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In the Kingdom of Dreams, a group of humans and non-humans dressed in different costumes stood under the stone steps in front of the palace gate.

"Ah, it's the Witch Harley, why is she here too?" A bald monk asked in surprise.

"She has a very good relationship with the Dream Master, so it's not surprising that she's here." His companion whispered.

"What Witch Harley is carrying on her shoulders, could it be Lucifer's fallen angel wings?"

The voice of the spirit with an animal head and human body was strange.

"Obviously, she sensed the danger and fled to the dream dimension for refuge." said the skull-like Death in the crowd.

"My lord is planning to go find her."

"My Lord has sent an envoy to Quinn Manor to deliver the greetings. It seems that he will miss it."

"Are you sure you are a messenger and not an assassin or thief?"

"My Lord is bright and majestic, and will not do trivial things!"

"You, a disciple of the evil god, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed by saying such things?"

Harley carried two wings and entered the dream dimension. As usual, she found the right direction in the dream, left the Horned Gate, and followed the spiral staircase to the city gate.

But when she entered the city and came to the palace gate, she encountered an accident.

Hundreds of gods crowded under the steps in front of the palace gate. When they saw her arrival, they looked at her with strange eyes and discussed in strange voices in low voices.

"You seem to be from different gods? What are you doing here?" Harley glanced at the gods and asked curiously.

The gods looked at each other, not expecting that she would take the initiative to say hello. For a moment, none of them who were worried made a sound.

When she didn't get an answer, Harry stopped asking and walked straight forward, shouting as he walked: "Jean, I want to enter the palace."

"Mengjun is resting in the quiet room. There are no guests today." A bald monk said.

"I haven't seen you yet." Harley walked through the crowd to the door and found a chubby green dragon crawling in front of the door. "What is your name? You are the janitor dragon of the Cain family, right?"

"Gregory is my name, but I am not Kane's pet. I am the first lord of the Dream Kingdom, and I am responsible for guarding the first level of the kingdom." Fat Dragon sounded a little dissatisfied.

"Get out of the way, I want to go in." Harley said.

Green Lantern stood up and stood there motionless, not saying a word.

"Hey, the witch regards herself as a distinguished guest, and she doesn't think that we are the envoys of major gods, and have a million-year friendship with Mengjun."

"Haha, she's not just a distinguished guest. From her tone, I'm afraid she's hallucinating and thinking she's back at Quinn Manor."

"I'm so happy to see the witch deflated,"

"Have fun together, hey hey hey hey"

The voices of the gods were not low. The green dragon Gregory also heard it and said quickly: "Miss Quinn, don't get me wrong. I am not trying to stop you, but I am asking the master if he can send you directly to the quiet place." room.

I have got the answer and the owner has agreed. After you enter the door, turn left and the second door is there. "

"Hey, Gregory, are you mistaken? Just now you said that His Majesty Mengjun will not see guests today, nor can he deliver news, and must maintain absolute silence."

Before Harley could leave, a group of gods with burning cheeks became angry and started asking questions loudly.

The green dragon opened the door, let Harley in, closed the door again, and lay down on the stone steps at the door, lazily saying: "I'm not lying, the master won't see guests today, but Miss Quinn is not a guest!"

"What's not a guest? Is this her home?"

"Of course it's not a family member. The master's family is the Endless Clan. Well, Miss Quinn is one of our own." Green Dragon said.

"Fuck, one of our own"

"Then please help spread the word, I won't go in."

The green dragon shook his head repeatedly, "Master wants to be alone and must not be disturbed."

"Fake, this stupid dragon openly expressed panic. It's too much."

In an empty room of 300 square meters, Harley saw the Sandman sitting in the corner.

He changed his clothes and wore a very fashionable dark blue T-shirt and beach shorts. He put his head on his knees and seemed to be in great trouble.

"What to do?" Harley asked confused.

"I'm thinking." Morpheus raised his head and frowned, "Have you seen all the gods outside? They come from hundreds of gods, and they are all messengers of the Lord God.

Just like when I went to hell to visit Lucifer, I asked Kane (Cain) to submit a formal invitation first, and then I would go to hell only after he sent back Lucifer's permission, and only through the main entrance.

This is the rule!

I should have received the divine messengers, but I understood the purpose of their arrival - for the key to the gate of hell.

I can't tell their Lord God the answer before I figure out what to do with the key, so I can only ask them to wait. "

"What's so difficult about this? Give me the key and I'll take care of it." Harley smiled.

Morpheus shook his head and said: "I can't give it to you. You don't need to think about it to know that if you get the key, you will definitely use it to get the most beneficial benefits for yourself.

But if something goes wrong in hell, or a war among the gods takes place over hell, it will be my responsibility. "

Harley smiled and said, "Just relax and think to yourself, 'This is not my responsibility,' isn't it?"

"It's not that simple. The Endless Clan can't do whatever you want like you and ordinary people. We can't even fall in love with mortal women." Morpheus said bitterly.

"What is your responsibility in this incident? There can be no war or affect the normal operation of hell?" Harley asked.

Morpheus shook his head slightly, "It's not that troublesome, as long as you have a clear conscience."

