Back then, when he faced the Divine World, the reason he had been able to win the decisive battle was that his Avatar had been lying low in the Divine World, where it had played a crucial role.
In the Transcendent World, a powerful spy infiltrating the enemy's upper ranks could wreak far more havoc than anyone imagined.
"Besides, given Blissful City's current state, it isn't impossible for me to take complete control of it. If I can take control of the Good-Dream Spring and slowly expand Blissful City's territory, perhaps this Avatar of mine could become a Lesser Sweet Dream God!"
Once the idea surfaced, it spread like wildfire, setting Green's mind racing.
How to purge the source of the pollution, how to gain control of Blissful City's Good-Dream Spring, how to conceal his identity from the watchful World Will—Green rapidly ran through every related consideration.
A complete series of plans quickly took shape in Green's mind.
In the silent city hall, Green stood before the enormous book. A faint smile curved his lips as he slowly placed his hand upon it.
Good-Dream Power, brimming with positive emotion, surged wildly from Green's body. The pure white power blazed like a flame, its warm, pristine energy steadily spreading through the surrounding environment.
Under the influence of the Good-Dream Power, the thick dust covering the city hall, left there by the Seal, vanished. In its place appeared a floor as white as marble, and the entire city hall was transformed.
Blissful City's plight was far better than that of the Beautiful Dream Areas whose springs had dried up. In essence, Blissful City's spring had not run dry; the Nightmare Creature had simply devoured its power along the way, before it could reach the city.
As the Good-Dream Power dwindled, Nightmare Power