Rod suddenly opened his eyes and saw a white ceiling adorned with a copper lamp.

The silence was oppressive, and the dim light showed that it was still night.

"Is this... a dream?"

Rod pulled back the covers and found his entire body drenched, his heart beating rapidly, the sound of blood rushing in his ears.

"No, this is not a dream."

A strong sense of fatigue and exhaustion emerged from the depths of the soul; no dream would feel this real.

With a thought, Rod's soul soared up and returned to the Dream Realm in an instant.

Grayish-white mist slowly flowed in the silence, and in the night sky, the stars with completed quantification shimmered. In the middle, the "Dark Devourer" glowed brightly like a red eye.

The Dream Realm's architecture stood in the night and mist, unchanged as always.

Everything was exactly as seen before, except there was no thick fog covering everything later. Rod could also sense the Dream Realm, manipulate it freely, and receive feedback.

After confirming there was no problem with the Dream Realm, Rod walked toward the House of God and saw the Tombstone.

When the bluish surface of the stele came into view, Rod's pupils suddenly shrank.

On the stele, his name burned like fire, the words "Rod of Trolian" were intensely glaring.

The marks on top hadn't disappeared like in the dream, but Heigao'er's name appeared below, gray and black, without the slightest lustre, as if dead for a long time.

"Does this mean... he's completely dead?"

Rod recalled that terrifying corpse, still feeling a chill.

Heigao'er was clearly dead, yet he climbed out of the grave.

His gruesome death made even Rod, accustomed to horrible scenes, feel a chill run through him.

"His wailing before death said this was a layout spanning a thousand years... did he intend to resurrect through possession?"

Rod furrowed his brows, knowing that Heigao'er had been at least a hero; even in the stage of severe damage from the Dream Realm's fracture, he strove to assist the Starry Kingdom.

Despite the factor of obtaining divinity, it was hard to imagine him doing such a thing.

He seemed less like a person and more like a twisted monster.

Amon's voice was very gentle!

A name suddenly rose in Rod's mind.

That ferocious twisted appearance indeed resembled the Ancient Evil Thought.

And wasn't Heigao'er deceased due to his plot and treachery?

A thought suddenly occurred to Rod.

Could it be that Amon, upon killing Heigao'er, foresaw the Dream Realm would revive years later, leaving some kind of contingency in his residual soul and corpse?

Until the opportune moment suddenly appeared, attempting to replace my existence, extinguishing humanity's hope for resurrection completely.

Rod increasingly felt this was possible.

Heigao'er's corpse attack was entirely spiritual, a confrontation occurring within his soul.

He couldn't leverage any power; he could only engage in close combat with the intruder, ultimately relying on willpower to defeat the enemy.

If he hadn't mastered close combat skills, if his willpower wasn't strong enough, would his spirit have crumbled, his soul overtaken?

"Yes, it should be like this!"

Rod confirmed this truth.

"Luckily, I remembered my grand ideals and unyielding faith, using steely will to crush the enemy!"

"Hahaha, truly worthy of me."

After that, Rod carefully inspected the Tombstone and unexpectedly found a large pile of black ash below.

"Hmm, is this Amon's remains?"

"Is he dead?"

Rod cautiously collected the ash and placed it into the Storage of the Dream Realm.

This is a space where time is constant, storing things inside never deteriorating.

Most importantly, the Dream Realm typically identifies the items stored within and informs Rod of their detailed use and relevant information.

This time, it didn't disappoint Rod.

A line of pure white text appeared in front of him.

"Crystal Ash of Pure Evil Thought"

No explanation, no description, just this solitary line.

Rod thought: "Just have to wait for the Book of Knowledge to awaken, hopefully, it'll be useful."

"Wonder if Amon is really dead?"

Rod pondered, walked to the back of the Tombstone, and unexpectedly saw more writing behind it.

It was a name written in dark blue letters.

The first name was Molly.

Followed by Anna, Kashan.

Mephit's name only had a faint outline, very inconspicuous.

Some even smaller outlines were there, impossible to notice without careful inspection.

Rod instantly understood, these were the "Dream Envoys!"

Simply put, they are Rod's avatars, everything they do is equivalent to Rod doing, so they can gain divinity.

But previously, Rod was quite sure there was nothing behind the Tombstone.

"Breaking the Evil Thought, can the Dream Realm architecture gain new abilities?"

Rod felt incredulous, but his mind was always quick to move.

"No, wrong, perhaps the residual soul contaminated by Heigao'er interfered and sealed these abilities, and after defeating him, they naturally unlocked."

The logic chain was clear, this was the most likely guess.

Though many questions remain unsolved, they are irrelevant.

Rod gently touched these names, the cool touch from fingertips allowed him to clearly sense each Dream Envoy's state.

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