Octor Tavir was born into an ordinary aristocratic family, with no hereditary titles or fiefs, and most of these aristocratic families lived a decent life worse than some wealthy citizens. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Octo came from such an ordinary background, but it has become a legend in many people's dreams.

His legendary path can definitely be called "legendary", and it can even be said to be "magical". Because as he said, he spends most of his time sleeping, and falling asleep becomes a legend.

This sounds a little funny, if sleeping is considered a talent, then all the pigs in the world should be able to fly, because they can also become legends.

As the proverb circulating on the same continent says, "A smart man may not necessarily become a legend, but a legend is definitely a smart man." "Octor is a typical wise and foolish, but he has a unique insight and research on dreams, and has created the advanced soothsayer profession "Dream Interpreter" and the legendary profession "Dream Prophet"

Dream is a very magical subjective experience, he belongs to the category of soul medicine, not only involves the perception and derivation of physical information, but also is regarded as a medium for the soul to undertake causal resonance in the occult, although most of it is just a useless messy interference, will not have an impact on people's normal life, but there are also causal resonances that happen to be closely related to themselves and fall into their dreams, thus forming a prophetic dream that everyone talks about.

For example, dreaming of a house on fire, an accident on transportation, and so on.

As a legend, Octo is undoubtedly an existence that can actively use dreams to make predictions - dream prophets.

In addition to telling people from time to time when he first became a dream interpreter, how you will die, or how unlucky you will be, and be beaten badly, Octor has gradually become a master of prophecy who can take charge of himself, even in the continent of Akalin, he is also one of the top few fortune tellers.

The more closely you connect with yourself about divination and prophecy, the more you can see.

If I leaked, those two old guys would definitely beat me to death, so this prophecy became a matter of my own life, and the dream would be clearer, thinking about Octo a little more confident, although I always felt that there was something wrong with this way of increasing the probability of prophecy......

As his body sleeps but his consciousness becomes clearer, Octor finds the connection between himself and Christina, letting go of his soul and feeling the cause and effect in the dark, and then creating bizarre dreams.

The future is always uncertain, otherwise, it has no meaning to exist, and the past and the present will also become a fixed formula, and there is no difference between the past, the present and the future, there is no before and after, and then the whole law of cause and effect will collapse.

The so-called prophecy is not to see what has already happened in the future, because the statement itself is false and contrary to the law of cause and effect. The future cannot be touched by the present in any case, let alone "already", and divination and prophecy are merely inferences of the most likely events through cause and effect.

For example, if a person is killed, he will die, and if the body is placed on a decomposing body, but what if the body is frozen? What if the body is cremated? The result will be different, and this is cause and effect.

Octo continued to take on the cause and effect resonance of the world, creating one prophetic dream after another for Christina's trip to the Nibelungen, but all of them were shrouded in a blood-colored chaos, and then a loud roar was heard, and the dream was shattered.

Octor couldn't help but become serious, "Dream Eyes!" Octo's soul eyes flashed with thousands of disillusioned dreams, "Dream Roots!" Countless dream disillusionments were carefully picked out by Octo, and he was constantly looking for ways to other worldlines, trying to find the only way to the Gate of the Destiny Stone, well, I digress again, but I find that this description is not wrong......

Suddenly, a mosaic came into his "sight": "Something, so vague, but very closely connected with Christina." ”

"The dark side of dreams!" Octor had to use secret methods to isolate other cause and effect interference, only Christina's connection with that target was infinitely magnified, and in a dark dream, Octor finally saw his true face - a broken skeleton?

After seeing each other clearly, the only remaining dream was shattered like a lens, and Octo's spirit felt a wave of exhaustion and weakness, and slowly woke up from his sleep.

Then I saw a terrible skeletal face and an old face with a gray beard.

"Go, go, go!" Octo single-handedly pushed the two annoying creatures aside.

"I'm tired of the old man, and when I finally woke up, no one poured a cup of tea and handed over water. Alas, I don't even want to talk when my shoulders are stiff, and I don't have anyone to pinch them. Octo suddenly looked like I was an uncle, and waited for the two guys who asked for someone to serve.

"Come on, come on, drink this cup of soul-calming tea, and the soul will be scattered and sleep forever. Nino smiled and handed over a cup of steaming black tea.

"The shoulder is in the way, then I'll help you crush it, you always call for the province. ”

"Okay, okay, count you two ruthless. Octo rolled his eyes vigorously, but after taking the black tea handed over by Christina, he still smiled and said, "It's still Christina who is sensible." ”

"Xiao Ao, then tell me quickly, is little Christina going or not going this time?" asked the old pervert patiently, and Nino also had an expression waiting for your words.

Octo put down his teacup and his expression became serious, "Originally, this trip was extremely dangerous for Christina, and there seems to be a change in the Nibelungen. ”

The two skeletons frowned when they heard him say this, waiting for his "but".

Octo was afraid of being beaten by the two old men, so he didn't sell it, and said directly: "However, I saw a turning point in the dream!"

"That's—an undead with a close connection to you!"

The old pervert pointed at himself in surprise.

Octo, however, shook his head, and waved his hand to create a dream-like image in the air—a broken skeleton.

"Xiaobai!" Christina exclaimed.

"Boy!! I'm going to duel you!!" The old pervert's roar resounded almost throughout the Death School District.