After the battle, Morpheus turned and looked at Dane, his eyes unreadable.
"I don't quite understand the meaning of what you did?" Morpheus said.
Dane raised an eyebrow, feigning indifference: "What are you referring to?"
"Don't try to deceive me, Demigod, you clearly had the ability to solve this problem alone."
Possessing the dream sand and Dream's helmet, Dane himself actually had enough ability—he could have attempted to forcibly kill Fate.
But he still brought in the Justice League, and even involved teams like the Birds of Prey, whose overall combat power was not particularly high.
Morpheus didn't know the meaning of his actions, but Dane's subsequent words made him understand and resonated with him.
Dane retorted: "Then I ask you, does Dream, with his abilities, need the help of ten thousand and sixty-two vassals to govern the Dream Realm?"
Morpheus suddenly understood; he smiled and said, "Of course not."
Being a supreme powerhouse is actually very lonely, so most of the time, they deliberately limit their power in order to get along with those who are less powerful than them.
Lucifer is like this, Morpheus is like this, Clark is like this, and Dane is also like this.
No one knows that the arrogant Dream Lord Morpheus actually has a human friend.
He was a mortal granted immortality by Death, and he and Morpheus would meet once every hundred years.
On that day, no matter how busy Morpheus was, he would always set aside a day to gather with that friend; they listened, they communicated, they expressed their insights, and shared their lives.
Morpheus understood Dane, and his perception of him improved greatly.
Dane then changed the subject: "So, next it's between you and me. What do you say? Do you prefer a battle of wits or a physical fight?"
Morpheus thought for a moment; first, a physical fight was out of the question.
Even if they set the battlefield in the Dream Realm, Dane, possessing the three divine artifacts, already had abilities equivalent to a Dream God.
And Morpheus's power had not yet recovered; he still needed some time.
"A battle of wits it is, but how do you plan to proceed?"
Dane revealed a smile, and Morpheus somehow found this smile very sinister.
He took out the dream stone; the red gem emitted a dazzling light, bringing him and Morpheus back into the Dream Realm.
The Justice League and the Birds of Prey looked at this scene, exchanging glances.
Nightwing scratched his head, feeling as if he couldn't get involved no matter what.
"Is this matter not over yet?" Clark looked at his body; he noticed that all the previous bloodstains were gone.
As if they had never happened.
Batman said nothing; his brain was rapidly analyzing the situation, his CPU almost burning out.
"I think we still have work to do."
Wonder Woman looked around; after returning to reality, those who had been trapped in the Dream Realm gradually woke up.
But it was clear they couldn't adapt to the rapid transition between the Dream Realm and reality.
In the Dream Realm, the perception of time is very chaotic.
While you might have only slept for a few minutes in the Real World, in the Dream World, decades could have passed.
The dream of the City Spirit further elongated this sense of time, causing many who just woke up to feel as if an era had passed.
However, those Doomsday Cult members who had died in the Dream World also began to awaken, and even more excitedly preached to those around them.
"I told you! I told you long ago! This is a test set by the Lord for us!"
"We are the Lord's warriors! We are immortal! And everything around you is proof!"
The man, who called himself a "prophet," was flushed with excitement, his spittle flying as he spoke.
His speech quickly stirred up a group of not-so-smart fellows, whose hearts swelled with emotion, and they surged towards him as if to meet a saint.
If he could even accomplish something like bringing the dead back to life, it proved that everything he said was true!
These were all tests from the Lord, and they had passed the tests.
Did that mean the matter of the seventy-two virgins was also true?
At this thought, these believers went wild.
They began to loudly call out the Lord's name, believing their atrocities were sacred acts, and they deeply believed in it.
However, just as they were about to act in the name of "God," a true Angel descended!
It was Gabriel.
She now possessed a pair of golden wings, crafted for her by Dane using N-matter.
They were also engraved with runes of Holy Light and Punishing Flames, making her entire being shimmer under the armor's reflection.
Recently, she had frequently performed "miracles" in areas where churches were located, primarily punishing those churches with terrible reputations among the populace.
Initially, Gabriel was unwilling to use extreme measures, such as killing.
But that bastard Dane directly tore open the church's disguise and darkness in front of her.
When he brought Gabriel to a certain church orphanage and uncovered countless skeletons of young boys and girls buried beneath it, Gabriel was too shocked to speak.
When she saw the church's crimes so directly exposed before her eyes, she, having become a mortal, could not suppress the rage in her heart, and directly went on a killing spree against the church, incinerating them with flames.
Dane believed that if those in Heaven saw Gabriel in this state, they would definitely think she had fallen.
And Dane might very well be the devil who lured her into falling.
At this moment, as luck would have it, Gabriel had just arrived near Gotham, investigating a church rumored to hide a demon, and these guys could be said to have run right into her.
