Thinking that I hadn't died in a long time, Crane put away his thoughts and returned to reality.

After a storm of lightning and lightning, the Future temporarily docked on an island covered with lush trees.

Stepping off the Future and stepping on the soft sands of the island, Klein felt a sense of down-to-earth comfort.

At this moment, he saw a man running on the cliff face, approaching quickly.

He waved a piece of blood-stained white cloth in his hand, and his voice came from afar:

"Star General, take me! Take me! ”

Klein immediately recognized it as the mutated Anderson he had seen in his dream.

As a crazy adventurer, when you encounter a mutated monster, of course, you have to go up and open the monster as soon as possible.

Crane pulled out the charm with a blank face, and a large area of silver electric snakes raged out, entangled with Anderson.

Anderson jumped up with ease, tossing and turning on the rocks of the island's beach. But he suddenly stepped into the air and slid down a rocky surface with a rather smooth surface in an eerie position, landing right in the path of the rattling lightning.

Anderson shouted as he dodged the scurrying lightning:

"I really don't have a problem."

Gadelia put back on the glasses she had just taken off, and she stopped Crane just in time to continue throwing the charm.

The effect of the unreplenished spell weakened, and Anderson stood in the distance rather embarrassed, his short blonde hair standing on end, making his head look as if it had been soaked.

Anderson smiled wryly:

"You listen to my explanation, I'm really not abnormal, I was going to explain after I finished joking, but you didn't listen at all, you started fighting without saying a word, you are a believer in the Lord of the Storm."

Gadelia put away the hand holding Klein and said:

"Let's talk to him about what happened."

So Anderson told the story of how he had been unlucky since he used his fingers to sketch the mural, and finally lost all his companions.

Klein suddenly interjected:

"How did you portray it?"

"How else can you depict it, it's just normal to use your fingers like this."

Anderson stretched out his right hand, bent four fingers, leaving only one middle finger, and pointed it at Gardelia, beginning to trace the outline of her figure.

Crystal clear streamers suddenly fell in mid-air, and the unsuspecting Anderson quickly froze, hanging one ice edge after another.

"Whoa!"

The ice shattered to the ground, and Anderson shivered and withdrew his right hand.

The Future repaired for a while and continued its voyage, and before the actual evening came, midnight fell again.

Crane opened his eyes and found himself in the dark, so he reached for a match in his pocket and lit one.

Before the fire lit up, Crane's mind was scribbling together a lot of terrifying images.

In the white light of the fire, Riel Bieber's mother was pressed to her with her shiny, swollen black and green face; In the faint glow of the fire, the ground was littered with flesh and wriggling colored snakes......

Klein couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of fear.

The faint flame stubbornly raised his head, and Crane vaguely saw that he was in a deep corridor with no end in sight.

With a pure glow on his right glove, Crane gained night vision, and he could see the hallway clearly.

The huge gray-white regular stone dome and walls made Klein feel very small, and the walls were bare and empty.

Crane walked slowly forward, and after a while he found a closed gray stone door in a hidden corner of the wall, Crane pushed the stone door, but failed to push it, he looked at the corridor that meandered forward, and gave up the idea of manifesting the master key.

Klein continued along the hallway, and before he knew it, the walls of the hallway had become pitch black, sticky, and filled with the smell of filth and depravity.

He didn't find any new doors in the walls, but he felt that there were many passages hidden in the shadows, obscured by a curtain behind which were eyes watching him.

Klein quickly passed through this oppressive corridor, and the wind that came from nowhere, gradually became fierce as he went deeper. The hallway turned into an undersea tunnel, and behind the wall of water was a violent collision of water and a rampant electric light.

Suddenly, a hole opened in the wall of water, and a bottomless whirlpool was formed in the dark blue crack, sucking in all the people or things that passed through it.

A gust of wind rose from under Crane's feet, and Crane was thrown off a long distance in a flash, driven by the reverse current. The whirlpool's suction weakened considerably, and Crane quickly struggled forward, leaving the corridor as fast as he could.

Suddenly, he felt a softness under his feet, and his eyes suddenly turned black, and he came to another strange corridor.

The floor suddenly turned into a muddy swamp, and if you were not careful, the whole person would be engulfed in it, and the night vision seemed to be useless, and everywhere was gray and blurry.

Klein groped his way through the walls like a real blind man, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Then, he touched an ordinary wooden door, the façade was smooth, the texture was simple, and the handle stretched outward, and it was neither copper nor iron to the touch.

Crane's heart was pounding wildly, and the image of his last divination was in his mind.

The citrine pendant spun rapidly clockwise, and Klein twisted the doorknob.

Light reappeared in front of Crane's eyes.

The tall street lamps stand like giants, and the simple round lamps at the top emit bright light. Identical street lamps lined up in two lines, guarding the wide turquoise road.

Looking along the road, the high-rise buildings are brightly lit.

Crane felt something in his eyes, and he looked up at the sky, where there were stars twinkling in the dark night sky, and there was no moon.

After a moment of silence, Crane stepped forward.

Trees, flowers, flyovers, bus stops, subways, shopping malls, office buildings...... Except for the voices of people and people living in it, everything is so familiar.

The whole city was as quiet as a dream, except for the lonely figure of Crane.

He didn't know the city in his dream, and all the places in the city where there should be words were blurred, and the pages of the books that he opened at random were even more blank, which made this extremely real dream feel a little unreal.

Is it to remind the person who strayed into it that this is a dream world? But who else but me would feel that the world is real? In addition to Russell, there are ...... The master of dreams? The third traverser?

Walking all the way, Klein came to the door of a rather upscale office building, and he casually glanced inside.

"Whew!"

The office let out a roar and turned into a giant demon wolf covered in short black hair, which clawed Crane to the ground, and then it opened its bloody jaw and devoured Crane.