Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

In the light screen, everyone's expressions improved slightly, but only slightly.

Huang Quan crossed his arms and said, "But for us, it doesn't make much difference."

"Sunday's true form has already broken free from the dream, becoming as vast as a star god, with the Asdna system merely within his grasp."

The black swan sighed, "Yes, let alone stop him, we can't even face him again."

The difference in their levels is too great. Even the Void Envoy, who is renowned throughout the galaxy, would be helpless in a head-on confrontation; she wouldn't even qualify to step onto the battlefield.

[Star: How about we lure Old Japanese out under the pretense of needing to negotiate, then have our partner touch him, using that as an excuse to overwrite reality and turn him into a goofy little zodiac pigeon... Oops, I said that out loud!]

【Sunday:……】

[Firework: Little Grey, you learned this the hard way when you tricked Zandal, haven't you learned your lesson?]

[Laigu Shi: Forgive my bluntness, but even without revealing my true feelings, it's difficult to deceive me.]

Xing gritted her teeth: "It's impossible for him to have no weaknesses, right?"

Huang Quan pointed out the only flaw in Sunday's plan: "The key still lies in the [Dream of Taiyi]. Fear and dreams... relying on two lies, they can gather the [shared will] of those who enter the dream. In the end, it is just a [false god] that has barely ascended."

"If people can be awakened and the dream of Taiyi can be shattered, the divinity of Sunday will also fall."

She turned to the veiled woman with a frustrated expression: "But the current dream is extremely complicated, Ms. Black Swan. Could you please explain the situation? After all, I..."

"My memory isn't very good."

The black swan sighed deeply and then recounted everything in detail.

A somber hour map unfolds. The arms of God embrace the Pinocchio Theatre, and within his embrace, the enormous clock of the twelve o'clock hour points to midnight, and all of Asdna rests in peace.

"Time is of the essence, so I'll keep it brief—the dream that traps us has three layers."

"Firstly, there is the 'Dream of Taiyi' controlled by Sunday, which weaves beautiful illusions for every dreamer, causing them to become immersed in them."

"Secondly, there is the [Primal Dream], including Dream Reef, where the global locust plague is also recreated in the [Oak Dream], and is constantly strengthening [Order] with fear."

"Thirdly, the [Twelve Hours], established by the family, is the first place to merge with reality, and is itself a huge trap."

"Leaving aside how to win, only by overcoming all three dream layers in sequence can we face Sunday again."

Xing scratched his head: "Have we already woken up from the first level?"

The Black Swan sighed, "It's a pity that we're still in the first level, which is the [Dream of Taiyi]. Although we've found ourselves, we're still dreaming—we've only connected our respective dreams, not escaped them."

[Star: Good heavens. So all that effort, and these people here aren't even survivors, just survivor candidates?]

[March 7th: Then, there are even three more hurdles like this, and even if you overcome all three, you only get the chance to play again on Sunday. The chances of winning... are practically nonexistent?]

This time, I wasn't laughing out of anger, I was crying from anger!

What kind of nightmare difficulty level is this? Even in Onphalos, at least there's always a glimmer of hope.

After leaving that place, I thought I had seen it all, having been through countless battles. I could even break the scheme set up by the number one genius, how could I be controlled by a small branch of a family?

Unexpectedly, at least out of curiosity, Lai Gushi raised a father. But here on Sunday, there's absolutely no hope.

[Star: Dude, did you have a massive thunderstorm this Sunday? I've never seen anything so gloomy!]

[Black Tower: Just accept it. Sundays here are all about winning and losing; nothing will kill you. In fact, out of mutual respect, even if you're on the opposing side with your cards on the table, you'll ultimately be treated favorably. The seniors, on the other hand, are all about winning and losing, and even life and death.]

On the screen, the Black Swan sighed and uttered that crucial line once more: "To destroy it, we must make everyone in Pinocchio want to wake up from their dream."

Xing frowned so deeply that she could barely think of anything to do, even if she had a direction.

"What should we do?"

The black swan gave a bitter smile: "Human beings' yearning for beautiful illusions is almost obsessive, and this psychology makes people subconsciously resist... the cruel truth."

She told everyone, "I carefully chose a moment when Xing was completely off guard, and guided her to uncover the truth herself, so that she could regain her senses."

"But everyone at Pinocchio..."

The camera zooms out, and inside the Daydream Hotel, countless people are lying or sitting asleep on various places, on the roadside carpets. Although they are all alive and well, at first glance, it looks as lifeless as a cemetery.

"To get such a large group of people to share the same will is probably as difficult as climbing to the sky."

[Fireworks: In short, she was helpless.]

[Star: So, Huang Quan woke us all up one by one just to... watch helplessly?]

[Gold Sand: It seems there really isn't much else we can do.]

It's tough, really tough!

Everyone in the galaxy felt immense pressure. Even if it was just a false god, how easy was it to destroy the foundation of a star god's power?

……

In the light screen, Dan Heng crossed his arms, his expression resolute: "But no matter what, we cannot sit idly by."

Huang Quan nodded, her composure as steady as a fisherman sitting on a fishing platform, just like the eye of a typhoon, and she revealed her long-considered plan.

"This is the first step of the plan. With the help of the Flowing Light Memory Garden, people as strong as you all will gradually awaken from their dreams, and their awakened free will will become the 'dissonant note' that shakes the dream of Taiyi."

Dan Heng's expression softened slightly, and he said solemnly, "But a mere few dozen people are nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to such a vast dream. We must find other ways to awaken the free will of hundreds of thousands, even millions, in a short period of time..."

"It seems that only an alliance with Yu Zhao could achieve this."

"No, there's no need for that!" Potio exclaimed.

He pulled out the long-dormant bullet, announcing that the Sea Patrol Ranger would join the battle!

"We have been silent for too long. It is time for all the cowards, parasites and oppressors in the universe to remember the name of the Sea Ranger. I will fire the first shot."

[March 7th: Watching it for the second time, I still find it incredibly exciting!]

Mikhail: Tirnan, his bullets couldn't be more fitting here.

[Black Tower: The difference in effectiveness is enormous. Previously, it was described as a decisive blow, but now it's merely used to shake the first layer of Taiyi's dream.]