In the legend of Atlantis, more than 1,500 years ago, there was a mage who dreamed sevenfold and wandered in the dream realm of light and land monsters for more than 100 years.

When the soul returns to the skin, it is only discovered that it is only a one-night thing.

But it was this night that he went from being a lonely and unknown person to a person standing at the pinnacle of the empire, and even being able to call him a brother and sister to the third epic genius in the history of the empire.

Break through the four realms at night and reach the peak of the grandmaster, and then become a saint in a hundred years.

At that time, he was only 400 years old, and because he woke up from a big dream, he also learned the ability to control the spirit with a supernatural mind, and was respected as the "Sage of Dreams". In the hundred years of events when he became a saint from the grandmaster, he also relied on his own tempering year after year, and engraved the inexpensive but unique pendant that had followed him for many years into the holy magic guide, and for the rest of his life, he continued to make it more sophisticated.

That magic guide has even been praised as an artifact by the world, and that artifact also has a nice name, called "Dream Tide".

At that time, everyone was envious of this unprecedented adventure.

However, it was nothing more than a hoax.

The mage, whose name has been erased by history, made a deal with the master of the Secret Realm of Kings, the "King of Eternity", at the cost of selling everything he had, and his evil thoughts were stripped away and he was able to concentrate on his cultivation. But the price is that at a certain time, the King of Eternity will put these twisted thoughts that have been practiced with him back into his body and take away his good thoughts.

When the King's Realm was closed, he thought that his cleverness could fool the monarch who had existed for a long time, and that he could escape the clutches of the Eternal King as long as he never entered the Secret Realm again. But he didn't know that the inconspicuous and complicated symbol he always dreamed of was actually the space-time anchor that the Eternal King had branded for him.

So when that day came, those thoughts that became incomparably distorted and weird as his strength grew...... It also changed his body overnight, his screams piercing the sky, his body turned into an ugly and evil monster, every hair of his hair became tentacles, and his saint-like skeleton escaped from that filthy body on its own, and then became another collection of the Eternal King.

By the time the guards broke into his room, he was gone, leaving only the stinking slime and the traces of a massive amount of magic.

Everyone thought he was missing, until ten years later, the secret realm of kings was opened again.

A new, terrifying monster slaughtering adventurers appears in the Tower's field of vision.

The survivors recognized the "saint of the tower" with that one-of-a-kind pendant.

At that time, he, nay, should I say it, became the god worshipped by the evil spirits of the dead land, and the greatest pleasure was the god who never ceased to torture innocent souls.

"You really give a damn it. ”

Ansher opened her eyes and saw a beautiful girl, still protecting the child in her arms in the midst of the war.

In the end, she died by the orc's knife, but before she died, she hid the little baby in the corpse, and the baby obediently did not speak.

Ansher stretched out his hand, even feeling the temperature of the flames, looking at the surrounding scenery, as if returning to the helplessness of that time.

The orc grinned lewdly as he unbuttoned his dress and reached for the woman's corpse.

They don't have the slightest humanity.

Ansher closed his eyes and breathed deeply, but the simple process trembled with anger.

When you close your eyes, the pickled picture still appears clearly in front of you.

"You ......"

"Damn it!"

Anschel's roar nearly tore his throat apart, and the shattered sun behind him rose over the horizon again, and it had never been so vivid!

"I-want your life!" Ansher puffed up his chest and pointed at the sky, I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, he was obviously trapped in the illusion and pointed at the Dark Sage.

The nightmare changed, and the man who came from the edge of the sky looked a little younger than he really was, he was supposed to come to Anschel's eyes, but he suddenly twisted and deformed to break the last psychological defense line of the witcher.

But at this moment, he made the same moves as Anschel.

The teleportation scroll to the outside world began to burn, and its fuel was no longer ordinary magic, but the power that belonged to the saint's origin.

The great sun melted and filled in the direction of the end point for the scroll.

In the far north, it is noon.

Umash was not in the habit of holding the sun above his head, and pointed all the daylight of that moment into the portal that appeared uninvited and suddenly.

The heavens and the earth were dimmed for a few seconds, but every inch of the eternal darkness of the secret realm lit up.

It's just that except for the hole that leads somewhere, the rest of the place is just the light escaping from the edge of this extraordinary style, and it is not lethal.

The illusion shattered, and Ansher finally took a deep breath steadily.

"This is the end of your gospel. ”

"So you know, it doesn't matter to me whether or not I'm winning in this body, but if the Dementor wins, I should have won more easily. ”

Then he smiled at the hole that had lost its spatial prohibition and could exist for a little longer.

Umash's voice came from there.

"Easy, if I wasn't here, wouldn't you die here, and the tactics shouldn't be so crude. ”

"Hehe, I know you're going to be there, I used my power in the place where you can open the portal at will outside, and at that time there was an open portal that allowed the breath to escape, you must be able to feel it, and then you won't leave for a while. After all, if I really wanted to kill that ghost, I wouldn't need to go through such trouble. ”

"What you're talking about is just the usual situation, if suddenly there is an enemy on the front line and I have to leave, what should you do?"

