Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Without paying any attention to the useless tin soldier, Wang Zichuan also floated to Bernadette's side and watched Sleeping Beauty with these cloaked monsters.

Looking at it, several black lines suddenly floated out of Bernadette's body, and the black lines turned towards the three cloak monsters as if wisely.

Hey, this cloak monster won't be an essence of flowers, plants, trees, and it likes to **** the spirit of living people. But it's inappropriate to say that, it feels like a channel.

Wang Zichuan couldn't help but complain again.

In the dream, Bernadette was shrouded in darkness. Just when the fear was at its greatest, monsters in the darkness stretched out their long mouthparts.

Suddenly, the dream broke inch by inch, and Bernadette woke up.

Wang Zichuan has been paying attention to Bernadette's situation. Just when the black line just floated under the cloak monster's black cloak, Bernadette's body suddenly became transparent, and then flashed a starting point of starlight. The figure composed of starlight suddenly shattered, scattered, and disappeared into the void, but In an instant, they regrouped at the edge of the open space.

As soon as Bernadette's figure appeared, he opened his right hand, palm up, and a dark brown horn condensed on it. It was rough and old in texture, with the texture of power and destruction.

Bernadette slowly raised it to her mouth, as if the horn was very heavy, the low voice spread out, and the powerful sound wave with the power to destroy everything hit the place where Bernadette just lay.

The pea hammock shrunk quickly and burrowed into the ground when Bernadette suddenly turned into a star smash. The three cloak monsters were still stunned in place, and they didn't realize why such a large piece of food was gone.

A terrifying force capable of shattering all obstacles dashes toward the three cloaked monsters. The dark cloak shrank for a while, unable to resist the force of destruction.

With a bang, a cloak monster exploded. The black cloak shattered into tiny particles, like sand on a beach.

boom! boom! The other two cloak monsters also shattered into black sand.

These black fine sands, driven by a mysterious force, slowly gathered together.

"What is this? Hmm... It feels like the power of the dark night pathway."

Wang Zichuan came over and looked at these extraordinary characteristics that were gathering.

"They are the demons of fog dreams. They feed on nightmares. They can enter the dreams of sleeping creatures and affect the creature's recall of the most painful things. After evolving into the deepest and most desperate dreams, they will eat these dreams, and The owner of the dream will no longer be able to dream about people and things with the ability to be eaten."

"Generally speaking, they don't hurt the dreaming creatures, but they like the smell of the most painful and desperate dreams, and they always try to guide the dream to develop in the most terrifying direction, often scaring the owner of the dream to death."

Bernadette looked at the three pieces of black cloth that had been aggregated into two palm-sized pieces. Their surfaces were radiant, soft and silky to the touch, very much like a piece of superb cloth.

"Well... If we can catch more of these little goblins, would it be possible to make a priceless dress? Wearing it on your body, tsk tsk, luxurious and noble... The master of the night... unimaginable."

"The owner of the skirt is likely to immediately fall into extreme fear and die suddenly in pain and despair."

Bernadette answered lightly. Saying that, he put away the three Beyonder materials.

"Are they the ingredients for the potion formula of the Night Path?"

Wang Zichuan asked curiously.

"Well, it's the main ingredient for Nightmare's potion. The Church of Evernight should have raised a lot."

"These little guys are quite cute."

Live like a Soul Eater figure, and dead can be sold for money. Speaking of which, if I tell Bernadette the Harry Potter story, can she develop some new magics?

Ignoring Wang Zichuan's nonsense, Bernadette put away the useless tin soldiers and put out the fire. After the extraordinary creature attack happened, Bernadette couldn't fall asleep anyway, so he continued to move forward in the dark.

I originally thought that this was an ordinary island without Extraordinary factors, but I didn't expect that there would be extraordinary creatures equivalent to half of Sequence 7, but for a Sequence 3 saint, extraordinary creatures without divinity were all ants after all.

The lush and tall trees completely cover the red moon, and the crimson moonlight can only leak out sporadically, so the visibility in the jungle is very low.

Although Bernadette also has night vision, humans who are accustomed to light always don't like walking in the dark.

Bernadette walked, and there were little stars around her. These stars became more and more, and they converged into a long ribbon. The ribbon twisted and twisted, floating above Bernadette's head, like a streak across the sky. the Milky Way.

Each point of light on this star ribbon shimmers in light and dark, like a blinking star, and the countless points of light come together to emit a soft, steady and bright light, illuminating Bernadette. A large area in the center.

Bernadette walked through the jungle step by step under the starlight.

Wang Zichuan floated along for a while, remembering that Bernadette didn't wake up suddenly until the most dangerous moment. It didn't seem like he could restrain the influence of the fog dream demon, so he asked curiously:

"Before, how did you break free from the dream?"

Bernadette didn't stop, and replied in a calm tone:

"Before, UU reading www.uukanshu.com you frequently invaded my dreams. I was worried that I was not thinking rationally enough in the dream, and I had intense emotions under your guidance, and I made a wish to you on impulse. I gave myself There is a preset condition of spiritual reminder. Once some of my emotions reach a certain level, my spirituality will remind me that I am in a dream and I should wake up immediately. Unfortunately, I am easy to be Provocative emotions set lower conditions, and the emotions that the fog dream demon likes are pain and fear."

As time passed, the night gradually faded, and the sky covered by the cascading branches and leaves faded little by little, turning crimson and fish-mammed white.

The jungle also gradually lit up, the flowers and trees around him, and the rotting leaves under his feet, from fuzzy to clear. Although the sun could not be seen, the light stumbled down through the gaps in the obscuring green curtain, illuminating the interior of the jungle.

The trees became sparser, the grass became lower, the light became brighter and brighter, and the sound of sea water lapping against sand and stones could be vaguely heard.

Finally, Bernadette came out of the jungle. In the distance, he could see the shore with fine sand and the blue sea.

After that, this section of the road was ordinary, and there were no more waves.

Bernadette sighed silently. She didn't know whether she should be happy that she didn't encounter anything dangerous, or she should be disappointed that the island was too safe to hide clues to her father's tomb.

Looking at the rising sun and the distant sea, at some point, Bernadette's figure became transparent, turned into a foam with colorful rays of light in the sun, dispersed with the wind, and then shattered and disappeared one by one.

Returning to Bernadette on the ship, in the continuous greetings of the crew, she instructed in a deep voice to turn around, set sail, and return.

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