The conference hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions extremely complex, except for Fei Yuhan. This also surprised Roland, as it seemed that she had already gained a considerable understanding of his origins and another world without him realizing it.

After a long while, Panshi cautiously opened his mouth, "The Dream World... does that mean it could vanish like a dream at any moment?"

"No, it's just my habitual name, because I can only enter this world when I fall asleep." Roland said frankly, "At first, I also thought it was as illusory as a dream, but everything I experienced here changed my mind. You can also call my world a dream and treat this place as reality. I even believe that when the research on magic on both sides progresses to a certain extent, the connection between the two worlds will reach a new level."

He saw out of the corner of his eye that Fei Yuhan raised the corners of her mouth.

Even without continuing, the people present could understand his meaning.

The separation of the worlds would vanish into nothing.

People would be able to travel freely between the two.

"That will have to wait until it's realized." An old man frowned, "The problem now is that we have no way to verify the truth or falsehood of what you're saying. It's all too incredible, and I really can't believe it!"

"Mr. Roland, I don't mean to accuse you, but your understanding of this matter also comes mainly from the Betraying Divine Envoys. Who knows what conspiracies they are hiding behind the scenes?" Soon someone echoed, "The essence of the gods is the key, but the other party has completely concealed it, claiming to be worried about being known by the gods, which is really hard to believe."

"Isn't the most crucial thing the power of the gods? An existence that can destroy the world, why hasn't it acted all this time? Maybe we're acting rashly and causing the real destruction."

Once someone started, voices of doubt sprang up like mushrooms after the rain.

"I think this is a dead end. According to the Divine Envoys, if we stand by, the world will suffer a catastrophe. But if we invade the domain of the gods, the result of defeat is still destruction. So, the question is, Mr. Roland, do you think you have any chance of defeating the gods?"

"It's all uncertain whether these statements are true. In my opinion, why couldn't this hunter be fabricating it out of thin air, wanting to seek a higher status? Of course, the Old Faction is not without suspicion."

"What did you say? Don't forget that your New Faction's star supports him the most!"

The discussion in the hall gradually became heated. Roland didn't interrupt, picked up his teacup, leaned back in his chair, and quietly watched everyone argue with each other.

He had expected this scene.

In all fairness, if he had been told such a thing, his reaction would not have been much better. And the doubts they mentioned were all on point. For example, how credible was the Betraying Divine Envoy's approach of only giving clues and not answering directly, and what could he change after facing the gods directly? Roland couldn't answer these questions now, and even if he really reached that moment, he probably wouldn't know the answer.

For this reason, he deliberately concealed the fact that the Betraying Divine Envoy was Lan.

This way, at least the association's higher-ups wouldn't focus their attacks on Garcia's master when they were arguing with each other.

As for the final outcome, he didn't have too many expectations.

People like Fei Yuhan, who had a firm will and would go all out once they made a decision, were anomalies.

Being able to make the Dream World realize that the crisis was gradually approaching was already the greatest significance of this meeting.

After drinking his tea in one gulp, Roland turned his head and was about to say goodbye to Fei Yuhan, planning to leave first, when he noticed that she suddenly raised her right hand.

Then, a dazzling silver light bloomed from her fingertip—

"Hey..."

Before Roland could stop her, this ray of light cut the table in front of her into two!

The teacup, split in two, fell to the ground, making a crisp breaking sound.

In an instant, everyone's gaze turned to her.

"Have you forgotten the original intention of establishing the Martialist Association?"

Her voice was not loud, but her displeasure was obvious.

"For thousands of years, Awakened have gathered together, the purpose of which is to resist erosion and protect this world from being devoured by the Demonic Fallen! And what is the current situation? An even more powerful enemy has appeared in the erosion, Prism City has been overthrown in an instant, and the Flame Guardian has died in battle. Awakened alone are unable to resist. In the face of such a crisis, you are discussing whether another world is credible or not. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Miss Fei Yuhan, don't forget your identity!" The old man turned pale with anger.

Panshi stopped him from further reprimanding and asked in surprise, "Isn't this important?"

"That's right." Fei Yuhan said without hesitation, "I only see one thing - Martialists cannot defeat Divine Envoys, but Roland can. Then, if protecting the world cannot be done, isn't it a matter of course to assist the person who can protect this world! Please don't get me wrong, everyone. He explained magic and another world only to satisfy your curiosity, not to provide you with an excuse to question him!"

"In other words, even if Roland is just an ordinary person, as long as he can kill the Divine Envoy that Martialists cannot eliminate, then the Association should fully support him, placing him in a position of equal importance to protecting the world. This is in line with the purpose of this Association - otherwise, how can we have the nerve to call ourselves the guardians of this world?"

"Because the gods are difficult to defeat, the joint efforts of two worlds are needed. Fearing the terrible future and giving up progress is just the behavior of cowards. Even if we ultimately fail, it will be after we have exhausted all our efforts!"

"Perhaps some people will suspect that the argument that 'Martialists cannot kill a Divine Envoy' is not valid. I can understand this idea. After all, only Jieluo and I were present at the time. However, I also welcome everyone to verify this--" Saying this, Fei Yuhan was covered in silver light, and even her tone dropped a few degrees, "As long as you can also injure me to that extent in a one-on-one contest, I will retract all the above words, how about it?"

She swept across the room, her gaze as sharp as a blade, and those higher-ups, whether in age or position, who were greater than this genius Martialist, were speechless for a moment.

"As expected of the new generation's leader..." Panshi suddenly laughed, clapping his hands and saying, "I shouldn't be indecisive in unnecessary places and forget what the Association should really be focusing on. You're right, no matter where Mr. Roland comes from, his contribution to the Association is beyond doubt - whether as a role model for newcomers or in the actual number of Demonic Fallen hunted, he has injected a shot in the arm into the rebuilding Association. Based on this alone, everyone should not prejudge and speculate about him with malicious thoughts."

The Town Guardian looked at the two of them, his voice quite emotional, "Since Prism City was captured, I once doubted whether humanity could survive this erosion catastrophe. The current situation may be even more serious than I expected, but at least everyone has a goal that they can see. As for another world, we can slowly explore it after solving this crisis. What do you all think?"

"This... is the most appropriate response."

"That's right, we should focus on defeating the enemy of erosion first."

"I agree."

Voices of approval gradually drowned out the voices of doubt.

After all, eliminating erosion was the top priority for the Martialists, and if they wanted to overturn this conclusion, they would have to get past Fei Yuhan first.

Anyone who knew how tragic the ambush on the bridge was understood that standing up at this time was not a good choice.

Even if they could win, it would only be in terms of the contest.

Even the old man reluctantly closed his mouth.

Fei Yuhan withdrew her natural power, returned to her seat, and smiled at Roland, "See, I did what I promised you."

Roland couldn't help but rub his forehead. Her method was too reckless - although this could temporarily unify the opinions of Prism City, it would inevitably attract a lot of people's dissatisfaction. She couldn't not understand this, but she seemed not to care at all. "Why did you have to go to this extent?"

"Because..." Fei Yuhan looked at her hand wrapped in bandages, her expression somewhat lonely, "I can only work hard in these areas."