Ansher pouted and said, "You can't praise me, the tactics that I made improvised after entering the Yellow Springs are already very good." ”

"There is nothing to praise about relying on the strength of others. That being said, Anschel could actually hear the lingering smile.

"You just said that this is the secret realm of Yellow Springs? Then you can go to the lake and take a look, there should be a small fragment of the dead place in the Yellow Spring. Try to take it out, and it can be regarded as a bit rewarding from this trip. Umash reminded.

"Is there such a good thing? Then I'll take it out and send it to my junior brother. ”

“......”

"That's right, father. If this Dark Sage is at its peak, can you defeat it?"

"No, you can't. The final battle with it was only because of the existence of the land of the dead that the battlefield turned the battlefield into a meat grinder in which the Grandmaster had no right to participate. When it died, it fought with three saints at the same time, and even then it could behead one of them, and seriously injured the previous pope, and the previous pope finally died because of this injury, even if the elven king himself came to the rescue, he couldn't save it. ”

"Unbelievable. And if it's put in today's heyday, who else can face it in its heyday?"

"They're all dead anyway, struggling with what to do with this. ”

"Curious, after all, you were a grandmaster who was famous for fighting in the first place, if you can't do it, I can't think of anyone else. ”

“...... The actual combat power of the Grandmaster is mostly a secret, and I don't know much about it. But my guess is that if they are not on their home turf, and if the Pope is willing to fight with the Abyss Codex in his hand, he should be able to exchange his life with it. ”

"Lord Diaxun is so strong?"

"After all, one person blocked the Leviathan......"

Before he could finish speaking, the portal ran out of magic and disappeared into thin air.

In the meantime, Ansher first woke up the two companions, who did not have the holy human power to protect them, and should still be trapped in the aftermath of the gospel at this moment.

Jock was not in a good state, first after a big battle, although it was not difficult, but it still consumed a lot of mana, and then he forcibly got up in order to receive Anschel's magic sound, causing him to fall to the ground without mana protection. When he woke up at this moment, he was no longer cold and cold, and he felt a little sluggish.

But fortunately, it doesn't seem to have been influenced much by the gospel.

Chamberlain, on the other hand, woke up panting loudly. There is quite a look of aftershock.

"Can you do it?" said something in your dream, and let us be happy by saying it?" jock teased.

"Fuck off, look at your pale face, it's not much better than me. ”

"I fell and had a bit of internal bleeding in my body. ”

"Okay, okay, my junior brother hasn't found it yet, let's discuss the dream relationship later. Anschel joked, indicating that he was in a much better mood now.

Everyone looked towards the end of the corridor, the door was open, and the forbidden spell had failed.

The ghost staggered from the end of the corridor.

"You ...... Unleashed the Dark Sage?" Han seemed to have lost all his strength, and that desperate gesture perfectly interpreted the lost soul.

A few people were very strange and waited quietly for the following.

"What about my sister if you didn't kill it before it got its body?!Are you so selfish!Do you have to destroy another person's hope to save a human life?!" The ghost began to be hysterical, tearing at his own soul and trying to relieve the pain with this extreme pain.

But it didn't work, because he was already used to the pain.

The ghost knelt on the ground, wailing, crying, despairing.

He cried for a long time, and all three of them looked disgusted, and Jock even urged his magic to end his pain directly.

At this point, he laughed.

The gurgling sound is like a broken swing, and the trembling of the body is very strange.

The laughter grew louder and louder......

Suddenly, it stopped.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

"Everyone. ”

A dull voice rang out from afar, and it was the countless unconscious souls who had been drawn to him.

The wind blew the corners of Ansher's clothes, and he frowned and thought about what to do.

It is rare to begin to absorb these innocent souls to the fullest, but also bear the pain of the soul being torn apart by every inch.

What's the point? It's no bigger than the feeling of heartache.

The Soul Fragment of the Masterless Dementor was also absorbed, causing some translucent robes to appear on the ghost's body.

What's even more interesting is that he seems to have learned from these fragments some of the abilities that belong to the Dark Sage's dreams. After all, the Dementor had been blending with the Sage before.

“...... I can't help it. Ansher looked at it for a moment and said with difficulty.

"Where's your little sun?" Chamberlain felt as if nothing good had happened to him today.

"If you want to kill the Dark Sage, how can you not exchange something of equivalent value. Jock thought Chamberlain's question was idiotic.

They don't want to stop there, but everyone's state is already at the end of their crossbow and can't be stopped.

The robe appeared on the ghost's body, and the slender palm opened and closed, and the giant scythe appeared out of thin air.

"Abraham, please die. ”

The tower was so high that there were only a lot more things on Tavasis's desk, and the uneasiness in his heart never subsided, which made him have no intention of dealing with official documents.

He walked to the room where Mu En's treasure was blocked, pushed the door open, and studied the ring he had given Mu En during the apprenticeship ceremony.

