When I returned to my dream, Dad Hook's expression was extremely ugly. And the originally vast and boundless and deserted space was filled with thick smoke.

In the thick smoke, a sudden gray cloud was rising, and there was a medium-sized cloud of clouds. In my ears, I seemed to hear a blur, a sound like music coming from the clouds, like a hymn chant accompanied by a crazy chant of praise and shouting loudly.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly purple darkness emerged from the gradually deepening smoke in the dream like a ghost. A powerful but invisible force, like a tide, swept down from the clouds with an indescribable stench, shaking the original primitive dream that was already stable, was almost unable to gain a foothold.

But after this fluctuation, I was sure that something terrible left the world. The feeling of abnormality that was so strong that it could not be seen in the sky suddenly pulled away from the space. In the gradually dissipating smoke, a figure staggered out of the obstacle, his face as gloomy as the sky before the summer rainstorm came.

"Dad Hook, what happened here?!" I asked quickly. This familiar smoke brought me a bad guess.

Dad Hook's face turned pale, and his old face, which was already full of unhappiness, was written with anger layer by layer.

He gritted his teeth and said, "As you can see, the 'God of Thousand Faces' has been here..."

My heart tightened. If even the door of Dreamland could not stop the invasion of the "Thousand-Faced God", it would prove that our previous efforts were insignificant. If necessary, he could invade every corner of the world without any restrictions.

"His it his previous behavior that he discovered? If we had known it, we would have been resurrected before him..." I said in annoyance.

But Dad Hook's expression was even more gloomy: "It has nothing to do with you. This old bastard, Yorkson...has something conspiracy behind the scenes! I knew this guy was uneasy!"

I asked quickly, "You said Old Yorkson? Didn't he be seriously injured and still recovering? What did he do secretly?"

Dad Hook said: "It's him! I have confirmed all the time that since you traveled through time, the mastermind behind the old bastard has been secretly contacted by the old bastard! Your arrival and your subsequent encounters are driven by their conspiracy!"

I was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Dad Hook, I'm not doubting your speculation... But in front of the 'Thousand Faces God', we seem to have only the choice to be used..."

Speaking of this, Dad Hook fell into silence for the first time and was not furious because I defended Old Yorkson. If he had any possibility of selfishness before, then for the supervision over the past period, Dad Hook could be sure that he had not had any intersection with the "God of Thousand Faces" before this.

Everything seems to really start with my time travel.

"Dad, what is the 'Thousand Face God's coming here for? It's not that I'm here to pay our wages, right?" I asked with a wry smile.

Dad Hook looked at me for a long time before he spoke, "He came here to express two meanings. The first is to prevent you from entering this parallel world. The performance led by He has entered a new scene. If you are disturbed by you, all you will get is destruction."

I smiled slightly at this threatening statement, "It seems that we scattered people have put a lot of pressure on him."

Dad Hook glanced at me and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't be proud of your bold behavior here. If this kid Rhode hadn't helped you, you would have been wiped out long ago."

"Oh...what does he mean the other way?"

"He said you have the mark of chaos on you, and the anchor of reality has already ringed the bell, and this is just the beginning of returning to chaos."

Dad Hook finished this sentence slowly, looked at me with a sharp look, pointed at me and said, "The King of Thousand Faces did not directly erase your existence. It seems that it is because of the imprint of the 'final disaster' on you. You have achieved time travel through the 'final disaster', which makes him unwilling to touch it easily. But the second sentence..."

I suddenly recalled the nameless weapon manuscript.

This time, only two of them were used. One was to go to the wrong script's "Yang Electronic Cannon". In practice, this thing can destroy the cage that is trapped in the locked state and awaken these terrible things. If someone abuses its destructive power, it may cause the world to be riddled with holes and attract countless evil eyes to spy on it.

The second is the reality stability anchor. This weapon has had an amazing effect, preventing the "Deep Sea Catastrophe" from distorting and alienating this space, and even more severely damaged the deep diving players.

But with the sinister intentions of "The God of Thousand Faces", how could it be possible to sneak a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill into the poison? There must be an unspeakable purpose here.

From this sentence, I even guess whether the many plots laid out by the "God of Thousand Faces" are to let us take the initiative to use the real and stable anchor...

This is like a shopping mall discount trick. When the price and type are the same, a discounted product is placed in a bunch of original price goods. Then, driven by human nature of profit-seeking, the best one selling is definitely the discounted product.

This feeling of not being able to detect in advance and only finding deep into the trap afterwards is exactly the favorite way of doing things by the "God of Thousand Faces"!

"There is a problem with the reality stability anchor!" I said gritting my teeth.

Dad Hook said mercilessly, "You have to be fooled before you learn from the lesson? Then if you suffer another hundred years of losses, you can be called an intellectually sound person."

“…Can you give me some face?”

The old man retorted bluntly: "Then do you want face or death?"

"...It's so deadly. Hey hey, have I found the way home? I've been wandering there for half a month. Could it be that you haven't found a way yet?" I quickly changed the subject.

Dad Hook sighed: "It was already a bit reluctant for this old bastard, who was injured in the spirit of Yorkson, and wanted to use the power of the 'final disaster' to travel through time. And just now, the 'Thousand Faces God' seemed to hate you very much, and came to disturb the connection between the Dream Gate and the real world..."

"Now there is no way to re-ancho the space or teleport it. You can only send you back to the planet where reality is entangled."

"...You mean I have to keep going back to be a savage?" I asked in a collapse.

Dad Hook nodded: "Well, you summarized it very appropriately."

When I heard this, I immediately rolled on the spot and said viciously: "Don't think about it! If you can't come up with a charter today, I will never go back even if I sit in a dream for the rest of my life. Then I will make the sound of ghost songs in my mind the maximum, and broadcast "Drunk Butterfly" for you every day!"

When Dad Hook saw my expression, he felt that what I was talking about was really bad, and he might be afraid of the mental pollution that I was releasing all the time, so he hurriedly said.

"Don't worry, there is no way. The current problem is mainly that we cannot anchor the location of the Ore Town when we are disturbed..."

Dad Hook kept rolling his eyes, "It's better to go back and find other solutions first, than to wait here. If Old Yorkson wakes up during this period, your chances will be even greater!"

This old bastard...

"Send me back."

I said expressionlessly.

Dad Hook was overjoyed: "You are fooled by this simple... no, you are so simple and you are open-minded?"

I gritted my teeth and looked at him, jumping out from the gaps of my teeth.
Chapter completed!