Dragons cling to the ceiling, dragons cling to the walls, and dragons gather on the shore around the sunken magic circle. They are about to disappear and then appear again.
No one has experienced a reboot, and what Mo Dong said may not be true. But now no one can raise objections.
After the preparation is completed and the time is right, the three-color dragon enters three positions and locks. The Return to Illusion Source Pillar stopped rotating, and each of the three sides of the pyramid faced the face of a dragon. The densely packed symbols were like a string of ignited kerosene, lighting up in sequence - without any omissions or mistakes, but at an extremely fast speed.
The light was radiated one after another, pushing the dust in the air all the way to the top of the hall, where firefly-sized bright spots slid across it, stretching on the high ceiling, like colorful, constantly pulsing mushrooms growing out of the dark gray barren land. .
Soon, the flower of energy bloomed to its last petal and became extremely full. After a flash, the color began to spread rapidly like a surge of algae in the sea. The triangular formation under Moroje River and the cylinder in front of him were as bright as silver, while the surroundings of Bolozir were covered in dark green. The energy lines around Anti-Bone Dragon Modong naturally had the same color as his body, becoming pitch black.
"It's really about to begin. This time it's for real!"
Ke Qier stood on the edge of the magic circle and shouted, stretching his head, feeling extremely excited - it was indeed worth getting excited, the angel's emotions would not diminish due to experience. Behind him are dense black dragons.
The silver dragon Moro Yelifu, the green dragon Borozil, and the black dragon Modon prayed in unison, reciting a long and difficult prayer, including many syllables that only the dragon's throat can pronounce - this is quite difficult. In this link, the blurring of any word will make the entire ceremony in vain, but under the control of the hive consciousness, it has become the simplest link.
Yicha stood between the two triangle formations and watched carefully. Other black dragons neatly walked down from the side and joined the formation to make up enough numbers for each triangle formation. They also opened their throats and joined in the prayers in a strict manner.
The prayer was repeated for the third time, and the majestic chorus echoed in the hall, forming a powerful field of faith. The returning illusory source pillar continues to shine and disappear.
Yicha spread his wings and flew up, a little higher than the top of the source pillar.
From this angle, you can see the side of the source column downwards, and from a slightly higher level, you can look straight through the transparent inside of the source column to the other side. Looking down, you can just see the golden light on Moro Yelifu's forehead.
He estimated the time in his mind.
The Dream Cradle is originally a flexible plane. The Sorrow of Broken Dreams has emptied out the content, and the departure of giants and djinn has reduced the skeleton. Now that the remaining volume of the entire plane is less than one-tenth of the original volume, the restart time will naturally be much shorter than what Modon told them - this must not be ignored.
One, two, three...nine full energy lines emanated from the central axis of the source pillar, stretched rapidly in nine directions, and soon penetrated the wall, and will meet at the other end.
The restart will be divided into two phases at this moment: full shutdown and initial germination.
The shutdown will spread from the other end of the confluence to the center of the Source Pillar, destroying everything related to the dragon on the way. Germination is the opposite.
"Have you found the fulcrum of reality?" Ke Qier flew behind him at some point.
"Not completely sure." Yi Cha replied, "Let's give it a try."
The important thing is which side is the dream. Which side is true.
Is everything a dream?
He never stopped thinking about it.
Coming to the Dreamer's Cradle, a wise mind should always keep this issue in mind.
Maybe he had fallen asleep on the edge of the Dreamer's cradle, or maybe he hadn't woken up since the first night he came to Doshikadong. All his experiences were dreams and the dragon's joke. Or it's another kind of joke - Moro Yelifu knows Taliliqi, and it's entirely possible that the great life master wants to give him a long-lost education.
Even though he denied the above two possibilities after several confirmations, it is undeniable that the dragon's dream is mysterious and powerful, and one thing can be true and the next thing false.
(Using "fake" to describe dreams is undoubtedly blasphemy against the dragon, but who calls him a devil?)
In fact, he spent a lot of time, made many extraordinary attempts, and used classification methods many times to determine whether many things were true or false.
His body is real because he continually consumes it to its limit and discovers that the limit does exist and that replenishment makes sense;
His vision that can be flexibly switched is real; the Sorrow of Broken Dreams is real, because every move of Morojerifo Nigelfager is real; Morojerifo, Modon, and Borozir, Yamaan is real. He has had a lot of irreversible interactions with each of the dragons, and this change in the total amount of information is completely different from the knowing mechanism in dreams. Besides, Nesis helps him judge, if There is something unusual in it, and he will definitely find it - maybe he will.
The djinn and giants were real, his interactions with them were real, and their migrations were real because he had the special observer Duma to corroborate the facts. The Shadow Demon is the darkest of the dark creatures, and will appear in a terrifying form in a highly obscured environment like dreams - but he does not.
Ke Qier was real, and he had to spend a lot of energy to confirm this, because the angel refused to come in various ways, and then appeared at the door of his room without any reason.
Fortunately, he finally decided.
The things he wants to know that are objectively unknowable are true.
Many things are real objects. After all, the tragedy of broken dreams did happen in reality, and there were not many remaining dreams.
But some things are dreams.
For example, the fourth side of the Return to Fantasy Source Pillar and the fourth triangle formation. Of course, now he knew that it was the Lamp of Confusion, that it was indeed a concrete dream.
But there are still some things that are dreams - in this plane that is blessed with dreams, in the weakest hall of the realm of dreams and reality, they are so embodied that you can't even capture many traces with energy vision.
He cannot judge the dream reality of things in the hall, and this is very important - everything in the dream or owned by the dragon will stop and return to zero when restarted, but things in reality will not.
Yi Cha quickly gave up his original approach.
“We have to find a fulcrum of reality,” he told Kircher, between those bluff negotiations and time-delaying interactions.
Keqier now came to ask him.
"Where?" Ke Qier asked.
"Outside. One-way, don't get me wrong." Yi Cha pointed at the Guihuan Source Pillar.
"Why?"
"Dreams can't see reality. Reality can perceive dreams. That's the biggest difference. So that thing that can't be seen from one side is the fulcrum of reality."
"Ah... So, the inside of that pillar is a dream?"
Yi Cha didn't answer. He was still thinking about it.
The nine outward-stretching light streams trembled, doubling in brightness. It seems to have merged.
