Roman dreamed of a strange dream.

The dream was full of corpses, thousands of dead people, a city burning in a sea of fire, and the buildings emitting a dying **, like hell.

She dreamed that she had become a baby girl, bound in swaddling clothes, abandoned in a square where the tall and majestic buildings burned in flames.

It wasn't the architectural style of any city she'd ever seen.

Neither Pragues nor Ampesel, and the aesthetics of the Cruz are even more different.

When Brando was not by her side, Roman began to feel scared, she wanted to call Brando, call Freya, and desperately make a sound, but in the end she could only cry uncontrollably, her voice was crisp and loud.

Until someone came out of the fire, it was a group of knights covered in armor - they had armor of a strange pattern, she had never seen it in Brando's territory.

When the knights saw her, they immediately shouted in surprise, their language Roman had never heard before, and it was very fast, but she could understand:

"Found her!"

"Kill her, Demon Daughter!"

"Thanks to Martha, we are saved!"

The knights shouted and drew their swords, but before they could get closer, several golden flames fell from the sky and struck the knights. The hot jet poured down from above their heads, sending a cloud of fire out from under their armor, leaving only a few twisted pieces of metal scattered to the ground.

Then Roman saw some people in black and red robes walking out of the sea of fire, and without saying a word, they directly picked her up from the ground.

One of them looked at her intently, an indescribable look on his face, and shook his head heavily.

He said a word, which was different from the language of the knights before him. But Roman could still understand: "...... What a nightmare. ”

He stretched out his hand to kill Roman.

But the man next to him stopped him.

"She's at least our most successful work, and you can't just ruin her."

"This is our common outcome, and maybe there is another way, and we have to wait for the joint decision of the parliamentarians."

The man holding Roman hesitated, his hand stopped in mid-air.

"The plan has completely failed, and we may have to compromise."

"Nope. Maybe we have a second way, and the druids' plan won't work out, and the Bronze Clan is violent and flawed, and the Council won't approve of it. ”

"It's not good news, my brother."

"But the watchmen noticed that Martha had moved a little, and she had used seventy or eighty percent of the network's energy several times in a few days, and although it was extremely short, there were still traces to follow."

"What is our great mother doing?"

"Projection, she seems to be projecting something."

The man was silent. He lowered his hand: "I'll spy with her—"

Roman dreamed of being taken away from that city, and then of another, even more spectacular city, with many majestic buildings, sacred temples, and many people she had never seen before, dressed in fancy costumes, arguing fiercely in her dreams.

Then she dreamed that she was locked up in a dark place, and then she fell into a slumber that lasted for thousands of years.

She sobbed in the darkness, calling out the names of Brando and Freya.

She fell asleep in her dreams, in which she dreamed of Freya. But Freya looked at her in horror and moved farther and farther away from her.

She dreamed that she was in a small room. The room was in shambles, with two strange corpses lying at her feet.

She dreamed of her aunt, who looked at her with a frown, and put her fingertips on her forehead, and said something in her mouth.

Then I woke up from the dream.

She cried as she shivered and searched for her way in the darkness. There seemed to be a lot of bizarre sights around him, a group of cavalry, glowing on their bodies, riding skeleton horses; or a few rickety skeletons with a golden-red glow in their eyes; And the screaming ghosts. Emerge from the darkness.

She found herself in Buchi at some point, and on the night of the escape, the army of the undead was pouring in, but Brando was not by her side this time.

"Brando, Freya, where are you ......?"

She cried out in fear.

……

Standing in the burning streets, the dragon queen was horrified to see the smoke billowing and gushing, forming rows of skeletal cavalry armed with spears—riders in tattered armor, ribs and spines peeking out between the leaky chain mail under their waists and abdomen, their wizened hands grasping spears, riding scrawny horses—charging at her.

The ground was not felt at all, but the cavalry was already in the foreground, and the dragon queen stood still, and before the skeleton riders and their horses crashed into her body, they suddenly shattered and turned into choking smoke again.

