At first glance, the old castle of roses is a desolate place. Those who have taken the risk to visit here have only one thing to say about this place: "There is no one to live, not even the ruins remain, except for the extremely iconic ruined tower, which is almost nothing but rubble." In short, it is better to meet than to be famous. ”

However, this is the case, every year there are still a few people who do not give up and persistently run here, and then return disappointed with the same evaluation.

Over time, the stereotype of the old castle of roses spread more and more.

But after all, it was once a city-state, and it was destroyed almost overnight, how could there be only a few broken stones?

Decades ago, a group of travelers came to the Old Castle of Roses with this idea, and unfaithfully stumbled to the flowing gravel, digging to a depth of about two or three meters, and then was shocked to find a mountain of dry bones.

The citizens of the old country, who had been buried underground for hundreds of years, were densely piled up, staring at them silently with a pair of black hole eyes, like a silent cry. The team of travelers didn't expect to dig up so many bones, and they were all gathered together, and their scalps suddenly went numb, and they were shocked by the visual effect.

They crawled out of the old fort with their crotches clutched, and it is said that they wandered wildly in the desert for more than half a month before returning to the town in embarrassment.

And those people of the old country who were dug up were blown by a few sandy winds, and they were buried in eternal darkness again.

From then on, people who admired the ruins of the old fort would no longer be idle to dig in the sand, and the relics of the old country should be buried alive by the mountain of bones and corpses before they were dug up, how exciting.

But that night, there were really people who were cheap.

This person is none other than the Honorable Kevin Fassbender, whom he was born to owe and may also call him the God of Light, Fae.

Relying on his godhead to return to his place and his divine power was gradually recovering, this benevolent brother almost demolished the ruins of the entire Old Rose Fort with his bare hands, and found the underground palace of the Old Rose Fort nearly ten meters underground.

The area of the underground palace of the old fort is so large that it is almost empty, except for a few carved giant pillars supporting the top, there is almost nothing else, as if it has been completely emptied by someone, and even the carved surface of the giant pillar seems to have been roughly worn by something, it seems to be pitted and mottled, and it is impossible to distinguish what pattern was originally carved.

Kevin sent all the people who had died around the ruins into the dungeon, and the thousands of people who had died were lying on the ground of the dungeon was also very spectacular.

When this ancestor was nooking, he actually left a little place for himself to settle down in every place. He stood in a corner, reached out and touched the stone wall, and bent his slender fingers to gently cage on the lampstand that had been silent for a hundred years, and he could gather a ball of fire.

He walked around the four walls of the dungeon, bypassed the load-bearing pillars, and moved his fingers, and there was a warm yellow flame in all the lampstands of the entire dungeon.

The temperature difference between day and night in this area near the mirage is too great, and although it is hot and dry during the day, it can freeze people shivering at night. Let these people who passed out spend the night outside, and tomorrow morning they should all be hard one by one, and there is no need to expect to wake up again.

More than a dozen wall fires warmed the underground palace at the same time, and also reflected the scene inside clearly.

Those people lying on the ground are not completely messed up, thinking that the God of Light is probably a little obsessive-compulsive in this regard, and in the work of moving thousands of people into the underground palace, he actually has the mental strength to divide people into three groups.

All the people from the Golden Lion Kingdom leaned against the wall, almost enclosing the entire dungeon. And the rangers of the city-states and those of unknown origin were packed and piled up on the edge of the Western Wall because of their small numbers.

As for that last one......

The last group was the frontier guards from the Northern Emerald Country, who were sent out to probably confront the garrison led by Mio, but because they were close to the desert, they were also lured by the immortal bird godhead.

Kevin gathered them together very badly and spread them in the open space in the middle of the dungeon, just surrounded by a circle of Golden Lion soldiers, so tightly that they couldn't run, they simply lacked great virtue.

However, to be precise, he has always been absent-minded when doing these trivial things. While housing these people who had passed out because of his godhead, I couldn't help but wonder about Merlot's whereabouts.

As he had heard earlier at the edge of the tower's broken walls, the godhead was a trick of Merlot's work, and Merlot was clearly still alive. It's just that the age of God has passed for too many years, and Merlot's trace has disappeared for too many years, so people can't do it at all.

The black wind that transmitted the sound before did not leave any threads, so that it was impossible to grasp Merlot's current hiding place at all.

Where can he stay for so many years......

Kevin held a lantern-like flame on his fingertips, stood and muttered for a moment, then frowned and shook his head.

Just as he was a little distracted, the fluffy mass near his ankle suddenly moved slightly.

Awake?! So fast?

