The Dragon King had no choice but to share with Cheng Shi the superficial memories of the clown that he had witnessed.
However, most of them were trivial matters from the past, with no particularly thought-provoking memories. What he had heard also matched the fleeting illusions Cheng Shi had seen on the maze's surface, as well as what he already knew about everyone's past.
By the end, Cheng Shi pursed his lips, thoroughly uninterested.
Who would have thought that the greatest gain from My Nightmare, Your Dream would actually be watching the Dragon King make a fool of himself?
It was rare to see this devotee of Memory make a mistake.
"You didn't go take a look down the seventh path?"
"The seventh path?" Li Jingming's voice paused on the other end of the phone. His tone turned serious. "Where did that come from?"
"!!??"
The Dragon King hadn't seen the seventh path!?
Cheng Shi's pupils contracted, and his expression stiffened.
No wonder!
I was wondering why there was a path leading to Nothingness in an existence construct stuffed full of memories. So it really was a back door God of Merriment opened for me!
But how could He influence even an existence construct?
Did Memory get robbed? Could it be that He doesn't even know He's lost His authority?
Deception can't be that powerful, can it? Otherwise, what is He waiting for? Why hasn't He unified the universe yet?
At that moment, Cheng Shi was reminded of what Wei Mu had once said to his Lord of Grace, Folly: Since you're so wise, how can you still allow the other fifteen gods to stand as your equals?
At this moment, replacing "wise" with "powerful" would be perfectly fitting.
When the other end remained silent for a long time, Li