In the corners of the tabletop, pure white candles are burning.

The thumb-sized flames, the dim light that diffused as much as possible, eventually lit up only nearly half of the room.

Someone is sitting at the desk, holding a quill in his hand, constantly writing something.

In his left hand, he pressed an ancient scroll spread out, on which were recorded in paragraphs, neatly arranged hieroglyphs, and on the outside of his right hand were a number of open books, most of which also appeared hieroglyphs, but more of them were paragraphs composed of words commonly used in the realm of dreams, like an introduction to the former.

The writer often tilted his head back and forth, looking at the scroll, then holding the pen to write hieroglyphs, and then looking for similar descriptions according to the book on the other side, perhaps frowning because it was too difficult.

"It's really troublesome, I knew that there was so much content, I shouldn't have asked for help, and it wouldn't be good to read it when the translation was finished...... Hiss~ Fuck, the wound is still not good, it's all to blame on that mongrel, isn't it okay to wait until I get into the tea room and come out?"

Clutching the wound behind his shoulder, the man cursed in a low voice.

In the corridor next door, Zhu Jue was leaning against the wall, eavesdropping on the sounds in the room.

Hearing this, Zhu Jue immediately confirmed that his perception was not wrong, and the person in the room was the person who was slapped into the house by his own sword in the afternoon and then fled into the big library.

"You're really unlucky!"

Walking slowly to the door, since there are cultists in the room, it proves that there is indeed something wrong here.

The scavenger poured out of his palm, wrapped around the doorknob, and burst inside along the keyhole.

Pap ~ Pap ~ Footsteps rang out on the other side of the stairs.

Zhu Jue's movements paused, quickly withdrew his hand, turned around and pushed open the window behind him, and climbed out with one hand on the window frame, and the scavenger appeared, firmly fixing his body to the wall outside the window.

The voice gradually moved closer to this side.

After waiting for about half a minute, Zhu Jue heard a knock on the door and a creak when the door was opened.

"How's it going?"

The translator was sitting in a different place, his fingers rubbing the scroll.

"I'm sorry, but it's quite difficult to translate those texts, but I've only managed to translate a small part of them these days...... Those texts are something we have never seen before, and those texts taken from the library can only be used as references, not clear information, I have asked the ancient scholars in the realm of illusions, and they have not been able to give a clear response, if we continue to maintain human translation, at the current pace, it will take at least three months to translate all the contents. ”

The man with a pale face stood in front of the table and said cautiously as he bent over the wound.

"This won't last long, and we'll be back in the real world when the project is done, and then it will naturally be brought back and translated in other ways...... What about the Dream Eaters?"

He took out a boxy box from his bosom, opened it and stored a silver-white ring inside, brushed the scroll, and put everything on the table inside.

As a priest, he has no possessions on his body, and can only carry the spatial ring in his arms.

"If nothing else, it should be completely destroyed, Leonard and the others seem to have found a very powerful helper, killing nearly half of the Dream Eaters in a short period of time, and the injuries on my body were also caused by him. ”

When I think back to the scene, even though hours have passed, it still makes people tremble.

"Didn't I already ask someone to warn you in advance, why are you still injured?"

The gaze stays on the other party's shoulder, and there is no concern, just blame him,

"Tomorrow when the plan comes through, everybody has their place, and I don't want you to have a problem then. ”

"Rest assured, there will be no problems. ”

After paying so much, seeing that it was about to be harvested, how could he give up at this time because of some injuries, paused, and said with some hesitation,

"This time we negotiated a good cooperation with the Dream Eaters, but at this time, we left them alone, although we used the people of the Dream Brigade as a cover, it is difficult to ensure that they don't make trouble afterwards, after all, they have the spatial rift, and they will ...... when the time comes"

"You have to act ahead of you to get out of the city and join up with the rest of the city to prepare your next move. ”

He was in no mood to talk to a subordinate about this kind of thing now, and he didn't even mean to answer, so he just casually changed the subject.

"Understood, I'm going to inform them. ”

There was no intention of continuing on the topic I had just mentioned, just deferentially regressing and leaving.

He didn't dare to look up until he retreated into the hallway and closed the door.

The resentment in his eyes finally no longer needs to be hidden.

That disgusting old fellow, one day, his place will be taken by me!

With a dark mind, he clenched his fists and walked away along the right side of the corridor, noticing the brown sand that followed him.

