There's a big problem with dreams in this world.

The goddess of misfortune and bad luck, whose true form is unknown, has legends dating back to 34,000 years ago, making her a very ancient deity.

Her strength is not to be underestimated. She killed the God of Light, one of the five most ancient gods, 12,000 years ago. It was because of the fall of the God of Light that Tang Yuanyi had the opportunity to become the God of Hope and Protection.

That is why her divine age is also very young, only about four thousand years. She came here this time only because she sensed a trace of unfamiliar divine aura fluctuations.

Unexpectedly, the god of misfortune was also here, and he tricked her, trapping her here so she couldn't get out.

Based on the information gathered in this world these past few days, this world should be related to the legendary being, who is almost as ancient as the five great gods, the God of Fantasy and Dreams. The entire world is a dream woven from the past.

The silver-haired girl, chosen by the God of Misfortune and Doom, was probably sent to this world by the God of Misfortune and Doom to investigate.

"Waaah... Why am I so unlucky..." Tang Yuanyi squatted on the ground, clutching her head, on the verge of tears, deeply regretting her rash actions.

Although her current body is just a clone, her consciousness is still her own. Who knows if her consciousness will be able to successfully return to her original body if she dies in the dream world?

Theoretically, it's possible to go back, but this is the world of the God of Fantasy and Dreams. His understanding of consciousness is arguably the best among all the gods. Can I really go back?

However, on the other hand, if the God of Misfortune and bad luck really wanted to kill her, there was nothing she could do with her strength.

Since she's still alive, it means the other party has some other purpose.

Thinking of that guy she'd only met once or twice, who always had an unfathomable smile on his face, Tang Yuanyi decided to put aside her thoughts for now and go back to make contact with the chosen one of the god of misfortune and bad luck.

Leaving the restroom and walking back the way she came, before even entering the warehouse, she heard the voices of the chosen one of the god of misfortune and doom talking to the young man.

"So she works every day?"

"Yes, I don't know why a young girl would come out to work every day. Maybe her family is having some difficulties, but when I ask her, she stammers and won't say anything."

"So I take care of her every day and look after her."

"Aren't you her friend? How come you don't know about this?"

"Um, well... she didn't tell me about this either... I thought she was just going out to work and gain experience..."

"Ahem." Tang Yuanyi walked into the warehouse somewhat awkwardly, coughing lightly twice to indicate that she had returned.

"Haha, you two chat first, I'm going back to work upstairs." After realizing that he had been overheard by the person involved in his secret discussion, the young man gave a stiff smile and turned to walk towards the second floor of the warehouse.

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Chapter Nine: Death? The God of Traitors!

Not long after the young man left, Tang Yuanyi sat in the seat he had just occupied, looking at Lu Qing with some confusion, and asked, "How did you find this place...?"

"Is this difficult?" Lu Qing asked, feigning confusion.

Of course, she wouldn't say that she happened to see him running in the rain from her window when she was at home wanting to take a nap.

This is such a coincidence that even if she told Tang Yuanyi, she wouldn't believe it.

Realizing that Lu Qing wouldn't give her the answer, Tang Yuanyi sighed almost imperceptibly, then changed the subject, saying, "I'll just ask directly, is there something you need from me?"

"I don't believe you just came to deliver breakfast."

“Speaking of breakfast…” Lu Qing did not answer Tang Yuanyi’s question directly, but looked at the package in her hand and said, “Although I rushed it as quickly as possible when I came, these things must be a bit cold after so long.”

"It feels quite warm to the touch," Tang Yuanyi said, touching the warm packaging bag with her hand.

"It's just a bit hot to the touch. Let's eat it before it gets too cold," Lu Qing urged.

After she finished speaking, she continued, "As for why I came to find you, don't you know? I just want to know why you were secretly following me before."

"Hmm...you're not from this world, are you?" Tang Yuanyi said, surprising everyone after swallowing the food in her mouth.

"Um!?"

"Why do you say that?" Lu Qing suppressed her shock and pretended to be nonchalant.

