Fantasy Clock～Dream Ruler～

The thirteen ruler clocks were scattered in the reddish void between the dreams, twinkling like stars. Among them, nine clocks glowed with white light, proclaiming their freedom.

"Yo, Rulers, long time no see."

The madman in the mask stood on the clock, which stood like the sun in the center of the thirteen clocks, and was giving an impassioned speech. Even if it is not exaggerated that the eyes of the world are all focused on him alone, there is still an atmosphere that the spotlight of the stage is shining on him.

"The initial training of dominating the war is whether you can find a companion to fight with. Now there are eight clocks and a complete team. Your performance is really outstanding. Even I... deeply feel your love Work hard—”

After all, the madman twisted his arms to his own cheeks, and his eyes broadly fell on the clocks that were shining with divine light in his eyes. Before the rulers had time to be flattered, the madman turned his gaze, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Someone is satisfying, that's right, but, but but but but! What the hell is going on with you people?"

The dream madman glared at his eyes as if trying to push his pupils out of his eye sockets, and squeezed his throat hard, his voice distorted and filled with already hoarse expectations. He glanced at the three clocks that didn't have enough people, and finally landed on the number two clock with only 9 people left.

"I don't want to deny your hard work, and I don't want to deny that you may want me to see your diligent side..."

He gritted his teeth and told the distorted disappointment in his heart, and in the end the index finger was a subtle distance from the thumb, as if to express the regret that the second clock was only three digits away from completing the task.

"It's a pity that war is only about results. Even if it happens in a dream, it can't be treated with blasphemy and negligence. The result is the result. The result is that you let me down. I want you to put all your fanatical determination into it. Ah! Die ah ah ah

Hearing the almost gaffe-like speech of the dream madman, no one refuted it.

Although it is not easy to accept it, it can only humbly endure the scolding.

Of the four clocks that were named and criticized, there was still one ruler left in three of them, and the final No. 2 clock had only nine people, and there were two fewer rulers than when they met last time.

As for those rulers who have completed the task, of course they gloated, wishing that they would all be eliminated, and some people who noticed the abnormality were worried that the same thing would happen to them.

Only the magician Yin at the number 3 clock looked at William's direction with regretful eyes. He remembered that he reminded William before he set off for the dream of the 11th, but he failed to prevent the disappearance of the number of people out of thin air. This was his negligence and the accident caused by his arrogance.

It was the same last time. People can't help but step into the same river again and again.

The masters of clock number two lowered their heads, but Lin Yu on clock number 12 put on an indifferent attitude and casually touched his earlobe, as if the dream madman was telling something that had nothing to do with him.

"Did I remind you? I reminded you that the event of reducing the number of people again may happen, and I also told you that I am looking forward to you being able to retain the number of people in this situation. I also said..."

The madman trembled his lips, moved his hand to his mouth restlessly, then put it in the air, and finally put it down in a daze.

Whether it is the demeanor or the trembling voice, it seems hysterical.

"I told you to work hard to the point of dying! Didn't you understand me? Huh?"

The yelling rushed over as if to pierce the eardrum.

"I'm sorry, but we really did our best to get the number of people together. I can see the hard work of the comrades in charge of this matter!"

Girl No. 3 suddenly raised her head, blinked her eyes, and mustered up her courage to make an excuse.

Standing beside her, No. 4 hastily tugged at the corner of her sleeve, his eyes seemed to signal her not to make trouble. However, the speaker was still steadfastly staring in the direction of the dream madman, and stretched out his hand to his chest, making a metallic clang.

"Look over there! Number three and number four look the same?"

"Twin sisters! It's really rare for a pair of twins to participate in a domination war."

Someone nearby started talking in a low voice, and the surroundings fell into commotion.

A pair of handcuffs are conspicuously worn on the arms of the two girls, No. 3 is handcuffed on the right hand, and No. 4 is handcuffed on the left hand.

"It turned out to be handcuffs? Heh, such a low self-awareness..."

Lin Yu frowned, and glanced at Xia Yinci who was wearing the same shackles but put them in her handbag.

According to his long-term contact with the subconscious mind of the students, shackles symbolize humbleness, and the teenagers regard themselves as humble, which means that something must be happening in reality, which is equivalent to the distress signal sent by the two girls. This made Lin Yu take another look at the two of them.

No. 3 is dark purple with waist-length hair scattered on the back, and No. 4 is shoulder-length hair that is slightly shorter than the former. The cat-shaped hair accessories are also subtly different, and they seem to be distinguished from each other by subtle differences in shape.

"I understand that you may be trying your best, but, my dear lady, that's not the way you should be using it."

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, the madman, whose face was getting worse and worse, finally responded.

Even with the polite words on his lips, there was a hint of menacing ferocity in the madman's tone.

"No... all I want to say is that we have indeed tried our best."

"So what?"

"I mean... we would have been able to gather 12 people today, but the current state is basically force majeure..."

"What do you want to say, let me explain it for you!"

Suddenly, the dream madman interrupted the girl's speech with a roar.

"What you want to say is that I didn't remind you more directly, so you are in trouble. But you don't mention it, I have no obligation to remind you, and you don't mention that I expect your diligence to be enough to deal with the unexpected. You just I want to find a despicable excuse to get rid of the crime!"

The girl trembled her eyes in astonishment, she quickly shook her head, and denied:

"No...you didn't understand me, that's not what I meant..."

"You said just now that you see the efforts of those who are in charge of recruiting people. From another perspective, it shows that only the so-called "responsible persons" put in the effort, and the others just sit back and enjoy the benefits. Am I right? I didn't say anything wrong, did I?"

