Using the eyes of the clan members drowning in the dreamscape, after locating the Three Pillar Gods invading his mind, the unimaginably immense will of the Dream Resting Master immediately squeezed into the abyss of dreams where the Three Pillar Gods resided.

With the arrival of the true master of the dream abyss, the world that was previously somewhat empty and ethereal suddenly became solid and overflowing.

At this moment, not only was Turtledove powerless, the other two Pillar Gods were equally unable to move, only feeling as if countless small and soft hands laden with sticky and slippery liquid were caressing every inch of their skin.

Then, slowly infiltrating through mouth, nostrils, ear holes, eye sockets... even every pore, following the texture of flesh and nerves, intricately playing with their innards, eventually lightly tapping on their nearly ceased hearts.

"Surprisingly, pretty good."

After giving a somewhat surprised evaluation, the immense will, sticky and dense like ointment, seemingly able to be touched directly, slowly withdrew from the bodies of the Three Pillar Gods, finally transforming into a hazy humanoid silhouette in front of the three, with hands behind its back, curiously inquiring:

"Insects of your quality are probably rare even in No.1's possession, where he's actually willing to send you over to feed me?"

"?!!!"

What insects? What feeding you? What have we come here for?

"Please wait a moment!"

As the sticky will departed from the body, regaining his ability to act, the Crimson King promptly responded:

"Master Dream Resting! [Father] sent us here not to be your food! We are here to pass on a very important message to you!"

"Makes no difference."

Without caring, the Dream Resting Master's silhouette waved a hand dismissively, slightly grinning to reveal an expression possibly resembling a smile.

"Even after hearing the message, I will still consume you, and even if you don't wish to speak, after thoroughly consuming your spirit, I can extract and digest the information I wish to know."

"Please go ahead."

Slightly later, recovering, Omnia Cicada gasped a breath, then looked at the Dream Resting Master, who was glaring at them with ferocity, equally smiling and gesturing politely.

"Compared to you, we are indeed as insignificant as insects, and truly have no ability to resist you, so whatever you wish to do, just go ahead and do it."

"Alright."

Returning a more splendid smile to Omnia Cicada, the Dream Resting Master's silhouette disappeared, and the surrounding intangible will suddenly condensed into entities, transforming into countless tumor-like sacs with strange synapses, directly enveloping the Three Pillar Gods within.

Damn it! Really going to eat us just like that?!

Unexpected that even with the teasing, the Dream Resting Master was not a bit inclined to continue talking, directly packing the three gods into the sac, Omnia Cicada cursed under his breath, and without hesitation raised a hand to slap Turtledove.

"Look into my eyes!"

When Turtledove, clutching his slapped face, bewilderedly looked over, all five of Omnia Cicada's eyes opened simultaneously, forcibly pouring the image of Leon recorded during the Source God Platform battle into Turtledove's mind.

You son of a...?!

Sensing the sudden rush of "Leon" into his brain, even knowing it should be fake, just a memory injected by Omnia Cicada, the vivid realism instantly triggered Turtledove's Leon alert.

"Ah!!!!"

In Turtledove's terrified scream, the enhanced [Disaster Avoidance] instantly activated, directly breaking through the Dream Resting Master's sac, then abruptly propelling them beyond five planes, plunging into another silver river drifting with numerous floating corpse silhouettes.

Now I understand why [Father] instructed us not to leave Turtledove before coming to the dream abyss.

Rising from the silver river laden with countless dream fragments, wiping off the sticky silver river water from his face, Omnia Cicada, full of gratitude, exchanged a glance with the Crimson King, then gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Master Dream Resting! Would you be willing to talk with us now?"

"..."

The immense sticky will reappeared, the Dream Resting Master's shadowy figure emerged once again, surprisedly glancing at Turtledove, rolling his eyes, then inquisitively asked with full curiosity:

"What was that truth just now? Even summoning the root couldn't block it?"

"This is precisely why [Father] has sent us."

Seeing the Dream Resting Master finally willing to negotiate, Omnia Cicada breathed a slight sigh of relief, then gently pressed a fingernail into his eyeball, extracting one of his five eyes, tossing it toward the Dream Resting Master.

"Inside is recorded all related memories, you may digest them at your leisure."

"Alright."

Responding briefly, the Dream Resting Master's silhouette reached out a hand-like appendage to catch the eye Omnia Cicada tossed over, inserting it into what might be his mouth, chewing forcefully.

"Crash! Crunch, crash! Crunch..."

Along with the teeth-aching sound akin to glass beads being crushed, Omnia Cicada's eye shattered within the Dream Resting Master's mouth, transforming into countless clear memory fragments, which it swallowed one by one.

And once the entire eye was consumed, the Dream Resting Master's indistinct silhouette exhibited a rather interested demeanor, slightly surprised, speaking:

"No.3 has awakened? And might actively venture to Old Soil, passing through my dream abyss in the future?"

"Indeed."

Reaching out to request a piece of flesh from the Crimson King beside him to replenish the missing eye, Omnia Cicada blinked his regrown eye slightly uncomfortably, then nodded in affirmation:

"The No.3 Master, born from 'humans,' has indeed awakened, and according to [Father], if you can secure him at the dream abyss, he will be yours."

"Haha, this doesn't quite feel like something No.1 would do~"

The throat swelled as it regurgitated twice, spitting out Omnia Cicada's eye intact, the Dream Resting Master raised the deep blue eye "in front of his face," looking through this semi-transparent eye at the Three Pillar Gods opposite, smilingly asking in return:

"Though No.3 awakened last and is the weakest among the clan, he doesn't lack roots; is No.1 so willing to let him go to me?"

"You said it."

Gracefully nodding to the Dream Resting Master, Omnia Cicada briefly met its gaze through what was once his own eye, smilingly responding:

"[Father] is indeed reluctant, but after consecutively eliminating Masters No.6, No.8, and No.14, it has occupied most of his energies, leaving him no leisure to personally handle No.3 Master, so he must resort to employing your help instead."