It can't be such a coincidence, right? Donnie felt that the inexplicable weirdness and fear were like a big hand, holding his heart tightly, causing it to be difficult to breathe.

"You, too, have nightmares?" he asked, anxiously, even though he tried to keep his voice calm, but after he said it, it was like smoke in the night.

"Yes. Carl was the first to adjust his breathing and answer Donnie's question, and then his clear and beautiful silver and purple eyes glanced around Sammy and the others, and said majestically, "I dreamed that Sammy was possessed by his own ghost, lost consciousness, and walked to the center of the 'Eternal Graveyard', and I followed him with Donnie and Jones in order to find the reason......"

"Me too!" Before Carl could finish his words, Donnie and Jones blurted out at the same time, their expressions and eyes were horrified, and several people in the dormitory had the same nightmare?

Isn't that weird?

Is there really a ghost wandering around the dormitory, secretly affecting everyone, or is it a collective curse?

Donnie swallowed his saliva with difficulty, cold sweat gathering on his forehead, drip by drop sliding across his face, feeling the fear and fear he had never felt before.

"Are you all the same?, followed Sammy into the burial chamber, saw the 'primordial body', and found something sealed underneath it?" Karl raised his tail note a little, as if he was equally surprised and frightened, but also faintly excited.

Jones said in a blank tone: "Well, when we passed through the tomb corridor, the undead creatures such as mummies, dragon lichs, and ghosts still ignored us, because they were dreaming...... I'll just say. It's impossible for everyone to have such a 'hidden' talent as mine, but, but, for something, I will be noticed, affected, and have the same dreams as you......"

Frightened and frightened, he kept muttering to himself, as if he didn't quite believe that he would be involved in this strange thing without a sense of existence, and at this time, he really showed the heart of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

The more you listen. The more Downey was sure. Everyone really had the same nightmare, and it was a nightmare from a different perspective, or so to speak, it was as if they were manipulated to complete an opera.

How could such a weird thing happen!

"What about you, Sammy, what did you dream about?" Carl jumped out of bed. Eyes blazing at Sammy. He wears a thin shirt. Keep your back straight.

Sammy sat on the bed, the ghost behind him as if he had lost his vitality and was swaying lazily. He didn't speak, as if he was still immersed in a nightmare.

Hearing Carl's question, Sammy shuddered, and the remaining confusion on his face turned into fear: " I, I dreamed that I was summoned by something, and walked forward uncontrollably, all the way, dark and silent, as if the final destination of the legend, and then, later, the huge corpse composed of countless intelligent beings appeared, and I woke up at once, and I felt as if I had entered a dream-like world, struggling to wake up, but I couldn't wake up, until, until I really felt the ...... of death"

His voice was like a dream, incoherent, but it was enough for Carl and Donnie to understand that Sammy had the same nightmare!

"Carl, this matter is so weird, I don't think we can solve it by ourselves at all, let's go report to the academy at dawn?"

Fat Jones and Sammy immediately nodded in agreement, although they have their own talents, and they are inevitably a little proud in their hearts, but after all, they are still underage children, and they don't even have the strength of formal magicians, and after suddenly encountering this kind of thing that is completely beyond imagination, they will definitely panic and look for someone to rely on, and there is no doubt that the academy with many high-level magicians, and even archmages is the pillar of their hearts.

The reason for asking Carl is mainly because Donnie noticed from his dream that he has the same strong curiosity and desire to explore as a cat, and may encourage himself to investigate secretly, so he first dispels his eagerness by asking, and he has a deep background, maybe he can see something and give valuable advice.

Carl walked back and forth in the dormitory for a few steps, and suddenly said in a low voice, "What if it's the Academy's secret experiment?"

"What?'s experiment?" three surprised voices sounded one after another, and the shock and disbelief were overflowing.

"I'm just saying that in case, after all, we can't rule out this possibility, maybe some of the academy instructors are studying the relationship between souls and dreams? This seems to be different from normal, brain-based dreams, if this is a secret experiment that does not want to be known to other arcanists, we may report to the academy, and we may be ......" Karl made a throat-slitting motion.

Donnie was startled, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "It's just a possibility......"

His voice gradually lowered as he realized that it was indeed very possible! This was the Heidler Mystery Lock and the "Tower of Life", and it would be difficult for anyone who wanted to secretly influence himself and others to escape the induction, unless, unless the induction would not be dealt with......

The entire dormitory suddenly became extremely silent, except for the sound of thin breathing, indicating that there were still living creatures.

"But we're only apprentices in magic,......" Sammy said with a frown, his hands gripping the velvet quilt tightly, the backs of his hands protruding.

