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Lucian chuckled. Although he was a "prisoner" at this moment, his expression was calm and natural, and his body was very relaxed, as if he was the winner at this moment, looking down on the maid in front of him.

"I'm curious. The ability to weave dreams should be a unique ability of dream creatures, right? Why do you also master this ability, and even weave multiple dreams that are nested one by one? Well, counting the first dream, this is the third dream now, right?"

The maid's gray eyes showed no emotion, but her sitting posture was stiff at this time, obviously affected by Lucian's words.

"Can I understand that... you are provoking?" The maid paused for a moment, and then asked in the same unhurried tone as before, like a parent calmly educating his ignorant child.

"Maybe." Lucian tilted his head. "Maybe in the outside world, I would be afraid of you, but in the real world, maybe you are the real prisoner."

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"The pressure and oppression I just experienced did not come from you, but from my inner emotions. You just induced them through some scenes and amplified them with your talent, so as to match the external visual impact and give me a strong secondary suggestion."

"To describe it in one word, you are playing tricks, um... Although you are indeed a god." Lucian sneered. He looked at the maid with gray eyes, leaned forward slightly, and a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You are afraid."

The maid was silent, and no emotion could be seen in her gray eyes.

Then, she raised her head, and the corner of her mouth was abruptly raised into a huge arc, and even under this arc of smile, her face shape became slightly distorted. "Interesting."

"Interesting."

She murmured again, then looked at Lucian and smiled, "I find that I really admire you now. Come to our Chaos camp. I am willing to recommend you as the 'Son of Chaos' and give you my only God's Chosen spot."

"You should know that becoming a Chaos Son is somewhat similar to becoming the 'core seed' of your wizard world. There is more than a 90% chance of being promoted to the 'Servant of Chaos' level, which is the so-called divine realm."

The maid smiled, "And if you add my God's Chosen status and the full help of me, the Chaos Servant, your chances of being promoted to the Son of Chaos are extremely high."

"I am just stating the facts, and I have not used any special abilities to amplify your desires. After all, in some cases, emotions can dominate for a while, but the inner choice is the most critical, isn't it?"

After speaking, she folded her hands in front of her, and then calmly waited for Lucian's role. Although the smile on the corner of her mouth was restrained for a while, it still existed, and there was still a hint of grace on her face.

"Sorry, I refuse." Lucian glanced at the maid being controlled by the goblin priest and shook his head gently.

The maid opened her eyes, and a hint of anger seemed to flash across her gray eyes, but then she just looked at Lucian deeply. "Very good."

Boom--

The next moment, everything inside the room was shattered again. After a slight blur in his consciousness, Lucian came to a new environment.

"Is this a dream... or reality?" After experiencing three dreams in a row, Lucian's understanding of the boundary between fantasy and reality has become a little blurred. He shook his head, trying to see his current situation clearly.

"Hmm?" Lucian looked up and saw a "tower" not far away. The shape was exactly the same as the tower Lucian had just seen in his dream, but there was a difference in that the eyeball hanging on the top of the tower was in a closed state at this time, with only a slight gap. From the inside of the gap, there was an extremely fine gray airflow slowly emerging.

"I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly." The judge's paper figurine flew over, with a hint of surprise in her voice, and her tone seemed to be closer.

Lucian subconsciously tensed his body, fearing that this was another dream woven by the goblin priest.

"It seems that you have experienced a lot in your dream." The judge's paper figurine noticed Lucian's vigilance, and it retreated a distance from Lucian.

"It is a bit troublesome." Lucian nodded gently, while controlling his emotions, trying to keep himself in a state of neither sadness nor joy, fearing that this was another trap carefully constructed to guide his emotions.

"Hehehe..." The mouth of the judge's paper figurine, which was drawn with a line, could not open and close, but a burst of laughter came out. "It's easy to verify whether you are in a dream. Just check if the ink on your body is still there."

"So simple?" Lucian was skeptical, but he didn't do what the judge said. Instead, he looked at the twisted and weird tower in front of him. "Where is this tower built? I feel like there shouldn't be enough space in the Mondok family to build such a conspicuous building, right?"

"The power of distortion can not only be used to distort emotions, but if He is willing to pay a sufficient price, it can distort dreams, space, and even affect part of time. For example, in your dream just now, it should feel like a long time has passed, right? But in fact, your sleep just now lasted less than ten seconds."

The judge's voice was calm, "It's just that under the dual distortion of dreams and time, your time was distorted at that moment. And the space we are in now should also be a distorted space somewhere... You can understand it as... separating a large bubble into a small bubble."

"Just like making a space device?"

"Almost." The judge nodded lightly, looking at the tower with a hint of vigilance. "But it's more difficult to deal with, after all, the power of distortion only acts on us..."

He was about to continue to say something, but suddenly his words stopped, and at the same time, a force wrapped Lucian and the sleeping warrior, pulling them to dodge to the side.

Bang——

An extremely majestic "mountain" fell down, completely covering the place where Lucian and his friends were originally. The airflow caused by the fall made Lucian feel a little uncomfortable, and he had to cast some witchcraft to help himself adjust his state.

When the mountain revealed its true appearance, Lucian couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Because this extremely huge object was shaped like a pacifier, and even on one side of the pacifier, you could see sticky baby saliva.