The dragon queen snorted.

In front of her, the burning street was restored to its former state a moment ago, as if the previous scene had been a hallucination.

But only a moment passed.

She saw a stag of flames leap from a nearby roof, its hooves on fire and fall in front of her, the stag as Brando had seen it in the Black Forest, tall and handsome, like a perfect creature.

The tall creature gave Gwendoline a condescending glance, then turned and turned back in the other direction.

"Divine Breath ......"

Gwendoline was slightly shocked.

She hesitated for a moment, and chased in that direction, countless ghosts screeching from the flames, screaming and lunging at her, but before each could get any closer to her body, a scream vanished.

A man and a deer chased after each other in the burning city, and every time Gwendoline felt like she was about to reach the latter, the stag would suddenly disappear and then reappear farther away.

If other people had encountered such a thing, they would have given up on chasing it, but Gwendoline felt something faintly, and she held an olive-shaped white gem in her hand, and the gem was slightly hot in her palm.

"Don't worry, baby," replied the dragon queen in her heart, "I will be with you, and we will surely succeed." ”

She muttered to herself.

Roman, however, dreamed of a tree.

It is tall and lush, with a shimmering glow. Like the legendary Elven Tree of the Elves, the mother of the Elves in legends.

Roman felt a little tired, she had grown a little, and with the body of a little girl of five or six years old, she came to the bottom of the tree and curled up in some hollow. Fall asleep in your dreams.

The dragon queen suddenly stopped.

She saw that the ground in front of her was suddenly torn apart, and countless burning thorns shot out from under the stone slabs and rolled towards her.

Her face changed, and she raised her hand knife and slashed forward, an invisible wind blade slashing out from her fingertips, cutting the burning vines in half, and the curly plants fell to the ground, instantly turning into sparks and disappearing.

"This is the Golden Demon Tree!"

Gwendoline finally recognized it.

She watched from afar as the stag stood behind a burning bramble and looked at herself with contempt. I couldn't help but feel stunned. She probably never dreamed that one day she would experience what it would be like to be attacked by the Fenridos heir.

The Shepherd planted the Golden Magic Tree everywhere in Vainde, but one day it was planted on his doorstep.

Gwendoreen suddenly recognized the identity of the tree, and the shepherd numbered each of their fruits, each of which was different, and she recognized that the seeds of the magic tree had been brought to Eruin.

"It's it!"

She finally understood.

It was the little girl's dream, and she suddenly shuddered, and the will of the dusk was restored so quickly. Just one of its dreams is enough to affect the present world.

She must be found quickly.

Gotta go faster.

The thorns moved again. They intertwined with each other, forming a wall of whips that rolled toward her. The dragon queen let out a strange roar from her throat, and any dragon scholar would have found it to be a trill, superimposed thousands of times, accurately weaving together the threads of the seven laws.

A dazzling white light shot out of Gwendolin's mouth, and the burning vines let out a squeaky scream. Immediately melted.

But for the Golden Demon Tree, as long as it does not hurt its body, it will not lose its combat effectiveness, and the thorns will not be able to strike a blow, and it will immediately rise from the ground. Dense bushes surrounded her, intending to entangle Gwendoline.

Gwendoline immediately flew high to avoid the annoying entanglement, no one knew the nature of the Golden Tree better than her, and she looked around in mid-air, trying to find its true body.

But it was at this time that a white light shot at her.

Only then did the dragon queen see what it was, it was a stone cone worm, a creature living in the earth elemental plane, it and the Golden Demon Tree were mortal enemies, but at this moment, these two natural enemies joined forces against her.

The Stoneworm was at least ten times larger than Brando had ever seen, and Gwendoline screamed in almost rage, "Mother of Stoneworms! ”

Then he was knocked out of the way.

