"Who would carry a woman's stuff with them?"

Anderson said disdainfully, his smile suddenly froze as his words fell, and he seemed to suddenly realize something.

He reached out and touched his face, then his head, and finally he walked to the glass window, which was not very transparent and had a beautiful pattern.

The image of Momo Lake appears on the glass, and the facial features of the ordinary handsome face are in a mass of color, green and round, like a cabbage.

Anderson swooped out his jet-black dagger and slapped it on the table, sending the few remaining ordinary and pitiful potatoes into the air, "Boom! ", was dismembered on the spot.

This skilled ninja, holding a short sword full of evil patterns, rushed out in a trance.

Crane found beef, fish, potatoes, mushrooms, milk, beer, and white bread in the dining room, and Crane hesitated with his hand over the food, not daring to pick up any of them for a long time, and he even tried to pull out a pendulum to identify the injuries of each food. Finally, he took some white bread that didn't look too fluffy anymore and barely wrapped it on his stomach.

During this time, he heard laughter, quarrels, and the words "potato", "beef", and "mutation" that were repeatedly mentioned.

Once again, the night came unexpectedly.

This time Crane appeared next to a black staircase covered with floats, and looking up, the mysterious queen had her back to the twilight light, and looked down, the staircase spiraled down and was bottomless.

Crane waited for the mysterious queen to speak first, based on the principle that if he didn't speak, he wouldn't be wrong.

Bernadette slowly descended the stairs, passed by Crane, did not stop, and continued to descend, but she spoke, her tone gentle and indifferent.

"You believe in that light too much, and maybe one day, your danger will come because of it."

Crane sighed for a while, feeling that he didn't know where to start with this, so he simply continued to be silent.

"The courage to trust is sometimes a disadvantage," Bernadette paused for a moment, "Cordelia just trusts her companions and you too much, believes that they can control their abilities, believes that you are just a dangerous and controllable regular extraordinary, she has brought you to this sea, if I don't follow the boat, if the Wishing Lamp is not just for fun, everyone will die, except you." ”

"You mean, Heath Doyle's mutation?"

Crane can finally pick up on the topic.

"It's not just him, do you know who the whispers that fill this sea come from? Do you know what realm of power is left here? ”

Crane wanted to say, I know, at least there are goddesses and true creations, and there are earth, storms, suns, deaths, and dreamers, in short, the power smash may.

Bernadette didn't wait for Crane to answer, and her footsteps and words didn't stop.

"The whispers of the true creator will make Heath Doyle a powerful and terrifying monster, the power of Mother Earth will cause Frank Lee's abilities and creations to produce completely uncontrollable mutations that are indistinguishable from friend and foe, and the remnants of the earth power of the Storm Realm will infect Nina's spirit and spirituality, making her lose herself little by little, and others, so many variables put together, Gardelia ......"

Bernadette walked another round of stairs and continued.

"She won't get rid of accidents in the first place, she'll try to control them and rescue them until things are beyond her power."

Crane didn't make any comments.

"This dream is not a place that will be safe if you don't explore."

"The mountain over there, I guess it's a projection of the Giant's Court, and the black monastery here is a collection of dreams of all living beings."

Crane suddenly remembered something, and he asked:

"If the creature who entered hadn't died here, and hadn't left uncontrollable power, might his dreams have survived here?"

"I'm not sure if the demigod level should be able to, as for the higher, if they can control themselves, if they want to let go of a certain memory, emotion or whatever, maybe they can leave something."

Crane didn't continue to ask, and Bernadette walked down the last step without hurrying or stopping.

There was a black wooden door covered with bizarre patterns, and Bernadette twisted the doorknob, revealing a sea of gold behind the door.

"I've always suspected that the dream behind this door is the key to the existence of this place."

As the sea of gold appeared before the eyes of the two of them, the entire monastery began to shake.

Bernadette was about to pull the door back and close, when suddenly a golden light flashed, something rushed into the door, Bernadette's movements paused for a moment, and then decisively closed the door.

"What is that......?"

The light was too fast for Crane to see what it was, but it felt familiar.

He opened his mouth to ask the mysterious queen if she could see clearly, and what was the danger of entering like this, and to ask her to push the wooden door open again, but all kinds of thoughts were so chaotic that Crane didn't know what to say.

Bernadette had no intention of explaining at all, and seemed to want to close the wooden door more tightly so that no one could open it again, she faced Crane, her expression unchanged, and added:

"I can't measure the danger here, even if it's me, I don't dare to enter."

Bernadette looked at Crane silently, as if waiting for him to say something.

The vibration of the building caused by the opening of the door had completely stopped as the wooden door closed, and Crane felt the pressure from the mysterious queen.

Suddenly, the Black Abbey shook even more violently, like a disaster movie, and boulders began to fall from the roof, and the staircase disconnected and collapsed for no apparent reason.

Before he could rise into panic, Crane opened his eyes, and he lay peacefully on the bed.

The night was not over yet, and Crane didn't dare to wake up like that, he forced himself to fall asleep again, and his heart was at ease, maybe if he entered again, the map would be refreshed and normal again.

Reappearing, Crane finds himself in the same mural-filled hall where he first saw Anderson, where there is no more Anderson, only falling masonry and crumbling domes.

Crane ran away from his memory of the Greystone Plaza.

Crane narrowly and dangerously escaped through the still sturdy doorway, and the people on board the Future stopped their movements, staring blankly at the crumbling bridges, towers, and other black buildings.

The scene was filled with a sense of grandeur and destruction, and it shook the hearts of all who saw it.

But the people didn't see the end, and they woke up at the same time in various places on the Future, which soon became as lively and noisy as usual.

Crane didn't know what the others would think, probably many of them didn't care what they saw in their dreams, but Crane was very worried right now, he was worried that the power behind the door would make the lamp god never come back.

He really couldn't understand why the lamp god was always there wherever there was danger.