The dream maniac pressed on every step of the way. Although he was just standing there all the time, he produced bursts of pressure on the girl's body.

"You just used the word 'to make up', which means that you feel from the bottom of your heart that recruiting people is just to meet the task. Can you still call yourself diligent like this? Do you dare to say that you have put in the same fanatical effort as your life!? "

The girl took a step back, her trembling lips were speechless. Number 4 gently took her wrist.

On the other side, the freed rulers from different clocks gathered together temporarily, as if to show off their freedom.

"I guess No. 3 is the elder sister, and No. 4 is the younger sister. How about a gamble? The loser will give his dreamer to the winner unconditionally, how about it?"

"No. The odds are too high. And I think the same as you."

The Dominator next to the proposed gambler shook his head in disgust, resolutely rejecting his apparent trap design.

"I think No. 4 is my older sister. Although No. 3 is brave, she is impulsive and ill-considered. In this respect, No. 4 is more stable."

The interlocutor was Arket No. 1 of Clock No. 3, a young man dressed as a knight. He didn't lift his gaze, but just fiddled with the long sword at his waist, and said this seemingly unintentionally.

"Then take a gamble?"

The proposer smiled triumphantly for a moment, but the knight didn't show any sign of fear, and agreed with a nod of his head.

"But! We really..."

Even though No. 3 couldn't find a reason to refute, she was unwilling to be punished, which made No. 4 immediately grabbed her by the shoulders and made her face him.

"Calm down, sister, he's right. We did leave the matter of the last two rulers to No. 7 out of selfishness."

"But...! The two of us invited four rulers, it would be unfair not to mention that!"

Number 3 raised the volume aggrievedly, as if he was going to cry.

"One thing is one thing, this really can't be an excuse for us to shirk. What's more..."

No. 4 moved closer to No. 3's ear, and added softly:

"Don't quarrel with the dream maniac, it won't do us any good."

When the girls were about to compromise, the two bettors showed different looks.

"Are you handing over the Dream Keeper to me yourself, or do you want me to get it from your dream in person?"

Cavalier Alcatel gave two choices slowly, the smile on his face was obviously mixed with excessive banter.

"How could it be... Could it be?"

The proposer's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked up at the knight, confused and disgusted.

"I'm sorry. I knew in advance that the person who made an agreement with you cannot violate the agreement. This is one of your dominance abilities. Your calculation is indeed very good, but it is not advisable to blindly trust others. Lost dreamer , you can use it as tuition.”

"Is that so...Damn it!"

The proposer who suddenly understood grabbed the collar of a girl in a maid outfit next to her, her fist was hanging in mid-air, and was about to smash it down. The girl, however, looked familiar and gently tilted her head.

"Oh my, we are not masters of the same clock, I have no obligation to tell you the truth~"

As soon as the words fell, a strange air current hit the proposer's back and swept him into the sky.

The magician Yin stretched out his hands from a distance, and spent a little bit of mana to release the magic of the wind so that the girl could break free from his shackles.

"Okay, without further ado, please pay the tuition."

Arquette smiled and narrowed her eyes, and stretched out her hand unhurriedly.

"Today's symphony is really noisy. I don't have time to enjoy it with everyone."

On the watcher's clock, the dream madman withdrew his gaze from girl No. 3. Su Ruoyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily he didn't intend to pursue it with them. For some reason, he felt fear and loathing towards this man who had only met twice.

Chart raised his tense right hand to remove the pipe from his mouth, and sighed resentfully. If No. 3 hadn't stood up so quickly, he knew that he would have stood up impulsively to protest.

Elus also puffed up her cheeks and exhaled, the hand that held the staff was slightly relaxed.

After all, William once made a request to her, hoping that she could stop him in a timely manner when Charte was impulsive. Although she was always unable to do this, she was often taken away by Chart in turn, such as the time when she went to Su Luoyang's dreamland.

"I don't want one or more Dominator Clocks to be punished and quit the game when the game starts. That's it for today, see you in a day."

The Madman of Dream squeezed out a terrifying twisted smile, then twisted his neck to ninety degrees, bowed down in a strange posture, and disappeared into the eyes of the ruler together with the clock under his feet.

The abnormal situation caused everyone on the number two clock to look at each other in silence. Xia Yinci, who was in charge of the last two, and William, who was leading the team, were both lost in thought, obviously thinking seriously about the cause of this incident.

Seeing that the 12-second countdown was about to end, William suddenly took advantage of this short free time to teleport to the center of the clock.

"Sato, please borrow your dream world."

Speaking to Kazuhiko Sato of No. 5, he used his delusion to turn it into reality, and a crimson door appeared in the place that was originally empty beside him.

"In order to prevent us from being scattered when the countdown reaches zero, please enter Sato's dream world. I have something to say."

Regardless of whether Sato agreed or not, William walked into the other end of the world gate that was set to lead to his dream. The remaining 8 people were all stunned. In the end, it was Lin Yuxian on the 12th who stepped into the world on the other side, and the rest entered the other side of the door one after another.

In the distance, a fat young man on a certain clock stared at their actions with complicated eyes. The other rulers on the clock have already cheered, and each walked into the entrance to their own dream world, only he looked in that direction reluctantly.

"Sorry. I'm really... sorry..."

The young man took a deep breath as if falling into the deep sea, and spoke words that no one would hear.

The countdown reached zero, and he disappeared into the cracks of the dream.

The youth used to have only 9 people on the clock, No. 1 ruler, but now, they have gathered 12 rulers, avoiding the scolding that would have fallen on them.

——by means of "cheating".