Greece brings evildoers

After passing through a thin film-like obstacle, Lorne suddenly emerged from the ocean as if after a deep dive, and the scenery in front of him was completely new.

The clear sky was high and the sun was clear, the fishy and salty sea breeze blew slowly, the fine sand under his feet felt soft, and the sea water in the distance piled up snow-white waves...

Everything, vision, smell, taste, touch, and hearing were almost the same as the real world.

This dream is too real, right?

Standing in front of the beach, Lorne scooped up the sea water mixed with fine sand from his feet, looked at it again and again, and still couldn't tell the truth from the false, and felt incredible in his heart.

But what's the point of trying so hard to create these?

Just when Lorne was confused, the originally clear sea surface was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

"Roar!!!"

Accompanied by a roar that shook the sky, the sea surged violently, and heads that looked like lions, leopards, cows, or wild boars emerged in the dark clouds, causing fierce winds and waves.

Lorne looked at the terrifying shadow that covered the sky and the sun on the sea, and his heart was pounding.

Typhon?

Why is this thing here too!

In the surging dark clouds, hundreds of beasts gathered, and their shapes were all there. And as the roar intensified, tens of millions of poisonous snakes transformed from ether coiled around the ferocious beast heads, covering the entire sky. At the same time, the lower half of the snake swam from the sea to the land.

Wherever it passed, huge waves rolled and the ground sank. The dripping poisonous saliva broke trees and melted through rocks. The peaks on several islands were splashed with filth, and as the mountains collapsed and shattered, billowing smoke and flames gushed out.

As if the real power of God was suppressing the suffocating feeling to the extreme, Luo En's heartbeat slowed down half a beat, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It seemed, is it true?

"Young man, the typhoon is coming, what are you doing on the beach, why don't you hurry back to the city with me to take shelter!"

Just as Luo En was in a mess, an old man dressed as a fisherman came up and patted him on the shoulder, kindly reminding him.

"Typhoon?"

Luo En was stunned, raised his hand and pointed at the terrifying demon ancestor with a hundred-meter snake body and a hundred monster heads in the sea, and asked in astonishment.

"What are you talking about?"

"Yes. You have grown up so big, haven't you even seen a typhoon?"

The old man also glanced at Luo En in front of him in surprise, and then found that the surging sea water was about to submerge his knees. Without saying anything more, he grabbed the other's arm and ran straight to a city in the distance.

"Don't talk so much, follow me into the city to hide first!"

Lorne was dragged along in a daze, and finally followed the crowds from all directions into the city before the city gates were closed.

With the protection of the high walls, the strong wind blowing from the sea was easily blocked out.

"The weather these days is really weird, either thundering or raining."

"There are a lot more typhoons, and we can't go out to sea to fish."

"The mountains are not peaceful either, either volcanic eruptions or landslides."

"There are even more bizarre things, the ground suddenly cracked while walking, and I don't know what happened..."

Noisy discussions came from all around, and the people who rushed into the city to avoid the typhoon couldn't help complaining, and a gray-black breath escaped from them and gathered over the city.

But then, golden-black butterflies flew down from the clouds, flapped their wings over the city, and sprinkled patches of colorful phosphorus powder.

Suddenly, the people who were originally a little restless calmed down again, with optimistic and open-minded smiles on their faces.

"The fields are just short of water, and it's a good thing to rain!"

"It's just a typhoon, nothing big."

"Volcanic eruptions are common. When the eruption stops, the volcanic ash can be used as compost."

In a positive atmosphere, Loen looked at the smiling faces and couldn't help but think of the residents in the Elysee Garden.

Now, he probably understands where the smiles on the faces of those residents come from.

But why do they have to maintain their positive and full emotions in dreams?

"Roar~~"

At this time, an unwilling roar came from the sea, and a large piece of dark clouds gradually dissipated. The Typhon hidden in it was exposed to the sun, and it disintegrated like a bubble and became invisible.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Loen was thoughtful, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the mountains and plains outside the city.

These blocks are very strange, like giants covered with weeds, buried in the soil, and falling into sleep.

Loen looked at the mountain range with the appearance of a giant, and asked the people around him casually.

"Why is that mountain like a human? It's so strange."

"You mean Mount Iapatos? It has always been like this."

The resident of the dream answered casually, as if it was a matter of course.

Loen's eyes flickered when he heard it.

Iapatos, the soul and prophecy Titan among the twelve Titans, the loser in the last war of gods, and the cellmate of the second generation of God King Kronos in Tartarus Hell.

Then, Loen looked at several human-like areas in the distance and continued to ask.

"What is that place?"

"The Hill of Kronos is very suitable for growing crops."

"What's in front?"

"The Crius Wasteland."

Listening to the unthinking answers of several dream residents, Loen muttered to himself.

Well, it seems that the other two Titans who were waiting in the cell have also been found.

Afterwards, Loen constantly asked around and got the names such as Koos Star Region, Rhea Plain, Sea of ​​Thesis, etc. from the dream residents around him.

After the chat, Loen, standing on the street, looked at the smiling dream residents, walked out of the city-state, and continued to enjoy their own lives.

What he saw and heard in this dream reminded him of a story called "The Dream of a Thousand Cats".

The story tells of a purebred Siamese cat, who summoned many cats to give speeches everywhere. It gave birth to many kittens with a wild cat, and these hybrid kittens were put into bags by its male owner and thrown into the lake and drowned. The Siamese cat was confused and frightened, and then it fell asleep.

In its dream, the Siamese cat entered the cave of Morpheus, the lord of dreams. Morpheus told it that the world was originally ruled by huge cats, humans would serve cats, and many cats also hunted humans for food.

As a result, one day, the lower-ranking humans betrayed the cats. They knew that if everyone had the same dream, reality could be changed. So all humans had the same dream, which was the reality that humans were in a dominant position, so the world became a world where humans were in a dominant position, and cats became pets of humans.

The purpose of this Siamese cat's speeches everywhere was to let all cats dream of cats ruling the world and take back the reality changed by humans.

The "thousand cats" in the dream of a thousand cats represent cats of various shapes and colors. Each cat has its own unique characteristics and personality, which symbolizes that every individual in the world is unique and has infinite possibilities. And "dreams" represent people's curiosity and exploration of the unknown world, as well as their infinite imagination of the future.

If a thousand cats have the same dream, their common consciousness can shape their own gods, and even change reality, allowing cats to rule people.

In this story, the collective belief/consciousness of sentient life in the entire universe creates "existence".

——I think, therefore I am.

So, what if a group of pure and flawless demigods, nymphs, and humans with stronger spiritual power jointly dream that some gods do not exist?

The answer is that these gods will be [forgotten] and [erased].

It is true that the God King and the Lord God are immortal and cannot be killed easily. Imprisonment in Tartarus can only trap them.

But if at this time, the [Real Dream] woven by the group together denies their existence, their self-consciousness will gradually be worn out by the new concept shaped by the group consciousness, and only the [Immortal] body will be left to fill the laws of the world.

This is the [Eternal Sleep] of the Gods.

In the Titan War, the Olympian gods relied on the power of faith to obtain new priesthood and defeat the ancient old gods.

Today, the [Reality] fabricated by dreams in the Elysee Paradise can also become the guillotine for those old gods!