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In the dark night, there were no stars except for the looming blue moon hanging in the sky, and darkness shrouded the earth.

A group of armored warriors walked forward in the dark night, their steps were very light, there were very few collisions between armor and weapons, and no one spoke, as if in the dark space, one by one more dark shadows were moving, and only the occasional flickering eyes, scarlet eyes, could show their excitement at this time.

It was, before the killing, the excitement of bloodthirsty!

And their goal is a small town not far away.

It is supposed to be to defend against some terrible beasts, there is a wall outside the town that is nearly five meters high, two meters wide, the wooden wall looks ordinary, but it is made of extremely hard ironwood, fireproof and extremely thick, densely arranged in layers, with very few gaps.

There were also two towering lookouts on either side, and at this time there were indeed flames, and one person was on duty under the flames, but they all seemed to be holding the spears in their hands, and they were dozing in a daze.

Also, it's already four o'clock in the morning, which is naturally the most difficult time.

When the black shadow quietly stopped outside the gate, two pitch-black arrows silently nailed to the throats of the guards on the lookout, piercing through the necks of the two people accurately, which not only took away their lives, but also instantly blocked their thinking, so that they could not issue any warnings.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow that was far larger than the black shadow of an ordinary warrior walked to the gate of the village on foot, dragging a weapon in his hand, it was too dark, and he could only feel a square black shadow behind the long chain, like a meteor hammer, but much larger.

When the weapon was picked up and smashed on the gate of the wall, only the roaring sound was heard throughout the world.

"Boom!" once.

"Boom!" twice.

"Boom!" three times.

You can't imagine the vibrations of the crashing sound, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were falling.

At this time, the town was like a stone falling from a high altitude on the surface of the lake, and it instantly 'came to life', and naturally those guards and experienced hunters knew what the impact and shaking were all about.

However, it was too late.

In just three clicks, the gate of the town collapsed, and the lights of the lookout were unblocked, but at this time, you could clearly see how terrifying the warrior who hit the door was, the huge body was at least half higher than others, and the strong arms were thicker than others' thighs, and the weapon in his hand, the 'meteor hammer' that opened the door in only three clicks, was surprisingly simple.

An iron chain is fastened to a brown rock.

This is the true face of the 'Meteor Hammer', not to mention sophisticated, it is completely crude.

However, in the face of the 'meteor hammer' composed of iron chains as thick as human fists and half-human high rocks, it is estimated that even a brown bear is reluctant to take a face head-on.

If anyone with a wealth of knowledge or experience will know that this warrior is at least a true combat professional who has opened the 'heart and blood' and awakened the power of the ancestors, and may even have mastered some powerful skills. Every complete legion will train and train this kind of warriors with extreme strength, and in siege warfare, it is their task to break through the gates or walls.

At the same time, they will also be taught some throwing skills. When necessary, they are also ranged attackers, terrifying humanoid catapults.

Of course, there are gains and losses, and the extreme strengthening of strength will inevitably lead to a decrease in their reaction and speed.

When the Shadow Warriors poured into this place called Long Lake, the outcome was already doomed. In other words, in fact, when this group of people is eyeing here, fate has already had a result.

Houses were lit up, and the rising flames formed huge pillars of fire, staining the sky red in the night.

The Shadow Warriors don't have a fixed goal, they seem to come only to kill, to kill all living things in front of them, to bring death to all life, and of course, to loot every bit of gold, every piece of jewelry, and take away everything of value.

Wealth is what everyone lacks!

Screaming, shouting, crying for help, roaring!

Chaos gripped the small market town, full of fleeing people and soldiers chasing and killing. A warrior in leather armor and a helmet with horns on his head shook the spear in his hand and directly pierced the man in front of him, and the blood flew sideways, splashing his face and body, staining it red. Instead of discomfort, without fear, he laughed excitedly, and then the spear swept away, and a small figure flew out, a child who was only seven or eight years old......

Fire, blood, death, killing!

Obviously, tonight, the god of death, Moonworth, has visited the town of Long Lake, bringing with him the appearance of hell on earth!

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

When Mu En was awake, he was almost scared at the first sight, and in front of his eyes, less than a meter away, was lying a dead man.

It was a man who had just come of age, his young face was now a mixture of pain and despair, his eyes were wide and wide, hollow and without any focus, his fatal wound was in the abdomen, a cross-cut knife mark that almost disemboweled, his organs flowed all over the ground, and the blood had dyed the ground beneath him red.

(I...... It's a dream, do you need to toss me like this?!!!)

