Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

Chapter 1511 Locating the God of War

Rewind twenty minutes.

This was the twelfth dream explored by Grantham's three-person team, and they felt something strange as soon as they entered.

The dreams they'd searched previously all contained traces of humans, or numerous human structures. Almost all of them were filled with endless wars, followed by miracles performed by the Creator God. Even with Wayne Stewell's avatar following them, they gained no experience and died over a dozen times. However, the gaming experience was quite good; it felt like a paid movie.

"Why does it feel like the God of War is a loyal bootlicker of the God of Creation?" During the exploration, Grantham wondered in his heart. He has always been interested in the background of the game, and now he has begun to associate related background stories.

But the dream before my eyes was a black fog. In the relatively thick black fog, there were huge trees that were barely visible. Everything seemed to be magnified countless times.

The sky seemed to be right beside him. Nine brilliant stars of different colors hung high in the sky at the same time, emitting red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, gold, and white light. It seemed as if they were within reach.

Across the boundless wilderness, giants of various shapes could be seen stalking. Some were as tall as two stories, others as tall as skyscrapers. A halo of various colors hung above their heads, and a shrouded mist enveloped them. Even from a great distance, Grantham could sense from them that the resurrection button was about to light up.

In the last two versions, the ones who fought at the end of the level were always gods. I died so many times that I got so used to it. Grantham was 100% sure that these giants were all gods!

Damn, so many gods!

There is a section in the forum that studies the history of Apocalypse, called Light of Apocalypse. There is a post in it that has unearthed some information about the First Age of Apocalypse. That was an era when gods were everywhere and angels were worse than dogs. There is only one possibility for the dream in front of us. It is a dream from the First Age, and it has nothing to do with war and has a certain peculiarity.

More importantly, in the hands of Wayne Stewell's clone in front, the War God weapon that was originally thought to be a decoration gradually lit up.

"This... seems like winning the jackpot..." Grantham and Youdebiyoushi looked at each other, their hearts filled with surprise.

"What should we do now? How about you guys wait here and I'll go back and call Wayne Stewell over?" Grantham asked tentatively.

According to his idea, it would be best to go back and hand in the task before the clone goes back to report, so as to maximize the benefits.

"Let me go. Your reputation with Boss Wayne should be negative. I'm afraid he will ignore you and the mission will be interrupted." Youdebiyoushi immediately rejected Grantham's opinion and said bluntly.

Grantham: ...

This hurts, old friend! Hearing this, Grantham was speechless. Could it be that he had surrendered countless times, and that Wayne Stewell was always targeting him? Glancing at another teammate who was obviously a newbie, he nodded helplessly and said:

"Then hurry back and I'll follow this clone."

"Have you found any trace of His Majesty the God of War? Can you describe the details?" Gallup III on the side became alert and asked hurriedly.

"Has anyone completed the mission?"

"Which cub?"

"Just this stupid druid."

At this moment, the surrounding players also gathered around, looking at Youdebiyoushi with envy and jealousy. The latter suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention. His mind went blank.

Even Zhou Ning temporarily stopped the simulation, suppressed his slightly anxious mood, and listened to Youdebiyoushi's stuttering description of the dream.

"Your Majesty Stewell, could it be that His Excellency the God of War is currently in the First Age?" After listening to the description patiently, Patriarch Roger couldn't wait to ask in a low voice.

"It's not impossible." Zhou Ning stroked his chin and frowned slightly.

The God of War had been mentioned more than once in the simulations, appearing in the First Age. He had previously speculated that these dreams were the God of War recreating the battle scenes he had witnessed with the Creator God through his own dreams.

They use war as a rope and the Creator God as the core of the dream. They are nested, related to each other, stacked on each other, and derived from each other, piecing together into a huge and magnificent dream, and ultimately leading to the true location of the Creator God.

The simulation also mentioned that the Creator God's retreat was hidden in the First Age. Thinking about it this way, they might have really found the location of the God of War.

Tsk, did the God of War directly find the Creator God's hiding place? Could it be that He also has ideas about the Creator God? I wonder if He found the Creator God in the fallen state of the current timeline, or the peak Creator God isolated from the war of gods in the simulator? Both seem possible.

"There may be many dangers in the dream of the First Age. Do you want to go in with me to find the God of War or wait outside?" Zhou Ning did not complete the task for the time being. He glanced at everyone and asked, feeling a little helpless.

Although he cares very much about the First War of Gods that is taking place in the simulator, the timeline is currently closed and he cannot travel to the time island to interfere with the progress of the First War of Gods.

Moreover, he is currently allied with the Sun Goddess. If he forcibly breaks the alliance, he will most likely be like the Goddess of Life in the simulator, and be forcibly distorted into being controlled by her guardian authority. He has learned from past experiences and must be on guard.

The most important thing is that he has not yet achieved his old self, and most likely he will not be a match for the Sun Goddess. He can only see how his old self fares in the simulator.

Everyone was silent. They believed in Zhou Ning, the god who had created so many miracles, but there was no doubt about the danger of the First Age.

In the distant First Age, demigods were almost the lowest level of existence, and the vast majority of them were not even demigods...

Smith Hall held his breath for several seconds before speaking:

"No matter what, I want to personally participate in finding His Excellency the God of War."

Gallup III shook his head slightly, looked at Smith Hall and the four Angel Kings, and said:

"Mills, Turner, you come in with me, bringing your respective codes. Hall, you and the others stay outside."

He stopped Smith Hall who was about to speak and said with a smile:

"The Church of the God of War needs to continue. If we perish in the First Age, you will be the next Pope."

The players had been listening attentively to Zhou Ning and the others' conversation, fearing they would miss any part of the plot. At this moment, some of the plot fans suddenly realized:

"Damn, Smith Hall is indeed the Son of the Plane. He's going to be the Pope!"

"The Minotaur Party is ecstatic!"

What's going on here? Why is it so tragic? Zhou Ning said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "It's not that scary. After all, it's just a dream. Let's go. My clone seems to be almost finding its destination."

As he spoke, he looked back at the players and reminded them:

"You can come along, but be sure to protect your own safety."

Following the guidance of "Where there is virtue, there must be a corpse", Zhou Ning entered an ordinary dream to the northwest, and sank into the dream after a while.

In the pitch-black world, an orange light lit up, and Zhou Ning had a lantern in his hand. He then looked thoughtfully towards the mountains in the north.

His clone had already headed north ahead of him.