This ring does not actually have any offensive and defensive effects, but it can retain a wisp of the owner's soul, and if the owner dies, the soul can be recalled or re-cultivated with this ring. Of course, it can also replace the master to resist curses and the like.

It's just that if you need to use it to restore your original body, your highest achievements will be limited.

The wisp of soul, after all, is weak, and those who rely on this Horcrux to come back from the dead will inevitably be accompanied by frailty and sickness for the rest of their lives.

At this time, the ring had several cracks that could not be traced in the saint's prohibition.

Tavasis only felt that he had not been so worried even when he was advancing to the rank of saint.

"Hurry up and find a way...... Otherwise, I'm going to die here. Chamberlain watched the giant sickle keep approaching, and even had the idea of jumping into the yellow spring.

"That's it, let's go up together, you two feint, I'll burn the circuit. It's best to kill, and if you can't kill you, you can take advantage of the chaos to escape. But there is one premise, you must bring my junior brother back to the tower safely. At this moment, apart from detonating all the magic guides on his body and his own magic circuit, Ansher felt that there was nothing he could do.

But it doesn't matter, if I'm afraid of sacrifice, how can I be worthy of that splendid family crest.

"He came to us alone, how can you be sure that the little angel is still alive?" asked Chamberlain.

Ansher pointed to his trench coat and said, "My elemental told me that they are not far away, and their chests are still heaving. ”

"Wait, Anschel. I'm not there yet. Jock said, "I still have nearly thirty percent of my magic power, and I'll give it all to you." I believe that the disciples of Lord Tavasis should not disappoint me. As he spoke, he took out another gem from the magician.

"This is a gem engraved with the sixth-order magic 'Space Killing Array', it's up to you. ”

Chamberlain looked at Jock in surprise, this man would actually put his life in the hands of others, which was completely different from the person he remembered.

"I still have nearly 30 percent. Since he decided to gather his combat power, Chamberlain didn't talk much nonsense, and directly instilled magic power into Anschel's body.

"Work miracles. ”

Warm into his body, Ansher felt that his magical state was close to his peak at this moment. But he didn't quite understand that this was only the first time he had fought alongside the two of them, and Jock had only just met.

"Why do you trust me so much?". He asked.

Jock snorted, "Then why don't you trust a person who dares to sacrifice himself? Come on, sing a hymn of courage! If you fail, you can sleep under the Nine Springs without regrets." ”

"He's waiting for you to take him home, you can't die. Chamberlain also said.

Ansher looked down and smiled, his emotions a little complicated.

"I will not disgrace my life!"

Han suddenly accelerated when he was still twenty meters away from the three of them, and the space of twenty meters was like nothing in front of him, only in the blink of an eye, the huge scythe slashed directly horizontally.

The dragon's roar resounded through the secret realm, and the huge concussion caused the eternally silent yellow spring water to shake.

The invisible barrier blocked the huge scythe, and Ansher grabbed the two and jumped backwards, and the moment they landed, they triggered the gem he had hidden with the twisting flames of the Aurora barrier.

The space was torn apart, and Han's soul was twisted into goose feathers, and recondensed before falling to the ground.

Ansher turned, chanting a spell at nearly the fastest speed of his life, pulling the yellow spring water to rush forward.

Having lost the power of the sun, he no longer had the ability to burn his soul directly, so he thought of using the power of the Yellow Spring to kill the enemy in front of him.

The golden water dragon came into the sky, and it was rarely divided by a sickle, but the sickle was infected into gold, and then gradually disintegrated.

Rare let out a scream, shook back the yellow spring water, and as soon as the palm of his hand was put away, a new giant sickle had already appeared in his hand.

"High-level magister level, can't be consumed, what should I do?!" Anschel's mind spun quickly, and then he glanced at the dry corpse.

"The corpse?" he asked.

"It's his sister's, and there's only a faint aura left in it, but the soul is intact. Jock and Ansher have a good understanding.

Ansher turned his head and pulled out the war ghost and pointed at the corpse and yelled, "Did you hear that?!"

Han stopped, his eyes involuntarily attracted by the remains of Gui'er.

"If you're going to kill us, I'm going to kill her completely. Ansher said, placing his long magic knife around the neck of the corpse.

"You have my sister, but I have the four lives you want, if you really dare to kill her, I will kill those four children first, and then take the three of you together." ”

"It's okay, killing one is enough to kill two, I've already killed one, this is a gift. ”

"Then you do it. "I don't believe he dared to do that.

Ansher seemed to suddenly think of something, and helplessly spread his hands, changed his mind, and put the knife back into the magician.

Then he grabbed the corpse by the neck and picked it up, and walked towards Huangquan.

"Don't worry, when I get up from the Yellow Spring, let's fight again. ”

Chamberlain and Jock looked at each other, and then actually laughed.

Heaven or hell, I'm going to fight to the death.

They also turned around and chased after Anschel's back.

"Huangquan will wash away all your sanity!" Han didn't expect him to be so resolute, and roared behind him through gritted teeth.

"It's okay, anyway, your sister will take this bath with me. When the time comes, I hope you will like the fragrant scene of the two of us playing in the water. ”