Early in the morning, a shrill laugh pierced the tranquility of Chitose Mansion.

Shadow Dream sat on a dark red chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and swallowed melon seeds.

Hearing her laughter, the minion next to him couldn't help but shake his body and lowered his head. This nameless adult's temperament is really getting more and more cloudy, from the beginning of wearing women's clothes, losing his temper inexplicably, to now talking to corpses, isn't it even more crazy?!

"Hahaha. Little Shadow, come on, turn over the cards and see where we play next. Shadow Dream reached out and flicked the map.

"Oops, I almost forgot you were a corpse. It won't move without my control. As she spoke, she clapped her hands. The "man" dressed in black next to him walked over with his hands and feet, and casually opened a sign.

"Ann Lizard. Nice, nice place, to make a deal with them. Little Shadow is so lucky. ”

Shadow Dream flicked his finger in the air, and the map fell in front of the minion next to him. "That's it. ”

The Lizard is a desert in the Beast Realm with no natural rainfall, controlled by the Lizardmen. For a long time, the lizardmen were defined as backward barbarians by the immortals. However, they are actually an extremely tenacious people and exist in large numbers. If you can bring this land close to the scope of the spiritual realm, it will be obtained for free, a powerful army. As for what they want, Shadow Dream speculates that it's water.

There is very little information about the beast world in the annals, and no one in the fairy world is bored enough to record the story of the colony.

Ying Meng is still relatively elegant, after all, if you want to talk to others, you still have to be polite. Although her so-called politeness is to inform her that she wants to come and talk to them about things, as for whether the other party agrees or not, it doesn't matter, just a notice. No one else dared to say anything, after all, she had a big fist.

Shadow Dream came to the pre-arranged location, which was a cave house.

"Or the Tibetan Cave, or the Qi Zhi Lingyue. —"The Monument of the Good Pavilion"

Shadow dreamed that no one had come, so he began to wander around the cave. She looked at the mural on the wall. Each painting tells a story. Each story is independent of the others. Each painting has a unique story to tell, as if it were a separate space that runs in its own way. But what is her story?

She can choose which painting to look at, but she doesn't know the story until she looks at it. Like her own story, she didn't know which painting it was. No direction, no purpose. Blindly moving forward, maybe go far enough, you can find your own story.

"What do you say, Little Shadow?"

"What are you talking about, Nameless?" Shadow Meng sneered. Look back at the man who interrupted her thoughts. With silver hair, red eyes glinting in the dark cavern, and a green leather outfit, he seemed to be the person she was negotiating with today.

"You're Andalu. ”

Andalu nodded, knowing that Li Meng's intentions were wrong, he didn't even bother to say hello. "Say, what do you want?"

Shadow Meng chuckled and clapped her hands. Then Andalu saw countless rivers and mountains in front of his eyes.

He let out an exclamation.

When he reached out to take a sip of the spring, it was all gone.

"Beauty, I have bad intentions, but I can also bring you what you need most. "Seeing that Andalu did not speak. Kagemu smiled. "I heard from Little Shadow that your surname is Gui Wanzhen. This is an ancient orc text. ”

"You know the ancient orc language. An eerie look of excitement appeared on Andalu's face.

"Isn't it possible for ghosts to guess such things as ancient texts? ”

Andalu nodded. "Just like the prophecy says. ”

Shadow Dream smiled. He came here in person, not only for an army, but also because she had heard about this place in the ghost talent training camp of the Southern Immortal Realm. The drawings I got from Sheng Yuan later also described this surname.

The Southern Immortal Realm once came to the Beast Realm in an attempt to win over some of the races here. But at that time, they were still relatively weak and could not fulfill some of the promises they had made. Therefore, it all depends on deception to win over others. For example, what kind of legend, fable or the like is left behind, saying that in the future, so-and-so will appear one day, and then say what kind of code. Then we can bring this race out of the darkness.

Kagemu speculates that the Gyu-woo family was one of those who were co-opted in the first place. Now, it seems, it was.

The hand of the Southern Immortal Realm is really long. The hand is stretched out so long...... It's time to chop it off.

