The moment Earwind, who was cloaked in white, turned his head, the colors in Fisher's vision became monotonous as if they had been swallowed, as if the whole world was black and white, and Earwind's dreams were distorted by his soul that was already close to the mythical level, and began to show the same characteristics as reality.

Before Fisher could stand up the magic in his hand, he immediately felt a huge force coming from in front of him, and Earwind, who was many times faster than him, struck on Fisher's left arm with a white light, and the huge force pressed him down reluctantly, and the space around him burst out with a shattering sound like glass shattering,

"Kakaka!"

Earwind's entire dream shattered, and the two of them continued to sink together, until Fisher coughed and fell from the sky, slamming into the salty sea breeze steel deck, smashing it straight into the cabin space below.

But before the danger disappeared, and before Fisher could get up, a constructed high-ring thunderbolt magic was activated from his hand, but Earwin did not avoid it, and the huge force instantly cut through the magic built by Fisher and then fell downward, and with another loud bang, Fisher jumped backwards and returned to the deck.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly realized that the scene around him was very familiar, it was on the Iceberg Queen before he came to the North, on the deck, countless crew members who had followed Aragina to escape from the Sardinia country were running around, seemingly unaware that a large pit had just been smashed out of the deck by Earwind.

Fisher looked up and saw that the white ponytail Aragina was standing at the bow of the ship looking out over the endless sea, and the parrot named "Steel Knife" spread its wings and flew up from the fence next to the deck, and returned to the arm of the blue bird species Ossie on the mast.

This is... Own dreams?

Fisher only looked at the scenery in front of him for a second before retracting his gaze, because the next moment, there was another gust of wind below, and Fisher had already prepared in advance, pulling the spinner with one hand and flying towards the mast, throwing down a stream of fire magic, engulfing everything below the deck with flames.

He spun around in mid-air and jumped to Osie's side, almost knocking the illusory Ossie down, and before he could apologize to Ossie, Earwind's pursuit below had arrived,

"Boom!"

Earwind grabbed Fisher on the mast from the burning fire, and smashed the whole mast directly, the mast roared and was about to fall, and the dream of Osie also spread her wings in a panic and flew away, but it was countless times faster than the mast landing, Fisher and Earwind were already entangled and smashed to the position where Aragina was standing.

"Boom!"

The two of them entangled and landed downward, directly penetrating the steel ship entirely, and falling all the way into the icy ocean.

"Fisher, even the strength of the soul, you are not as good as me, where did the technique you read in the soul supplement manual go?"

"Here..."

The two of them sank into the abyss at the bottom of the sea together with the Iceberg Queen, who was completely penetrated and about to sink, and the extremely real dream really gave Fisher a feeling of choking, but he quickly reacted, one hand pressed the back of Earwind's head, and then the other hand burst out with a dazzling [destruction] aura.

【Destruction】Ring head magic, eliminate light.

As an invisible light like an eraser bloomed from Fisher's hand, Earwind's entire head was instantly destroyed, but he showed no sign of losing his life, and the glittering cloak behind his back rolled up forcefully, pushing Fisher, who was suspended in the water.

Again, as the sound of the space shattering around them sounded, the two of them spun and fell from the sky again, only this time, he landed straight in front of his small rented house in Saint-Nari, and the surrounding environment was full of traffic, Earwind's headless body slowly descended in mid-air, but blood was growing in a steady stream of flesh at the wound where the skull had disappeared.

The white cloak fluttered behind his back, but the misshapen flesh grew larger and larger, until it was larger than his entire human body, and became a flesh dragon without skin.

"Saint-Nari, the pearl of human civilization, the flower that blooms in the light..."

In the mouth of the huge flesh dragon, a scorching fire light condensed more and more, and as his words came out, he sprayed a scorching beam of light, which went all the way from the front of Fisher's rental house until it cut off the ground of the entire Saint Narri, until the beam entered the ocean, and the huge impact force penetrated the middle line of Saint Narri with the Golden Palace as the coordinates, and the flame wave that was 100 meters high instantly swallowed the entire Saint Narry.

Fisher, who jumped up to avoid the blow, was just about to attack, but suddenly felt something and turned his head, only to find that under the environmental protection factory that had been shattered by Earwind, there were wailing workers, strangers whose bodies had long ceased and whose souls had been drained, and blood gushed out from under the gorgeous golden palace, and the family, servants and enemies connected by blood were locked in calculated chains and fell into a burning hell, and under the blue ocean was not clear, but the fire that burned other people's homes, A slave who has lost his dignity...

The stench of drugs burned in the Royal Academy, which was supposed to be the highest institution of learning, the councillors standing on the podium of the New Party holding Nario in their hands, the Mother Goddess of the church with their backs to the hall of prayer, and the ugly bargains of equivalent exchange were made in this sacred and secret place...

