"Human... state your request..."
An ancient, weathered voice echoed as if from within a dream.
Meng Yi took a deep breath, and for the first time, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
Through his persistence, the Ancient Dragon that possessed supreme power had finally relented.
He slowly said, "Morpheus, I want you to withdraw the power of dreams and abandon your attack on the Human Empire."
"And I want you to leave the West Continent. Before the balance of rules collapses, you are not to set foot on this land again."
The dragon fell silent for a moment before letting out a low laugh.
"Human... do you think I would agree to such a demand?"
Meng Yi slowly nodded. "Of course I know you would refuse, but I also know why you are doing all this."
"But so far, things have not developed as you expected."
"So... rather than continue wasting time here, you should think of another way..."
Those eyes rapidly enlarged, as though the dragon were lowering its head to draw near. Multicolored streams of light swirled like vortices within its dragon pupils.
"How do you know I am wasting time here rather than simply wishing to exterminate the humans of this place?"
Meng Yi stared directly into those soul-stirring dragon eyes. "Because if you truly only wanted to destroy us, there would be no need to weave such an enormous dream, nor would there be any need to test my will again and again."
"You are searching for something, and I... happen to know the answer."
The mist fell into brief silence once more, and the dragon's voice became low and dangerous...
"Human... I do not like others speculating about my intentions..."
"The answer you know is not one I wish to accept."
"Go back...