When the footsteps were far away, the people in the room first breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened the space ring that had not been recovered, and put some of the manuscripts that had been translated and the part that had been translated by the subordinates who had been busy all afternoon just now on the table for careful review.

After a while, his body trembled as if he had been electrified, and he immediately collapsed on the bench, and suddenly as if he had seen something terrible, he raised his hand to cover his cheek.

Because of the extreme exertion, even his face was twisted under the ravages of his fingers.

"It's not the time yet, maybe I shouldn't try...... No, when the project is over, I'm going back to the real world, where there will be no more opportunities...... Great Father, I hope you will forgive me for my selfishness, and I want to be closer to you and no longer in this filthy and weak human body. ”

As soon as the words fell, he got up sharply and walked around the long table, not to leave here, but to the bookshelf on the side of the house, half-squatting and opening several long drawers at the bottom of the bookshelf, and taking out a cloth wrap from it and opening it.

Among them were a vessel containing a liquid, a large paintbrush, and several special crystalline powders.

First, take out a portion of the crystal powder and put it into the vessel, blend it with the brown liquid in it, stir it a few times, and the color of the liquid will change to a deep black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dip a paintbrush into some of it, then turn around and lift the blanket that had been laid on the floor.

There were some shallow marks on the marble floor in the candlelight, and it was clear that several special events had been performed before.

Familiar with the road, following the traces that have not yet dissipated, redraw a special circle.

With his hands in the center of the circle, he began to whisper in an ancient language, retracting his hands halfway through, grabbing a handful of crystal powder and throwing it upwards.

The first handful of crystal dust fluttered down in the light of the candlelight, and dissolved after entering the circle.

A sudden wind rose from the center of the circle, blowing open the croon's robes, and the corners swayed violently, and the hunt rattled.

One by one, the runes around the circle lit up, and the chanting continued.

A second handful of crystal dust was raised, and this time they no longer fell, but were suspended in mid-air, similar to the existence of a haze.

The chanter stood up, breathing heavily, half-holding his head high, and inhaling all the dust into his nose.

The next second, his body began to tremble unconsciously, his hands fell to his sides, and suddenly twisted into a strange posture, and even his body began to sway.

The skin gradually festered in the next moment, at first it was a dark dark green pustule, and then when they cracked, a disgusting liquid began to cover the whole body, and then the hands were no longer hands, and the feet under the robes were also mutated, and the head above the indescribable body could no longer be looked directly by humans.

Its eyes were scarlet, its mouth was filled with dark green tentacles, and it muttered a special language, and at one point it suddenly bent down and grabbed the last handful of dust and sprinkled it into the clearing in front of it.

Immediately after that, the air began to fluctuate violently, and the crystal dust suddenly began to change from a disordered state to some unknown force, and finally moved closer to a special image.

Their bodies are like folded barrels, from the middle of the barrel, thin tentacles protrude horizontally like spokes on wheels, protruding nodules-like objects grow on the top and bottom of the barrels, and from the nodules protrude five long, flattened arms that taper at the ends, like starfish.....

"Forgive me, Great Ancient, for taking the liberty of contacting you, this is a sacrifice to you, and I want to gain from you the knowledge of how to transcend the shackles of humanity!"

It was clearly in the form of a monster, but he said strange words that he wanted to transcend humans, and the sacrifices he took out were various colored gems, piled up in the center of the circle.

The Ancient One hovered in mid-air, the tentacles of its head swaying from side to side, and the glowing orange orb at the tip flickered, as if to see if the contents of the circle were to their liking.

After a long time, there was another wave in the air.

"No...... Wait, I have something else, please don't leave!"

The monster was a little panicked, he thought that he had prepared enough, he thought that this ancient race was always interested in hedrons that could strengthen the soul, but now the clear rejection message in his mind made him realize that he was completely wrong, and in a panic he wanted to take out the other things in the spatial ring to try to save it.

But the patience of the ancients is limited.

After only ten seconds or so, the figure in mid-air began to become illusory, until it calmed down.

The monster that was still pulling something out of the spatial ring froze in place.

Everything he had managed to prepare was a vain failure.

There isn't even any compensation.....

"Why only for a few seconds, why!"

The already chaotic spirit went to the extreme in a frustrated mood, and the monster stepped on the magic circle on the ground a little frantically.

You was puzzled and began to smash other things in the room.

Boom!

The door suddenly opened at this time.

There are people with silver lines standing in the corridor, and there is a long knife of sand and gravel in his hand!