Hearing that these scumbags dared to swindle and commit evil in the name of God, Gabriel's eyes instantly turned cold, and she donned her Valkyrie armor, beginning to purge the local Doomsday Cult.
The leading charlatan was directly decapitated by her sword, and holy flames burned around, instantly igniting anyone they touched, reducing them to charcoal.
Even Lucifer, who had arrived to watch the show, couldn't help but sigh that, compared to him, Gabriel at this moment seemed more like the fallen Angel.
Could it be that losing her power actually unleashed her inner self?
Lucifer had already arrived here before the battle between the Justice League and Destiny began; he was just here to watch the excitement.
He hadn't had any good intentions when he told Dane about the Dream, and now that the two were about to clash directly, of course he had to come and watch the show!
Discovering Gabriel's transformation was an unexpected surprise.
"How exactly did you manage to turn her into this?"
Lucifer muttered to himself.
Generally speaking, Angels have no gender; their gender after descending to the World is determined by the host.
It's just that, generally, holy virgins are easier to find than holy virgins.
According to his understanding of Gabriel, even if she became a powerless mortal, she shouldn't have changed so much in such a short time.
He could only interpret it as Dane having done something to her, making her more like a "human," and a woman at that.
But he quickly dismissed Gabriel, because he felt the power of the Dream World, which meant the confrontation between Morpheus and Dane was about to begin.
However, when he excitedly flew over, he found that the two had already disappeared from the Real World, heading into the Dream World.
He was dumbfounded.
Not because he couldn't enter the Dream World, but because he didn't know which dream the two had gone to.
There are thousands of types of dreams, each with a certain uniqueness and independence in its respective domain.
For example, the divine realms where gods are born and the fourth dimension where they now reside both involve the power of dreams; without the exact location, even Lucifer couldn't find them.
He felt a bit miscalculated at this moment, having never thought to leave behind one or two Dream artifacts for positioning; now he couldn't even watch the show.
His mood was somewhat unpleasant now; he was certain that this must be a joint action by those two to target him.
"Damn it!"
... Dream Kingdom.
Dane and Morpheus exchanged smiles.
Just kidding, as an old schemer, how could Dane not know Lucifer's malicious intentions?
Still want to watch the show? Eat shit!
"Now no one here can disturb us. Tell me, how do you wish to compete?"
Morpheus displayed a very magnanimous demeanor. As one of the supreme beings, he did not hold a grudge against Dane for targeting him, but instead showed his generosity.
Of course, this was also a kind of unwritten rule of the game: you set the type of competition, but I get to set the content.
Dane didn't stand on ceremony with him and directly stated his idea:
"Our competition is simple: name the seven most powerful forces in this World and see whose is stronger. I won't take advantage of you; you go first."
Morpheus frowned at the words, not understanding the meaning of Dane's game.
Knowing his identity, he should naturally also know the seven members of the Endless Family. Now, competing in this way, was he not intentionally helping him?
But he suspected there might be a trap in the other party's words. However, out of trust in the Endless Family, he immediately nodded and agreed.
And, as Dane expected, he fell into the trap.
Morpheus said, "As you said, I'll start first: Madness!"
As soon as his voice fell, the surrounding Dream World instantly shattered, and fragments of dreams randomly churned and reassembled in space, making everything chaotic.
It made people unable to distinguish Heaven from Earth; everything was chaotic, everything was mad.
This was indeed a powerful force!
However, Dane lightly opened his mouth: "Order!"
The chaos of the Dream World suddenly stopped, and the shattered fragments reassembled as if time were flowing backward, returning everything to its proper course.
Morpheus's frown deepened. He continued, "Despair!"
All living beings in the Dream World suddenly felt a sense of existential weariness surge from their hearts, an extremely negative force that prevented them from having any desire to do anything.
Everyone stopped, and the development of all things also ceased.
The Dream World felt the withering of life and thus dimmed.
Dane spoke softly again: "Hope."
As soon as the words fell, a golden light scattered from the sky, illuminating the darkness in the hearts of all living things, despair was dispelled, and all things regained their strength.
Now Morpheus stopped speaking. Instead, he stared directly at Dane: "What do you mean by this?"
For every word he spoke, Dane uttered its opposite.
And he also realized that the powers of the Endless Family all had corresponding opposing forces that could contend with them, but this was also what he didn't understand.
Because in reality, he hadn't found another Endless Family in the World that contended with the powers represented by their seven.
But he couldn't deny Dane, because this game wasn't just two people standing here bragging; every concept they spoke would materialize into an entity under the power of the Dream World.
Concepts without actual value could not materialize in this game.
That's why Morpheus dared to bring up the Endless Family, because they were real, and even though the powers they represented were abstract, they were entities.
However, the opposite words Dane spoke also achieved the same effect, which left him completely baffled...
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