317 Elder brother and younger brother

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"Ian, Ian, wake up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ian felt someone slap his face, and he woke up slowly, feeling a little damp on his face. He opened his eyes and saw Nicole, and noticed that the latter's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just cried.

"What's wrong with me?" Ian sat up from the ground with his head propped up, "just like"

"Dreaming. Nicole whispered, "O'Mela, the dragon of dreams, will drag humans into his deepest nightmares. I originally thought it was a legend because when I was a kid my grandfather used it to scare me that if I didn't go to bed early, Omela would come into my dreams. ”

"Dream Dragon?"

Ian had never heard of a dragon like this, capable of controlling human dreams?

"It is very difficult for a person who has been dragged into a nightmare to wake up, although there is no record of Mayora in the book Distribution of Continental Dragon Species, but in the poetry of the bard, Mayora exists. It is known as the most mysterious dragon by the troubadours, and legend has it that a long time ago Mayora flew through a small village and dragged everyone in the village into an endless nightmare until they died. ”

"And how did we get out?"

"Because Mayora is dead. ”

Nicole leans sideways so that Ian can see the legendary dragon. As Nicole said, the dream dragon is no longer alive, unlike the sleeping state. Its golden eyes, which made everyone fall into nightmares, were also closed forever. Ian noticed a rich purple-black color under its eye sockets, which was the source of the poison and meant that the poison had taken effect.

"Legend has it that although the Dream Dragon has the terrifying ability to drag humans into nightmares, its body is very fragile. "And it can't move itself when it drags people into nightmares, so it keeps lying here and sucking all the toxins from the source into its nose." ”

That's a real death.

Ian silently thought to himself that dying in such a dramatic way was really not worthy of the name of the legend of the dream dragon.

"It's almost time for everyone else to wake up. Nicole looked at the people lying on the ground and said, "They should be fine, wake them up, I think we should leave." There must still be residual toxins left inside. ”

Ian nodded, he knew Nicole was right, especially in this confined space, where the toxin would maximize its effects. Ian was feeling a little pain in his head right now, presumably because of the toxin.

Then, the two woke up the others one by one. Everyone wakes up with a confused and sore face, which is a phenomenon that has not yet fully come out of the nightmare. Ian didn't explain that much, the torches were almost extinguished, and there were still the remaining toxins in it, so it was really not suitable to stay in it anymore.

They walked back to the gap in the swamp and saw the sun pouring down through the gap. The torch also fulfilled its mission at this time and was completely extinguished. Then the crowd crawled out of the ground, which took some effort, and then came out of the swamp full of small bugs in pain. When they were completely safe, they sat on the ground, watching the slowly setting sunset, gasping for air.

They did very little, even though Ian shot an arrow loaded with a poison source. The rest of the sore spots were experienced in nightmares.

After going ashore, Nicole first checked everyone's body. In fact, everyone has different degrees of poisoning symptoms, but none of them are deep, because they are all some distance away from the dream dragon. Nicole handed out a blue herb to the four of them, saying that they would be fine after eating it and resting for a while.

It's just that the herb is really unpalatable, and Ian stuffed the herb into his mouth, and it felt like it tasted like rotten eggs when chewed. But it had a refreshing effect, and Ian felt much more conscious.

Then Nicole told everyone about the dream dragon, and everyone was silent, because they had never heard of such a dragon and controlled the dream?

"That said, the hall's account of dragons is incomplete. After being silent for a long time, Dennis spoke first, "At least this dream dragon is probably no less threatening than a five-star." ”

Until now, Ian didn't know much about star ratings. However, he roughly knew that the black-feathered sharp-tailed dragon he had hunted in the Lutheran Forest belonged to the four-star level, while the dragon king Fire Naga and the Sea Narmis belonged to the six-star level.

"While Omela can drag people into nightmares, they shouldn't create nightmares out of thin air. "If I'm not mistaken, those nightmares are probably the most fearful or sad events in our hearts, and they must have actually happened." ”

Dennis snorted, not wanting to say too much about it. No one wants to say what they fear or grief the most, but the silence of the crowd shows the reality of the nightmare.

Ian thought for a moment and was about to say something when a sobbing sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

He turned his head and saw that it was Green.

Green crouched in the corner, huddled together like a giant ball of flesh. He was sobbing in a low voice, and big tears couldn't stop falling. Seeing this, Ian suddenly realized something.

He stood up and walked slowly over to Green. Green looked up at him with tears on his face.

"Is that all true?"

"What's true?"

"Is it true in the dream?" asked Green, crying, "am I, do I have a brother?"

Ian's heart trembled, he knew that he had guessed correctly, and the one in front of him was already "brother". He was also dragged into a nightmare, and he also saw the picture of being chased and killed as a monster in the village. You should also see the picture of his mother cruelly separating him from his brother with a knife and then throwing it into a trash can to commit suicide.

These things he should have known a long time ago, but he didn't know until today.

And his younger brother carried all this on his back early, and then became a feared murderer. With his brother's body, the cruel result was the person who had killed them.

Ian didn't know how to talk to him about all this, he didn't know how to open his mouth and tell him that your brother was actually alive and in your body. So he simply stopped talking and took Green into his arms, and Green cried like a child who had lost his toy.

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