Tang Yuanyi noticed Lu Qing's emotional fluctuations but was not surprised at all. She said, "I sensed the mark of the god of misfortune on you a long time ago."

"You are the chosen one of the God of Misfortune and Doom, right? You came to this world to conduct an investigation."

"The God of Misfortune and Doom?" Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat. She had heard this name from Wayne many times before. Could it be because she often acted with Wayne?

Or is it...?

"Is this the aura you sensed?" With a thought, Lu Qing's aura changed, and in the blink of an eye, her form transformed into that of the Black Rose Vampire.

"Yes, that's it!" Tang Yuanyi nodded vigorously after sensing Lu Qing's aura.

"As expected of the chosen one of the god of misfortune and bad luck, is this a blessing bestowed upon the vampires?" Tang Yuanyi thought to herself.

Vampires are a race created by the god of misfortune and doom. It is said that long ago, misfortune and death had a conflict and disliked each other.

To disgust the Grim Reaper, the ominous one used the power of a curse to create an immortal race capable of absorbing high-level blood to evolve and manipulating blood.

This is undoubtedly a desecration of the meaning of death, but Death cannot personally step in to wipe out this race.

Although this race possesses the ability to live forever, the essence of immortality is nothing more than a curse. However, the cost of this curse is much lower, and it is a inferior form of immortality created by an ominous person using the power of a curse.

It would be a loss of face for Him to personally deal with this race, at least in the eyes of other gods.

To get rid of these troublesome vampires, Death also created a completely new race.

Undead creatures......

Death does not mean the end; perhaps it will be a new beginning.

Controlled by the lingering soul of the deceased, the body moves and can continuously enhance its strength and intelligence by seizing the souls of others. Furthermore, a portion of the souls killed by each undead will belong to the Grim Reaper.

This kind of creature, which grows stronger by relying on its soul, has a very strange characteristic: it is extremely sensitive to blood. Any creature with blood flowing in its body will be extremely attracted to the undead.

This was undoubtedly aimed at vampires, and thus, the war between undead creatures and vampires began...

After countless years, the fighting undead creatures and vampires disappeared, replaced by vampires, who were also undead creatures.

No one knows why vampires were born. Some speculate that they were transformed from vampires who became followers of Death, but the huge flaws between vampires and vampires make this theory untenable.

Another theory suggests that when a vampire is killed by an undead creature, the corpse can also be transformed into an undead creature, and this transformed undead creature is the vampire.

But regardless, considering that undead creatures are still active in every corner of the world, while vampires have disappeared, the victors of this war are the undead.

Ironically, although vampires have been classified as an undead race, most vampires are unwilling to acknowledge their undead identity and look down on the undead.

At the same time, vampires hold an extremely noble status among vampires, and are called True Ancestors by all vampires, probably because of the hierarchical suppression they derive from their bloodline.

The higher the level of the vampire, the stronger the suppression of lower-level vampires. This phenomenon also applies when facing other vampires.

It was probably because of the vampires' strange temperament that Death was very dissatisfied with them. After some research, Death created a race that could become stronger by constantly devouring flesh and blood, based on the vampires' structure.

That is a werewolf.

Unlike vampires, werewolves are enormous in size, have incredible defense, and can sense blood from a distance far greater than vampires. Perhaps because of their thirst for blood, werewolves often can't control themselves from attacking vampires whose flesh and blood are far superior to those of ordinary creatures.

Of course, this refers to high-level vampires. Low-level vampires or even blood slaves not only have blood filled with the smell of curses, but their flesh also seems to have been squeezed dry by the curses, and when you bite into it, it tastes like a charred tree trunk, dry and rotten.

It was these werewolves that worsened the relationship between vampires and death.

Later, perhaps because the race they created always started fighting each other before even engaging in battle with their enemies, Death commanded that undead vampires and werewolves must not attack each other.

Upon receiving this order, the vampires, who were already dissatisfied with Death, immediately objected and secretly switched sides to serve under a true vampire progenitor.

After lying dormant for more than a decade, the vampire progenitor ascended to the Blood God and collectively announced their defection.

