Lord of Plenty

After weighing the combat power of both sides and the probability of success in turning against each other and escaping now, Kun said with a 'touched' look:

"Does His Majesty the Dragon King have time to meet with such a small person like me?

It's so exciting and incredible. "

“Your Highness is very easy-going.

You will know when we meet in person. "

"Your Highness?"

Quin suddenly became suspicious.

The Dragon King should be called His Majesty. Even if the Dragon Clan doesn't follow the rules, such a mistake is too inappropriate.

This is simply not taking the king of the dragon clan seriously.

But this blue dragon's attitude is not like this.

Something weird!

"Ahem, cough, cough, two distinguished guests, please come with me."

After that, Willibal fluttered his wings and flew towards the top of the highest mountain in the Tiancha Mountain Range, with the divine blood slime carrying the two of them following closely behind.

In order to take care of the speed of the divine blood slime, Willibar slowed down his flying speed.

A few people and one dragon flew like this for a cup of tea, and then they could gradually see the peak of Tianqian Mountain Range.

Just as they were approaching the top of the peak, dragon roars came one after another from the surrounding mountains, no fewer than a hundred, deafening.

Willibal also roared in response. Anyway, the general answer was why he brought outsiders to the Dragon Clan's sanctuary. The Kunji people were not a threat.

Mala Tutou didn't understand Kunlan's translation at all, but he was silent for a rare few minutes.

At the top of the Tianqian Mountains, there is neither a dragon temple nor a dragon lair. There is only a circular space crack fixed by magic.

Like a miniature dark red moon, hanging alone on the top of the mountain.

"We're here. That's the entrance to the Dream Realm, and it's also the only holy realm for our family now."

Kun observed the red entrance to the sanctuary with a slightly ominous atmosphere, and said doubtfully:

"This should be the road to the spiritual world, right? Is this your sanctuary?"

"Spiritual world, oh, this is what you elves say.

That's right, but this is only a small part that was divided when the Emerald Dragon Mother still had power over the dream world, and was given to her descendant, the great Dragon King Dionysius.

Later, the dragon clan was defeated, and the dark world sent minions all over the world to search for the remaining dragon clan, hoping to completely eliminate the rebels.

This has become the only refuge and respite for the Dragon Clan on this continent.

We have lived and thrived here for nearly ten thousand years. In order to avoid the claws of the evil god, we have moved to the entrance several times.

But you also know that the forces that have taken refuge in the false gods of the dark world have grown rapidly in the past few thousand years.

It is not easy to find a place on the mainland that is not disturbed by people and can accommodate so many dragons.

A dragon that is too powerful cannot live in the dream world forever, and it will affect the stability of the dream world. "

"So that's it."

Kun thought to himself.

From this point of view, the dream power in the hands of Moon God is either incomplete, or part of it has been taken away by the Dragon Clan.

That Dragon King is probably not a real Dragon King (true god), and he doesn’t have complete authority over dreams, so what kind of Dragon King is he?

Unless this dragon king is also a god of faith, which is impossible, the orthodox dragon clan will not take the path of belief in gods.

Except for the Dragon God who was regarded as a traitor by the Dragon Clan.

Under the leadership of the blue dragon Willibal, several people passed through the entrance of the Dream Realm one after another.

This entrance is not a space crack in the ordinary sense, but a 'intersection' somewhere between the etheric sea and the material world, or the projection is more accurate.

Even the part they are observing with their naked eyes is actually just a reflection of magic, not reality.

The spicy rabbit head, who knew nothing about these concepts, stepped into the sacred domain of the dragon clan without any precautions.

Suddenly I felt like a piece of dough, being stretched and then flattened.

It was like a three-dimensional creature with flesh and blood, one dimension taken away by some terrifying unknown existence, and turned into a twisted pattern graffiti.

Kun is more interested in the magical magic that can allow the physical existence to enter the spiritual realm. It is worthy of being a dragon.

On the Yongxu Continent, it was the ancient elves who developed magic to its peak, but when it comes to the oldest and most powerful magic, dragon language magic is the first.

The current magic is a typical dragon language magic, violent, powerful, and amazingly effective.

Of course, it was a good thing that Spicy Rabbit Head was already at level 57, otherwise he would have died and returned to Novice Village when he stepped into that door.

For the entrance opened by the Dragon Clan in the Dream Realm, the lowest safety restrictions are obviously placed on the level of newborn dragons.

No matter how low it is, it will not be within their consideration range.

The sky of the Dream Realm is the same color as the entrance to the Dream Realm, a strange dark red, and there seems to be a strip of light flashing across the horizon at the end of the field of vision, whether it is lightning or a crack in the space.

