Chapter 44: Is the Source Quality Becoming Sentient?

The powers of Sleep and Fear surged forth, transforming into pure darkness; everything was silently being destroyed and fading away.

This was the Authority of the Goddess.

The Nightmare Dragon woke up with a start, but His mental state slid toward the Abyss for the third time, and the Goddess of Misfortune seized the opportunity—no matter how powerful the "Pacify" or "mental treatment," He could no longer be saved!

Psh!

The power of the Goddess completely seeped into the Nightmare Dragon's draconic body.

A hint of a smile appeared on the face of the Goddess of Misfortune within the mist, and she nodded slightly, her slender fingers snapping.

Snap!

The Nightmare Dragon's massive body turned into a simple sketch and was easily erased by an eraser.

This time, He had no power to resist and was sent to the Hidden World, which was the Goddess's private domain.

The figure of the Goddess of Misfortune disappeared for quite some time, entering the Hidden World to perform the final processing.

When the Hidden Angel appeared, all the darkness vanished.

A chaotic and indescribable aura emerged, severing something conceptual.

The Hidden Angel looked into the distance, looking beyond the Hidden blockade.

Sasriel, holding the Blasphemy Slate, stood on a shrub-covered hill and nodded gently toward the Hidden Angel.

The Hidden Angel nodded in response, turned, and left, drifting and flickering as He moved further and further away until His figure completely disappeared at the end of the horizon.

His mission was complete.

Sasriel withdrew His gaze and looked at the Dragon beneath His feet.

This was not a Mind Dragon, but a Dragon of Wisdom.

He did not have the scales that existed between reality and illusion like a Mind Dragon, nor did He have the mysterious patterns that drove people mad.

Instead, He had many brass-colored patterns, some resembling eyes and others resembling books, flickering with the light unique to wisdom.

He was also special among the Dragon Race.

He had keenly discovered the anomaly of the Hidden and sensed that something was happening, so He had sought it out, just happening to run into Sasriel, who was preventing accidents here.

And the Hidden Angel's ability to easily locate the Nightmare Dragon in the Collective Subconscious Ocean naturally came from His assistance.

"Dragon of Wisdom Herabogen, where is your wisdom?"

Sasriel tapped the Blasphemy Slate with His finger, then looked at this Dragon of Wisdom and smiled gently.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the Dragon of Imagination, who was hiding in the Collective Subconscious Sea of the city-state humans behind Chumen, let out a terrifying dragon roar.

All humans or Angels who heard this dragon roar fell into a state of distraction, as if they had forgotten themselves.

Even Chumen himself was mentally deranged and scattered, barely able to focus any attention!

Hum... A protection of divine power slowly drifted out, gently smoothing away the tragic consequences of the Dragon of Imagination's roar.

"You stupid dragon, you want to ambush me too?!" A blazing bolt of lightning turned into a spear and was thrown by the Elf King.

Sunlight also bloomed here, and the sea of sunlight covered the Collective Subconscious Sea.

The Dragon of Imagination had just been watching this God War from afar, but in the eyes of the two fighting gods, that roar was already a declaration of participation!

The attacks of the Elf King and the Ancient Sun God landed on the Dragon of Imagination instantly.

"Roar!" The Dragon of Imagination had no intention of fighting these two at all and returned to the City of Miracles at the fastest speed.

And the escape of the Dragon of Imagination also made it impossible for the battle between the Ancient Sun God and the Elf King to continue, leaving it at that.

Since knowing that the Dragon of Imagination was watching from the sidelines, both sides tacitly agreed not to escalate the conflict to the highest level, and both sides took a step back.

And the Dragon of Imagination, who had returned to the City of Miracles, was exuding an aura of tyranny and madness; if one did not see the body of this dragon, one would have the feeling that an Elf Tyrant had descended.

"Where is Alesuhode?!" The cold voice of the Dragon of Imagination rang in the hearts of all the dragons in the City of Miracles.

Many dragons were mad and out of control; those were dragons with mixed Characteristics in their bodies, and they had been able to move freely before because the Dragon of Imagination had pacified their madness for them.

But now, the tyrannical side of the Dragon of Imagination was revealed, even wanting to imitate the Destruction Demon Wolf to kill these descendants!

"Herabogen!" The gaze of the Dragon of Imagination fell on the subordinate god beside Him.

The Dragon of Wisdom was suppressed and fell directly from the stone pillar, His own mental state falling into Frenzy, infinitely close to losing control.

After a long time, the Dragon of Wisdom finally recovered and looked up at the still-furious Dragon of Imagination.

"Alesuhode went out to the Nightmare City..."

"After that, everything was Hidden, and the Nightmare City also completely disappeared." The Dragon of Wisdom's body trembled involuntarily.

"..." The Dragon of Imagination closed His eyes, His whole body exuding a tyrannical and crazy aura, and the Storm of the mind was projected directly into Reality, making all the dragons miserable, yet they could not even let out a painful roar.

I don't know how much time passed, perhaps half a day, when the Storm projected by the Dragon of Imagination's mind began to subside, and the situation of the dragons improved a lot; at the very least, they didn't need to worry about losing control completely.

"Very well!" The Dragon of Imagination seemed to have figured everything out, His eyes icy and indescribable, flashing with a fierce light.

"Ariehog, Xienhog..." The Dragon of Imagination spoke, naming these Sequence 2 dragons of the Dragon Pathway to enter the Shenshen.

These dragons dared not disobey, and "Dragon of Wisdom" Herabogen did not need to participate because His Pathway was different.

It was just that Herabogen and the other dragons who were not named dared not move and could only wait.

When the Red Moon hung high, those dragons finally walked out of the Shenshen; they had no abnormalities and were still those same dragons.

But Herabogen, who was lying on the ground, was trembling, and it was a long time before He climbed up from the ground and returned to His palace.

"The Elves and the Sun didn't suffer much loss." Standing on the coastline, watching the Queen of Calamity disappear completely, Chumen twitched the corner of his mouth, "Instead, the Dragon of Imagination who was watching the show suffered the greatest loss."

The lightning and sunlight in the sky had also completely dissipated.

"Oh, and the Giants."

"The Giants who initiated the God War became spectators, staring at the Phoenix."

"And the Demon Monarch, who is still wandering near the Abyss, not daring to come out."

Perhaps the death of the Destruction Demon Wolf and other Ancient Gods shocked this Demon Monarch; he is still continuing his plan to drag the world into the Abyss, but he has become far too cautious.

"Dream is still Dream, but it seems somewhat abnormal as well..."

With a complex expression, he flipped open the fourth page of the Dream Book; that was the third branch of Authority he had not yet fully summarized.

When the Elf King's gaze fell upon him, the Dream Book had a momentary state of eruption, something he had never seen before.

And that instant also seemed to let him see something much deeper.

He... or he, or even it, perhaps is not human.

"Do I count as a Source Quality that has gained sentience?" This is a very serious question, concerning Chumen's self-definition.