Death was naturally furious when he found out. This time, the opponent was a god, and even if it was a newly born god, he had ample reason to take action. Who would have thought that the first thing the Blood God did after becoming a god was to curry favor with his own creator.

Now that's good, being protected by the god of misfortune and bad luck, even if Death wanted to take action, he couldn't do anything and could only swallow his anger.

However, while the Blood God could not be moved, the vampires could be. He ordered all his werewolves and undead creatures to attack the vampires, killing them one by one without giving any face to the Blood God or the ominous one.

Little did anyone expect that not long after His command was passed down, another piece of news that made God's blood pressure soar spread.

The werewolves collectively switched sides and went to work for the Moon Goddess...

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Chapter 10: I really didn't poison the cake!

"And then what happened?" Lu Qing asked Tang Yuanyi with great interest.

"And then?" Tang Yuanyi pursed her lips and said, "The story after that has nothing to do with the Grim Reaper, because not long after that, something happened that shocked all the gods."

After a pause, seeing that Lu Qing did not intend to interrupt her, Tang Yuanyi continued, "That is the famous Day of Lightfall."

"The sun disappeared from the sky for a full half month, plunging the whole world into darkness. The culprit behind all this was the God of Misfortune and Doom, who shattered the God of Light's divine status, causing his divine kingdom to fall from the celestial realm."

"No one knows how the God of Misfortune and Doom did it, but it is true that the legacy of the God of Light was taken by the God of Misfortune and Doom, and He recreated a brand new sun in the astral plane."

"Creating the sun? Can the god of misfortune and doom really do something like that?" Lu Qing asked with some surprise.

Although she had long known that the gods were extremely powerful, creating the sun... If it were the god of light, that would be one thing, but why was it the god of misfortune and doom who could create such a thing?

"This is just a way of putting it that mortals can understand," Tang Yuanyi explained to Lu Qing. "It can no longer be considered the sun; it just has a similar function."

"The newly created sun itself is extremely dim, containing the power of darkness, but its surface will emit a soft light, illuminating the world."

"Oh, right." Tang Yuanyi suddenly remembered something and said, "During the half month when the sun disappeared, the mysterious Moon Lady raised the moon high in the sky and used the moonlight to illuminate the earth, thereby gaining a large number of believers."

"And because she illuminated the darkness in a world without light, she gained a new legend and her strength greatly increased. However, after the new sun rose, she obediently returned to the night."

"I don't know if it's because of this action that Death thinks the Moon Lady has made some kind of deal with the ominous. Until now, He has not publicly expressed any hostility towards the Moon Lady, but has only used the pretext of eliminating traitors to have the undead creatures wipe out all vampires and werewolves."

"Undead creatures, vampires and werewolves?" Hearing Tang Yuanyi's words, Lu Qing couldn't help but recall the dream world event she had participated in.

"Um, are there headless horsemen among the undead?" Lu Qing asked Tang Yuanyi.

"Huh?" Tang Yuanyi didn't expect Lu Qing to ask such a question and didn't react for a moment.

“A headless horseman. There really was one.” Tang Yuanyi recalled for a moment, remembering the headless figure dressed in black armor and riding a tall skeletal warhorse.

"The Headless Horseman Quark, the most powerful legendary servant of Death, the leader of the Graybone Knights, and commander of thousands of undead knights."

"It's said that he's in charge of the extermination of vampires and werewolves, but I don't know the specifics, since I don't pay much attention to these kinds of things," Tang Yuanyi said somewhat uncertainly, recalling her distant memories.

She only paid attention to things related to believers of gods. She really didn't know anything about the undead knights under the Grim Reaper. In any case, to her, legendary creatures were nothing more than stubborn insects that she could kill with a single slap.

"The headless horseman, the one in charge of exterminating vampires and werewolves..." Lu Qing thought about it more and more and felt that it matched the information in her memory. Her expression became a little strange, and she asked again:

"Has that headless horseman disappeared for a period of time?!"

"How am I supposed to know?" Tang Yuanyi looked somewhat embarrassed.

How would she know where Death's men went? She hadn't paid any special attention to it. Besides...