Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

At the moment when the town under the red sky has not yet been occupied by evil spirits, somewhere in the corner of the town is filled with a carnival atmosphere like a festival.

The sound of clinking glasses appeared almost every five or six seconds, and from time to time, there were also voices of abuse that made people tremble after hearing it, and the targets of their insults were naturally the townspeople.

This is one of the strangest places in town, and the reason for that is that it has a quality that no other place has...

The man, who was much thinner than the others, pointed to the crystal beside the boy that was covered with dust, his squinted eyes revealed a completely different aura from the people around him.

"My primary target has always been you, William Andres. My absolute observation has been waiting for a long time for you to touch him."

Touching the smooth crystal, the Thief of Dreams laughed wildly. William, who was tied behind, stared at him steadfastly, and Kazuhiko Sato beside him was also clutching the cards, ready to move.

"You bastard, what do you want?"

"What do I want?"

After hearing this, the King of Pirates of Dreams suddenly widened his eyes and looked at William, with an expression of disbelief on his face. Pointing at William with his index finger, the Dream Thief King nodded thoughtfully, turned around and walked to a table, the Dream Thief sitting on both sides stood up one after another, waiting for the King of Thief to send instruct. They have been on the verge of moving for a long time, and the curvature of the corners of their mouths cannot conceal the turbulent surge in their hearts.

"The three of you are responsible for telling these two guests who don't understand the rules, what are the rules of our conduct."

The emotionless voice sounded so sinister and cunning in William's ears. When he raised his eyes, his hands were suddenly handcuffed by two shackles that pierced the floor and emerged out of nowhere. The shackles directly pulled him to the height of his feet off the ground. Sneered and touched away.

And when it was Sato Kazuhiko's turn, he raised his head, who had been slumped all the time, and just about to throw out a card, he hit his abdomen hard with a heavy fist. Obviously he saw that the puncher was a full five meters away from him, not even facing him, but facing the counter and gulping down beer. But this person has a strange tacit understanding with the King of Pirates of Dreams. When the King of Pirates of Dreams observes the moment, he expresses it through his eyes, and the man who is his executioner can understand it. Sato understood that in the Dream Thief's territory, he couldn't resist at all, so he simply held the cards tightly in the palm of his hand, allowing himself to be hanged to a high place.

"That's right. You guys have to be serious. This old fox is the owner of the absolute observation anyway, so 'every time' it's to the point where they can't move."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man who was fumbling for Sato's clothes dropped the cards on the floor, then took out a stick and slammed it on William's forehead. Take the stick, turn your head left and right to exercise the muscles in your neck. At this time, the girl sitting on the dining table with her legs crossed snapped her fingers, and four more chains bound the feet of William and Sato. A burst of cold touch squeezed through the fabric of the trouser legs and began to cling to the skin of their ankles. The two raised sticks hit William's right arm and Sato's left arm respectively, but William clearly felt different this time. , the moment the stick hit it was not only pain, but also a tingling that burned to the point of numbness. William gritted his teeth and looked at his arm, only to find that the place where it was hit was completely frozen. Is his controlling ability lowering the temperature of the object.... However, it has not been confirmed yet, the stick whose temperature has dropped to freezing point is like a sharp blade, cutting towards his legs, then the other arm, and finally pierced directly into it. the stomachs of the two.

Something is wrong...William thought to himself, if they kill themselves, they will come back to life four hours later...Although the place after resurrection is the position before death, the time is not exactly four hours, so killing them will definitely cause them to die. Leave room for them to escape. He didn't think Thief Dream King would intentionally leave a gap, nor could it be his negligence caused by carelessness.

The freezing temperature gradually spread to his whole body, and William felt his vision was blurred. He lowered his head weakly, and the blood gushing from his abdomen had frozen into ice, sticking to his long black coat. And his body is dissipating into blue particles, undoubtedly stepping into the abyss of death. However, the moment his consciousness fell, William found himself opening his eyes again——

He and Sato were sitting at the places where the crystal had sent them to. There is no trace of any wound on the body, whether it is the abdomen, arms or legs. The whole body is healthy to the extent that William feels weird. But he was undoubtedly dead just now, why did he sit on the ground? Even if he didn't die, the injury did exist, and it couldn't disappear out of thin air. Even the ruler with the healing ability here couldn't heal so quickly.

