"Are we fighting over the authority of the Dream World...?"
The moment Deya popped the tenth bubble, she immediately sensed that a faint, tenuous connection had formed between her and the dream treasure.
Although she could not contact the Gospel God, the information she currently had was already enough for her to analyze the truth.
The demons could not possibly have come for the Collections. The only thing here worthy of their attention was this world itself.
But compared with fighting over a world, Deya was even more surprised that this place was actually the dream treasure Ash had once used.
Ash had secrets. Everyone knew it without saying it—or rather, at first, everyone had wanted to possess Ash's secrets too. It was just that, without realizing it, their appetites had grown, no longer limited to mere secrets.
So none of them was in a hurry. Once the person belonged to them, his secrets would naturally fall into their pockets too.
It had to be said that affection was certainly the most fundamental reason, but Ash's nature as spoils of war had indeed effectively stirred up the Operators' competitive desire.
"So Ash foresaw this moment in advance, and that was why he let us use the dream treasure in the past?"
The ten bubbles Deya had popped were all Collections she had equipped in the past. This advantage put her ahead of the vast majority of sorcerers, and even allowed her to reach for the world authority of the dream treasure. All of this was thanks to Ash.
But after thinking about it, she felt that was wrong. If Ash had known, he definitely would have said something. So Ash did not know. All of this was only a coincidence.
By now, Deya was already feeling unwell. Absorbing ten Collections