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Chapter 115: Nightmare

Morrow hadn't had nightmares in a long time, since Eliad told her he hadn't killed his mother. She feels that everything has changed steadily, although the future is uncertain. At this moment, she seemed to be unable to fall into the ground, fluttering as if she was floating, with no strength up and down her body, vaguely as if she saw blood-red battlefield corpses all over the field, shocking, and then she found that her every step was on top of the corpse of the dead person, and there was no one behind her, there was a person opposite. It's Roland.

And behind Roland is a black army that can't be seen at a glance.

It's like a fantasy, and it's like reality.

Everything is too real. She could even see the faces of the dead, even the slight struggles of the undead, and the silver armor she was wearing but was already tattered, she could even see the shape of the wind blowing the pieces of the armor, the sky seemed to be stained red with blood, the barrier above her head was almost shattered and glowed with fragile light, Roland stepped forward with her sword and stepped forward, but she didn't move. To be precise, she couldn't move, as if she was frozen. She couldn't hold a sword, she couldn't hold a whip.

She watched as Roland's sword pierced through her chest, but strangely felt no pain at all, and her body floated again.

Somehow, the wound on his chest was completely invisible, but his body was soaked in blood, and he was firmly bound by the overlapping black net in his doubts, and he couldn't break free, and after a while, it seemed that he was thrown into the ice water again, almost suffocating.

The scene continues to shift, she is standing on the edge of a cliff, opposite Roland is still Roland, and there is another person Adler. The abyss behind him was like a dark cavern, bottomless, and like a black hole that wanted to devour everything that came near it. Roland pressed her step by step, she retreated step by step, the sand and gravel at her feet kept rolling down the cliff, and finally Roland pushed her off the cliff with his own hands, she fell into the void and terrifying weightlessness, she looked up and saw Adler hugging Roland's body, Roland looked at her under the cliff and kept falling, and then showed an extremely weird smile. The scene changes again, this time in the palace of Ales, Roland is holding a dagger in his hand, the dagger is dripping with blood, and behind Roland is Eliad, who is lying in a pool of blood.

"Father! No! Father...... Please, don't ......" was a real pain, sharp enough to suffocate her. She screamed and sat up violently.

"Morrow? What's wrong? Are you dreaming of Eliade again? It was Lorenzo, who fell into Lorenzo's cold arms, "It's okay, it's all over, no one can hurt you." ”

After hearing Lorenzo's voice, she calmed down a little, but she was still immersed in the very real nightmare just now, "No...... It's not ......" Her face was full of horror and unease, and the pupils of her eyes turned blood-red, looking terrifying.

He grabbed her shoulders with both hands and asked softly, "What's the matter then?" ”

"No, I dreamed of Roland." She curled up silently, folded her hands on her knees and clutched them tightly and trembled slightly, not noticing his fleeting unhappiness, "It's like I'm dreaming of hell that belongs to me." Roland killed me three times, and I couldn't move at all but let him kill me again and again, but it didn't matter, in the end, ...... The last time you saw him kill his father...... Kill Lord Eliad. ”