When the phantom of the dream world completely engulfed Zerazeri Gul and his party.

From the edge of the chaotic dream realm, they entered the place marked on the map as a dream desert.

This kind of dream world generally does not pose too much danger.

Because there is no intelligent life, it tends to be extraordinarily silent.

It's just that......

When the darkness of chaos gradually dissipates like a curtain that has been removed.

The vivid green that caught his eye stung Zerazeri-Gul's eyes.

"What is this?"

Zerazeri-Gul and his party looked at the dream world full of life in front of them!

At this moment, they were standing on a grassland as far as the eye could see.

Wild grasses of various shapes stretch freely on the brown earth!

There was an inexplicable fragrance in the air, and the bright sunlight made them feel as if they were in the material world.

Zerazeri-Gul looked at the stars overhead.

The blazing light made him quickly unable to help but squint.

The face that should have no mood swings is full of ghost-like expressions.

In many cases, stars are a good reference.

Compared to the material world, the light of the dream world always seems much more illusory and soft.

It's as if it's just a satellite in a stellar shell.

What made Zerazeri-Gul and the others even more dazed: the whispers that had been haunting their ears suddenly disappeared!

It's like a person who has been ringing in the ears and suddenly returns to normal.

The silence wrapped in deep water was a little suffocating for a moment!

"How is that possible!"

Someone couldn't help but shout.

Then, their eyes met, and the expressions on their faces were much more vivid.

This made them very frightened at first.

But the normality of the palm of their left hand relieved them a little bit of stress.

But how is this possible?

They don't know how many dream worlds they run away from.

There have also been life in the dream world that tried to help them.

But in the end, they all failed.

The power of a powerful evil god is not so easy to dispel.

Not long ago, they had encountered one of the most powerful dream beings they had ever encountered.

It was a dream life in the shape of an egret.

It triviously tried to lift the curse on them.

But soon, it felt the bitterness of a mismatch between its own interest and ability.

This made the egret-like dream life very unhappy.

And so it blessed them.

According to it, it is a lucky light that belongs to the egret.

Although, with Zelazeri Gul's group, they don't think that the egret has anything to do with luck.

Emotions are a force, especially for mortal things.

Soon, Zerazeri-Gul, who had regained his normal mood, began to think quickly.

The dream desert is more of a dream projection of the material world.

Therefore, it is generally mostly terrain such as deserts and rocky fields.

After all, it is rare to have a world with a large number of plants but no intelligent life.

It was a vast world, not a basin or a more narrow existence.

So, either they came across a rather rare, plant-only world.

Or, they have a new "fun"......

They could clearly feel that the curse of the evil god was still haunting them like a bone appendage.

It's just the whisper of the evil god, and it's gone for the time being.

Perhaps, they have set foot in a new, more powerful realm of evil gods......

Zerazeri-Gul looked at each other.

"At least, it's quiet."

Someone said.

This attracts the approval of others.

They are tormented by the whispers of evil gods.

Now, being able to take a brief breather is a real shock to their spirits.

And the scenery in front of you is so refreshing.

At this time, some people habitually want to pull some weeds......

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"Shhh

"Something stung me!"

Zerazeri-Gul stared at the man who had spoken, and he was withdrawing his hand from the grass.

Then, holding his right hand and rubbing it violently.

However, Zerazeri-Gul found that there did not appear to be a puncture-type wound, just a bruise.

It didn't look like it was stung by something, but more like it was hammered by something.

And that's when the change happened!

The weeds on the ground seemed to come to life, and they stretched out their bodies so suddenly that they were about to obscure the light from the sky!

And then, after some kind of rusty writhing.

They swelled into humanoid shapes, staring at the few people who were already completely surrounded with glowing green eyes!

Zerazeri-Gul didn't know how much the hell there was.

Maybe hundreds of thousands, millions? Or even more?

He only knew that within his field of vision, there were all unknown beings of that kind of humanoid form!

Then, an oppressive silence engulfed several people.

Zerazeri-Gul felt that something was wrong.

Then, in the next moment:

“waaaagh！”

There was an indescribable roar of rage, causing several people to fall to the ground in pain.

They felt like their minds were like wooden boats in the middle of stormy seas.

In the next moment, it will be completely engulfed!

At this moment, Zerazeri-Gul seemed to understand somewhat why the whispers of the evil god had disappeared.

Under such a terrifying roar, the whispers of the evil god seemed to be insignificant.

Just after the eyes of several people appeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, a violent and restless color.

An indescribable tranquility kicked them back from the brink of collapse.

"I'm sorry - I thought they were pretty stable."

"But what are you doing teasing them?"

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice sounded.

Zerazeri-Gul barely opened his eyes, and he saw a stick in close proximity and a pair of feet that were clearly different from their style.

Zerazeri-Gul got up, and only then did he see who was speaking:

From the outside, it seems to be a human male old man.

He has a kind face and does not feel distant.

In his hand, he carried a long staff that was as plain as the roots of a tree, like an old man holding tea in the alley.

"We ...... We have no intention of setting foot on your territory, and we beg your pardon for the offense. ”

"I'm Zerazeri-Gul, the leader of a dream tour."

"We are willing to pay the price for our recklessness."

Zerazeri-Gul said, reining in his emotions.

He didn't know what kind of existence the other party was.

But he wouldn't really be foolish enough to think that the other person would be as harmless as he appeared to be now.

Kozerazeri-Gul did not receive a response.

He looked up and saw that the other party was looking at his group with interest.

No, maybe he was looking at something else through them......

"Interesting, an evil god trying to become an ancient god by playing it?"

"Maybe the power of chaos has the effect of opening inspiration?"

After a long time, Zerazeri-Gul heard the other man say.

Then, the other party focused his eyes on them:

"Don't be restrained, my name is Yi Chun, an old man who can only plant some flowers and plants."

"It looks like you've come a long way, so get some rest and I'll boil you some hot water."

Yi Chun said.

Then for the next moment, Zerazeri-Gul felt only a trance of the light around him.

Then, he and a few of his teammates sat in a room.

The firewood in front of him was burning quietly, and the kettle hanging from the fire was steaming......