Jones sat at the foot of the bed like a ghost, as if trying his best to hide his presence: "Don't scare yourself, if it's a secret experiment of the Academy, we can't escape anything, so why don't you take a gamble? I don't want to have nightmares like this, waiting for the ending to come day by day, and pinning my hopes on the lack of malice of the people behind the scenes!

He has been a secret journalist for nearly two years, and he can think rationally, but when it comes to the back, he also shows a kind of hysteria.

"All have the same nightmare...... This level of strength is simply not something we can investigate covertly......" Donnie could barely keep his composure.

Carl smiled unexpectedly, and in the dark dormitory, like a starlight, a water lotus bloomed: "I know that I mean, don't rush to report to the academy first, I have a secret channel to contact the outside world, and I will pass on this matter to Lu." Ask a professional to analyze the reasons and give advice, after all, there are several ways to make several people have a nightmare at the same time, and we don't have the ability to judge which one at the same time, and after that, we will make a decision, whether to wait for rescue, or report to the academy. ”

"It's just a day longer and shouldn't be too dangerous. ”

Downey suddenly remembered Carl's deep background, and suddenly saw the dawn in the dark night, and said with a little excitement: "Really? Then please!"

As Carl. It shouldn't be difficult to deal with such a sneaky behind-the-scenes conspirator!

If he really has the strength to be terrifying. Why cower and hide in the shadows? I would have already come out to overthrow the parliament and do what I wanted!

Jones and Sammy were equally excited, looking at Carl together until he bowed his head slightly. They quietly breathed a sigh of relief. One is more shrunk into the corner. An eyelid began to scramble and look around.

"I thought you'd encourage us to investigate and explore the ...... ourselves," Donnie said casually as he relaxed.

Carl chuckled, "Do I seem like someone who is so reckless and doesn't know what to prioritize?"

Donnie, Sammy, and Jones all had secrets in their hearts.

"I have a keen premonition that I inherited from my parents, when I feel that things are not something I can solve. Will ask for help. "When the morning comes, I'll get the word out, and then I'll go to Mr. Felipe's public lecture." ”

He seemed to have forgotten his previous fears and fears, and became "carefree" again.

"Yes, Mr. Felipe's public class, I have to catch up on my sleep. Sammy nodded, looking very eager for sleep, completely unaware of the nightmares.

Although Felipe's specialty is not in the ghost direction, he is the most well-known necromancer in the last two or three decades, so Sammy also admires him and wants to attend his public classes.

As he spoke, Sammy lay down again, and within a minute the three of them heard his familiar breathing again from his deep sleep.

Carl raised his eyebrows: "I suddenly envy him, saying that he can fall asleep, and he doesn't worry about insomnia at all." ”

"You're completely wrong...... Jones whispered, how dull and confused his brain must be to dare to sleep at this time, "my roommates are really monsters......"

Donnie glanced at him, and so are you, it's just me a normal person!

However, according to Karl, the massive undead creature I saw was the "primordial body"?

............

Outside the Heideler School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, tombstones were placed diagonally, and the graves behind them were scattered around a huge burial chamber in a messy but subtle way.

Two figures descended from the gray and bleak sky of the Necromantic Realm, and a baby-faced blonde young man smiled and said to the man beside him, "Mr. Felipe, this time I plan to establish a branch of the genetic laboratory in the academy?"

He seems to have used the power of the Misty Lock, so he was able to make a sound in the "Eternal Graveyard".

Felipe was still tall with a high nose and thin lips, handsome and tall, with a sickly face, his hands in the pockets of his long black trench coat, he looked left and right, and said briefly: "There are many factors that affect research that can be avoided here." ”

He wore only two badges on his chest, one for the Arcane Review Committee "holding a quill" and one in the shape of a pale palm, with no Arcane Badge and no magic badge.

Seeing that Felipe had no desire to communicate in depth, the baby-faced man smiled, didn't dare to ask any more questions, and accompanied him through the "Eternal Cemetery" to the main entrance of the academy.

Suddenly, Felipe stopped and stared sharply at the dark tomb in the center, his eyes narrowing slightly.

His expression didn't seem to change, but the whole was a little more gloomy.

"Mr. Felipe?" the baby-faced man asked, confused.

Felipe pulled his white-gloved right hand out of his pocket and pointed to the center: "The smell of death there seems to be a little stronger." ”

"This?" the baby-faced man didn't think there was a problem with it at all.

Felipe snorted coldly, didn't explain, and directly ordered: "After the open class, give me the information of the last three days recorded by the lock." (To be continued......)