The moment the scimitar slashed through Lydia's throat, the moment the blade nearly sent him to the enemies of Hades, joy and something indescribable flowed through Talos's heart at the same time.

Immediately after, he couldn't help but yawn so hard that tears almost flowed out.

It's weird, Talos thought.

As a high-ranking bloodline knight with lower arms, his physical fitness has reached an astonishing level, and he can still ensure that he is full of energy without sleeping for three days and three nights, and this kind of thing has long since left him.

What's more, he doesn't feel tired at all now, and it is impossible for him to have this reaction physiologically.

Before the mind could analyze and get an accurate answer, a second yawn popped up.

Not only that, a kind of comfort and pleasure that Talos had never felt swept over his body, like the goose feathers and snow floating outside the window, the sound of the slumber, the lazy afternoon of burying his body on the sofa in front of the fireplace and listening to music, and like the relaxation and comfort of floating on the sea with the crisp waves everywhere.

The soul fire emitted a suction force that was imperceptible to ordinary people, engulfing Lydia's soul, burning violently, and soon turning into a stream of energy and becoming part of the flames.

Pure and clear yellow flames illuminate the void, and one by one they fly and connect into a pattern similar to the number "8".

All kinds of formless and qualitative impurities of faith converged, wriggled, and combined on this pattern, gradually forming a special snake with a body twisted into the number 8 and a snake holding its own tail.

It's an Ouroboros!

I saw that it had closed its eyes tightly and fell into a deep sleep, and there was a serene and satisfied smile on its fat head—it was not easy to see such an expression on the head of a snake that was generally regarded as vicious and hideous—as if it was lingering in a beautiful dream, refusing to wake up.

The Ouroboros looked infinitely large and infinitely small, contradictory, with a chubby body wrapped around a chain that shimmered with a soft golden light.

It has flickering scales, which seem to be light and dark, and at first it looks black like night, and the next it turns into a soft and warm beige, obscure and unpredictable.

If the earthly python is a savage giant beast that breaks free from ancient time and space, descends into the present world, and devours the heavens and the earth, Medusa is an infinite style that combines enchantment and hideous terror, and the first impression of the Ouroboros to Talos is quiet, serene, cute, and even a touch of holiness.

Yes, holiness, which is not possessed by earthly pythons and Medusa.

The Ouroboros is like a slowly descending night in winter, quiet, soft and deep, making people can't help but escape the cold and hustle and bustle, and sleep lazily and comfortably in the warm bed.

There is no need to fight, no work, no worry about life, no danger, no pain, no birth, old age, sickness and death.

Forget all worries and sorrows, linger and sink in sleep and sleep, and be reluctant to give up.

Talos couldn't help but yawn again, and his mental outlook changed without him noticing, and the edge of his enemy was replaced by a lazy look.

Now, Talos could be sure that the third primordial desire was manifested in him.

- Laziness!

Unlike the original situation when [Gluttony] and [Jealousy] first awakened in Talos, and then the earthly python and Medusa appeared, this time at the moment when laziness appeared, the Ouroboros, as its symbol and manifestation, appeared on the soul fire at the same time.

Even the sigil door in the center of the soul fire had a vague Ouroboros pattern in the shape of a number 8.

[Laziness]: You are the ruler of sleep and dreams, and entering deep sleep anytime and anywhere is as easy for you as eating and drinking.

Through deep sleep, you can restore your physical and mental strength to the fullest state, repair physical or soul injuries, and enter other people's dreams.

When Talos focused his spirit on the soul fire, such a message was transmitted.

So far, there are three primordial desires manifested in Talos, and gluttony gives him the ability to gain power through overeating, including but not limited to various foods, curses, curiosities, divine powers, and divinity.

The spell-like abilities derived from jealousy, the Seeds of Envy also work very well - it is the twenty-four Seeds of Envy that the Pope of the Earth Domain relies on to successfully solve the problem in the Terra Plane - and today Laziness brings two additional abilities to Talos.

The first is deep sleep, a good helper to recuperate, but Talos feels a little weak, he rarely has a bad spirit, and he has enough sleep every day.

As for recovering from injuries, it seems that magic or magic is more efficient.

Therefore, Talos is more concerned about the second type than deep sleep, entering other people's dreams during sleep.

In the past, during the Plane Descent, Talos had always struggled with the entry point of smooth proselytizing and collecting faith - if it wasn't for the good luck of the first two times, the stripping of gluttony and jealousy would not have gone so smoothly - now he no longer had to worry about running out of reasonable means, and dreaming was the best option.

Although the first verification has not yet been carried out, Talos has begun to look forward to the scene when a person dreams of him at night and actually meets him in reality a few days later, and the other party must be very shocked and unbelievable, covering the whole thing with a mysterious religious overtone.

The four-armed Naga does not deny that a person dreaming of a god named Talos may not make much waves, but what about a whole village dreaming of Talos, a city person?

When the quantity increases to a certain point, the quantitative change causes the qualitative change, and a seemingly absurd dream is enough to evolve into a veritable miracle!

Of course, the premise is that Talos can enter the dreams of so many people in one night and leave traces, which he will need to experiment and explore later.

Mentally, Talos was already a little impatient, hoping that the night would fall soon, but his body was completely different from his thoughts, and he lazily yawned again.

"Tár, you're not hurt, are you?"

Seeing that Talos had been standing in place after killing Lydia without any extra movements, Dolores couldn't help but get down from the round well and swam to Talos's side and asked with concern.

"Nope. Talos slapped his mouth and smothered another yawn back, "It's never been that good. ”

"Alright, it's time for us to go again. ”

The Naga Witch looked Talos up and down carefully, and always felt that after the bloodline knight killed Lydia, she became different, lazy and energetic, like a feline monster that temporarily put away its paws and lay on the ground to bask in the sun.

They seem harmless, with only occasional wagging of ears and tails, but Dolores knows better than anyone how fierce and vicious they can become when they start hunting.