Dinas crouched alone in the darkness of a vast barren land, with no one around, as if the end was the boundless darkness. The dark clouds of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info mixed with the electric tongue pressed heavily on him, making people bored and irritable. Dinas lifted his swollen head

"It hurts."

He whispered, his eyes peering through the slit in his helmet into the darkness, and a figure was walking towards him. The familiar red cloak, the familiar shoulder armor on the right shoulder, the cloak dragged to the front of the neck to cover the mouth and nose, the black hair was wantonly messy, but his eyes were red—Alric! Dinas stood up, his mouth slightly open, and looked at the man in front of him in surprise. Alic gradually approached Dinas, and slowly drew his sword with his right hand, and in surprise Dinas subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Alik! Aren't you dead? ”

He asked cautiously, but Alric didn't answer him, but instead ran close to Dinas, and then raised his right hand and slashed the knife down

"Secondary Cause~ (Onomatopoeia)"

At the critical moment, Dinas hurriedly drew his sword and blocked Alik's blade. The swords collided, creating fierce sparks, and Dinas snapped his eyes and shoved Alric away, yelling at him

"What are you doing!?"

"You return my soldiers!!"

Allick shouted angrily, followed by another swing of the knife. From time to time, lightning swept around them, reflecting their armor. Dinas was puzzled by what was happening in front of him, thinking that he was dreaming, but the tingling sensation coming from the tiger's mouth made him think that it was not a dream.

"Ding"

The swords crossed again, and the white light that flashed from the sword body melted into the lightning that followed. The two of them stared at each other so close that Alec's head was almost touching Dinas' helmet. Dinas squeezed a few words out between his teeth

"Stop, sober up!"

"It's you who should be sober! You don't deserve to be a king! Yikes! ”

With that, Allick shoved Dinas away, causing him to stumble and barely stand still. Then he swung his knife at Dinas in the neck,

"Dang!"

Alric slashed hard, and Dinas raised his shield with his left arm to block the blow. Then he stood firm and kicked Allick away,

"Get out! You're not him! Who are you?! ”

"Humph! Who am I? ”

Alek stepped back, pointing his blade at Dinas's head,

"Ask the soul of Shajiaban!!"

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"Wow!"

With a bang, the ground behind him began to sprout grains of sand, flying into the air and gathering together, and in an instant, countless soldiers of quicksand gathered appeared behind Alric wearing red cloaks and holding weapons.

"欻 (chua) onomatopoeia"

Lightning flashed in his blade, Dinas glanced around, in the face of countless sand soldiers, he was not afraid, the real Alric's ability under the night sky was limited, so he could definitely think that the person in front of him was definitely not Alric.

"You're not him."

Dinas said as he raised his sword high above the dark clouds,

"But if you want to fight, I'll accompany you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, lightning swept across the blade of the sword, intertwined with strange blue light gathered in the dark clouds, and then pressed towards the ground, manifesting at a height of 2 meters above the ground—thousands of soldiers in heavy white armor with swords in their arms, thick shields on their arms, and shouts shattered behind Dinas. The red and blue sides confronted each other, and Alic was slightly surprised, but then burst into a shout

"Up!"

Alric led a large number of sand soldiers to rush towards Dinas, and Dinas also shouted and led the army to charge! Five, four, three, two! As the two armies drew closer, Allik leapt high in front of Dinas and shouted in the air to slash his knife at the shield that Dinas had come from beneath him

"欻~!"

A thunderclap woke the entire imperial city in the rainy night, and Dinas suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed, gasping for breath and panic all over his face, beads of sweat dripping down his silhouette, his scorched hair draped over his head, and his eyes stared at the little daze in front of him by the light that came in through the window beside him. The thunderstorm continued, pounding on his window, and Dinas recovered a little and looked up at the window

"Is it a dream?"

