"Dream birds?"

These black and white birds have nothing in common with birds except for a little similarity in appearance.

They are more like stripes of black ink, scribbled haphazardly.

The body is a slender black line, and the wings are two arcs that extend sideways, and the arc extends downwards to form a short section.

There are white cavities above the black and stripes, but there are some white lines on the specifics.

This dream bird looks really weird.

It's right to think about it, these so-called primes are a little weird, although they don't make people physically uncomfortable, but they are not good-looking.

Looking at the scene that Lilulu opened, it should be in a dream.

"Is there a dream layer in this world?"

Claire thought of something and asked Lilulu.

Hearing Clea's question, Lilulu nodded, "Lilulu caught them with a dream, how about it?" Clever, isn't it? ”

The reason why Lilulu advanced to Sancai early was because she had mastered the rules related to dreams.

Understand the connection between fairy tales and dreams.

So although Lilulu is a fairy tale spirit, her mastery of dreams is also very superb.

It's like the inner realm of the Platinum Country, and because of that Lilulu's promotion, there is a dream layer.

There was no such thing in the domestic realm of platinum in the past, although there were intelligent beings and dreams like this, but there was no chance that such a dream layer could not be gathered.

The dream realm in the Platinum Kingdom is controlled by Lilulu, and all mages who learn fairy tale magic can travel in the dream realm.

This allows them to learn some strange spells.

"Can the dream bird survive the dream of leaving this world?" Kane couldn't help but ask curiously.

His knowledge and understanding of dreams is very weak, and he barely understands it.

Lilulu shook her head: "Lilulu doesn't know either, so Lilulu only grabbed a few and put them in the dream to take a look." ”

Hearing this, Kane nodded.

It seems that Lilulu should like this kind of spirit very much, grab a few and try to see if she can live. If she can live, it seems that she will bring a large number of "specialties" with her when she leaves.

At this time, Umberto, who was at the front of the group, also stood in place, looking at the dream displayed by Lilulu and the dream birds flying in it.

Until now, he couldn't help but ask in his heart, what is the level of strength of these 5 people in front of him?

Although he always felt that Kane's strength was the same as that of the gods, what was the strength of the gods? There is no scale in the heart.

Thinking about it, his attention was all drawn to the dream bird, after all, this was the first time he had seen such a creature that lived in a human dream.

After all, human beings are not free to walk through dreams.

The memories in the dream are also unusually vague, except for a large number of dream birds gathered in a person's dream, which flew out because of the dream, otherwise it would not be seen at all.

"These dream birds are really interesting, but they are a little too ugly in appearance for Lilulu to like."

Lilulu complained beside her.

At this time, Kane waved his hand beside him: "Okay, since you've seen it all, let's keep walking." ”

Umberto nodded, then turned around and continued on his way.

Kane and the others followed him, chatting from time to time.

It was very relaxed.

……

Between the branches in front.

After a long absence, Kane and the others saw the glowing spirit again, resting among the leaves not far away.

"We should be almost there."

Umberto looked at the spirit resting on the leaves, turned to Kane behind him, and said.

When they saw the spirits, they were on the periphery of a gathering place.

In the middle of this deep mountain and old forest, it should be a village somewhere.

"I should have been here many years ago, and I have the slightest impression that there is a village not far ahead."

Turning over the fallen branch in front of him, Umberto thought as he spoke.

Hear this.

Lambei, who followed behind him, couldn't help but ask curiously: "You said before that the world was broken when you were 16 years old, so how old are you now?" ”

Both the previous prophets and the words he is saying now indicate that Umberto is not as young as he seems.

Hearing Lombe's question, Umberto raised his head slightly, stretched out his finger and pointed at his head, as if he was thinking and calculating how old he was.

"I think I'm about 100 years old now."

It's a little more than Kane imagined, but they can feel that Umberto has the strength of silver.

It is very simple for the strength of the silver to live to be more than 100 years old, beyond the lifespan of its own race.

But think about it, if there is such a fragment of the world for so many years, all roads should have his footprints.

"But how did you get to be 100 years old and not look out of the box?" Kane couldn't help but ask.

It is normal for the silver level to live above the age of 100, but it is somewhat difficult to maintain the current appearance and physical fitness.

There should be some external force supporting him.

Kane: They can all sense Umberto's current physical condition.

Mezik, in particular, in his examination, Umberto's current physical condition, like his outward appearance, may be about 30 years old.

At this time, Mezik picked up his pace, took a few steps ahead, and looked at Umberto.

"Your physique doesn't seem to be quite the same as that of a normal person, and your body seems to have been lodged with spirits?"

Hearing Mezik's words, Umberto nodded, confirming the accuracy of his words.

