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For unknown reasons, Jamila can only get very little information such as her name from the user panel, and she doesn't even know what the only attribute she can see, the spiritual vision, is for.

"Lady Shabu, can we start now?"

Mejerta saw that Jamila seemed to be in a daze, so she simply reminded her.

"Well... Where do you start? ”

Jamila had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to ask questions.

"You don't seem to have much deal with hunters."

Mejerta's gaze showed scrutiny.

"Well... Indeed, folklore hunters aren't easy to get along with, because you know it's hard to get the attention of the church in a town like ours, and hunters rarely come here. ”

Jamila said casually, in fact, these are obvious details, for example, the hunters mentioned by the villagers who warned her before are murderous people who do not blink, this kind of thing is more or less mixed with hearsay.

"Also, you Hobsloan Town hasn't had a hunter set foot in twenty years, and if it weren't for the recent search for records by the old men of the Dharma King's Hall, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found you here."

Megelta nodded yes, and Jamila heard some useful things from her words, such as the fact that there had been no hunters in the town for twenty years, and the reason was unknown, but it was clear that it would not be because the town was isolated in a very remote mountain col.

Jamila glanced at the town as she left her house just now, and found that the town was built on a plain, and of course there was a road to the outside world, and through the early morning fog, she could even see the obelisk in the distance.

It stands to reason that such a town will not be forgotten early...

"So you're here mainly for ringworm dreams?"

Jamila tentatively posed a question to the huntress.

"There may be a lot of rumors in the market that are not good for us, have you heard of them?"

Instead of answering Jamila's question, Mejerta asked rhetorically.

"I did."

It was an awkward topic in itself, but now that the huntress herself had brought it up, Jamila could try to talk to her.

"Do you know what exactly is called ringworm nightmare?"

"This is also only a rumor, a condition that dreams when you get it, and then the patient ends up dying in your sleep."

Hearing this, Mejerta looked at Jamila with a slightly meaningful look, and then said, "At first..."

Initially? Could it be that the ringworm of dreams has changed now?

Wait, did you just say the wrong thing?

Jamila recalled the look in Megelta's eyes just now, and a bad omen welled up in her heart.

"At first, you mean?"

"At first, it was a reference to the catastrophe four hundred years ago, after Her Majesty suffered from nightmare."

Four hundred years ago? Queen?

"Queen? The queen's name wouldn't be Jamila Diposil, would she? ”

Jamila felt something flash through her mind, she seemed to have caught something, but there was no evidence.

"Well... His Majesty, known as the Emperor of Magic, after waking up from that nightmare, his temperament changed greatly, and after collecting the church, he began a campaign around the world, and finally became the lord of this world, of course, this is not the end of the story, when Her Majesty successfully entered the Divine Palace, he became the first lord of ascension in history, but the whole world was suffering, she kept putting her projection on the ground, and a large number of nightmares began to flood on the ground, and soon the entire earthly world was in shambles, And this nightmarea is very different from what is recorded in history..."

Wait a minute... Is this talking about something to come? That is, where I am now is the world of the future?

No, wait a minute, don't be fooled, it's just a dream here, everything is a lie made up by dreams.

Jamila began to feel uneasy, and she pondered left and right, trying to digest the information about the future, but it was not something that could be thought about in a short period of time.

She decided to start with the present, "What is the difference between this nightmarea and what history says?" ”

"Nightmarea syndrome will haunt patients for a long time, so that they have no way of knowing whether they are dreaming or waking up, and then many people who sink in dreams will appear atavistic, animalistic, giant, etc., and fall into endless long dreams."

Mejerta didn't seem to say so much and began to talk endlessly.

Jamila felt as if something was starting to go wrong, but did this dream really have that power? Can you make ****, atavistic, and giant? She always had doubts.

"So, that's why you hunters were born?"

"No, no, no, we hunters are not so great, the establishment of the Dream Hunting Group itself is the will of Her Majesty, we absorb the materials called Dream Essence produced by the early stage of the dream ringworm patients, and use it to improve the body's abilities, and at the same time..."

As she said this, Jamila suddenly interrupted her speech, citing that the other party had mentioned that the establishment of the Dream Hunting Group was the will of Her Majesty...

"Wait, I want to ask when the Dream Hunters were formed?"