Shadow Dream slowly walked down the stairs. "I know a lot of things. She said. "I know you've had children. You've lost a loved one. You have hidden fears. Outwardly you appear to be self-disciplined and aloof, but inside you feel worried and insecure. I also know that you advocate violence and that you are about to commit it. I know a lot. ”

Andalu took a step back, shock written all over his face. "I'm not targeting you, Lord Nameless. He whispered.

Shadow Meng looked at his expression and smiled even more. "You mentioned prophecy and wanted an answer. When you come here, plan to solve the problem with violence. The weapon should be in your tight tunics. ”

"Nameless, I ......"

"There's a very small chance that you'll have a chance to bleed me. But by doing so you will only bring more destruction to your race, and the little hope you have left will be dashed. ”

"Nameless Lord. Andalu argued. "This weapon is a gift for you. As long as you can prove it, you are the person in the prophecy. ”

"But if I'm not that person. I'm going to lose my life, right?" Shadow Dream sat in her chair, looking very relaxed. The more relaxed you are in the face of danger, the more fearful your enemies will be. Now it's up to you to see which direction the hands of fate will point.

Slowly, Andalu took out a short black knife from the mouth of his coat, a sharp knife that shone sharply in the light of the fire. There are two red gems on the hilt, and the ghostly fire that handles the hell gate adds a touch of intimidation to the knife. The red shimmered with a mysterious light, like a flower blooming on the other side, tempting people to the abyss. Shadow forced herself not to keep staring at it.

"Nameless, do you know what this is?"

"Death Blade. ”

"Look at it, don't just look at the surface. Do you know what it means?"

What does it mean?Shadow Dream struggled to remember what she had heard in the Ghost Talent Training Camp. But apart from the fragrant barbecue, she couldn't remember anything else she had heard. To be honest, the food in the Southern Immortal Realm is really good. Ahem, off topic.

Kagemu struggled to remember.

This question will point in two different directions. He came to me with this knife to ask me this question, because I had revealed that I was a ghost. My answer will point to two different endings: violent or ...... Or what? He needed an answer to what the meaning of this knife was.

In the sea of memories, Shadow Dream seemed to hear a voice. "Woo ...... Leave a prophecy ...... Knife...... Symbol...... Cut off the decaying ...... With a mark darker than darkness...... Fear...... War...... Death...... Rewriting Destiny...... The mark of freedom. ”

Shadow Dream raised her eyes slightly. "Its meaning is imprint. ”

Al-Andalu let out a cry. There was a cry of sorrow in the voice, and it was like a shout of joy. Shadow Dream paused. She wanted to say that this knife symbolizes the seal code, symbolizes the appearance of ghosts, the slashing of decay, and the writing of new rules. But now all the information was warning her not to say that. Because the key word is imprint.

Imprints?

Andalu was holding the knife tightly in his hand at this time, as if he was ready to use its functions at any moment.

Then came the sound of her kebabs being taken away. Damn, I paid too much attention to eating at the beginning, and I didn't remember the important ones at all. Ying Meng was panicking now, but she took a sip of tea slowly. "Do you think I, knowing the secrets of antiquity and the secret prophecies, will not know what a seal is?"

Andaloo slowly lowered the knife in his hand. "When a man has lived too long for a parable, shock is inevitable when this prophecy is verified. ”

Kagemere shook her head in her heart for the pathetic people. For them, prophecy is a beacon of hope. For the Southern Immortal Realm, this prophecy is just a tool that can make them work hard when the Southern Immortal Realm needs it one day.

Andalu handed the knife to Shadow Dream. "Nameless, please keep this knife by your side. As long as there is no blood for a week, the knife will hide itself. It's yours, and it's yours as long as you're alive. ”

Shadow Dream placed the knife in front of her eyes. It's really sharp.

She then pointed the knife at Andalu's heart. Admiring the fear on his face, the fear of death. Shadow Dream slowly pushed hard, blood pouring out of Andalu's left chest. It's really sticky.

Then she put the knife back, and Andalu's eyes slowly whitened as she looked at Shadow Dream in horror. "You're one of us. He murmured. "You're that person. ”

Shadow Meng put the knife away. Andalu looked at her in amazement. "Your Excellency, you know that there are only two ways for those who have seen this knife to be purified or slaughtered. You know, sir. ”

Shadow Dream said secretly in her heart, I know now. Then, she put on a god-like look. "You have been purified. ”