The dream eater Piowakari hiding in the shadows naturally watched every move of Thunder Naga Heroise in his eyes, if it was in his heyday, he would naturally not put this Thunder Naga who was not yet an adult in his eyes, but now, he had to pay attention to it, after all, he had repeatedly suffered from the backlash of the split soul, and was about to fall into a deep sleep, leaving less than one percent of his strength, at this time, if he faced Heroise head-on, it could be said that there was no chance of winning, and looking at Heroise's posture, For their Dream Eater Clan, there was even a slight restraint.

This is obviously a huge threat to him, which makes him inevitably feel apprehensive in his heart, and he dare not move a little.

Heloise's powerful Thunder Eye emitted waves of light, scanning the mountains and rivers here like a searchlight, and not letting go of any clues.

Thankfully, this is Piovacari's home turf, his incomplete little world, enough to hide his form from being discovered by the Eye of Thunder. This made his heart very calm.

Moreover, this small world of the Dream Eater is really vast, and even if Heloise only makes a cursory exploration, it will not be possible to explore it all at once.

"No matter how clever your Thunder Eye and Delusional Eye are, but I have a small world in my hands, how can you find my traces? Although this small world is a little dilapidated and inadequate, it is enough to protect my life from harm. Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that my strength wasn't enough to bring out the full power of this small world, why would I be bullied by you two guys? ”

Piovacari in the shadows was calm but depressed at this time.

Although they have enough hole cards, their Dream Devourer clan is not very good at attack and defense after all, and their combat effectiveness is terrible. Therefore, he still did not dare to be careless. It's very difficult, and it prevents the body from going into dormancy for repair. He had to make sure that he was in a position of absolute safety before he could safely go to sleep to heal his soul retaliation.

Even though that desire to sleep is so strong. But he still persisted, desperately restraining the irresistible sleepiness and not letting himself fall asleep.

The Dream Eater Piovacari was trembling in the shadows, not daring to sleep, while the Thunder Naga Helois was anxiously searching, swimming her wonderful snake tail, slowly roaming the whole small world, searching for places that were easy to hide, and from time to time unleashing a burst of lightning magic. Shoot purple thunder at these suspected targets as if they were not spending any money, until they are blasted to slag and crushed into powder with thunder.

Due to the size of Piovacari's small world, even if Heloise were to use brute force to conduct a destructive search, it would take a long time, and it was clear that she and Ilan didn't have that much time, after all, she desperately wanted to escape from here at this time. The desire for freedom makes Heloise a little crazy, which makes her search a little hysterical, and the patience of the violent girl is also worth considering.

Ilan, who fell into a deep sleep, was in a huge crisis at this time, because. Here, in this small world, the Dream Eater's abilities are amplified without limit. When he is sober, he can be confused and become his marionette. Not to mention Elan who fell into a slumber?

Although Piovacari's soul had suffered great trauma, his abilities and talents had not been affected in the slightest. This is where Dream Eater's talent shows his toughness.

Dreaming, swallowing dreams.

By controlling the dreams of the sleeper, devouring its soul and strengthening itself, this is the reason why the Dream Eater got its name. At this time, Ilan was suffering from such a dilemma.

As a dream eater, Piowakari has a very strong control over dreams, even if his soul is injured now, he still extends his soul silk into Ilan's sea of consciousness in a way that others can't predict when Ilan's soul falls, and acts on Ilan's soul, burying a small dream seed.

With Yilan's sleep, his spiritual power was stimulated by the action and stimulation of this small dream seed, and his brain cells and soul consciousness became more active, as if one stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The fire burned, the earth crumbled, and in a barren mountain field, Ilan ran in disarray. Behind him, there is a group of gray-backed wolves with green eyes, these gray-backed wolves are tall and mighty, and all of them have extraordinary momentum, which is different from the gray-backed wolves that Ilan has seen before, but these gray-backed wolves are real magical beasts, and their level is super high, even the current Ilan can't deal with it.

Because these sturdy guys are amazingly tall, more than a foot tall, broad and powerful, and their claws are like sharp blades, exuding a faint cold light. The green wolf's eyes were even more blood-red, exuding a devouring light. The power condensed by their bodies was a clear indication of their rank—the ninth-order demonic beasts.

Ilan ran fast, but the grayback wolf chased harder.

His steps staggered, panicked and helpless, while these gray-backed wolves were calm and strong, their solid steps were pressing forward step by step, and the huge mouths of blood basins showed the inevitable victory of the gray-backed wolves.

Ilan was a little helpless now, he wanted to launch a counterattack, however, he was sad to find that his hole cards, that is, his sub-artifacts, snake fangs, bronze mirrors, thrones, and god-breaking cones, had disappeared for no reason. This made him very embarrassed, after all, he was only a sixth-level profession - Reaper of the Reaper, although his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, but before this group of ninth-order gray-backed wolves, he was like an ant, if there were many sub-artifacts in his hands, Yilan was naturally full of confidence, although he could not fight with these gray-backed wolves for life and death, but he still had a good chance of winning.

But now, unarmed, he can't fight beyond the level no matter what, and it is a three-level gap, which is tantamount to a p-hat child and a battle-hardened, heavily armed warrior PK, naturally like an egg hitting a stone, there is no return, so he can only run, embarrassed, open, and retreat.

Even if he saw the opportunity early, there was still little hope, and this group of gray-backed wolves did not seem to be in a hurry to pursue, as if they were playing with old cats and mice, trying to wait until Ilan was completely tired and weak, and then they would kill with one blow.

This feeling of powerlessness caused his physical strength and spirit to drop very quickly, and after climbing over a hill with difficulty again, his mental strength and physical strength had truly become exhausted.

"It's called the end of the road. Ahem, what a tragedy, why are all my weapons gone? Who did it? Thunder Naga Herois, or did the forest trolls come back and they seized my weapons? Or that damn Piowakari? So where did Heloise go at this time, she should protect me from harm, did she betray her oath, old man of the ring? Why can't I contact him? Where's my Revenant Ring? Why is it gone? Yilan was very unwilling, her heart was full of all kinds of resentment, and the feeling of despair was really uncomfortable. (To be continued......)