Zongman: My five senses are connected with the proud daughter of the world

But Jiang Lianqiu and his group saw golden light bands flowing in the air.

These light bands slowly disappeared, and after that, everything seemed to return to normal.

but--

"It's finally here."

Mikhail turned and looked out the window.

His gaze passed through the Daydream Hotel and the Twelve Hours, and finally landed above the Pinocchio Convention Center.

Thousands of threads invisible to ordinary people's eyes descended and disappeared into the void.

Like controlling the strings of a puppet.

Thousands of silk threads finally converged into ten strands in the sky, each connected to the ten fingers extended by a huge human-shaped phantom.

However, the huge spirit descending, the fetus of philosophy, clearly blocked out the sky and could be seen by just looking up, but no one in Pinocchio noticed it at that moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Holy Grail War which was entering a fierce stage.

Commander! The boundary between dreams and reality has completely disappeared!

A glorious voice echoed over the command link.

The Asdena system has become a unique region constantly flipping back and forth between real and imaginary space. Commander Hood has determined that we can exploit this momentary shift to attack from outside the system. Our fleet has already assembled outside the Asdena system in the real universe.

Jiang Lianqiu asked, "Don't attack directly from the outside first. Just tell me about the company's fleet situation."

The voice of victory interrupted—

Victory report! I've successfully used a decoy beacon to confuse the company fleet's jump navigation system. They've now jumped to a system two thousand light years away! It'll take quite a while to get back.

"Just tell them to keep circling and not get within a thousand light years of the Asdena system. If necessary... have Xingxiao give them some trouble."

I understand. Commander, you have to go on a date with me as a reward!

"It seems that you have already made preparations?" Mikhail waited until Jiang Lianqiu ended the call before saying with a calm smile.

"Then let's start taking action here as well."

Chapter 454: Lies, every detail is exposed!

Before leaving the Starry Sky Train, Ji Zi asked with some concern, "Lian Qiu, you called the fleet here...is it because of us?"

"Yes."

Jiang Lianqiu did not deny it.

"The Star Train has a very high reputation in the universe, but it is just a reputation."

"Even if Mr. Mikhail expresses his opinion as a watchmaker and gives you the right to speak, without the support of real military force, something bad will happen sooner or later."

"Since all major factions know that the Silver Crown Legion and the Star Train have a very close relationship, I might as well go a step further and put the barrel of the naval gun against the heads of those members of the family to clearly show my support for you."

Ji Zi took Jiang Lianqiu's hand and said with a sweet smile: "It's not you, it's us."

"The train will always stand firmly with you."

……Dividing line……

As the boundary between dreams and reality completely collapsed, the power of Taiyi Dream began to spread.

People who had already fallen into the beautiful dream of order were soon affected by the real impact.

Everyone cheered in surprise—regardless of which side they supported in the Holy Grail War, they all discovered that their opponent was gaining a huge advantage.

However, at some point.

The philosophical fetus that controlled everything, the hanging puppet strings, collided with the golden threads scattered everywhere by Aglaya.

The ubiquitous golden threads and the puppet threads that were also spread everywhere quickly began to compete for control of the entire dream world.

The Holy Grail turned Pinocchio into a battlefield. With the help of the Holy Grail's power, Aglaia received great blessings as the Ruler, allowing her to have the ability to compete with the philosophical fetus in a short period of time.

At the moment when countless people were rejoicing that their supporters were about to win the Holy Grail War—

"What a lie..."

In the sky, a female voice sounded, as if sighing, and as if giving advice.

"Every detail is visible!"

Breaking through the clouds, in the descending golden divine light, Aglaia slowly descended like an ancient Greek goddess.

Although she is only the size of an ordinary person, she appears extremely tall in the eyes of everyone in the dream world.

The golden goddess with her eyes closed slowly opened her beautiful green eyes which were so bright and clear that they seemed unreal even without the light in her eyes.

Scanning the dream, she raised the knitting needle in her hand that was shaped like a dagger.

The lotus feet touched the air, and ripples appeared on the toes like water.

Like the sound of water drops falling into the lake, it resounds in everyone's heart.

"Life... is as fragile as a gossamer thread~!"

Knitting needles waving.

Countless tailors emerged from the void and flew across the sky.

Before people could react to what was happening, they saw the tailors seemed to cut some invisible threads in the air.

Then, something incredible happened.

In a trance, everyone found that there was a violent conflict in their memories.

That was everything that really happened, mixed with the false past fabricated by Taiyi Dream, which brought about many contradictions.

"Ahaha! Ahahahahahahahaha... Dad personally killed my eldest brother, second brother, eldest sister, second sister, and third brother, and then hanged himself, leaving all the family property to me? How the hell could I have such a beautiful dream!?"

"I won the Universal Lotto 20 times in a row? Is the company doing charity?!"

"I was wondering why the goddess suddenly said she wanted to marry me. Am I just daydreaming?"

