Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Hiding in his dream, Hypnos has been waiting for a long time.

Until now, he was a little surprised that his trip went smoothly. No one asked him, and no one stopped him, because this place was not like Olympus, with nymphs acting as waiters and wandering between the palaces. After crossing the sixth level of the spiritual world, the God of Sleep came to the peak of the Sacred Mountain of Sinaia in an open and honest manner.

When he walked into the Lopez Temple, the empty temple was empty, and even the wine on the table was still warm. Not far from the main seat, there were some eggs of unknown creatures stored there, but Hypnos just took a look at them and stopped paying attention to them.

He will have plenty of time to think about it later, but now, business is the most important thing.

"It's really careless, but also, who would be cautious all the time in their own palace?"

Walking in front of the long desk, Hypnos noticed that at some point, there was a flame of various colors on the left side of the main desk.

It changes and jumps between different colors, takes root in the void, uses space as fuel, and illuminates everything around it. The God of Sleep has never seen such fire before. It is not a product of authority, but a special and special thing like a golden apple, which is naturally raised.

This is extremely rare in the world of Khaos, but in this palace, it is just an ordinary lighting tool.

"After all, he is an old guy who has lived for a long time, and he always has something special in his hand."

Whispering to himself, Hypnos tried his best to appear calm. As he spoke, he felt every corner of this temple. After a while, after walking around the table, Sleeping God finally found nothing wrong.

"Illusion?"

Frowning, the young god always felt that ever since he entered this palace, he had been feeling an inexplicable feeling of being watched, but no matter how he looked, there was no other life here.

After a slight hesitation, he finally let go of the strange feeling and hid his body in his dream. Time is running out and there is no room for him to do unnecessary things. What's more, he didn't dare to make a big move in this palace, lest his sneak attack lose its effect.

Next, it’s time to wait.

"Uh-?"

When the figure of the God of Sleep disappeared, a young white dragon poked his head out from behind a dragon egg and looked at the place where Hypnos disappeared in surprise.

Just now, Bai had been watching the God of Sleep silently, watching him observe the layout of the temple. She was a little curious about this person's purpose, but she didn't expect that he disappeared in just the blink of an eye.

I searched around but still found nothing. Feelings of disappointment surged into his heart, but the next moment, the young dragon awakened its instincts as if it was a self-taught one.

She opened the 'eye' that belonged exclusively to her soul, and then clearly saw where Hypnos was.

It was an undetectable light spot. The God of Sleep shrank his dream into a tiny speck of dust. If he hadn't seen him disappear with his own eyes, even if he could see the existence of the dream, it would be difficult to detect the God of Sleep's hiding place.

Inside, Hypnos had taken out the purple flute. This accompanying artifact has obviously also gained a lot of benefits in the process of perfecting the third level of the spiritual world, and the aura flowing on it has become deeper and deeper.

"Is this a dream?"

A clear voice sounded in his heart, and Bai just stared at the tiny dream world. There is no big or small, no rules, everything depends on the heart of life.

"From now on, will the dream belong to me?"

When Ryan walked into the temple, a voice sounded in his heart. Looking at the excited baby dragon, Ryan responded to her in the same way.

"The third spiritual world is the world of dreams. From now on, that will be your home."

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Gray feathers fell from the void, making all spirits intoxicated. The melodious sound of the flute sounded from time to time, but it did not arouse anyone's vigilance at all.

Hiding in his dream, in front of Hypnos, Ryan was enveloped by the power of sleep almost without warning. The process went incredibly smoothly, and he didn't even notice it from beginning to end.

"I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly. But it seems normal."

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. Everything should have gone so smoothly."

Putting down the flute, in the dream, a smile gradually appeared on Hypnos's lips.

Although in the case of a sneak attack, Sleep God asked himself that no one in the world could not be affected by his authority, but when he really succeeded, he still felt a little excited about it.

He is not arrogant. In fact, Hypnos still has some awareness of his own strength. However, it is this awareness that actually boosts his confidence. Today's Sleeping God not only incorporated a little chaos source power when he was born, but he also deeply understood the nature of his authority during the process of building the dream world. All of this makes him even more powerful than the myths of later generations. Since he was able to plot against Zeus who was near the top with the help of the Queen, now he can only do better.

It can even be said that if Hypnos faced any other god, his judgment on himself would be very correct.

Crushing a ball in his hand, following the invisible connection, the beings in the spiritual world who had been scattered long ago received instructions. Not knowing how long it would take for the other spirit world gods to return to the spirit world, Hypnos simply struck first and let these spirit world beings create chaos everywhere.

Let them focus on these places, so that he has enough time to take over the authority of the spiritual world. After doing this last thing, the God of Sleep turned around and looked at Ryan, who was sleeping soundly on the throne.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that the scene before him was a bit unreal. Perhaps the victory came too suddenly, which made him subconsciously feel less confident.

"Not anymore."

Taking a deep breath, Hypnos slowly stepped forward.

"All gods are like this, aren't they?"

He stretched out his hand and reached towards Ryan's chest. He didn't know what the symbol of authority in the spiritual world looked like before. He just guessed that it was probably a pen. After all, the artifact that suppressed the core of the spiritual world was a book. And the result was just as Hypnos thought, the next moment, he really held an illusory quill.

The whole body is gray, with dark silver patterns on it, and mysterious symbols are carved on it. The most important thing is that it is a symbol of authority in the spiritual world.

"Now, I am the king."

He whispered softly to himself, clenching his right hand subconsciously. At this moment, Hypnos felt that he had 'seen' an extremely majestic existence, and even his consciousness became a little blurry.

I don't know how much time passed, but when he regained consciousness, the God of Sleep seemed to have established some kind of connection between himself and the spiritual world. A strong sense of power filled the heart of Sleep God. At this moment, he felt that he was omnipotent.

"Is this the Lord of the Spirit World?"

With a thought, all the worlds were shaken. With the power of this thought, Hypnos could no longer suppress his smile.

This feeling is so wonderful!

"Hahahaha"

After laughing loudly for a while, Hypnos managed to regain his composure. Feeling this authority, he looked outside the spiritual world. With such power, how could he stop here?