"Heizi, you've gone too far~ If you kill them so quickly every time, Tito won't be able to bear it."

The girl sitting at the dining table switched the positions of her crossed legs, hugged her barren right breast with her left hand, and stretched out an index finger with her right hand, seriously evaluating the "performance" of the young man called "Sunspot".

"Understood. I will definitely give Tito time to prepare."

William's eyes flicked over the young man and the young girl one after another, and finally landed on the old man who had not spoken but stood against the wall. At this time, he put down his "skinny" right hand and opened his eyes. William knew that the problem was definitely the old man, but he really didn't understand how this old man named "Tito" did it.

"Curious, aren't you? You should expect to be tortured to death, so that you have a chance to escape." The King of Pirates of Dreams seemed to have guessed his own thoughts. William's heart trembled slightly, and he saw King of Pirates of Dreams ordering on the table. The five fingers that had been knocked stopped, "But William, do you think my purpose is to keep you here. There will always be times when your companions find you, so I won't do this kind of thing that digs my own grave, you I also know what will happen one hour later. Naturally, I have a way to kill you completely, so I will invite you here with confidence. Tito has the control ability to skip the death time of others for four hours."

William suddenly understood what Thief Dream King meant. This Tito's ability to control must be limited, but according to the imposing manner of the King of Pirates, if death happens in front of his eyes, he is absolutely sure of the ability to control the time of death. Then, at the moment of killing William, Tito can skip time, allowing death to happen to him continuously and without intermission...

On the one hand, the four-hour death time is to make the ruler lose the advantage, but on the other hand, it also has the reason to give the dead ruler a buffer time-although from the perspective of the ruler himself, it seems that the resurrection is in one It happened in an instant, but during these four real hours, the Dominator's collapsed emotions would be calmed down, they just forgot the four hours of unconsciousness on the desolate star. In this way, the barren star seems to exist to heal the ruler's spirit. As for healing the spirits of the rulers, whether it is to push them back to the more painful abyss between the dreams, let's not mention it for the time being.

If they are deprived of the right to buffer time, William and Sato will undoubtedly be overwhelmed and reach the end of their lives, that is to say, they will really die. Originally, when the number of rulers died in the dream reached a certain amount, the spirit would also become unusable, which was equivalent to death. But not without a solution—

"If you're thinking about returning to reality to calm yourself down, I'm afraid it won't work." The Thief of Dreams sneered, and deliberately put his face next to William's ear, bringing William into a desperate situation again. "This is called the Colosseum between dreams, and it is the place where the rulers are imprisoned. The rulers cannot return to reality here, as long as they don't leave here, they will be imprisoned in the dream forever."

The sentences he uttered word by word without emotion, each word seemed like a nail stuck in his heart. William felt a slight tremor on the back of his hand. It's not trembling out of fear, it's trembling caused by being implicated in the outside world. William quickly looked at Sato, and found that his expression was full of fear - it was the tremor of Sato's trembling arm clinging to his hand.

Apparently, Sato also realized that what he was about to face was hell, a death of endless reincarnation that no one with a strong will could bear. Thieves Dream King would tell them this matter, nothing more than to let himself accept that he would die in his hands as soon as possible, so that he would fall into a desperate state of mind. Once the spirit is desperate, it will become weak, and the number of times it can withstand continuous death will also be greatly reduced.

Even though both of them knew that they had to cheer up, otherwise they would only fall into a more critical situation, but William and Sato couldn't control their thinking so easily.

"Okay. The truth has been revealed to you. I even told you the way to kill the Dominator kindly." The Dream Thief clapped his palms easily, and the Dream Thieves used this as an order to approach the two of them. , "Then, from now on, you should also behave well, right? Please hold the pain and despair, and run to the real death as fast as possible."