Then, he looked at Hariti's wings in his hand and asked, "You don't know what to do with them?"

Harley smiled strangely, "Lucifer's little skills are trying to stump me?"

Morpheus frowned and reminded: "Don't be dazzled by strength and power! Lucifer gave us wings and keys because he didn't want us to have a good time.

If I have even the slightest bit of greed and want to take Hell for myself, my dream kingdom and I will be destroyed, and even the Endless Clan will be implicated. "

Harley flapped her wings and said confidently: "If I couldn't control my greed, would I have kept them until now?"

Morpheus said in a deep voice: "If you are not greedy, you should be like me now and consider how to send the Fallen Wings out."

"I have tried to sell them to heaven, but heaven doesn't want them. Giving them to anyone else would be tantamount to tying up the enemy."

"Just don't give them to the enemy, okay?" Morpheus said.

"Then tell me, who is not my enemy? Oh, do you want it?"

Morpheus was stunned and sighed: "You are really the enemy of the whole world! Why bother, put yourself in this situation."

"You have made many good friends, but are you in a better situation than me now?" Harley chuckled and said, "At least when I came here, there was no visitor to Quinn Manor, but you were surrounded by people."

If you get the key to hell, you will become the new master of hell.

Many god-kings in the pantheon are extremely eager.

Integrating Lucifer's Wings and obtaining part of Lucifer's power and personality is tantamount to giving up oneself and becoming the second generation of Lucifer with reduced power and unchanged responsibilities.

How many of those god-kings who have their own "Tao" are willing?

In fact, even the Demon King was hesitating, otherwise they would have raided the manor and snatched the wings.

The fact is that the battle between Harley and the King of Naboo shocked everyone. More than a hundred demon cubs came, but the highest level was only a duke.

Isn't it too late for the Demon King to rush over?

Obviously not.

The key to hell is equivalent to the property deed of a foreclosure house.

Satan's Wings is equivalent to the ownership of an unlimited liability company with core assets and a pile of unavoidable bad debts.

For most gods, it would be easier to get the Key to Hell.

Harley asked Morpheus to borrow a secret room "blocked from the supreme prying eyes" and began to make the pair of "bird wings".

Sandman changed out of his T-shirt and beach pants into a gorgeous Western classical dress and came to his home gallery.

Like his eldest brother, Sandman's gallery also has oil paintings of portraits of the Endless clan.

Next to each oil painting, there are magic symbols representing the attributes of the family.

For example, the talisman for the death of the second sister is a round-headed cross - a ring on the top and a "T" on the bottom. For example, the talisman of desire is a red heart, and the talisman of fate is an open book.

Morpheus took out the death talisman in the painting from the frame and stimulated a beam of lightning-shaped power at the head of the second sister.

"Stab la la——"

"Sister, please come out and talk to me."

The second sister in the oil painting came to life and stretched half of her beautiful smiling face out of the frame, "Hi, eldest brother, what do you want? I'm very busy now, very busy."

"Sister." Morpheus said: "Last time, you scolded me for not going to you when I was in trouble. Now, I'm in trouble again, and this time I'm here to seek advice from you."

"Damn!" The smile on the second sister's face disappeared instantly.

"Depend on?"

The second sister pulled her hair with a grimace, "It's difficult to deal with things in hell. In the real spiritual world (the fifth dimension, the sum of the extraordinary planes in Limbo), that key is among all the artifacts, magic props and treasures The most precious one.

Because it represents the belonging of hell, hell, how do you let it fall into your hands? "

"Do you have any suggestions?" Morpheus asked.

The second sister continued to pull her hair and said with a distressed look: "I don't know, how about you run your own hell? Open a ski resort, I heard that there are icebergs there (the ninth level of Judas Ring, Ice Purgatory)? Or, Decorate it into a theme park (Nine Hells, different styles)?”

Sandman frowned, what kind of bad idea is this?

"I don't want to be the Lord of Hell."

The second sister's eyes flashed slightly and she whispered: "Since you find it troublesome, why don't you just hold an auction and sell the key?"

Sandman's brows stretched, his face thoughtful.

The next morning, Morpheus summoned the messengers of the gods into the palace and announced the auction plan.

Harley said: "You finally figured it out! But this auction is a bit urgent. You should wait a few more days for the news to spread, so that the God King has enough time to sell off his property.

After all, the key can only be purchased once. If you don't squeeze out a god system, you will be sorry for its value. "

"I didn't hold the auction just for the treasures." Morpheus shook his head.

"What's that for?" Haliqi asked.

"You'll find out tonight."

Harry rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I've been staying here for two days, but I haven't been of much help. Why don't I be the welcome messenger tonight and help you greet those God Kings and Demon Kings?"

"what you up to?"

"Don't worry, this is the Kingdom of Dreams, I know what's right."

Morpheus shook his head, "I'm afraid you're messing around."

"I'm not fooling around. I took this opportunity to sell my bird wings for myself. Before selling, I have to examine the customer's strength and character.

If your strength is too low, selling it to him will be a disaster to him; if your character is too bad, selling it to him will be a disaster to the common people. "

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