"There's no such thing as a guy with a spearman, right?"

Zhou Xuan, who was a little moved in his heart, made a joke that was not very funny.

"The one who enters the dream realm can choose one of his past opponents and substitute for them. If you have to die, you must choose the guy with a spearman, and I don't have a problem with that. Anyway, life is yours, do whatever you like! ”

Facing Salamande, who was still answering seriously, Zhou Zhenshu was really difficult to answer.

However, Salamande's next words made Zhou Zhishu firm in his desire to go in.

"It's dangerous to go into a dream, and if you fail, you're traumatized. Although this kind of trauma can be recovered slowly, the impact is also very far-reaching. ”

The soul of death in his heart has been ignited, and Zhou, who wants to experience it, agrees to go to the Dream Temple with Salamande. At the same time, Zhou Xuanshu also asked with some curiosity: "Your Excellency, have the demons put on hold this difficult soul cleansing task?" ”

"Yes, they tend to put these kinds of guys on hold. It's not that they don't want to do it, it's that it's risky, less rewarding, and less efficient for them. So, over time, a large number of such guys have accumulated. ”

Perhaps it's been a long time since I've spoken to anyone, but today Salamand speaks with a particularly strong desire to explain.

"The Demon Clan is still good at bullying the weak in terms of war. Unfortunately, their singular style didn't match the defeat of the guys. Although their group also remembered the enemies who had the advantage of troops, the style of those classes didn't quite match the Hellpeople. Therefore, it is good that those demons who have entered the dream realm can exert their command strength to achieve six or seven achievements. In this case, it is not much better than the level of the defeated subordinates in the memory of the group of guys who are waiting to wash their souls! ”

After saying this, Salamand did not stop talking, but smiled slightly: "This kind of guy who is waiting to cleanse his soul is very much looking forward to others entering their dream realm to challenge. Because of the long stay, their only entertainment is probably only those memories of the past! ”

After listening to Salamande's explanation, Zhou Zhenshu had a general understanding in his heart. For the group of special 'prisoners' who were waiting to be cleansed, Zhou Xuanshu could not sympathize with them. Who told them not to let go of the past? If you can let go, don't indulge in the glory of the past so much, and wash your soul to be reborn, wouldn't there be so long suffering?

Casually asked a few more questions, Zhou Zhenshu nodded at Salamande, and then turned his head to ask Allen, who had been following him silently: "Wait a minute, are you going to challenge?" ”

"Can you enter the dream of the same person with an adult?"

Hearing Allen's question, Zhou turned his head back and looked at Salamander, wanting him to give an answer.

"Yes, you can replace the opponent's lord and lieutenant in his dream memory, or even want to replace a soldier."

After getting the answer he wanted, Alan said to Zhou Xuan a little apologetically: "My lord, I want to go to challenge alone after fighting with you a few times." ”

"That's good! What, want to compare with me? ”

The conversation that I had in mind didn't happen, which made Eren feel relieved. In the face of Zhou's injuries like a father and a brother, it was difficult for Alan to muster the courage to refuse.

"I hope that the adults will be more serious by then, and don't lose to me, a hairy boy!"

Seeing Allen's pretended seriousness, Zhou Xuan's injury hit his shoulder, making Allen bared his teeth in pain.

In this atmosphere, after a while, the three of them came to the Dream Temple.

Face countless souls of all kinds, and the fire spirits of supervision. Rao had long known from Salamander's mouth that there were a lot of such guys, and Zhou Zhishu still felt quite shocked.

"There are all races! It's spectacular. ”

These are either melancholy or arrogant pale blue soul phantoms, and they are dazzling to see.

Among them, there are a few souls in the back row who are somewhat familiar with Salamande. Seeing his arrival, he unceremoniously pushed away the group of guys who were in front of them, and shouted: "Salamande, I can't wait, have you sent me a new person to quench my thirst today?" ”

"Ignore these old oilboys."

After reminding Zhou of his injuries, Salamand pointed to the group of stranded souls in front of him and said, "These guys of your target. Compared to those trouble-wrenching guys, these souls' obsessions are easier to solve! ”

"Hey, Salamande, you're not a friend enough! I think I watched you grow up at the beginning! ”

Hearing that this group of old oilmen has a lot of 'If you don't let him come to play fun for us, I will expose you ugly in public!' Salamander's face darkened instantly: "Tell me, in order to get rid of you old guys, how many people have been lost in the past hundred years?" Take you Furman alone, no less than seven hundred! ”

"Didn't it make more than 500 guys who came to solve Lao Tzu's obsession doubt life, and more than 100 people collapsed? Blame Lao Tzu? Who called them too weak! ”

This dwarf soul named Furman is really pretending to be a good force. In Zhou Zhenshu's opinion, this guy probably didn't want to cleanse his soul to reincarnate because he enjoyed the attention of the people after pretending to be forced, right?

Shaking his head and throwing these ridiculous thoughts out of his mind, Zhou followed Salamande's arrangement and began to look for a target.

It's a pity that Zhou Zhen's shaking of his head just now annoyed Furman a little. It's more likely that this guy is bored and wants to have fun and says, "Hey, boy! You are quite kind, believe me or not, these pimples don't cooperate with you? ”

"Finding fault?"

Faced with this kind of prison bully-type role, Zhou Zhensheng frowned. At the same time, Salamande, who came with Zhou Xuan's injury, turned even darker. He didn't expect this group of old oilmen to be so arrogant, looking at the souls squeezed over with Furman, they all looked like they were gloating and looking forward to watching a good show, Salamand said sharply: "You're not afraid that I will forcibly wash you?" ”

"Do you dare? Maybe you kid has the ability to forcibly wash me, but do you bear the consequences? ”

Sure enough, as Furman blurted out his words, the old oily souls who came with him supported him one after another.

"How's it going, boy? Lao Tzu is just finding fault! If you don't play with Lao Tzu today, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will not be able to get rid of the obsession in his heart in the next ten years? ”

Salaman's original good mood was ruined by Furman's threat. He never expected to encounter this kind of thing unexpectedly today. Resisting the urge to slap Furman into the karmic fire, Salamand turned his head to Zhou Xuan.

"Want to play with me? OK! ”

Without waiting for the proud Fermando to enjoy this happy mood, Zhou Xuanshu said: "You can also see that I am not a demon clan, let alone a fire elf clan. I don't scare you! If you want Lao Tzu to play with you, if you don't take out some colorful heads, no way! ”

"So, what do you want?"

Furman frowned, and asked Zhou Zhishu with an ugly face.

"How about you assign a few guys to play tricks on me first, and if I win, you have to promise to help His Excellency Salamand enter the dreams of these fellows and help them get rid of their obsessions, how about it? Dare to bet? ”