"The crow is not very auspicious. It is said that not only the southern country, but also the western country of the continent is a bad omen. Wright muttered inwardly, stood up, and turned his head vigorously to look around.

There seemed to be some black marks in the white mist, but due to the blurring effect caused by the fog, it was very dull, as if characters or drawings were written on absorbent paper.

"Is this the effect of Elixir No. 1? Will it bless me? Or will it give me some kind of ability? If I don't get anything in the mist, what is the deeper meaning of the Saint Yan Guild Master giving me this potion?" Wright's mind spun like a spinning top, trying to guess the cause and effect of the potion.

"I remembered something. Looking slightly blankly at the fog and looming imprints, Wright muttered to himself:

"Legend has it that a monster with a crow-like cry will use its voice to drive away humans if it sails to an unknown island or gets lost in an endless forest, and when they seem to avoid areas they don't want to enter, they are led into dangerous areas and then eaten up by another of their kind. I wonder if Potion 1 will give me this kind of hint?" Wright struggled to recall, not wanting to make a mistake in the unknown.

"Dumb-dumb. A crow-like cry was heard again, this time, seemingly to the right of Wright.

"If the legend is not wrong, it is the trajectory of the misinducer of the 105th sequence, which was recorded in the Monster Illustrated Book of the Past in the capital, and I don't think I have forgotten it. Wright thought, turning his gaze to the right.

At this point, everything on the right seemed to have been rehearsed in advance, and the fog gradually faded, revealing a pure black road with a little light blue light.

Immediately after, Wright's voice appeared behind him as if it were a female version.

Repeating the mantra he had just said.

“ us shikmiryuqir。 (Central)"

It's just that it's read backwards.

"What kind of deeper dreams will the potion lead me to. ”

Wright felt a little anxious.

"Please tell me something mysterious. ”

"I've been using your powers. ”

"Come on. ”

The last sentence was soft and seductive, making Wright feel a little trance for half a second.

"Come on. ”

How can it pass, it is obviously a trap, a beauty plan? The southern country has not used a strategy for many years.

Wright suddenly came to his senses, and instead of following his curiosity and looking back, he sprinted along the road ahead at full speed.

It seems that dreams must also follow the physical laws of reality, and Wright has strong physical fitness, and his running speed is naturally fast.

But even so, he still felt some kind of cool object behind him touching his neck from time to time.

"Tentacles?" Wright shuddered in his heart, and his steps began to stagger a little.

As soon as he slowed down, a scarlet tentacle wrapped around his neck, dragging him backwards with all his might.

"Let go of me!" Wright yelled, his hands tugging outward.

But the tentacles seemed to be steel, unable to move a bit, and even released a disgusting green viscous substance in front of him.

"Blood, monster blood?" Wright said, smelling an eerie scent.

He'd found it during an exploration of the ruins of the northern part of the Empire, but what does that have to do with Potion 1?

Could it be that there is something about a monster in Potion 1?

Wright didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Although with his strong physical fitness, Wright can temporarily maintain a static balance with the tentacles.

But with his footsteps visibly sliding backwards, he had to get out of this unfavorable situation as quickly as possible.

"Hit? No, he's too hard. No, I can't get it out now. Biting makes him withdraw his hand after feeling pain?" Wright played a game in his heart for a second, but the desire for life prevailed over everything else.

"Bit, my teeth can tear three ripe beef, raw meat may be able to night, let him feel a little pain may be effective. Wright's heart sank when he thought of this, and he pulled the tentacles away a little with both hands.

I took a bite down.

Poof!

A viscous object of red and green scatters outwards like flying sparks. Under the scarlet and bitter breath, Wright felt a burning pain.

The liquid that splashed onto Wright's body from his tentacles didn't seem to have an anesthetic effect, but rather a sobering agent, which made him feel exceptionally clear in this dream.

"You will use my power. ”

In the position ahead, Wright heard a dull but childish voice.

"You..... Who are you?" called Wright, staggering and bracing himself forward.

Then, all the fog and gloom around him gradually dissipated outward, as if blown away by the wind and the rising sun, and was replaced by light and softness.

"I can tell you all the mysteries. The voice continued, as if answering the appeal of Wright's spell.

"Really?" Wright blurted out.

But the voice did not answer him, but continued to himself:

"I don't mind you using the power of the Lord God, on the contrary, I can give you one. ”

"You are my most faithful apostle. ”

"The gods of darkness have blessed you. ”

When the last half of the words were finished, all the confusion and confusion in Wright's eyes were completely gone, and he was standing in a garden at this moment.

