In the dizziness, a bizarre picture slowly unfolded in front of Zheng Qing.

It was a black and white picture.

In the upper left corner, there is a striking sixteen-pointed star, attached to the neck of a robed, faceless being, as if it were His head, and like a pattern that obscures His face.

The nameless being had claw-shaped hands protruding from the wide sleeves of his robe, holding a crystal ball in his left hand and a scepter in his right hand, the sleeves of his robe intertwined with mysterious spells, and behind him was a huge wheel painted with strange runes. Just the corner of his eye swept over, Zheng Qing felt dizzy and a little out of control.

He quickly looked away.

But consciousness still inevitably becomes a little chaotic.

Around the wheel, there are several large and small 'meteorite'-shaped celestial bodies. The reason why it is called "meteorite" is because those celestial bodies are covered with holes that look like meteorites, or rather, traces that resemble lunar craters.

Then Zheng Qing saw a line of thin small words under the most eye-catching 'meteorite' - THE MOON.

It's the moon.

It was indeed the moon, and the wizard stared at the name for a long time, until the chaos in his mind receded slightly, and he slowly woke up to realize what the words meant.

Looking at the large and small balls around the huge wheel again, Zheng Qing realized that the upper left part of the painting depicted the starry sky.

All sorts of planets.

The large one is the size of a bottle cap, and the craters on the planet are clearly visible, while the small one is only a little bit of a needle, hanging in the dark background, inconspicuous. Some planets have star rings, some have crowns, and they are listed near and far, with different shapes.

With this in mind, the wizard finally realized what the painting depicted when he moved his eyes to the right half and saw the rolling hills, the winding coastline, the shadowy edges, the square towns, the towers and peaks that took to the sky, and the small gravel islands.

It depicts everything about the dreamscape.

From top to bottom.

From the outside of the earth to the underworld.

The Abyss, the Stone-Filled Desert, Lomar, Kadas, the Long (Cold) Plateau, the Zn Cave, the Selephait, the Lake Upos, the Naz Gorge, the Eastern Wilderness, the Middle Ocean, the South Sea, and so on, each stronghold is marked with a name in small black letters.

Zheng Qing saw everything in the dreamland in this painting.

He saw giant purple spiders living in the highlands of the northern part of the map, with a large glowing tower blocking their way down.

He saw black-haired giants, wielding their vastly divergent forelimbs, dwelling in Stone Town, offering their devotion to nameless beings.

He saw the Enchanted Forest, where the brown-outlined, shiny-furred creatures known as 'Zugo' were clapping their chests and spewing into settlements, and the lush oak grove was home to a few exceptionally old oak trees, with cracks in their bodies and the word 'Passage' in tiny tadpole-like letters—through which the Sin Hunters had come to the Dream Realm.

He also saw the river of blue sky.

Zheng Qing's gaze followed the river until he saw the city of Usa, the most striking symbol of this small city on the map was a cat's head, hanging from a few pointed rooftops.

As if sensing the witch's gaze, the cat's ears twitched, tilted its head, and glanced upward. There was curiosity in his eyes.

This is a living map, Zheng Qing understands it in his heart.

Immediately, he realized if he could use this image to find the whereabouts of the Faceless Demon - no sooner had the thought crossed his mind than his vision shifted sharply, and blurred colorful tiles filled his mind again.

When the tiles dissipated and everything in sight became clear again, Zheng Qing saw the blue sky river, undulating hills, small patches of farmland, cooking smoke, fences, and winding post roads.

Then he saw a procession marching on the road.

A large and peculiar team of Zugo, the Archer, the Shataq flock, and the ghouls.

In the center of the team was a small figure sitting on it, and next to it was a tall figure sitting on a huge purple spider.

The spider's eight slender and sharp claws flicked wildly, and every now and then a Zugo would trample to death. The little brown things carefully patted their chests, and after conveying their grief, they buried their companions and allowed the new members to join the team and move on.

Seems to be aware of the prying eyes.

The tall figure sitting on the spider raised its head and looked at the sky, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

Almost at the same time, the small figure sitting on the light seat also raised its head and looked up. Then Zheng Qing saw a familiar, but unfamiliar face.

Familiar because that face belongs to Zhu Si.

Unfamiliar, because the eyes on that face have become scarlet.

The wizard screamed, his eyes darkened, and there was a strong sense of stepping under his feet—he seemed to have experienced the feeling of falling from the sky on the admission plane and getting off the plane again.

Crash. Crash.

The sound of the glass shattering and smashing to the ground rang in the wizard's ears again.

Messy, irregular patches of color filled his gaze like a cocktail in progress. Intense and chaotic. The world swirls and shakes, and everything is shattered and darkened.

At the end of the darkness was silence.

A beam of light appeared at the end of the silence.

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

A familiar and eager voice echoed in Zheng Qing's ears, he barely opened his eyes, the light was a little dazzling, and he couldn't help but raise his hand while trying to tilt his head to the other side.

"He's awake too!"

The familiar voice became clearer and clearer, and Zheng Qing's chaotic thoughts were sorted out for a while before he reacted, this voice belonged to Jiang Yu.

Thinking of Jiang Yu, the wizard remembered that the group of them was meeting the Grand Elder of Attar in the Temple of Usa.

Then he remembered the spinning top, the strange picture of the top when it stopped, the team he saw when he was chasing the Faceling, and the small figure in the group.

Those scarlet eyes.

The wizard's eyes widened suddenly, and he sat up, his face pale and his eyes showing horror.

He opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when the witch interrupted him.

"Drink it. ”

Jiang Yu unscrewed the cap of an ampoule, put the mouth of the glass bottle to the witch's mouth, and said in a commanding and explaining tone: "Don't speak!

The glass bottle contained a puddle of transparent liquid that emitted white light, and you could faintly see golden stars rising and falling in the liquid.