In the sea of fire, Earwind, who had turned into a dragon, lowered his head a little, looked at Fisher and asked,

"How many times do we have to repeat the same mistakes, what kind of punishment do we need to make them not make such foolish mistakes again, and how advanced technology and how superior the system must be to change these evils?"

In Fisher's slightly stunned contemplation, looking at the scene in front of him, he seemed to feel a little familiar, but before he could hear where the familiarity of this thinking came from, he was held down by the roaring Earwind, and the huge force crushed the space and shattered again, and Fisher could only use all his strength to construct magic.

Earwind's strength is beyond his imagination, and it will take more to defeat him.

So, in the next second, in the shattering of space and dreams, he endured the pain of extracting soul power, and began to construct magic for battle.

"Zizizi!"

In their fall, a ray of thunder light bloomed from Fisher's hand, at first Earwin didn't take such an attack to heart, but as the magic struck one after another, he let go of Fisher's body in pain, but he was still constructing magic,

"Roar! That's right, let me see what the Soul Supplement Manual has given you! ”

"Buzz!"

The flesh dragon that Earwin had turned into suddenly spread its wings that covered the sky, and with a loud explosion, the surrounding dreams were flickering and cracking again, until the next layer of dreams reappeared.

The dreams enhanced by the Magic Ring's Ring seemed to be endless, and the deepest consciousness of both sides was concretized.

Fisher and the dragon in the white cloak behind him entwined each other in the fall, during which the sound of sonic booms, magically activated flames, thunder and lightning, and the sound of ice came and went, and the figures of the two of them were also reincarnated in different dream realms, presenting the endless struggle between them in an extremely strange way.

I saw that two illusory figures flew out from the tip of the quill pen held by Jasmine, outlining the delicate handwriting left by her homework with a radiance of destructive power...

I saw that in front of a luxurious carriage in the lavender fields that stretched as far as the eye could see, a dragon race covered with red scales was looking into the distance, watching the unconscious figure placed in front of the port for a long time and unwilling to leave, not noticing that Fisher, who was being torn by Earwind, was falling at a high speed on the sky.

"Kakaka~"

Endless spatial shattering sounds, kaleidoscopic dreams flickering with light.

I saw that one after another of the intricate and sophisticated dead rot research manuscripts were fluttering in the wind, and a doctor who was so sleepy from studying that he didn't even have time to take off the bird's beak mask on his face as a simple protection on his face that he hurriedly lay down in front of the research table, and Fisher struck the Earwin dragon in the chest with a shot of spatial magic, shattering part of his body.

Then, the whole dream was coated with an extremely warm color, illuminating Fisher and Erwind's figures like the sun.

"Fisher, I invite you to my coming-of-age ceremony in my personal name, do you have anything to do that day, I have prepared a gift for you, and I can also take you to our family's library in Nari Lake, you can take whatever you want back..."

In front of him, the young Yin Lisabeth smiled and put her pink lips to Fisher's ear, and whispered to him.

At that time, the young poor boy Fisher also looked helplessly at Yin Lisabeth beside him and said,

"It's your birthday, and you want to give me a present, I should give you a birthday present, right?"

"Well, that's true of common sense... But, it's the best gift for me that you're here, well, but it would be nice if you could kiss me one more time..."

Behind the two approaching dreams in the sweet words of such a young man, who never seemed to think about the future, the library shelves toppled down layer by layer, and the flames spat out by the terrifying flesh dragon successfully cornered the current Fisher.

In the dream, when the young Fisher gently reached out to pick up Yin Lisabeth's beautiful face and touched her soft lips, the surrounding dreams disappeared with a violent glass breaking sound.

"Whoa..."

Fisher and Earwind sank again, until at some point their cheeks were outlined by the red sunset, and the carefree chirping of cicadas and breezy playing in the fields of Schwali.

"Look, Torga, our wheat is ripe!"

In the golden fields, a little red-haired girl dressed in linen and wrapped in a white cloth ran barefoot in the wheat field with her hands outstretched to the breeze, and at the same time turned back to call out to the figure who sat under the simple eaves to enjoy the shade, and in their not wealthy room, the only precious things were a shabby book and an iron statue of the Mother Goddess that I didn't know where to go...

"Kakaka~"

The dreams were shattered layer by layer in the-for-tat battle between the two of them, and they continued to form the most precious and beautiful memories in their minds, but the beautiful story finally came to an end, and their battle began to have an extremely obvious relationship between the upper and lower winds.

