Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

As if the boundless paleness disappeared from the other side of the field of vision, the patchwork of clocks pieced together into a strange scene instead of the previous scene came into view.

Two figures appeared in the center of the clock, and were then separated by the pointer, standing in front of their corresponding numbers.

"Finally... back..."

The girl on No. 9 breathed a sigh of relief, and the black pointed hat slid down due to the movement of her head. She hurriedly caught the pointed hat that fell, and looked at the position of number 10, only to see his dream maker bowing to him and disappearing behind him.

Charte looked very disappointed, and she also wanted to go to comfort him. However, those who are less than 12 people are not free yet, even if they are now in the cracks of dreams, they have no right to move freely beyond the limited range.

"Elus, have you guys gone to the dream world of the newcomer?"

Suddenly, a voice broke into the silence between the two, and the girl called Elus put on the pointed hat again, and looked at the position of No. 1. With a smile of unknown meaning, the uncle spit out a smoke ring.

Chart seemed to hate the smell of smoke very much, and waved his hand to disperse the smoke. The action seems to be done deliberately for No. 1 to see.

"Ah...this..."

"Why don't you bring me with you? Could it be... You guys want to make things difficult for him?"

Elus hurriedly staggered the gaze that was looking directly at No. 1, and looked elsewhere.

"I was right."

Watching the irritating smile on No. 1's face, Chart gave him a hard look.

Knowing that he had lost the battle, No. 1 simply stared at him, waiting for him to speak.

"William...! You already knew we would go to the dreamland on the 11th, right?!"

There was a hint of hostility in Charter's narrowed eyes, and he clearly didn't have a questioning tone.

When he saw William standing here, he decided the answer in his heart. He definitely knew it, but he didn't stop it.

He thought that William used him as a toy to make fun of, so naturally it was impossible to have any friendly attitude towards him.

In the eyes, there is only hatred.

William hooked his fingers, letting the pipe float to his mouth and being picked up by him. He looked at Chart, who was doing things without thinking, as before, and gently exhaled thick white smoke.

Even though he is dressed as a detective, his essence is not related to a detective, and he does not have the intelligence of a detective. Dreams will only bring people's image closer to what they expected, and will not change the substance.

Chart ignored William no longer, and thought about the experience just now.

Of course, he also wanted to return to his dreamland earlier, but he couldn't use the World Gate everywhere, so he could only wait for his dreamland to find him.

On the other side, what happened just now made Elus feel a strange sense of excitement that tended to be fearful.

She kept rubbing the staff in her hand, and the magic power released caused the staff to melt like ice at high temperature, and soon re-frozen.

She understood that this young man was not as pure as he himself.

It was No. 7 who invited him to join this game. She must have her own considerations.

At first it was really difficult to explain, but after seeing the dream maker No. 11, those unsolvable and numerous traps, as well as the dream guards with different levels, can be easily explained, which is the powerful creation of the dream maker himself. The extraordinaryness of his dreams.

Why is he the only one who has such a powerful dream maker?

Elus's shoulders trembled at the thought of this, and she was startled to feel her blatant envy at this moment, so she couldn't help but clenched her staff tightly.

At least she didn't show it in front of No. 11, she thought.

"Perhaps...he himself is indeed innocent, and he is not pretending to be stupid."

Charte next to him unintentionally read out the result of his own thinking. This is his habit, he will always say what he thinks unconsciously.

William sneered as if he heard something ridiculous.

"Excessive childishness will destroy you, Chart."

"What do you mean? Sarcasm me?"

At this moment, Chalt felt that the other party's cigarette smell was getting stronger and stronger towards him.

"Based on guesswork without evidence, you went to other people's dreams to make a fuss, and now you have fled back in a hurry. What is it if you are not childish?"

"Don't judge me like a bystander, what do you know about me?"

Being deceived by a hypocrite like you, of course I can't let the hypocrite go!