Although this is the dragon sanctuary mentioned by the blue dragon Willibar, the atmosphere is depressing and low, with an ominous and evil atmosphere permeating the surroundings. It really does not fit the term 'sacred realm'.

Willibal seemed to have been accustomed to the environment here, and did not behave abnormally.

Spicy Tutou was very excited.

"That's amazing, Master, this is a special space, my level has soared by thirty levels.

I am now an eighty-seventh level orc priest, which is a higher level than my brother! "

Only then did Kun notice the system prompt.

His level was inexplicably raised by a large level, from a great wizard to a saint.

Kun instantly understood some of the laws of this dreamland, and what was going on with the dragon king who was called His Highness.

What kind of thing is this? Is it just a circle of self-entertainment?

"Why are you so excited? You have been reduced to a low-dimensional life.

Didn't you see that the level bonus is limited to a certain area?

When you walk out of here, you will return to your original level."

"Hahaha, dimensionality reduction? The envoy's statement is very interesting."

Willibal, whose aura had changed from an ancient dragon to an ancient dragon, laughed and explained to the two:

"Dragon King, gods, are more perfect and higher-level life forms. It is difficult for us to cause any substantial damage to them.

It's like graffiti in the snow. How to attack the person who drew the graffiti?

And we are now graffiti in the snow, and those evil gods , the false gods are higher than the graffiti people.

They can control the graffiti people, but they can't directly interfere with the graffiti in the snow, so this dreamland is the safest place on the entire continent.

But we are still graffiti people in essence. Although we temporarily hide in the snow and become graffiti on the ground, our essence has not changed.

Correspondingly, we will become stronger in this "snowland".

Of course, this is just a false strength, and it will return to its original state after leaving the dreamland. "

"It's already amazing."

Kun sincerely admired the magic of His Majesty the Dragon King.

Dimension reduction is actually very easy. Put a living person into those low-level space rings, and these people will be reduced in dimension.

But these people are also dead, and their souls will completely dissipate.

After all, you have become a graffiti, and you still expect to have a soul.

Just like a graffiti can never have a soul and move on its own, this is also the law of the world and cannot be violated.

Even if Kun wants to enter the ether sea, he must meditate honestly, draw magic circles, and arrange true spirit flowers.

His Majesty the Dragon King used an incredible magic to turn the impossible into the possible, which was really amazing.

"That is the Dragon Pregnancy Pool, where all the newborn dragon eggs and babies of the entire dragon clan are, and it is also the most heavily guarded place. Please do not approach it casually.

There are more dream lightning here than in other places, be careful not to get hit.

Otherwise you will become a strange dream creature, please follow my steps, two distinguished guests.

..."

As they moved forward, they listened to Willybarr telling them about the precautions in the dream realm.

Although Willybarr said that this was the most hidden and safest place on the entire continent, Kun did not agree.

The safest place should obviously be his Abundant Territory.

And in this so-called Dragon Sanctuary, Kun actually heard the sound of fighting from afar.

The roar of the dragon clan mixed with the screams of many unknown creatures, and the strong halo of magic blooming could be clearly seen by anyone who was not blind.

"There seems to be someone fighting over there, don't you want to go over and help?"

Willibar said as if it was a commonplace:

"It's a game for some energetic little dragons to kill time, please don't mind it."

Kun raised his eyebrows and didn't say much.

The other party obviously didn't tell the truth.

The only truth Kun told Willibal outside was that he was really an ancient dragon.

With his vision, it was not difficult to find that the intensity of the battle over there was close to the carrying limit of this space.

Willibar didn't want to help, but he couldn't do it at all!

After entering this dreamland, it had automatically upgraded to the ancient dragon level. If it went all out, it would only accelerate the collapse of this shaky dream space.

But since it was related to the Dragon Clan Holy Land, Willibal would naturally not reveal a word to Kun, an outsider.

And it didn't think that it would be of any use to say these to Kun, a high-level mother tree messenger.

If it was the Mother Tree of Abundance or the Mother Tree of Life, the matter would be different.

The space of the dreamland is very strange and does not completely follow the concept of distance.

Some places seemed far away but you could reach them in just two steps, and some places were right in front of you but you could never reach the edge.

In addition to the abnormal environment, the creatures here are also very strange.

A flat piece of land the moment before became twisted and winding the next moment. Looking closely, it turned out to be a flat giant snake disguised as the earth.

Or the bare land suddenly bloomed with colorful bright red, and dream fish the size of a thumb swam and played in it.

Kun is now very sure that this is part of the ether sea, and many dream creatures are similar.

However, compared with the peace of the ether sea, this divided dream realm seems to be more grotesque, evil, or nightmare?

With many questions in mind, Kun finally met the great dream master mentioned by Willybar.

Dragon King Dionysius.