Only God-Chapter 601 - 507: A Full 50 Years

Xilan looked at the suffering Divine with pity, then he extended his hand and actively dispersed the flames from Laren’s body.

If he hadn’t done so, those flames might have burned forever.

The Dream God Laren screamed and writhed in agony, gasping for breath, until after a long time, he trembled and stood up from the ground.

Laren looked at Xilan in front of him, blank and fearful.

He wasn’t afraid of a mortal, but rather the scorching, brilliant radiance, and his bewilderment stemmed from the fact that he hadn’t expected to encounter such a catastrophe when delving deep into Xilan’s dreams.

Immediately after, the Dream God felt a wave of despair.

Just now,

aside from the Father’s light, Laren didn’t even see His figure.

"What was that – in your deep dream... why is there..."

Laren, still unsettled, raised his voice, looking at Xilan with an embarrassed and angry stare.

He had realized that this person was far more complex than he had previously imagined.

The Dream God Laren was about to speak, wanting to say something more.

But then he saw Xilan spread his hands,

"It’s time for you to leave.

Even though you are the Dream God,

sorry, I am the master of this dream."

Those words inflicted a deep sense of humiliation on the Dream God Laren.

He was clearly the Divine ruler of dreams, with all the dreams of the world playing like toys in his hands, yet the mortal in front of him was expelling him.

To put it in perspective, it was like a man with a wife who is completely submissive to him, and one day, this wife kicks him out, shames him mercilessly, and tells him she has found a new husband.

"Where did that radiance come from?!"

The Dream God Laren demanded fiercely, his face contorted.

It was as if he wouldn’t leave without an answer.

"That light is accessible to anyone."

Xilan said slowly:

"Just like our Path, anyone can walk it."

These simple words caused a great uproar in Laren’s heart.

Was the Father’s radiance, for him, really something within easy reach?

The Dream God was shocked and frightened for a moment before he regained his composure.

Having calmed down, Laren would naturally not believe those words, and he stared intently at Xilan.

He would not forget,

this mortal, had actually manipulated him in the dream, in his own specialty!

"You True Believers have already disgusted the Gods enough, and one day, wrath will descend from heaven, calamity will fall upon you, destroying your wheat fields, burning down your churches."

Laren spewed out a series of frustrated words.

Xilan, however, remained expressionless, and quietly said:

"I am well aware that not every True Believer has the power to resist the Divine.

Before me, many have suffered, and after me, many will be persecuted.

They are the afflicted, and pain is their life, so when they face the Sword, they don’t even have the strength to resist.

They are even willing, willing to accept those chains and medals.

They bid each other farewell, blessing the forthcoming sacrifices, blessing the kind souls within their shattered bodies, and even blessing those who kill them—not out of despair, but because they love one another."

After he finished speaking, Xilan waved his hand as if he had completed an ordinary sermon, and for a long while, there was silence until finally, the Dream God Laren was expelled from a mortal’s dream, the plain grey dream quickly returning to normal.

The Dream God Laren stood there, dazed, for quite some time before he came back to his senses,

speaking hoarsely to himself:

"This man is a madman, he actually fancies obstructing the war planned by the Gods!"

At his side, Nelson suddenly shuddered, followed by an old, labored gasp.

The Dream God Laren slowly turned his head.

Before he knew it, Nelson’s beard touched the ground, his hair had turned white, and he had aged tremendously.

With a head full of silver hair swaying in the wind, the Dream God Laren, beyond his astonishment, quickly examined his body and was shocked to find that Nelson had aged terribly, with most of his life already passed.

Nelson shivered, looking towards the prison cell with fear, and after a long time, he managed to say,

"In his dream,

I walked for a full fifty years!!"

Following that, Nelson’s body collapsed, and he fainted.

Witnessing this incredible scene, the Dream God Laren hurriedly dragged the body of his spokesperson.

The Divine were never short of miraculous elixirs that could restore youth, and reviving an old man back to his youth was not a problem as long as he didn’t die.

Despite this, Nelson’s ordeal still added a shock to an already tumultuous night for the Dream God Laren.

He took Nelson to the Celestial Kingdom and incidentally erased all memories of Nelson’s experience in Xilan’s dream.

..........................

In the confines of the prison, Xilan slowly opened his eyes.

He had awakened from his dream.

Looking around, the spacious prison cell was filled with inmates sleeping soundly.

They would never imagine that the hermit-like figure had met with the Divine in a dream and expelled him.

Xilan raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his neck.

In reality, he was not as composed and unruffled as what the Dream God Laren had seen.

"I am not Solamus, nor am I Schiller..."

Xilan murmured softly to himself.

Solamus and Schiller, the Great Angels, faced the Gods not only without fear but also with an air of superiority.

This stemmed from the fact that the Great Angels possessed the power of a Fifth Rank Divine.

But Xilan didn’t have such power, even though he had embarked on the Path of Divine Creation, he was, after all, a mortal.

On his own strength, he was only comparable to a Third Rank Divine.

Facing the Dream God Laren, Xilan wasn’t completely certain he could expel this master of dreams.

But through a series of provocations and carefully guiding the self-conceited Divine to explore the depths of the dream, he confronted the Lord’s light and suffered a heavy blow.

From beginning to end, Xilan maintained a posture of retreat.

The consequence for Laren was nothing more than curiosity killing the cat.

"The Dream God has discovered me; perhaps it’s time to assume a new identity."

In the silent night, Xilan pondered what his next move should be.