The smile on William's face froze for a moment, and it took a few seconds for the smile to reappear at the corner of his mouth, but it was mixed with bitter impurities.

I didn't expect that after so long, you still can't forget this matter.

Of course, it's impossible to forget, right?

William sneered, greedily asked for the cigarette butt, and spit out the smoke.

Chalt stared at the irritating smile on William's face, wishing he could go over and beat him up.

"Okay, it's not all for nothing in the past... At least we know that No. 11 is the real Mengxin, and he didn't lie to us. Besides, it must not be a bad thing to have him on our side."

Seeing Elus standing on the side of No. 11, William frowned for some unknown reason.

"I don't know whether number 11 is good or bad for us, and I won't mention the matter of number 11 for the time being. I told you to keep an eye on Chalt. Why didn't you just keep an eye on him, and why did you play around with him?"

Hearing this, the girl's gaze could not help but drift aside, she scratched her cheek and argued:

"No... I didn't stop him, so I followed him, afraid that he might do something wrong..."

"oh?"

"By the way, Uncle William, I have something to ask you... The 11th is Mengxin. I want you to pass it on to others for me."

William raised his eyebrows lightly, he couldn't say he was willing, but only agreed to Elus vaguely.

"Why don't you go back to your own world?"

In order to appear as if he didn't care about the new number 11, William deliberately changed the topic. In fact, he was already agitated by an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

"Don't mock us, okay? I know that you are the only one who controls the dream palace here, you can go to the gap between the dreams at any time, and you can return to your own dream at your own will."

Chalt replied angrily, biting his thumbnail irritably.

"It's just your inability to come and go freely. Is your incompetence also due to my ability?"

William hit back at Chart's accusations this time without mercy.

"You bastard...!"

Chalt tensed his nerves, and the veins on his face popped up. He made a gesture and quickly approached William, but was restrained by the rules of the game and pulled back to the original place.

As soon as Elus wanted to intervene in their quarrel, a door symbolizing the way home appeared in the back, and Chalt stopped struggling because of the world door that appeared behind, and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

Charte didn't even look at William, he straightened his windbreaker a little, then turned around and opened the black lacquered door with the words "Detective Agency" written on it, and disappeared into the white light on the other side of the world gate. The door closed with as much urgency as he did.

Elus sighed, and looked at the gate with the magic circle engraved behind it. When it was fully displayed from top to bottom, the magic circle shone with a light red light. She glanced longingly at the nearby Dominator clock before turning to leave.

Seeing the two of them disappear from sight, the defense of the smile on William's face suddenly collapsed, leaving only a little loneliness in his eyes. Looking at the deserted place, he picked up the head of the teddy bear lying at his feet, and put it on properly.

"Okay...as the No. 1 ruler, it's time for me to meet the newcomers."

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and suddenly a magnificent door appeared in front of him, but when he was about to leave, someone appeared on a clock in the distance and called his name from afar.

William stopped in puzzlement. The owner of the hoarse and deep voice bowed his waist and looked at William from afar.

He is also dressed as a magician, but he is obviously different from Elus. His voice is very hoarse, he is bent over, and he has an eagle-like nose, which is more suitable for the title of magician than Elus.

"For the sake of the fact that we were partners of the same clock in the last dominance war, I would like to remind you that a team of 12 people was gathered at clock number nine before, but three people disappeared for no reason during the assembly. They did not quit voluntarily. Yes, but someone did it on purpose.”

Clock number nine? Is it the clock with the least number of people mentioned by the dream madman before?

"I don't want your clock to be eliminated at the beginning of this game, so you should be more careful."

William understood what he meant.

For some, the dominator game has already begun. They want to make it easier for themselves to win, so they can only kill the opponent when the enemy is not prepared. This is also a strategy.

William and the other rulers deeply dislike this type of contestant.

"I see, thank you for reminding me."

William nodded his head, turned and walked into his own world door.

The other side is not his dream world.

Because, he has no right to go back, only the right to wander.