In Bernadette's dream, she witnessed her father being besieged by countless angels, and even had a strange vision that she couldn't look at directly.

She saw one enemy after another rushing towards her father, they released their abilities, some of them were dazzling and devastating, some were silent, but they were weirdly powerful, their figures were staggered and shuttled, blocking her father's retreat to the greatest extent.

The father killed one enemy after another, and the angels poured out in a steady stream as if endlessly.

She wanted to rush to help her father at all costs, but she was confined to her place, unable to speak, move, or release any powers.

She saw her father stumbling and gradually covered in blood.

She saw her father slammed to the ground from the sky as he was pierced by countless lightsabers.

The wind rose, blowing the maple forests around the White Maple Palace, and the orange maple leaves turned as bright red as blood, as if my father's blood was flying all over the sky.

She watched her father fall in a pool of blood, grief-stricken, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and it was her running wildly while fighting.

She hid in XZ, struggling to survive alone in Intis, trying to get as close as she could to the border so that she could escape to the sea.

This time, she was accidentally discovered by the searching enemy, so she had to fight while fleeing frantically.

But there are many enemies who come after her, and there are extraordinary people of the same level as her. If it weren't for the many powerful seals her father gave her, she would have become an extraordinary trait. Even so, she coped with it very hard, and the situation became more and more critical.

The negative effects of the seal, the consumption of spirituality from the use of extraordinary abilities for a long time, and the physical demands when hiding and escaping, made her feel that if she continued like this, she would only have two results, die immediately or die again after losing control.

Sweat soaked the wound and mixed with blood, and she felt like she had reached the point of desperation.

Her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't remember if she had really been in such a desperate situation, but she didn't know that she was a guest in the dream, and she thought it was all real.

It was the darkest time of her life, from heaven to hell, the death of her father, the whereabouts of her brother unknown, grief, fear, and despair weighed heavily on her, and she felt that her tense spirit was about to break.

Once again, she used the seal, temporarily disengaged from the battle, and hid to regain her strength and spirit. But she knew that that would not solve the problem, and that when the seal's effect was over, the enemy would soon be able to spot her.

It was the last time of my life, she remembered a seal that her father had given her not long ago, and told her solemnly not to use it until the most crisis.

Now is the most crisis time, she silently accumulated some spirituality, and then raised her hand with difficulty, and drew a few words in the air that shimmered with starlight, and as the words took shape, a secret door was opened. The wind poured out of the door, blowing out a strange spirit wrapped in white smoke and white smoke from the upper body and lower body, and he looked at her respectfully, waiting for her command.

She took a breath and said with difficulty, "Wishing for the Magic Lamp." ”

A small, pale gold oil lamp was taken out, and the strangely dressed figure retracted into the secret door, which then closed and vanished.

She rubbed the surface of the magic lamp, and the magic lamp immediately emitted a golden light, the wick spontaneously combusted, and a golden figure appeared, saying in a majestic voice: "Say your wish." ”

"I hope to get out of this situation of being hunted down and start a new life on the sea."

She heard the majestic voice reply, "Your wish will be granted." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the world spinning again. But this time, she didn't change the scene to the sea as expected.

Although she never realized that there was something wrong with the fact that she would switch scenes after a bout of vertigo. However, it is inevitable that doubts and panic will arise.

It was pitch black, and she felt the air around her like the skin of a cold-blooded animal living in the sea, cold and slippery. Countless monsters lurked in the darkness around her, watching her, ready to prey. The deep darkness did not give her peace, it was like a giant monster devouring itself, digesting its food, and it was about to melt away from the darkness.

Wang Zichuan watched as the fog became thicker and thicker, and they seemed to be gathering here.

He glanced at Bernadette, her eyes still closed, her eyebrows furrowed, her face pained, and thin beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.

Why hasn't Bernadette woken up yet, so wrong, didn't her spirituality alert her to danger?

Wang Zichuan continued to observe the thick fog, although this was not any danger to him, even if Bernadette was really in danger, he believed that Bernadette could not be led like this.

He was intrigued by this strange mist. has been sealed for such a long time, although he has changed many masters, but most of the time he has been trapped in the magic lamp, for the current world, even the mysterious world, what he knows does not match his person.

It actually made him happy to be taken out by Bernadette, and he was not even so anxious that he wanted to go to Tingen to find Klee Meow.

Whenever he came up with the idea that it was not bad to follow Bernadette, he would immediately refute himself and spit on himself, how could he be so unpursuing? What about ambition? What about ambition? I didn't want to regain my strength quickly, how could I be so depraved? It can't go on like this! As a result, he jumped back and forth in a state of being content with the status quo and stepping up his plans.

After staring at the dense fog for a long time, he suddenly found that in the surrounding space, the black was condensing abnormally, and the color was getting darker and darker, slowly converging into a black monster like a broken cloak floating in the air.

Wang Zichuan hurriedly approached, wanting to see the appearance of this monster under the black cloak.

The monster did not react to his approach, and seemed to ignore him.

He carefully observed this strange creature, this monster was not big, the length of the cloak was only half a meter, under the black cloak, there were a pair of round and bright black eyeballs like beans, well, only the eyeballs had no eyelids, and no face.

Damn, what the hell is this, it's ugly!

But...... Well, why do I feel a little familiar?

Wang Zichuan was going to have a friendly communication with this cloak monster who didn't know what it was.

"Do you have a name? What magical creature are you? ”

Suddenly, Wang Zichuan's words stopped.

I said how do you look so familiar!

"Say, are you called a Eater of Souls?"

However, the cloak monster did not recognize the name, nor did it pay attention to the prince, and it floated straight towards Bernadette.

Two more cloak monsters appeared in the thick fog, their size and shape looking identical, as if they had been copied and pasted.

As soon as they gathered their figures, they quickly approached Bernadette and surrounded her in the middle. It looks like a little kid sitting around a dining table waiting to eat.

At this time, the spinning tin soldier happened to jump to Wang Zichuan's side, startling him.

Useless stuff! Your master is about to be used as a snack, and you're still wandering around here!