However, Roque is a sane madman, and he finally finds that he has overlooked the most important question, which is what to do if he wakes up from the dream, whether it means that everything he has done is in vain.

"What's going on?"

Roque's brow furrowed, and he stabbed the back of his hand with a bone pen, and the pain swept over his heart.

Looking at the blood beads that had congealed from the wound on the back of his hand, Roque couldn't calm down, he couldn't tell what was a dream and what was reality.

"Am I going to be stuck here? ”

The previous excitement was long gone, and at this time, Roque had only one thought, and that was to get out of here, and if it was really a dream, then wake himself up quickly.

But reality is cruel and unforgiving, and it tells Roque all the time that all this is true, and that you are in captivity.

There was no exit to the place, and it was surrounded by dark and cold walls, and Roque looked around it carefully, but found no secret doors.

"The way out is in the hands of truth, and you must make a choice. ”

"Remember, never betray the truth, or you'll have to stay here forever. ”

"Trust me. ”

Suddenly, things around me became whiter and whiter, emitting an intense white light.

These strange words went straight to Roque's heart, and his face changed so much that he felt like he couldn't breathe, as if he had been pressed into the water, and the blinding light made his eyes extremely uncomfortable.

In his blurred vision, Roque struggled to catch some strange figures, and suddenly there was a very unreal feeling.

The figures were in the midst of a pilgrimage, kowtowing step by step, slowly moving towards a bright passage, Roque's body unable to move, the voices tormenting him all the time.

The pain lasted for an hour, and at the end Roque collapsed to the ground, shouting at the empty lab with a lot of rage.

"Damn the truth!"

He uttered such a rude sentence, but received no response.

The strange sounds had receded like a tide, and Roark had to rethink how he was going to get out of here, or rather wake up from this dream.

"Damn, how long the hell have I been here!"

Roque tried to calm himself down, and he began to think, and suddenly it felt that the voices he heard were not groundless, but must represent some kind of meaning.

Perhaps, at this time, you should consider the issue of compromise.

To say that rude sentence is tantamount to blocking his retreat, and he has no way of knowing whether those words are the last words or those spoken by a living person.

When people are upset, they will always do things that are beyond common sense, and they will also bury the opportunity to discover details, and in the face of this closed laboratory, Roque feels at a loss.

The question of how to get out of front of him made him feel deeply anxious, and Roque's inner realization that he was dreaming had already begun to waver.

At this moment, it is no longer a problem that can be solved by reading a book, but Roque at least knows that for the time being, he must remain calm and believe that he can get out.

"You all hate me, and I hate you too, especially the unconcealed hostility, which makes me very uneasy. ”

"But I think you should learn to bow your head, I don't know where the confidence comes from, I find that I have the strength to control you. ”

"And I have the confidence that I can destroy, it's not a threat, I'm just telling the truth, don't let my words fall on deaf ears. ”

In the lab, Roque muttered to himself intermittently, as if he was a little enchanted, and he probably didn't even understand what he meant.

But now no one can give him benign advice, this laboratory, he is the only one.

The only thing that could be answered was silence, loneliness can drive people into madness, and Roque lost the sense of accomplishment that he had successfully unleashed his magic for the first time, and he became irritable.

"Damn place, what the hell am I here for! If it's a damn dream, please wake me up. ”

Crackling.

Some glassware was mercilessly smashed to the ground by him, and shards flew in all directions, and these things were far from venting his inner anger.

Roque knew very well that if he was trapped here, his spirit would be tortured to the point of collapse if he was trapped here, and he was no longer in the mood to explore what else was here.

"Tell me, would you like to never betray the truth?"

The loud voice went straight to Roque's mind, and he was a little sober, maybe this was the best turnaround.

"Get out!"

Sometimes it's not the knife that hurts the most, it's a trivial word.

Roque had no way of knowing how far-reaching his word would be, and it would lead him further down the wrong path.

Rumble!

Click!

An unspeakable pain struck, and Roque fell directly to the ground, bright red blood pooling under his body, flowing around in a strange path.

"Am I going to die? It hurts. ”

Roque slowly closed his eyes, and the exhaustion of his whole body suddenly became difficult at this time, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and as time passed, he had reached the point where he could not take the initiative to think.

"The darkness is beginning to spread, death is inevitable, and for the sake of the fading light, you and we must stand up. ”

"It's your mission, even if you don't want to, but destiny has opened a new chapter. ”

"Sing, the last wizard. ”

"The Tree of Life is calling to you, can you bear to watch the earth fall into desolation, and to watch the gods go to the grave?"

It's another kind of voice, so empty and so breathtaking that it is impossible to praise it in words, because it represents the extreme.

"Who are you?"

As the world swirled, Roque couldn't help but blurt out, he opened his eyes, but saw another picture, this place seemed familiar, it was actually a bedroom.

"It's all dead, it's coming back, I'm going to die too, we're all going to die. ”

The voice of words suddenly sounded in his ears, and Roque followed the voice, his pupils instantly contracted, and his face was shocked.

I saw a small figure standing up slowly in front of the desk, her expression was dull, her eyes were white, and her clothes and hair fluttered strangely.

"Are you Helen?" Roque asked, slightly wary.

In front of the desk, Helen stood dumbly, muttering to herself, her eyes covered with a white glow.

Her appearance makes her scalp tingle, as if she has no soul.

"What the hell are you doing?"

The anxious Roque couldn't help but shout loudly, this series of encounters was too unbelievable, he was very uneasy, and wanted to wake up the other party quickly.

"Dead, dead, you and I will die too. ”

Helen looked up at Roque mechanically, and inexplicable words popped out of her mouth, and at that moment, in the corner, a door suddenly appeared, and she slowly walked towards the door, making strange noises.

"Helen!"

Roque was terrified, and he saw that the other party's feet had not landed on the ground at all.

"Come back!"

Roque's cries had no effect, and seeing that Helen had disappeared through the door, he hurried after him.

It was a tall and wide passageway, surrounded by damp, dim light, and a choking smell, and along the way, Roque tried his best to wake Helen, and he even wondered if he was wasting his time with a puppet.

"Helen, wake me up!"

"They're all dead, and so are you. ”

Suddenly, Helen turned around in a daze and looked up at Roque with a pale smile on her face.

"This, is it?"

Roque looked behind Helen with a shudder, and he found that he could no longer breathe, something was stuck in his throat, and his massive body made him fall into an ice cellar.