"That's hilarious! I'm the eldest son, my younger brothers all respect me immensely, my father trusts me unconditionally, and all the officials in the court tacitly agree that I'm the next emperor—I always knew such a good thing couldn't happen. Bah! Brothers! Get ready, go back and open your hearts to my elder brother!"

People who woke up from their sweet dreams were either crying or laughing, feeling relieved or regretful.

And somewhere in the corner, Mr. Scott was raging with impotence.

"Damn it! Damn it! I thought I won the Holy Grail War, defeated the Star Train, and was promoted to an executive at P45... but it turned out to be fake!? It was all fake!?"

"Damn it! Damn Star Train! Don't let it leave!!"

"My Master." Assassin stood beside Scott, looking at him with disdain, "You'd better run."

"Run!? Impossible! I! Scott! Am a lone wolf! I can defeat all enemies in my dreams, and I can do it now!"

"It's okay if you don't run."

Assassin, the director of a certain bad movie, crossed his arms and whistled.

"Those who mistakenly believe that you, Master, are the victor and are supporting you are coming to beat you up."

Scott: "Quack!?"

Buho!

His pills!

Scott, horrified, rolled and crawled to his feet on the spot and ran away wildly.

Hehehe, I must survive!

……Dividing line……

As Aglaia ordered the tailor to cut the puppet thread that officially brought the fetus of philosophy into being on Sunday and thus completely revealed itself in Pinocchio, cracks finally appeared in the false dream of order.

Although Taiyi's dream has not been shattered and still shrouds the entire Pinocchio, it is enough for people to realize the problem.

At the same time, countless nymphs danced again in the twelve moments of the dream.

When the golden light shed by the nymph's wings was touched by the people in the dream, a large amount of information flooded into the minds of those who were touched.

"What!? There are remnants of Order in Pinocchio!?"

"So that beautiful dream was someone trying to control everything?"

“Someone in the family is behind this…!?”

Someone was standing on the side of the street, looking up at the direction of the conference venue in the sky.

There, the shadow of a huge philosophical fetus appears and disappears from time to time.

That was a sign that Taiyi's dream was beginning to become extremely unstable.

"Although my life is not happy, I will not let myself fall into the trap of indulging in dreams." Anger gradually burned in some people's eyes.

But some people cried bitterly and were unwilling to face reality.

And now, in the hot sand moment. (Money)

In the sky, the heroic spirit of capital that had devoured Old Emperor Ao was wriggling its huge body. Zhou Shen's countless eyes also turned their gazes and stared at the direction of the conference hall.

After a fierce battle and being besieged by numerous Heroic Spirits and Masters, it has fallen into an unprecedented state of weakness.

As Jiang Lianqiu expected, the only hope for a comeback, the philosophical fetus that appeared and disappeared above the conference hall, was regarded as its target at this time.

“Hoo-ha!!!! Yuan!”

After a roar, the huge flesh mountain of Old Emperor Ao exploded in the air.

The rain of blood and pieces of flesh did not scatter, but instead condensed into a storm of blood and flesh in the air, carrying thousands of wailing and wailing sounds, and rushed towards the conference venue.

At the same moment, the philosophical fetus raised its head.

Inside, Sunday was looking up at Aglaia, who was looking down at the dream world like a goddess who arbitrated everything.

"...The seventh heroic spirit? Finally appeared!"

Chapter 455: It’s Just a Mission from Lord Aglaya

At this time, Sunday was extremely grateful that he had forced the harmonious music ceremony to be held in advance, so that order could replace the harmonious music.

Judging from the information fed back from the puppet threads, the Holy Grail has basically seized half of the control of the dream.

Even if Taiyi's dream has not been shattered, the false order he has woven can no longer perfectly conceal everything.

If it had been any later, and the Holy Grail had gained more than half of the control over the dream, Taiyi's dream would have truly been shattered.

"But it's not too late, Heroic Spirit? Defeating you will weaken the power of the Holy Grail. The advent of order—it must not be stopped!"

Thinking of this, when Sunday was about to attack Aglaya, a roar came from afar.

In the bloody storm of the incarnation of the old Austrian emperor who has been completely alienated by capital, the dense and ferocious eyeballs look at the body of the philosophical fetus with extreme greed and fanaticism.

Swallow it!

As long as you swallow it, you can own everything and control everything!

"You should withdraw now."

A strange, accented voice, like a declaration from the divine realm, emanated from the mouth of the philosophical fetus.

It raised its hand, and the puppet threads moved the golden human-shaped phantoms around it, stretching its arms and singing hymns together.

The hymn turned into a substantial golden halo, which repelled the attacking Old Emperor O.

However, there was still a piece of flesh and blood that passed through the halo and splashed on the human-shaped phantoms that were pulled by the puppet threads.

These flesh and blood squirmed as if they had self-awareness, and grew mouthparts full of sharp teeth, biting the golden humanoid phantom and the vague puppet threads.

"What a blasphemy!"

There was anger in the philosophical fetus's tone.

A look of shock also flashed across Sunday's face inside him.

He felt from those flesh and blood a greedy desire that was almost enough to destroy the entire world.