They don't want me to try anymore.

Isabella's wheel-sized eyes turned to Richard again, thinking:

Did he just glance at the contract casually?

So cunning in the simulation, yet so trusting in real life...

Although I didn't actually do anything wrong with the contract, what if I had? Wouldn't he have fallen for it? If I made him my slave immediately... cough cough, wouldn't he have to do that too?

What a complete idiot!

It seems I need to go out and help him sooner or later, otherwise he'll suffer a great loss or be taken advantage of by some bad women!

At this moment, Richard said, "Great Dragon King, I have signed."

"Contract reached."

Isabella waved her dragon claw: "Don't call me the Great Dragon King anymore, it sounds weird. You humans used to call me the Wings of Calamity, you can call me Lady Wings of Calamity, or... well, you can call me Lady Isabella."

"You are... I never imagined you were still alive..."

Richard feigned just the right amount of surprise and fear.

He was pretending, but Isabella became a little nervous and quickly added:

“There’s no need to fear humans. I’m not the same as before… I mean, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since you’re going against the order, I’ll only help you!”

"Of course, I trust your reputation, Lady Isa."

"Yes, that's right, I'm very trustworthy!"

At this moment, Isabella vaguely felt that she had talked too much, which was not in line with her noble image. On the other hand, she also felt a little tired...

It takes a lot of effort to communicate with the Worry-Free Corridor across such a distance using spiritual means.

Her true form is still sealed, and she can't hold on for much longer.

So she changed her tune and said, "Okay, I have a lot of things to do. Let's get back to the point. You want to go out, right?"

"Yes, Lady Isa."

"I bet you all think that, like other dreams, there's a door that leads out, right?"

"Yes……"

Isabella curled her lips into a slightly mocking smile: "How could the dreams of gods be the same as the dreams of ordinary people? You're just going around in circles; you'd probably never get out even if you died."

"Does that mean there's no door inside?"

"Yes, it exists, but it's hidden."

The black dragon turned its head and looked at the center of the battlefield, saying, "This brings us to the essence of this dream. It was originally the memory and fantasy of Shuriros, the dream god you speak of, fighting against the sea god Neptune."

"The cause of the battle is quite complicated to explain..."

Richard hesitated for a moment, then mustered his courage and asked, "Lady Isa, could you explain this in more detail?"

No!

I'm running out of strength!

And I really don't want you to find out that I'm so weak that I can't even last long in a remote chat!

Isabella gave her an impatient look and said in a deep voice, "Human, you're so annoying! Don't interrupt me!"

"Ah, I'm sorry!"

Richard was a little disappointed.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. He had already established contact with Isabella, and there would be plenty of time to ask her later.

The black dragon was able to continue his story: "In short, I'll skip the cause. As for the outcome of the battle, you all know: the Dream God died, and the Sea God won, becoming one of the later Seven Gods."

"But that Dream God kid, he's the kind of guy who really likes to daydream..."

The God of Dreams likes to dream; well, that makes sense.

"...So, although he died, he didn't admit it. Most of his power was devoured by the sea god, and the remaining remnants gathered again in the Carefree Corridor to build a dream for himself."

"I estimate that he originally wanted to create a dream of a happy life after defeating the sea god, and thus deceive himself. But unfortunately, his plan went a little wrong."

"Firstly, the remaining remnants of his power were too weak to construct a long and beautiful dream. Secondly, because the dream involved the sea god, the other party noticed it."

"As luck would have it, Neptune, the god of the sea, is petty..."

"So the sea god cursed this dream in the Carefree Corridor, so that it would only stop at the moment when the dream god was dying, and would repeat itself endlessly, so that the dream god could never win and could never die, and would be trapped in a nightmare."

Good grief, you attacked them, and then you didn't even give them time to process what happened. That's really petty...

Richard thought to himself, while secretly reminding himself not to mention Poseidon when he had nothing better to do.

What if that guy is like some Shaolin abbot, and hates people talking badly about him behind his back? What if some Shaolin Temple Eighteen Little Fishmen pop up...?