"The history of the Dream Hunting Group is one hundred and eighty years old this year."

Megelta's smile said these words, which made Jamila shrink her neck slightly, she felt that the other party's smile seemed to have a little meaning, but the questions in front of her were surging like a tide, making Jamila unable to parry.

"The Demon Hunter Regiment has been established for 180 years, and the queen is the queen of 400 years ago, can it be said that the queen has lived for hundreds of years?"

When Jamila threw the question to Mejerta, she was actually mentally prepared, but when Mejerta told the truth, she realized that something was wrong.

"Her Majesty is still in her palace, guarded by her faithful bodyguard, Lady Paris, and living for four hundred years is a small matter for a true deity like her."

Jamila heard this and fell into deep thought.

She assumes that this dream is a real world, and that she is still alive in this world, then this illustrates a problem...

Someone has taken over your body?

Who is it?

Could it be Jamila before?

In fact, in the final analysis, Jamila herself also traveled through time, she took the body of the original queen who was preparing to ascend the throne, and then began to carry out activities.

So from the side, the dream ringworm made the queen successfully wake up?

And why is Her Majesty called the Queen of Magic, and what kind of secret is hidden in it?

A series of questions appeared in Jamila's mind, and she could not find the answers at all.

But a sudden system prompt interrupted her.

This time, there are two prompts under the system prompt that have not been turned on.

The first hint is: [Your vision has increased by 3 points, and it is now 15 points.] 】

The second hint is: [You have obtained a weapon: Sakura Ha Xiang]

I don't know what the use of spiritual vision is for the time being, if you think about the amount of knowledge you have acquired, the improvement of spiritual vision means that you have a further understanding of the knowledge of this world, then you can understand it if you have 12 points before.

Because many things in these two worlds themselves are the same, what do you know that is related to the secrets of this world?

But these are all later words, and Jamila is more concerned about what is going on with this Sakura Ye Xiang quietly parked in her backpack.

...

Paris is guarding Jamila's body, but no amount of spell she uses has an effect on Jamila's dreams.

In fact, vampires themselves are very good at dreaming, and they can give each other a strange dream by eating each other's blood, so that the other party has a strange admiration psychology.

But this magic had no effect on Jamila's nightmares.

"Paris, stop using magic casually, those black lights seem to have some strange resonance with the factor of magic."

Aph, who was standing behind Paris, looked at her body wrapped in black light because of magic, and was obviously a little afraid.

"Afu, you're just standing there, if something goes wrong, you're going to pull me out, you know?"

Paris didn't care about the black light around her, she herself had some natural resistance to this strange disease, after all, the body of the divine relic was still subtle and different from the average race.

"Well, but it's useless for you to do this, Her Majesty's consciousness has sunk into the deep sea, and you can't penetrate this barrier with magic alone."

Afu watched as she used her magic again and again to try to penetrate the negative effects of that black light, but each time she failed to do so, and finally said something hidden in her heart.

"Deep sea? What is that place? ”

Paris didn't quite understand her words, and the deep sea that Ave said should not be the kind of deep sea she imagined.

So what exactly is that?

"The Deep Sea is the endless depths of our plane, it is a plane darker than the darkness, deeper than the deep cavern, where countless unknown things are hidden, if you want to break through the layers of fog from this plane to get there, you need to use a sharp blade to cut the thorns in the path."

Afu closed her eyes and began to tell that Afu at this time did not seem to be a creature in this world, and her whole body emitted white light, which briefly suppressed the black light that was emitted from the outside.

"Go, Paris, I can only simply suppress this evil will and send your power to Her Majesty through this short respite!"

Afu opened her eyes abruptly and shouted.

And Paris took out his own saber from his back, Sakura Ye Xiang, this Sakura knife that has followed him for countless years, I hope you can bring good luck to your master.

Then, the moment the white light converged on Jamila's body, the black light was briefly exploded.

Paris slammed Sakura Sho into Jamila's body.

Jamila's body was like a deep well filled with endless filth, and Sakura Ye Xiang seemed to be inserted into the mud, although it finally merged into her body, but Paris felt deep doubts.

She jumped away from Jamila's side the moment the hilt vanished.

Paris, who slowly landed in front of Afu, threw out his question, "Who are you?" Why do you know this? ”