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At the same time, near the floating ruins of the Silver Oak Forest, the twenty soldiers were walking cautiously among the weeds with torches, and the bushes were almost taller than them, obscuring their vision. Darkness engulfed them all around, and the light of the fire could only illuminate a piece of land around them.

"There's always a bad premonition."

The soldier in the middle said, his eyes wide as he scanned his surroundings and gradually tightened the hilt of his sword. The soldier in front of him turned around, and with the light of fire shining on the right side of his face, said to him,

"Don't think about it, find your way and go out and tell the chief knight about the situation here."

At this time, the soldier who was walking in the front felt the bush on the left side next to him move uneasily, looked over in a panic, and his right hand was hurriedly groping around his waist to find the hilt of the sword, and then he felt something wrapped around his feet, and just wanted to call his companions, a huge pull hit, and his feet flew forward, and the whole person was instantly dragged away

"Drink~!"

His exclamation caught the attention of the rest, and the torch he was holding spun twice in the air before smashing to the ground, the fire still not extinguished. The soldiers did not dare to move, and all drew their swords, holding their breath and looking at the open space with only torches. A gust of wind blew, making the fire lighter and everyone getting goosebumps

"Ah~!"

A heart-rending scream came from the bushes - it was the soldier just now! Everyone was frightened and stared into the darkness in a daze

"Russ? Are you there? ”

A soldier asked in a trembling voice, but did not answer, at which point the bushes around everyone shook and rustled, stimulating the soldiers' brains.

"Ah~!"

A soldier fell to the ground for no apparent reason, screaming with his mouth wide open, being dragged into the bushes by something, rubbing the torch in his left hand on the ground, and some sparks falling from the torch.

"What's that?!"

One soldier asked, but no one answered, and the rustling voice approached all of them, ready to be called

"Run!"

One shouted, and ran forward, and the crowd followed in a panic, dancing with their swords in the darkness. A soldier was running, and saw a black shadow rushing from the right, and then his body was uncontrollably oriented into the bushes on the left, and he wanted to raise the torch to see clearly, but the black shadow pressed up again, knocked the torch off and pressed it on the soldier. The soldier was frightened and tried to slash with a knife, but his hand was crushed, and then his body seemed to be entangled, unable to move. By the moonlight, he saw a bloody mouth full of jagged teeth with his constricted pupils! Suddenly, his eyes went black, his face was in pain, and he plunged into the blade, and his nose was scraped off, and blood continued to gush. But all of them were sucked away by that mouth! He screamed and stopped after a while.

Torches scurried in the night, and fear hung over the remaining soldiers.

"Drink~!"

A soldier crawled out of the bushes on the side and crawled towards the two soldiers in front of him, whose face was bloody and fleshy, with one of his eyes gouged out, and his mouth screamed and shouted,

"Ahhh Save me! Ahh

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged into the bushes by something, and his ten fingers were tightly clasped into the ground, and with a cry for survival, he drew ten deep shallow gullies in the soil. After more than ten seconds of silence, a black shadow pounced again, knocking one of the two down······

A soldier ran hard, the screams of his companions kept ringing behind him, he threw away the knife and shield, just for the sake of faster speed, his legs were trembling, but he couldn't stop, once he stopped, he didn't have the courage to run again! But next post,

"Brush! Brush! Brush! ”

The three dark shadows buried him in the darkness

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It was the next morning, and Dinas was talking to Magnus about the dream he had had last night, in his usual relaxed tone, of course. However, the crowd did listen very seriously.

"In your dreams, Allick is still alive?"

Gerald asked after a moment of contemplation, and Dinas nodded

"Perhaps, we should go to Iron Fist Fortress."

Magnus said, and Illidan immediately said,

"What about the elven ruins? The enemy is there! ”

Aurelia nodded cooperatively,

"But..."

Everyone spoke, only Weiznan listened silently, and then under the hood that covered half of his face, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

What was Alric in the dream, and what were the twenty soldiers touching? I'm afraid Dinas and they will be in a daze looking for answers again. And Weiznan, is there any purpose······