!"

Everyone laughed and put their arms around his shoulders as they returned.

In some corner of the world, accompanied by a gentle breeze, a handsome knight slowly appeared.

It was Wang Tianyuan who played the champion of the kingdom, who was personally subdued by the King of Illusion and the King of Wind.

The history, which was originally a mix of reality and illusion, has become blurred due to the intervention of various parties.

None of the participants expected that a figure who only existed in the illusion of history would take advantage of the confusion and uncertainty of this period of history to return.

The knight opened his azure-gold eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips, and sighed softly:

"That was quite a roundabout way..."

Author Yue Cangmang's latest work, "Dormitory Group Transmigration: My Intelligence Updates Daily," is exclusively published on Kele Novels!