"Damn!" Dom reacted, and his form became nothing, and he suddenly disappeared from his place, fleeing from Sig's side.

The space around him fluctuated, and Dodom's figure was revealed ten meters away.

"Miscellaneous fish, you are looking for death!" Dodom jerked two fangs out at the corners of his mouth, his tail wagged behind him, and two small horns popped out of his forehead.

Then his soul body instantly increased violently at a speed visible to the naked eye, and suddenly turned from a short spirit body into a huge monster.

The monster had a bull's head and a flushed face. Huge bull's nose exhaled billowing hot air, dispelling the ubiquitous mist.

Sieg stepped back quickly, then looked up in disbelief at the sudden giant monster.

He found that the minotaur monster transformed by Dodom actually had a facial expression similar to that of the dead fur ape-man.

The same angry eyes, the same face distorted to deformation!

"What kind of monster is this?" Sieg had never seen such a strange soul body.

The other party obviously didn't want to talk to Sigurddo, and roared angrily, "Miscellaneous fish, I didn't bother to care about you, but you actually dare to attack me without knowing what to do, go to death!"

As he spoke, it was as if flames were about to erupt from his mouth, and beneath his body were a pair of huge ox hooves, which he jerked up, stirring up the billowing mist.

Rumble!

The ox's hooves slammed towards where Sig was standing, stomping on the ground with brutal force and a violent sound of breaking through the air.

If this really tramples on this giant minotaur, I'm afraid that if you don't die, you will have to be crippled.

It's just that his kick is destined to fail.

Sigur's wings stretched out and flew into the sky, making eye contact.

"Something seems to be wrong!" Seeger called out to the assistance system again, but there was still no response.

It's as if the aids never existed.

Sig's face suddenly became cloudy, he looked up at the minotaur in front of him, and then asked, "I'm not interested in snatching your corpse, I just want to know, what kind of place is this?!"

The only thing Sigur can be sure of now is that this is definitely not the Fire Demon Capital!

In this place, the sky is full of thick white mist, which permeates the sky and the earth. There was a deathly silence on all sides, and it looked very eerie.

"Hehe, what's the use of you knowing, anyway, when you wake up, everything will be forgotten by you. The minotaur spewed out rage, his angry expression becoming more and more distorted: "So, instead of letting you suffer here, let me send you away early, quack." ”

This Dodom seems to have been completely carried away by [anger].

"What do you mean?" Sieg was stunned, not understanding the other party's words for a moment.

"Die!" Dordom obviously didn't want to talk too much, he raised his foot again, and kicked in the direction of Sigurd's levitation.

"Do you want to fight...... Sigur's face suddenly turned cold, since he couldn't fuse the other party, then he had to reluctantly convince the other party!

Just as he was about to transform into a giant minotaur that was tens of meters tall, he suddenly saw a bright red and blurry image burst through the air from behind Dodom.

Sigur was facing Dodom, so he could see what was coming from behind. He slammed his movements, then looked horrified, and ran away without thinking about it.

"Don't try to run away, coward. Dodom roared, as if he thought Sieg was scared, and that he was about to chase after him as his steps quickened.

His face was flushed, as if steamed, a sign of anger to the extreme.

However, the next moment, a sudden change occurred.

In the thick fog rolling behind Dodom, a giant tentacle suddenly ejected! The whole body of the tentacle was bright red, which was in stark contrast to the billowing white mist.

This giant tentacle is ten meters high, and its length is incalculable with the naked eye, and it is full of barbs, and each sucker has a strong restraint. The tentacle's body is supposed to be hidden in a thick fog, mysterious and unknown.

Without giving the angry Dodom the slightest time to think, the giant tentacles were like pinching a bug, wrapping Dodom dozens of meters high, and then violently pulling him into the billowing fog despite the roar of the other party.

The clouds rolled and could not be calmed down for a long time.

Sig's figure was revealed not far away, and his face was shocked, looking in disbelief in the direction the tentacle had left.

"This ...... What a monster!" Just one tentacle is ten meters high, covering the sky and the sun. Sigurt thought that even if he was right, he wouldn't want to escape easily.

It seems that this place is even more dangerous than I imagined.

"Just now Nadodom seems to say...... When I wake up, I will forget everything that happened here. Sigur remembered what Dodom had said to him earlier.

He was now suspended in the air, touching his chin and thinking about it, and a somewhat terrifying truth was faintly introduced in his heart.

"Perhaps...... We never woke up. Sieg licked his somewhat dry lips, his gaze deep.

He was awakened by the screams of the maid in the morning, and Sieg subconsciously thought it was the next day.

But what if you're still dreaming!!

"Dreams...... I see. Sieg suddenly understood why he couldn't wake up the assistance system.

Because I'm in a dream!

That auxiliary system should be bound to one's own body, and the self in the dream naturally can't wake it up.

So what is your current self?

Dream self...... Sigur didn't know what to call it either.

"But this is just a conjecture, not necessarily close to the truth. I'm going to have to walk around and see if I can find more evidence. ”

With the thought of this, Sieg became more and more cautious at the moment, flapping his wings and quickly disappearing in place.

He shifted his direction, away from the direction where the tentacle had protruded and retracted, and continued on his way, looking for clues about the place.

......

In the vast mist, a sturdy figure moved forward cautiously step by step.

The cold wind was blowing in the face, cold as a knife.

This strong man is three meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, and his two horns are extraordinarily thick, and he walks step by step.

The further you go, the faster the wind speeds, and the more difficult it is to walk.

"Here we go again. I don't know how long it took, but the strong man's face began to tremble. He seemed to be trying to restrain himself, and when he looked up, he seemed to be looking for something in the vast white mist.

This man was Lavlov, who had left the crowd in the first place.

In front of everyone, he behaved recklessly and unscrupulously, and was extremely angry. But looking at this person now, it is obviously a little different.

Although his face still had a distorted expression of anger, he gritted his teeth, as if he was trying to endure something.

At this moment, a quiet flute sound drifted from the thick fog ahead.

Woooooooo

The sound of the flute sounded like a woman's cry, with a hint of hatred in the grievance.

When Lavlov heard this, his distorted face instantly stretched out and changed to a look of excitement.

"Finally let me find you!" Lavlov walked in the direction where the flute came, with a fire of faith in his eyes.

I don't know how long I walked, but the fog in front of me began to fade, and the clarity in my field of vision increased a lot.

Lavlov walked all the way and finally came to a wooden house.

It's a typical mountain cabin, the house is not big, and it's normal. But the strange thing is that the house is empty around it, and the white fog is filled, which seems a bit of a relic.

Lavlov walked to the hut and looked deeply at the closed door.

"Is the Piper still there, I'm here to make a deal. After a moment of silence, Lavlov finally spoke.

At this point, his countenance became more and more distorted, as if it was about to lose control. His skin was as red as fire, and his blood was burning and boiling.

The desire in his heart at the moment just wanted to desperately vent his anger, but the remaining shred of reason told him to hold back!

Anger can sometimes be sold as a commodity!

"Quack quack. An old laugh rang out from inside the door: "I smell [anger], tsk, it seems to be quite delicious." ”

"I'm here again, and hopefully I'm not late this time. Lavlov said in a low voice, as if trying to control his emotions.

"I've brought you a delicious [Anger] as a trade partner, and now, can you grant my wish?" Lavlov said eagerly, steaming hot air coming out of his nose.

"Sorry, my dear little darling. The man in the cabin let out a strange laugh and said, "I've already traded with other people this time, hehe, you're late." ”

In an instant, Lavlov's face turned pale.