Chapter 390: Memories (Page 1/1)

In a trance, he opened his eyes and saw that he was already lying on a pink bed at this time, and there was a smell of sulfur on the pillow that was not pungent to the demon but a little fragrant, which fully showed that the smell of different creatures is different, and the smell of sulfur is pungent.

No, now is not the time to think about these things, he seems to have broken off during the pillow fight before, and he doesn't know what happened after that, he just remembers that he seemed to be crushed to the ground by a pitch-black dragon in a daze, was it Steele's transformation?

Carlos was about to get up, but found that he had a sleeping white puppy pressed on his body, Porog was lying on his chest, Carlos was going to carefully move it away with his hands, but found that his hands were being held, he turned his head sideways to look to the left, and then to the right, only to see Hillariel lying on his left hand, and Michelle lying on his right hand.

The warm wind from the girl's breath blew on her arm, and there was a kind of itchy and numb feeling, which was awesome, Carlos didn't want to continue to move for a moment, isn't that good?

Is there something wrong, I see, I am dreaming, how can there be such a good thing in reality, he thought about it and closed his eyes, since it is a dream, then naturally he has to continue to enjoy it, at this time get up from the warm quilt and it is cold and there is nothing to do, or forget it, if he can, he wants to be sealed by the nest for 10,000 years and sleep enough.

"Puff~" The cold Steele was startled from his forehead, and a terrifying flame sneezed towards his face, Carlos instantly opened his eyes and blew upwards hard, the wind soon blew away the burning flames and molten iron, and Steele was also blown up to the ceiling, Carlos touched his face, his face hurt a little, wasn't he dreaming?

Thinking of this, Carlos's hands flickered, as if they touched two very soft places, no, is it completely sealed? This is not the strength that he can bear, he shook his head, and then dived into the shadows, and at this moment put his pillow in the middle, and quietly left after finishing the matter, hiding his merit and fame, he is really a chivalrous man.

Dragged Steele off the ceiling, and although its claws were tightly buckled, Carlos used the power of dreams to simulate a super-cutting blade to cut off his nails without hurting him, and then used the elastic ultra-dense web woven by the power of dreams to catch Steele firmly and place him on the bed, his movements were light enough to be silent.

Leaving Hilarily's room, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't make any mistakes in this operation, which is enough to show that his mastery of energy has improved a point, the power of dreams is indeed a very good energy with development potential, and he may be able to try to fight against Dream Butterfly in the future to experiment with his level.

After coming to the study, Carlos turned the sign on the door into the word "Do Not Disturb", then closed the door and locked it, and activated the defensive array in the study, although these defensive arrays have the function of checking for danger and automatically activating, but it is better to be cautious in doing things, and it doesn't cost much magic to keep it open, you must know that under this house is magic magma, which becomes the supplier of all energy in the house after being transformed by the magic ritual in the basement of the house.

Under the action of the magic array, it absorbs the fire element and the magic power in the air all the time and continuously generates boiling magic magma, and the magic power will automatically decompose when it is extracted, and the magic power in the room will be dispersed again in the air after use, and continue to be absorbed and reaggregated into magic magma by the magic array underground, recycling, endless, and does not pollute the environment, which is indeed quite advanced.

Carlos closed his eyes and reconnected with the memory group, and began viewing the third memory.

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All around him was a terrible heat, the heat made him feel a burning pain now, and in addition to that, he felt as if he had been hit by something heavy on his back, and his bones were probably broken, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his eyes could only see a vague red fire.

Unlike the previous two memories, this time he was completely immersed, and the change meant that he was about to face something more dangerous, and the concept of bystanders and personal experience was not the same thing, and it was even easier for him to confuse his own personality with the memories of others.

At this time, he only felt that it was pitch black around him, but the familiar sound of flames burning had become the Grim Reaper's talisman at this time, these flames were just very ordinary flames, and the temperature in his space was only about four hundred degrees, how could such a powerful demon be afraid of these mortal fires.

He thought of a very bad possibility at this time, after all, demons are innate and acquired, and there is a chance that creatures infected by the breath of hell or transformed by other demons will turn into demonized creatures or demonic beasts, and even the purest monsters, but there is also a possibility, that is, they will directly become a new demon, and these lucky people naturally have talents that mortals cannot reach.

It is very likely that he will stay at the scene of a fire now, and even experience the pain of being burned alive by the fire later, most of the demons are the darlings of the flames, but this human body is not among them, he can even feel the pain of his whole body being licked by the flames and gradually carbonized, he begins to understand how painful it is to suffocate, compared to the strong flesh of the demon, this body is as fragile as a piece of tissue paper.

At this moment, the flames seemed to begin to weaken, which he did not perceive through his eyes or ears, because he had lost the perception of these two organs, and the reason why he thought this was that the burns did not continue to worsen, although the burning sensation still lingered all over his body, but now he could breathe and the air became fresher.

"Hey, boy, you're not dead. A loud voice sounded in his head, and there was no need to guess that Carlos knew that it was a demon coming, otherwise mortals would not have the ability to telepathize.

Through the psychic imaging, he saw a tall man in a black trench coat walk in, the man had long red hair, and greeted him with a cynical smile, didn't he know that it was a wounded person?

However, it is a pity that what he sees from the spiritual perspective is only an approximation, so although he feels that this man is very familiar, Carlos can't know if this man is a demon he knows.

"Do you want to survive, as you promised, or do you want me to heal you and continue to complain here?" the man crunched down to look at him.

"I curse God! I curse this world that hurts the family who loves me! I am willing to sacrifice my soul for revenge!" the hoarse voice roared with the last of its strength.

"Your soul isn't that cheap, little one. The tall man sighed, after which everything around him began to turn white, and the memory was coming to an end.

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