Kevin was stunned for a moment, looked down, and saw the huge sky wolf curled up at his feet, his head resting unconsciously on his front paws, his huge wings half-covering his body, and his breathing rose and fell slightly.

Generally speaking, people who are in a coma because they can't bear the godhead are just lucky not to die, and the impact is actually amazing, and the serious ones may not wake up for a year or two, and the slight ones will have to sleep for at least a whole day.

But how long has it been?

Kevin sighed secretly, and saw the wolf at his feet move again. As if in some burning dream, the muscles of the front paws jerked. The furry beast face actually frowned, and the wrinkled eyebrows really had the usual appearance of the emperor.

However, the expression of the wolf face is not as rich as the face after all, and there is no more emotion to be seen except frowning.

But Kevin noticed that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and he was getting more and more rapid, as if he wanted to break free from the endless darkness because of some desperate thought. This is not a simple awakening from a dream, but a rebellion against the suppression of divine power.

If you are submissive to being suppressed, then you will feel comfortable and warm in your dreams, and even make people dependent and nostalgic. If you subconsciously have too much personal will and want to get out of being suppressed, then you will have nightmares.

The later he wakes up, the easier it is for him to fall at the feet of the gods, and vice versa.

This process of rebellion is much more painful than you imagined, because you will dream about what you are most afraid of, worry about, and painful, as if you were actually experiencing it.

Kevin had always known that Osvid was a tough guy because he had little faith in the gods that were far away, and that was exactly what Kevin agreed with and appreciated. But he didn't expect this bone to be hard like this, and in less than half a day's work, he actually showed signs of waking up......

Osvid's eyebrows deepened, a low roar came out from the bottom of his throat, and he even jerked his sharp wolf teeth, his body tightened, and his front paws scratched the ground twice with some eagerness.

I don't know how hard he exerted, the tips of his claws left a few heavy marks on the heavy stone ground, and even a little blood broke out at the base of his claws.

"What is this dream...... Kevin half-crouched down, raised his hand and pinched his front paw, just to see how big the wound was, he felt a sudden light in his hand, and the front paw slapped towards Kevin almost instinctively.

Fortunately, Kevin reacted quickly enough and turned his head abruptly to give way, otherwise he would have to tear off at least three pieces of flesh from his neck.

The Osvid in the dream was extremely aggressive, and in this state of not being able to touch it, there was an inexplicable feeling of a trapped beast fight.

Kevin didn't move him easily, but maintained a half-crouching posture beside him, half-guarded and half-protected, lest His Majesty the Emperor be angry and ruin his entire paw.

As soon as he turned his gaze to Osvid's bared white wolf fangs, he heard the hard bone suddenly frown and let out a low wail.

Kevin's eyebrows skipped a beat.

He was accustomed to the state that the emperor usually only snorted coldly when he broke his hands and feet, and when he heard such a low wail, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. It was as if a thorn had been tied to the heart, and the thin thorns were twisted in the flesh.

It doesn't hurt much, but it's a bit tingling.

He subconsciously reached out and patted Osveld's face, as if he had forgotten how he had almost been torn off three pieces of flesh by his claws.

The struggling beast was probably at the end of the dream, and when he slapped it like this, his front paws twitched, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

The wolf's eyes, which are so transparent that there are almost no impurities on weekdays, seem to be covered with a faint layer of water vapor at this time, and they are covered with fine blood, looking tired and silent......

"Auswid? Awake? Kevin's brow furrowed even deeper when he saw the wolf's eyes, and he gently slapped the wolf's face twice again and whispered.

The eyes of the giant beast lying on the ground suddenly froze, as if it was completely woken up by his voice. The bloodshot eyes suddenly took focus, staring at Kevin's face for a long time, almost dripping blood.

Kevin was stunned by his eyes, and just as he opened his mouth to say something, he felt a flower in front of him, and the behemoth pounced on him. The shaggy wolf's head was pressed against his neck, and the silvery-white hairs, which were not particularly soft, rubbed against his skin, so rough that they almost hurt.

This is not the feeling of a pet pounceing on people, Kevin feels a heavier sense of "trapped beast" than before in this almost rough action, and even has an aggressive meaning in the uneasiness and panic.

"You...... What did you dream about? "At such times, it is not a good choice to resist or joke, and Kevin, contrary to his usual bastard style, rarely patted the monster gently.

Osvid let out a low growl from the bottom of his throat, then buried himself in his neck and gasped heavily, as if he had not been able to confirm that he had escaped from his dream until now.

He was silent for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "I dreamed that you died. ”