Lynch dreamed that he was powerless, and the feeling of weakness made him feel depressed.

He dreamed that he was lying on the side of the crib, struggling to get up, holding on to the railing, looking at his surroundings in confusion.

It seems to be a bedroom.

The bedroom is a single color and looks a little gray, the plain white walls, the huge wardrobe on the opposite side of the crib is half-open and half-closed, and the quilts and pillows on the large bed next to it are messily arranged. Only a small pot of bright green plants rests on the window sill hidden by the curtains.

The white lights on the ceiling were a little glaring.

Where is this?

Lynch in the dream does not have the consciousness of "I am Lynch", he is not only a weak life in the crib, but also like a bystander. Alone with his own child, the little child was a little uneasy, he struggled to hold on to the railing next to the bed, his weak legs were about to fall at any moment, he looked at the ajar door of the bedroom, as if waiting for something.

For example, the return of family members and so on.

Unfortunately, there was only deep darkness outside the bedroom, and nothing could be seen in the half-open door, except for the occasional creepy sound that sounded from that side and then disappeared again.

Lynch couldn't help but be a little anxious, although he didn't know why he was in a hurry, he still hoped that what the child was waiting for would appear in time.

Then he also looked at the darkness outside the half-opened bedroom door to the outside door, hoping that something would come in from outside.

Anything is good.

Suddenly, there was a "squeak" sound, and the wardrobe in the bedroom facing the crib opened automatically.

The baby was frightened and suddenly began to cry.

Lynch was also taken aback, his already tense nerves could not stop the child's crying, he looked at the closet, and found that in addition to the neat and large number of clothes in the wardrobe, there were some other things that were also stuffed into the corners and crevices of the closet.

The foul-smelling, disgusting eyes and tentacles were like useless scraps from the seafood market, piled up in the corners of the closet, and when Lynch noticed this, these eyes and tentacles jumped up and poured out of the closet towards Lynch, and rushed to the crib.

The lights in the bedroom went out suddenly.

It stinks.

......

A whole day and a night have passed since Lynch was woken up by Perlicios, who had waited impatiently, by smashing roe deer feces in the face.

The efficiency of the two men in the forest without a means of transport is not insignificant, but because Polysius lost the map and the two of them had to avoid the area where the giant tree man was located, Lynch and Perisius were still wandering through the forest.

"If you go any further, you'll be out of the forest. Sending off the chirping birds, Polysius, who was in a good mood, hummed a minor tune to report the direction to Lynch: "The general direction will not be wrong, as long as you get out of the forest and through the swamp, you can find those impurities." ”

Lynch whispered, but his mind was thinking about what Perisius had said to him not long ago.

Oh yes, Polysius isn't called Polysius anymore, she's given herself a new female name, Vidlow, and her surname has been changed from the previous Sunseeker to Utrasil - "It's quite formal and important, you have to face it," the girl named Vidlow looked at Lynch with a serious face: "You can't call me by my previous name anymore, don't be mistaken." And when introducing me to outsiders, be sure to introduce my full name. ”

Lynch is interested in the World Tree Utrahir, and for him, the current Maiden is the only one who knows anything about the world of the last century before the Black Mist descends. According to her, this memory stems from its noble origins, and even the curse of the gods cannot erase its memory.

"World Tree Utrashir?" Lynch asked Lori with curiosity, "Are you a god of the last age?" and you are a child of a god?

In fact, even the Sunstriders did not know that the so-called perfect body they had brought with them from their distant homeland was the body of the heir of Udrahir. In the face of Lynch's various questions, little Lori was still a little dissatisfied with Lynch's direct name for Utrahir: "Mother is the source of life, the divine existence that shelters the growth of all things, the mother of all things, the beginning of all existence, don't call her that directly." ”

Lynch nodded, staring at little Lori Vidlow.

Little Lori sighed lonely: "I'm not a son of God, there is nothing to say about a son of God." I'm just a World Tree falling to the ground, an outcast she doesn't need. As for the black mist, I don't know what it is, but what is certain is that it must be a curse of the gods. ”

"God's curse?" Lynch repeated, a little unacceptable to the answer he had easily obtained, "So there are still gods in this world? Is the god who created this black fog still alive? Tell me everything you know." ”

"You shouldn't be so disrespectful to God. Little Lori frowned on her thin brows: "I only know so much, great existences are still there, but I am not qualified to know them, I just need to remember my mother's name, this is something that is inherited from the bloodline." ”

Lynch rubbed little Lori's head, melting her frown back into a smile.

Then Lori, who was coaxed into happiness, told Lynch some more information about the World Tree.

Unlike other gods, the giant oak tree at the very center of the world provides eternal protection for her people and the faithful, and the beings who live there never worry about food shortages and wars, the sun and moon alternate from her, and when they rest, they turn into flaming birds perched at the very top of the canopy of the World Tree.

Udrahir is the only god that exists on earth.

"Of course the mother is still there. Little Lori said to Lynch in a natural tone: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have stood in front of you, and there would definitely be no black fog full of resentment and viciousness that cursed everything in the scope of her divine power, and she would definitely be more prosperous than Seras." There is the eternal kingdom of God, and there is no such thing as black fog that can defile the mother. ”

That's big news.

Lynch wanted to return to the castle as soon as possible, and tell Luo Yu and them what little Lori said, although the words of the little guy in front of him may not be too credible, but it can definitely be used as a reference to provide direction for their future movements.

For Lynch, the world shrouded in black fog seemed to have lifted a corner of the veil on him.

But now the two of them are still wandering around this forest. Lynch didn't know how Vidlow's identity as a son of a god would react once the mages of Seras were revealed, and now these guys should still be nervous about the so-called Pale Lord, so he decided to let Vidlow have a certain amount of self-preservation first, and then talk about anything else.