If you look down from above, you can see that in an area near December Square, after a chain reaction, entire rows of burning buildings on a street have collapsed one after another.

Gwendoline scrambled up from the rubble, and slapped out the flames in her hair with her hands, her golden pupils lit up instead of a look of frustration or frustration.

She bounced straight off the ground, spread a pair of huge wings behind her back, and shot at the Mother of Stonecone in mid-air, smashing directly into the body of the Mother of Stoneworms.

It was as if the previous scene had reappeared, but the two sides had turned around, and the mother of the cones let out a roar, and then flew back like a cannonball, slamming heavily on the ground, and in a cloud of smoke, it turned into smoke and dispersed.

At this moment, Gwendoline finally found the body of the Golden Demon Tree.

"Found you, little girl."

As soon as she grabbed her hand in mid-air, the power of the sages spread out, and she actually dragged the golden demon tree from the ground, and after losing the nourishment of the dream, the phantom of this world immediately fell apart, turning into a sky of sparks and dissipating into nothingness.

In Roman's dream, the Elven Tree seemed to suddenly wither.

She crawled out of the hollow of the tree in a daze, and seemed to watch the scene with some sadness.

Two ice dragons flew out of the smoke.

"Get out of here!" Gwendoline roared and tore them to pieces with her bare hands.

But at this time, Roman finally came to the battlefield of Ampesel.

The dragon queen almost tilted her head and watched the huge shadow standing in front of her.

"Giant God Soldier......" she read through gritted teeth, "All things will be one, you have done a good thing!" ”

The behemoth smashed at her with a punch, Gwendolin didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly bypassed, she knew that in Roman's dream, the latter dominated a qiē, and the giant god soldier was extremely impressed by the other party, which means that the strength of the latter was greatly exaggerated.

The giant god soldier smashed his fist on the ground, and she watched as an area with a radius of about three hundred meters directly turned into nothingness, turning into a pit tens of meters deep.

The Extreme Realm struck with all its might, and that was it.

But this was obviously not full strength for the Giant God Soldier, and it turned around and swept towards the dragon queen with a backhand. Gwendoline knew that this was not the way to go, and for now she would either use her full strength to become a dragon - but as soon as she became a dragon, the dragons might immediately descend on her head - Gwendoline obviously did not want to fall short, so she had to find another way.

She flew high, landed on the arm of the Titan Soldier, and then circled its back, all the way down, the Titan slapped her backhand, hitting her back hard, the shock wave almost shook Gwendoline and spurted a mouthful of blood, as a sage, she would not have been so bad, but in fact, since she was injured in the battle of the Evergreen Corridor, she herself has not recovered the strength of her heyday.

However, the shockwave also sped up her fall, and she carefully avoided the feet of the giant god soldier and came directly below it, and sure enough, she saw the merchant lady standing blankly on the street.

Roman closed her eyes tightly, her body was covered in black air, she tilted her head slightly, looked at Gwendoline curiously, and suddenly asked:

"Did Brando tell you to come to me?"

The giant god soldier composed of thick smoke above the two of them immediately vanished.

Gwendoline paused and looked closely at the little human girl in front of her—it wasn't the first time she had seen each other, she had seen Roman as a baby girl on the battlefield decades ago.

Then near Varges, she had seen the little girl from afar, but it was not yet timely.

She took a soft breath, as if to calm the stirring heart.

"The Dragon of Dusk, in the end, we won—"

Gwendoline said coldly.

"Brando...... Roman asked in a low voice, she frowned slightly, revealing a somewhat uncomfortable look: "Brando...... Many...... I ......"

Miss Merchant's voice gradually lowered, and then her tone became cold.

"You woke me up, mortal?"

It was as if in the face of such a great will, even a creature as noble and powerful as a dragon had become an insignificant existence like a worm.

"Who are you—?"

Roman asked.

"The one who beat you."

The dragon queen replied quietly.

…… (To be continued......)