In the white world, Gleilynt suddenly woke up and realized that he was dreaming.

Of course, he knew the dangers of exploring this dream, and it was wisest to wait quietly for the blazing sun to tear through the darkness, but he was quite disgusted with the state of "surrendering his fate to the unknown". Besides, this is a dream, in a dream, as long as you believe logically, you can increase your strength without limits.

When I opened my eyes, there was a deep and closed corridor, and the walls on all sides were unusually pale, giving people the feeling that they had completely died, but how could the inanimate walls die?

Glerint thought the scene was rather ridiculous.

On the pale wall, three or four meters above the ground, there was a gray light flickering every four or five meters horizontally, which was unusually dim and seemed to be extinguished at any moment. And underneath each gray light, there is a bony handle.

"That seems to be the doorknob?"

In this portal, there must be a lot of "surprises" waiting for Glerint to explore, but he sneered, after a brief inspection of the environment, the dark sun when his consciousness hooked up the strange space, his eyes were instantly profound, and a crown inlaid with various gems appeared on his head, and pitch-black armor and cloak of the same color appeared on his body - with the power of dreams, he completely projected the power of the "Duke of Entropy" characteristic here.

The boundless majesty spread in an instant, like a violent hurricane, smashing the gray lights to the ground, but they were extremely tenacious and resisted the impact.

Grelynt was not intoxicated by the person and power of Sequence 2, and his deep gaze seemed to turn into substance, quickly skimming over the portals and bony handles...... In his sight, those portals quickly faded away, and it seemed that all of them were just an infinite illusion, and there was no "person".

"Huh!"

With a low chuckle, he saw wisps of pale mist at the base of the gray lamp, which seemed to be powering those bright lamps, and the dead silence of those pale walls was also brought to him by those fogs. Subconsciously, he traced the veins of the flow of those gray mist to their source.

It was a well, made of gray bricks, incomparably deep, with the smell of decaying death.

Needless to say, this well is the heart of this dream.

His arrival seems to have triggered something...... In an instant, the lamps flickered, and the mist that flowed towards them poured into Gleilynt from all sides in the darkness.

They were menacing, but Gleilint reacted faster, and as early as when he saw the well, a dark and chaotic beam of light shot out of his eyes—fighting speed, of course, nothing can be faster than the light, and the dark beam of light instantly enveloped the gray well that exuded a dead silence, causing it to shatter abruptly, and the chaos became an incomparably fine scum.

Bang!

As Gleilynt expected, the core of the dream was broken, and the dream would naturally be shattered.

The incomparably far-reaching white walls of the corridor collapsed abruptly, and countless fragments of wall tiles quickly faded away. But surprisingly, the dead mist did not dissipate, but wrapped around Gleilint like an appendage.

His face changed, and he didn't care to check where he had been, and immediately grabbed a nine-knotted ring from the void - it was not a dream creation, but an entity of the "Oath of Youno".

Dreams are also places with their own unique order.

Rubbing the delicate brass ring, Glerint suddenly reached out and pressed it, imprisoning the mist in place. Then, with his hands together, he created a separate space that enveloped all the mist. And that's not all, under his control, the separate space quickly shrank, gathering all the fog together and compressing it into an irregular stone.

"This thing should be a one-time attack like a charm."

He thought to himself.

Although it is a thing in a dream, since it does not disappear with the shattering of that dream, it means that it is not derived from the power of the dream. Perhaps it should be said the other way around, that the dream was derived from these fogs.

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Putting away the stone that had been gathered from the "fog of death", Glerint had time to look at his new environment.

After leaving the corridor, he finally saw the huge black complex that surrounded the mountain, as he had expected...... At the same time, the "association" he established with Carol in advance in the sequence 2 positions also became clear.

She had the bad fortune to appear in the inner part of the monastery!

"I hope she didn't act rashly."

Glerint smiled bitterly, and walked down the aisle and stepped into it a hundred meters in one step.

After all, "dreamers" are not "dream walkers" who specialize in dreams, they are not able to move freely in their own dreams, but they can deal with other people's dreams to a limited extent, so Carol was able to stay awake in Gleilint dreams before. As for this "shared dream", Gleilint is not very sure, for Carol, it belongs to both "other people's dreams" and "own dreams".

Gleilint didn't think enough of his stride was not enough, so he let out a low sigh, and his whole body swelled and grew together with his clothes, stretching to about four meters—which matched the huge structure.

Intuitively, before half a minute had passed, Glerint had broken into the gate of a small courtyard.

He could feel that Carol was inside, but ...... Fuck, why are there two targets in there that have a connection to themselves?