It resembles the style of the Eventele Empire hundreds of years ago, with marble tops and wide pillars made of white unknown jade, peonies beloved by the aristocracy blooming around the perimeter, and carefully manicured dwarf trees.

It's like a place where you can enjoy it.

"Since you chose to come to see me, are you ready to accept your mission?" the voice appeared behind Wright, startling him.

"Who is it?" Wright turned, expertly pulling out the "Wild Bear" pistol with his right hand and aiming it at the man in front of him.

"I am the Dark King, this is what the spiritual people of the Flame Empire call me. But in the Cold Country, the Empire of Aventley, I am known as the Lord of the Night, the god of Order 2. I am one order away from the Creator who created the world. But it was as if we were separated from each other by an ocean with no end in sight. I have tried to find his traces, and the dragon that helped me before has been lost, I have been looking for that dragon for thirty years, and now that you have found me in a misty dream, will you help me?" the Dark King smiled and held out his right hand.

This is a friendly gesture in the new era.

"Did Potion 1 bring me here?" asked Wright.

Although he didn't want to admit this fact, after all, he still needed the young man-like god in front of him to give him an affirmative answer.

"Yes and no. The Dark King's words were filled with a quantum aura.

"How do you understand that?" Wright continued, his eyes vigilantly watching his surroundings from time to time to prevent the monster from reappearing.

"The power of the water source temporarily upgrades your magical power to darkness. You should know the basics, but if you have the power of metal, then the upgraded power of the Demonic Source will lead you to another realm, and similarly, the light of the flame upgrade may lead you to the dragon realm. ”

"To the point, I don't want to waste time, who knows how long the energy of the potion will last. Wright rudely interrupted the Dark King.

"I don't mind a small punishment for the impatient. The Dark King smiled at the corner of his mouth, and a dark aura instantly poured out from his immature face and purple robes.

Instantly, Wright felt that the muscles in his whole body were out of control, as if his brain was growing on him, but the control was not in his brain.

"Dark Ascension. After a simple incantation, the Dark King's right hand glowed with a purple glow.

Immediately after, Wright's whole body was also covered with a layer of purple light.

In this pleasant environment, as the Dark King's right hand stretched upward, Wright's body rose upwards as if it were being grasped by a giant hand.

Boom!

The Dark King's hand unexpectedly lifted all the demonic power, and Wright's body also made a heavy contact with the ground at this time.

It seemed as if he heard the sound of bones breaking.

"That's a lesson I've taught you, it's called power. Obviously, the dragon boy I entrusted to him didn't have this desire, he just wanted to get his memories back. But his desire grew stronger, and the development of things deviated more and more from his predetermined track. Until the failed Long Qing thirty years ago, he disappeared in the brilliant flames. He promised me that he would continue to serve me when he found his memories when he came to the Flame Empire. But when George Socrates went to look for him in the dragon realm, he actually reneged on his oath, don't you think it's ridiculous?" the Dark King smiled and walked in front of Wright.

Condescending, there is a kind of demonic majesty.

"What do you want me to do?" Wright asked, the fear in his eyes hard to hide.

"Help me find the dragon boy, I can feel that his breath is getting stronger and stronger. If you find him and rescue him, I can grant you the status of a demigod. The Dark King said as he half-crouched down and dragged Wright's chin.

It's like a good deal, and it's tempting.

Wright thought.

"Can that give me some hints?" Wright asked, a gesture of choice.

"Follow your destination, and the ice will coexist with the flames. The man in the distance is around, and he has the breath of a dragon. The Dark King chanted like a poet.

"Is that a hint? Well, the gods are mysterious. Wright smiled a little wordlessly.

"Before I send you out of here, I want to do a divination for you and the dragon, and I want to see your future fate. The Dark King smiled, and his right hand swiped a graceful line in the air, and twenty-two tarot cards appeared in front of Wright's eyes.

Dark grey style, neat typography.

"Tarot cards? I choose this one. Wright reached out and tapped the middle one.

"Order, lovers?" the Dark King was a little surprised, and delivered the card to Wright.

"The fate of the two boys is the lover card, and this is really the Creator's plan. The Dark King smiled bitterly, and a shadow streaked across and disappeared in place.

Then, as if constantly swept by a whirlpool, mixed with the feeling of the wind tearing the air from his ears, and the double torture of fire and ice, a green light symbolizing life finally appeared in front of Wright's eyes.

He cautiously stretched out his hand, and in an instant, the green light changed into countless green fireflies, enveloping him like a cluster of stars.

After the whispers of a god and a series of near-out-of-control falls, Wright finally opened his eyes with a gasp.

"Coming back?" Wright wondered, staring at the No. 1 magic potion that was still half left in his hand, a little distracted.