Mu En reluctantly closed his eyes, and he began to think about controlling his current body, first his fingers, then his arms, toes, thighs, little by little, every inch of skeletal muscles began to be controlled by him under his mind.

When he turned his body with difficulty, Mu En let out a long breath.

(Fortunately, it's okay, fortunately it's possession mode this time, although, the probability of death is also very high, but it's better than the shadow mode, which is better than waiting for death just by watching.)

As long as there is a slight opportunity, you have to struggle, even if 'death' is not really death, but the experience is still too terrible. ）

Mu En seemed to think of something frightening, and shivered fiercely.

It's a dream, it's just a dream for Muen, but it's not an ordinary dream.

Carefully calculated, it should have started three months ago, that day, after he came back from overtime until late, he fell asleep on the bed, you know, his sleep quality has always been very good, basically no dreams until dawn, but that day, he dreamed, he dreamed that he had become an old beggar, begging in a strange city.

The city's buildings were mostly Gothic, with white spires, round umbrella-like structures, and stone-paved floors, and the streets were full of strangely dressed people. From time to time, you can also see soldiers wearing iron armor and standing guard, and even hanging on the city wall with weapons that seem to be catapults.

In the dream, Muen became an old beggar, but he was not an old beggar.

In the dream, everything that the old beggar could see, hear, and feel was shared by Mu En, and even the old beggar's thoughts and emotions could be felt, but he could not control the old beggar.

Carefully described, he is equivalent to becoming the shadow of an old beggar, following him through everything.

It was a novelty at first, but the dream continued until the old beggar starved to death in a heavy snowfall.

Yes, because of this dream, Muen asked what it was like to feel starvation once!

Terrible feelings!

He swore that in this life, he didn't want to feel hungry again!

Generally speaking, dreams are chaotic and disorderly, they reflect what you are thinking during the day, but there is no logic in them. However, Mu En's dream is different, he clearly knows that he is dreaming, his five senses are more acute and clear than in reality, but he can't do anything, he can only feel that the old beggar's greatest wish is to eat a meal of buttered white bread and a bowl of mushroom soup, which seems to be the best delicacy in the world, but the result is starvation to death!

In the dream, he starved to death, and in reality, he woke up.

To tell the truth, it's just a dream, death in a dream, it's not real death, it's nothing, but the process of starvation, the feeling of starvation, the feeling of being empty in the stomach, the feeling of gnawing at the bark and the dirt, the feeling that the strength is gradually disappearing, and the feeling of weakness, weakness, and emptiness in the muscles of every inch.

It's really terrifying!

When he woke up from the dream, Mu En broke out in a cold sweat, and after giving himself a full meal, he didn't care much, no matter how terrible it was, it was just a dream, and when he woke up, it was already over.

The next day, however, he dreamed again......

This time, instead of being a beggar, he became a fisherman. A fisherman who escapes from the mouth of a giant monster fish.

Seriously, the fisherman's life is very ordinary, but the strange fish impressed him too deeply, as if the shark in reality, but bigger and more powerful, with two huge pincers, extremely fast, overturned the boat at once, if it were not for the fisherman's water is good enough, and the target of the strange fish is the fisherman, he will definitely not survive.

On the third day, he became a reserve militiaman, and in order to defend the city, he underwent rigorous training, and for the first time he learned about the 'hard work' and the terrifying power of the fighting profession for the first time.

However, fortunately, the time was up, and he woke up naturally, always without experiencing a terrible death.

Then, on the fourth day, he was still dreaming......

The dream went on every day, every day, every day was a different role, but every day he could feel that he was there, in that realm, becoming a different person's shadow and experiencing different things.

Although he is just observing, most of the time it is relatively confusing, plus he can't understand the language, and he can't understand the words, but after a long time, he has also figured out something.

Whether the world in the dream is just a dream or a world for him, he doesn't know, and it is impossible for him to figure out, but in that world, the place he is possessed has its own culture, history, customs, country, army, and a complete social system and values.

As he learned more about it, he knew that the area of his dream should be a small country called the city-state of Soros, and its leader, also called the king - Bard Soros, was known as the White Spear.

The great dragon slayer, a descendant of Gru Soros.

Zhuang Zhouxiao dreamed of butterflies, and he may be talking about Mu En's current appearance, wandering between dreams and reality, causing him to be unable to distinguish when he was real!

He is very confused and confused now, and sometimes, when he unconsciously puts more energy into the dream, he forgets that it is a dream!

Oh, yes!

Have you ever seen such a real dream?

Is there such a real dream???

And a month after the dream appeared, Mu En learned another thing in the dream, which made him want to vomit blood.