They chatted, but they didn't slow down.

More and more glowing spirits can be seen around, floating in the air, wandering around, or finding a corner to stay quietly.

"Since I was born, I have been housed by a spirit, which is why I have embarked on this path."

As he spoke, Umberto let out a sigh.

A string of white smoke spat out of his mouth, turning into a white mist anaconda wrapped around his wrist.

"The fog spirit, a spirit that is above a hundred meters in the air, has a binding effect on all spirits."

With his words, the white mist python in his hand turned into a very slender white mist and flew forward.

And the herringbone-like spirit that had been resting on the leaves was wrapped around and dragged over.

The moment it was entangled, the herringbone spirit wanted to struggle, but it was obviously useless.

It was dragged and placed in the palm of Umberto's hand.

"Well, that's it."

Umberto showed it to the crowd, and then a hint of magic welled up from his fingers, or what they called life.

He placed it on the spirit's body and let it go, allowing it to fly away in the air.

Looking at the white mist in Umberto's hand, everyone nodded, and they had a clear understanding of the white mist.

Umberto had spoken to them during the previous chat.

His profession should be called a spiritual doctor in a serious way, and it is really a profession that heals others.

But as the name suggests, it is to heal all kinds of problems that arise from the Spirit.

Therefore, the spirit that resides in Umberto only makes his means more convenient, and what really makes him strong is the knowledge related to the spirit in his head.

and the various experiences he gained from his 100-plus years of living and dealing with spirits.

In his words.

On this piece of the world, there is probably no one who knows the Spirit better than he does.

"When I was about 30 years old, I was once again lodged with a spirit because of some unexpected circumstances. He made me feel like I was 30 years old until I died. ”

"The trade-off is that I always have to walk on my own feet."

In general, he took advantage of that boarding time.

There are more and more spirits around.

Everywhere there are all sorts of strangely shaped glowing objects scattered around it.

Looking at such a scene, Umberto suddenly sighed.

"When I was younger, I was a scene like this everywhere, but now I can only see this scene in inhabited places."

At this point, he suddenly felt a little depressed.

Yesterday, Kane and Mezik studied a little as to why, at this stage, these spirits habitually congregate around human settlements.

Although the magic power in the human body here is precipitated, the magic power is not dead, and will volatilize in the air little by little with the actions of human beings.

And these spirits live by the subtle magic in the air.

If the world wasn't broken, it was a whole world, and the air should be filled with magic at all times.

Of course, no matter where it is, it is suitable for these spirits to survive, but now the world is broken, and the earth they are stepping on is just a fragment left behind after the world was broken.

How much magic can you expect from such a fragment? The magic in the air is relatively thin, and in this case, it will definitely not be able to feed too many spirits, which will cause this spirit to gradually die.

And the surviving spirits will definitely gather around the human gathering place, because the magic power naturally volatilized in these people's bodies is mixed with the magic in the air, and it is easy for the surrounding spirits to survive.

So when he saw the spirits gathered around him, Kane stretched out his palm, and a condensed ball of magic power appeared in his palm.

Under Kane's precise mana control, wisps of magic ribbons were swung out from the condensed magic ball.

All the spirits around them moved, and they began to dance and swim in the air with Kane's maneuver along the ribbon of magic.

"Sure enough, this would allow for a limited degree of control over these spirits."

Umberto looked at the magic ribbons that Kane controlled, and if there was no problem with his perception, the magic ball in Kane's hand and the total amount of magic power he volatilized in the air combined completely exceeded the magic power stored in his body.

So, people wave their hands casually and are themselves?

This level of manipulation is completely beyond your own.

He had to sigh in his heart again that these people were amazing.

Because he found that with Kane's movements, the others were also manipulated in the same way.

It seems that it should be the first time, but I learned it by hand.

Even Lombe, which looks very bulky.

"These spirits are really interesting."

Kane said as he looked at a few ball-like hairy spirits, floating in the palm of his hand.

If memory serves, these spirits in the palm of the hand seem to be called hairballs.

The effects on people are very subtle, and it seems that people can't help but sneeze.

"Alright, we're here, we can already see the village."

Umberto looked into the distance, and on the hillside not far away, you could see the orange-yellow thatched roof.

There are about a dozen large and small roofs exposed, and it seems that the village is there.

At this time, although the sun has not yet set, it is already crumbling in the sky.

Soon night will come.

Following the fluttering spirits around them, Kane and the others began to walk towards the small hillside.

You can already see the paths of people walking out of the forest.

Some of the woods can still be seen at the edge of the woods, which seem to be traps left by hunters.

Looking at these traps, Kane couldn't help but smile with a memory.

Once, he would also use these to catch prey.

(End of chapter)