"Hey! Human, are you daydreaming?"

"No, Lady Isa, I was listening very carefully."

"You better be!"

Isabella was a little angry, but she continued, "For the reasons mentioned above, the dream god's last beautiful dream turned into a nightmare prison that tormented him, and the prison obviously wouldn't let intruders leave easily."

"If you want to leave, there are only two ways. One is to break the sea god's curse head-on, at which point the dream will collapse... You can't do that."

"Second, we need to get the remnants of the Dream God to let go of their obsessions and actively embrace death. This sounds difficult, but it's actually quite simple. That kid has been tormented for so many years and is already exhausted. He probably wants to die a long time ago. It's just that his thinking ability has deteriorated due to the repeated cycles, and he's fallen into cognitive impairment. You need to enlighten him."

"In short, you must face the god of dreams in that colorful cloud and tell him: 'Shuliros, you are dead!'"

Is it enough to just use words?

Richard felt like he was listening to a story about a Taoist priest from a past life subduing ghosts.

“Correct words with a specific meaning are inherently powerful… Of course, this power is indeed limited, and it is possible that even after hearing it, Shuriros would still be unwilling to give up.”

Isabella sneered, "That's fine too. Just take advantage of the moment when he's seriously injured but hasn't entered the next cycle to kill him. He won't be too strong then. Anyway, it'll definitely be easier than breaking the Sea God's curse."

Well, if verbal persuasion doesn't work, then physical persuasion will do, right?

Got it, got it, you really are the real Scourgewing.

"If you understand, then do it quickly. I have other things to do."

Isabella felt a little tired. Not wanting to appear weak in front of Richard, she quickly ended the conversation: "We will meet again in the future. Don't forget our promise, human..."

"I guarantee I will complete the mission, Lady Isa."

call!

Before Richard could finish speaking, the black dragon in front of him flapped its wings and flew away with a gust of wind, disappearing into the dark clouds.

He turned his head, looked at his two female companions, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What a thrilling encounter! I never imagined that the evil dragon from a thousand years ago would still be alive..."

"Really? I don't think so."

Alice narrowed her eyes: "Richard, do you know this Scourgewing?"

"Huh? No, there isn't any."

Things that happen in a simulation can't be counted.

Veronica joins the fray: "Then why do I feel like she's treating you differently?"

"No, at most she just thinks that my confrontation with the Blue Gloves suits her just the way she likes it."

"Um……?"

"Captain Veronica, you need to provide evidence for your statements!"

"Evidence... is probably a woman's intuition."

“What kind of evidence is that?” Richard waved his hands frantically in refusal. “Alright, alright, you two stop guessing. I’m just a lowly Prince Connaught, how could I possibly have any connection with a god-like being?”

Alice and Veronica exchanged a glance, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Anyway, let's hurry up and get out of here. If we stay too long, the people outside will definitely think we've disappeared."

Seeing that they couldn't get any more information out of them, the two women had no choice but to give up.

They changed direction and headed towards the center of the battlefield.

If we want to speak with the God of Dreams, we must at least make our way to the center of the colorful clouds, which is quite a difficult task.

With Alice's magical artifacts, they could disguise themselves as followers of the sea god to avoid being attacked by sea monsters, but the creations of the dream god were not fooled by their tricks.

They had no choice but to fight their way through.

Fortunately, while each of those creatures was troublesome in its own way, none of them were particularly strong individually, and they also had sea monsters as companions. Thus, they quickly devised a strategy...

boom!

Ten minutes later, Richard set the griffin on fire with a series of fireballs, and then, before the unicorn pegasus could avenge its companion, he hid behind a lobster that looked perfect with garlic sauce... no, a majestic and enormous lobster sea monster.

"Help me, Mr. Lobster!"

"Roar!"

After the sea monster withstood the attack and fought the Pegasus, he quietly slipped away, emerged from another spot, and attacked the next obstacle on the road.

Alice and Veronica did similar things.