When Luo Chuan arrived in the System Space, he saw Soul Lock and Black Scale engaged in their usual friendly exchange.
If not for the need to consider his status, he might even have dragged over a chair, sat beside them, and watched the fun while eating snacks.
Who did not enjoy watching a spectacle?
Unfortunately, the moment they saw him, Black Scale and Soul Lock fell silent.
"Boss."
The two greeted him.
Luo Chuan nodded and went straight to the point without exchanging pleasantries. "You received a summons from the Lord of the End. What exactly happened?"
From what he understood, the System Space was a special area completely isolated from reality.
Let alone the Lord of the End's power—even if the Lord of the End came in person, it might not pose the slightest threat.
Yet Soul Lock and Black Scale, located within it, had still received the Lord of the End's summons.
Why?
Luo Chuan could not figure it out.
"Just now, the ravings of the Lord of the End suddenly appeared in my mind. It was an order summoning believers." Soul Lock kept it brief.
"The reason?"
"I don't know."
"The purpose?"
"I don't know."
After three questions and three "I don't knows," Luo Chuan felt he would not get any useful information from Soul Lock.
"Boss, I may know the reason."
Black Scale waved his tentacles, interrupting Luo Chuan's train of thought.
"Speak." Luo Chuan shifted his gaze to him.
"Once, I accidentally overheard a conversation between That Lord and the Lord of the End. They mentioned dreams." Black Scale tried hard to recall the scene.
"Dreams..."
Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Quite a few things he had encountered recently seemed connected to dreams.
The dream he had during his nap, Yao Ziyan's dream,