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Hiding in his own dream, Hypnos had already been waiting for a long time.
Even now, he was somewhat surprised at how smoothly his journey was going. No one asked him anything, nor did anyone stop him, because this place was not like Olympus, where nymphs acted as servants, moving about the palaces. Crossing the sixth layer of the Spirit Realm, the God of Sleep arrived at the summit of Mount Sinai outright and openly.
As he entered the Temple of Lops, the Divine Palace was empty, the drinks on the table still warm to the touch. Not far from the main seat, there were eggs of some unknown creatures stored there, but Hypnos only glanced at them before paying them no more attention.
Afterward, there would be plenty of time to look, but now, the task at hand was the most important.
"That was careless, but then again, who would always be on their guard in their own palace?"