Source change app】

Although Earwin came to the northern realm in order to enter the mythical rank with the help of the spirit realm or the soul completion manual, from the perspective just now, he was really only one step away from the mythical rank, and this slight distance was basically negligible, and it was not impossible to regard him as a fifteenth-order mythical creature.

The nature of the mythical creature "body and soul as one" makes up for the fragility of his soul to a certain extent, so that his soul also has a strong fighting ability in the gap between the world and the spirit world, Fisher can continue to use soul power to quickly construct magic gives him the capital to fight against Earwind, but as time goes by, the continuous consumption of soul power, although both sides have losses, but there is no doubt that if it drags on, Fisher will definitely lose.

"Boom!"

As one by one the magic emblems were engraved and released in an instant, Fisher's brain power and soul power were almost exhausted, and at this time he was a little grateful to Yaren Niang for the ability to give him [Post-Reproduction Strengthening] after completing the manual, if it weren't for the fact that he and Valentina had just had a holy marriage, he had also obtained a stronger soul recovery ability than before, otherwise he would have been drained long ago.

But even so, he can't drag it out any longer, he must fight quickly!

"Kakaka!"

The surrounding space and dream shattered again, and Earwin and Fisher, who were dragging their huge bodies, also fell with the collapse of this dream again, at this moment, this sinking force forcibly interrupted Earwind's original attack, although Fisher also shook his body, but the impact was far less than that of Earwind...

"Roar!"

Watching the terrifying dragon in a white cloak whirl in the fall of the dream, Fisher quickly realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He mobilized the magic power of his body again, and condensed a magic that flashed with an extremely dangerous light in his hand, this move is already one of Mr. Haythami's stunts at the bottom of the box, and the entire Nari is only the only one he has learned except for him, and there are only two characteristics, fast and powerful.

Fourteen Rings [Destruction] Magic, Annihilation Star.

As that bit of deep black appeared in Fisher's hands, even if Fisher had only cleverly constructed the materials and the engraving process, the consumption of this magic was still not small, and the moment this magic was revealed, Fisher suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, and then all seven orifices began to flow blood.

But he was not hindered by the pain, and just quickly shook the magic out of his hand.

As a series of small dots with invisible destructive power fell towards Earwind, who fell with Fisher, the huge force instantly swallowed Earwind's huge body, and the entire dream space shattered again, and gradually wrapped in the deep black like the universe that spread out of the magic of the fourteen rings.

As the starry black spread, Earwind's strong and massive body was annihilated little by little, but before Fisher could fully see the scene, he had already fallen heavily to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The huge strength and the already extremely weak soul made him cough reluctantly, he covered his eyes, nose and mouth and kept gasping, but he could only touch the fishy smell of blood from everywhere, these were not real blood just his soul was reminding him that he was in a very bad state at the moment.

The pain in the soul is very similar to the pain of a physical injury in reality, and it is only to remind you that you have been hurt.

Fisher lay on the ground of this dream in agony, gasping for breath, and in the distance, as the dragon's figure was swallowed up by magic, a pool of scarlet blood fell again, and slowly landed not far from him, once again forming a humanoid form in a white cloak, Earwind.

“... Without magic, Fisher, if you don't use magic, you're going to die. ”

"Winter! Winter! Winter! ”

In the distance, an extremely familiar, staccato bell rang at the same time as Earwind's words, but Fisher ignored the huge threat of landing in front of him, he just sat up in disbelief and looked back subconsciously.

Sure enough, he remembered correctly, in front of him was a church school with the logo of the Mother God Church painted on the door and wall, and he was very familiar with the staccato bell sound that was completely different from the other churches, because when he was a child, he secretly ran to the clock tower to study the structure of the bell striking mechanism, and as a result, he couldn't put it back after dismantling it.

The priest hired a mechanic to repair it, but after spending money to fix it, the thing hit the clock intermittently, and Fisher tried to fix it before going to St. Nari's school, but it never worked, and he had no talent for steam mechanics.

But these are not the key things, the most important thing should be...

Fisher's hole shrank slightly, and he seemed to be a little impatient to look down the clock tower in the distance, past the ginkgo trees growing by the wall, past the noise of the children running around the orphanage, past the very simple-looking doorway, and finally at the door of the orphanage, he saw the back of a nun sitting there with a small bench.

The nun, dressed in a very strict and elegant black robe, could only see a strand of long golden hair in the slight gap in the black scarf on her forehead, and she turned her back to herself, holding a copy of the Genesis Sutra in her hand, and looked angrily at the Kadunari half-race child who had made a mistake and had not changed his face.

"Fisher Benavides, you're in trouble again, aren't you?"

When the nun spoke so, it was not the young, ignorant, stubborn child who answered her, but Fisher Benavides twenty years later.

"Teresa... Nun. ”