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Regulus slowly rose from the ground, and he found himself lying face down on the cold stone brick floor, and now he couldn't help but feel like half of his face was unconscious. He looked around and saw that the house was empty. He suddenly remembered that he had come in with a little boy, after which he had passed out, and now the little boy was gone. He was afraid that something would happen to the little boy, and wanted to call him to see if he was hiding in some corner, but suddenly realized that he did not know his name. Regulus had no choice but to shout, "Child, where are you?"

"Big brother, great, you're awake!" the little boy ran in through the door, "I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I went out to call someone, you see!" Regulus followed the little boy's voice, and saw that the man who stepped into the door after him was a zombie-like man wearing Vasilian light armor, with atrophied muscles on his face and pale skin. The whole face of the guy looked like it was about to fall, but the look in his eyes that Regulus would never forget, a look full of suspicion and jealousy.

"Karl?!How could it be?!" Regulus took a few steps back, watching the undead who had been slain by himself walking towards him.

"I've died so miserably, Regulus!" Karl pressed closer to him, "You demon, you won't let me die, and you're going to kill me again, you're so ruthless!"

"No, it can't be, this must still be a dream, I'll have to wake up soon!" Regulus looked around, trying to find some irrationalities that would only appear in dreams, but no matter how he looked at it, it was the Muen Mansion that he had fallen before, and all the details were so realistic, even the smell of the wind and the feeling of being down-to-earth were extremely real, not at all like the dreams he had experienced before.

"Regulus, give me death!" Karl swung the identical knife at Regulus's head, and Regulus flashed on his back, but the tip of the knife still made a cut in his face, and he immediately felt a hot sting, which could not be more real.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you? Isn't it enough for me to call for helpers?, don't worry, there are a lot of people coming over, they are all people you know, and they all want to help you!" said the little boy in an innocent tone, but it only made Regulus feel more terrifying and creepy.

"What the hell is going on! It could only be a dream, but the sensation of this body is so real......" Regulus wiped the wound on his face with his hand, and the palm of his hand was suddenly stained with blood, and the smell of blood came to his nose.

Then, Regulus felt the ground shake, and heard the sound of loud footsteps. The door was blown away with a thud, leaving a large hole in the wall, and a dragonman walked in through the hole, with a pair of huge wings on his back, but only one arm, the other arm seemed to have been severed, and the break was dripping blood.

"Daedric Dorag!" Regulus gasped.

"Boy, you gods have oppressed us enough!, as a dignified twelve demon gods, I was actually cut off by you, pierced through the heart, and finally ended up with my soul sealed, and you robbed me of the power that I am proud of, I am not convinced!" Dorag's roar blew a gust of wind.

"Damn, is this going to do it again with my former enemies? I hate that I don't even have a weapon now!" Regulus struggled to dodge Dorag's claws and leaped behind him, but there was already someone waiting for him behind him, and it was a chill that scared him several times.

"Regulus, I will avenge my father and mentor!" But Jalais's silver sword stabbed him in the chest, and Regulus could only crouch down and leap to the side to escape.

"Koyales, weren't you locked up in Oden, why are you here?" Regulus suspected that it was a dream, but the realism he felt made him dare not come to him, he didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he let Koales stab him again, whether he would wake up like a nightmare or just die. What if this was the enemy's conjugation, trying to take his life while he was panicking.

What happened next made Regulus completely convinced that they weren't him. There was a roar in the sky, and a huge figure covered the sky, it was a dragon twice as large as a normal dragon, it stopped on the Muen family's observatory, and looked down at everyone. Regulus remembered this fellow, it appeared in the memories of the dragon slayer in Alyssa's previous life, the dragon that devoured the soul of Koyales and became one with her.

"You have taken my heart!" said the dragon, speaking in a human language, and the voice was almost identical to the one I had just heard, "I waited for you for so many years, so many lives, for you to save me, for you to return to me, but you cut off my head and took my heart. Why!" It finished speaking, and its entire body turned into a transparent ghost, its transparent head suddenly flying away from its body for a moment before picking it back. It continued to roar, "You lured the dragon to my village, you killed my parents, you made me like this, you must pay the price!"

"Koyaless from the previous life...... Who the hell is using my memories to create these illusions! Get out of here!"

"God of War, I'm in control of everything yours!" Salder appeared before Regulus, dressed in black robes, blindfolds on his face, and white hair with scattered hair, just like he had before he was blown to pieces.

"Aren't you dead!" Regulus gritted his teeth, "You did all these illusions, with your all-knowing and all-powerful magic stone power?"

"No, I'm the all-knowing. A soft, neutral voice remembered that the third demon god, Sehir, had stepped out of the cracked door in midair, she was green all over, but then blue again, and the oppression she exuded made Regulus feel like he was back to the nightmare days in Miller.

"You...... You murderer of Alyssa! I have sealed you away, how did you escape!"

"Weak!" said a voice that Regulus had only recently heard, and he reflexively followed the source of the voice, for he had been searching for its owner all these days. He saw that the woman named Vorrell, who had kidnapped Luna, was walking towards him, dressed in blue and white armor and holding two black swords, just like he had seen half a month ago.

"Where did you take Luna?tell me!Give Luna back!" Regulus charged towards Vorrell, despite how he had failed badly last time or was now unarmed. He loses his cool and has only one thing on his mind - to get Luna back.

"I've already put that traitor to death, and you'll be next!" Vorrell said contemptuously to Regulus, even her mantra was the same as Regulus remembered.

"No, it won't, Luna won't die!"

"Big brother, what's wrong with you, aren't you satisfied with the people I've hired to help you?" the little boy ran up to Regulus, his eyes still wide as he was innocent, but the corners of his mouth were raised into an evil smile that didn't fit his age.

"You...... You did it all?!"

"Big brother, don't worry, there is still one last guest who hasn't come!" the little boy's tone changed, no longer naïve, but full of arrogance, "No, he's coming!"

Regulus followed the direction he was pointing, and a high elf wearing a jeweled tiara, ornate robes, and a silver sword with a glowing green gland at his waist walked through the large hole in the wall that had been punched out by Dorag earlier. His complexion was pale green, and his robes were red with the blood pouring from his abdomen, but he didn't seem to care.

"Who are you?" Regulus couldn't remember where he had seen this guy for a moment.

"Why? Did you forget the dream you just had? I am the elven prince Mick Desman who was killed by you more than a thousand years ago, and our Desman family was almost killed by you! You don't even let go of the little sister Isabella who I haven't seen yet, you are really cruel!"

"Mick Desman? The dream...... Wally, Elf, Randolph...... Is all this true?"

"How's it going, it's nice to see these people!" said the little boy laughed.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you doing this to me?"

"My name is Night・Mare, and I'm the fourth of the Four Warriors of San Lucas, welcome to my world!"