After being carried back to the arena, Raven fell into a coma for a long time, half-asleep and half-awake to his carefree childhood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He dreamed of his childhood self paddling through the sand, grass and shaggy bearskin blanket with a small wooden boat toy, dreaming of young Uncle Jaime giving him a rudder as a birthday present, dreaming of riding on his father's neck and playing with a wooden sword and shouting to conquer the sea...... Those images were like the summer afternoon sun in Howling Wind Bay, which made him feel intimate and sad. Yes, any memory of his family would burst Raven's tear pocket, and he still remembered how miserable his mother cried when Uncle Jaime rode the old horse to deliver the nightmare. There is also a grandmother who is as loving as the goddess Eluna, who always caresses Raven's little head and tells him the legends of the "Nightmare" and the "Whisperer". When she heard of the death of her eldest son, her rickety body immediately fell into decline, and she died soon after.

The dream changes dramatically after his grandmother's death, and Raven sees his adult self in rags, standing on the bow of a battleship made of gold with a scimitar in hand, and a sea of rotten flesh and bones beneath it. Little by little, the ships sank, and the crews of all races fought to the death with the living corpses that climbed onto the deck, and then became food to be slaughtered, torn to pieces by the living corpses and stuffed into their mouths. This was Raven's childhood nightmare, probably because of the stories his grandmother used to tell.

During the time of the Fourteen Kingdoms, Buandispar was plagued by an unnamed disease - some called it "Demonic Disease", others believed it to be "Calby's Curse", and in some remote mountainous areas it was literally called "Lost Soul Disease", but it did not receive an authoritative name until it was completely eradicated by the Whisperers. The only thing people know about it is that the sick person dies quickly and then comes back to life in the form of a living corpse, and the whole transformation process takes less than a day, and some of the sick people with poor constitution do not even last for an afternoon. The resurrected corpses have no brains or souls, they do not think or tirelessly, they only wander around and act according to the most primitive instincts. Living creatures that are gnawed to death by living corpses will transform at a faster rate and join the army that destroys the world of the living. The Nightmare spread rapidly and rampantly, scaring the entire continent for several years, but thankfully the rise of the Whisperers put an end to that terrible plague.

The nightmare of the Golden Battleship tormented Raven, who was only seven or eight years old, for nearly a month, and finally dissipated in a relatively rosy fantasy. Raven never imagined that the tragic scene in his dream would appear in reality, and it would be placed right in front of his eyes. Fear from the soul trapped him in the depths of darkness and thwarted his willingness to wake up.

"Raven, wake up, you bastard!" the familiar call turned into a puff of green smoke and drifted into Raven's mind. He stretched out his hand as hard as he could, trying to grasp the invisible smoke, and in an instant it called and turned into a life-saving straw, wrapped around his arm and dragging him out of the cage of fear.

"Ahh He looked around—Segathon standing by the bed, frowning anxiously, Dalang scratching his head with his back against the door, and Tarissa sitting at the table with her back to her, as if she were weeping.

"Thank goodness you son of a bitch. Segason cursed with a sigh of relief.