"!"

Glerint let out a low curse, retracted his body, and kicked the courtyard door open with a "bang".

This time, of course, the two "people" in the courtyard were alarmed, and they were exactly the same two "Carol", and they were fighting fiercely......

Even without relying on angelic persons, Gleilynt saw the difference in an instant:

The Carol on the left, with her dark brown eyes, clear and distant, was none other than the blonde girl that Glerint was familiar with; And the eyes of the "Carol" on the right are dark, but they look a little like the current Gleilint, probably some unknown monster.

But he didn't blindly help Carol on the left attack the monster on the right, but raised his hand a few times and confined them to two different areas.

At this moment, a pool of viscous black liquid rippled in the corner of the courtyard, and a pitch-black shadow stood out, with the same figure, face, and clothes as Glerint...... But it's pitch black, and it's colorless.

"Don't use extraordinary abilities at will, Gleilint, the more abilities you use, the more he will resemble you."

Unexpectedly, it was the "monster" on the right who opened her mouth to remind, and the concern in her tone was not false at all.

Glerint didn't have time to observe the monster who tried to copy and pirate himself for the time being, but looked left and right at the two "Carol":

The one on the left, who seems to have been robbed of what he was supposed to say, can't help but reveal emotions such as anger, anxiety, and worry; The one on the right, with a slightly soothing sigh of relief, explained:

"Fortunately, it takes a certain amount of time for this monster to copy my thoughts, and the movement has to be slower."

"You...... Nonsense, it's clear that you shameless monster stole my thoughts! Carol on the left blushed.

The "Gleilint" made of viscous black liquid has been reproduced, and he is walking towards Gleilint step by step. It is foreseeable that once Gleilint uses any extraordinary ability against him, he will immediately reproduce that ability and assimilate his color from pitch black to Gleilynt's current appearance......

But to be honest, Gleilint didn't frustrate him at all, because this kind of "reproduction" must have a certain limit, and he has more than one extremely high character, and it is strange that he can completely copy it.

Rubbing the "Oath of Youno", Glerint raised his hand and grabbed the monster, pinching it in place.

Perfectly synchronized with Glerint's movements, a delicate nine-section ring also appeared on the monster's fingers, and as he rubbed and gripped it, Glerint didn't react - sure enough, it was just a façade! The pitch-black monster looked at his palm blankly, then clenched his fist and knocked his head in annoyance, as if he was suspicious of the strange life.

Looking at the stupid movements of "himself", Gleilint twitched the corners of his mouth, intending not to distinguish between them, so he stalemate until "dawn", and sat back and waited for the dream to subside.

This is undoubtedly a stupid approach......

Within two minutes, Carol on the left said angrily:

"Glerint, you're trapped with me!"

"Well deserved!"

Carol on the right sneered and expressed support for Glerint's approach:

"That's it, Glerint, wait a moment for dawn, and I'll see how arrogant this monster is!"

"Phew, you're the monster! Glerint, look at her eyes, look at her, it's not like me! ”

Carol on the left reminded.

The noise was so loud that Glerint's brain hurt...... That's right, based on the color of the pupils of the two, he does think that the one on the left is the real Carol, but in this case, it is definitely stupid to rashly attack the other. First, she may not be impossible to be true, and second, there may be an inexplicable connection between the two, even if he is dealing with a monster, it is possible to hurt the real Carol.

I don't know when it will be dawn......

Gleilynt muttered to himself, and heard the girl on the left say in a coquettish voice:

"Glerint, come here, I've figured out how to expose this monster!"

"No, Glerint, don't believe her, she's a monster."

This time, it was Carol's turn on the right, with an anxious, worried look.

Glerint did trust Carol on his left, and he hesitated, thinking that he was strong enough to deal with a possible sneak attack, so he leaned in.

"You still trust me more!"

She smiled sweetly, and seemed to be very happy, and sure enough, she did not make any intention to attack, but stretched out her lotus arm, hugged Glerint's neck affectionately, closed her eyes and pouted......

This, that doesn't seem normal, does it?

Grunt...... Gleilynt swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a sneering mouth:

"Wait until dawn, little Amy, good!"

This scene completely fell into the eyes of Carol on the right, and she blushed her cheeks with shame, until she heard Glerint's refusal, and then she breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's good that you weren't tempted by this monster."

"If you take this monster for me and kiss her, I will never accept you for the rest of my life!"

This seems to be a little more normal!

Gleilint was thoughtful, and even more afraid to act rashly.

It was at this time that the day dawned......

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Voting Entrance:

Referral Ticket; Pass.