"Then just watch quietly. You can't do anything here, you're just a spectator. ”

The boy's indifferent voice reappeared in Lu Mingfei's ears.

Lu Mingfei said in his heart, what is this? Another nightmare dungeon? But it's a little different from the previous dungeon.

The first copy is the sea of questions, and the second copy is the place where the sword is tested, but the scene of the third copy has become so weird and grandiose?

Subconsciously, Lu Mingfei was a little throbbing.

He swallowed and looked up into the middle of the well.

In the pool of blood, wrapped in countless white threads, a delicate red-haired girl stood with her head up.

Thin white threads grew from her body, just like the filaments that gushed out of the red well, and those white threads extended from the tip of her nose, jaw, hair, and fingertips, making her look like a doll abandoned for thousands of years.

"No ......"

Lu Mingfei's heart trembled for no reason, seeing this scene, it was as if there were memories from another world surging towards him, and somewhere in his heart throbbed violently.

He obviously didn't know the girl, but when he saw her wooden but beautiful face, her name suddenly flashed in his mind:

Eri Cloth.

And beside the girl, a boy and girl, with red lips and white teeth, knelt weakly, looking desperate, tears rolling down, and a business card entry appeared above his head like a game:

Gen Childish Girl / Ruri Kazama.

On the other side, there is an old man with extremely greedy eyes, he is laughing viciously and triumphantly, and a business card entry also appears above his head:

Herzog/Tachibana Masamune.

Herzog inserted a blood vessel in the neck of the beautiful red-haired girl, and the other end was inserted into his neck, and the blood of the two sides began to exchange under the effect of the blood exchange.

The golden plasma in the girl's body bubbled to Herzog, and in turn his aging blood flowed into the girl's body.

Herzog smiled comfortably, white filaments grew on his body, his skin became smooth and moisturized, and he felt the power flowing through his body.

And the originally delicate red-haired girl is becoming dry little by little, like a puppet at the mercy of others, and her vitality is deprived little by little.

Lu Mingfei watched blankly, his fingers clenched fiercely, and blood dripped from the root of his fingers.

It was as if something important had been lost at this moment.

"No ......"

Lu Mingfei felt a wave of fear from the depths of his heart, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the girl, but there seemed to be an invisible illusory light curtain blocking him in front of him.

"Just look at it, brother." The boy's voice in the darkness interrupted Lu Mingfei and sighed, "It's just a nightmare, it's just an illusion, a future that you can't interfere with and hasn't yet reached." ”

And Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice became cold and violent:

I said...... No! ”

In an instant of almost a ten-thousandth of a second, his pupils changed dramatically, from ordinary tan pupils to fiery golden pupils.

However, this was not the end of the story, as he roared, the golden pupil of his right eye suddenly cracked, splitting into a strange bloody eye. In the middle of the intense blood, countless black dots slowly converged, forming a pattern of a key.

Almost at the same time that the key was condensed, he suddenly reached out and smashed the illusory light curtain with a single punch.

Above his arm, a rare dragonization was created, with dense scales growing out from under the skin. Those scales were sharp and sharp, each one enough to cut through steel.

In another world, Herzog looked up in astonishment, as if he realized something.

A crack suddenly tore open in the space, and an arm wrapped in dragon scales suddenly stretched out from the crack, interrupting this sacred and solemn blood exchange ceremony with lightning speed!

Lu Mingfei's eyes were cold and violent, and he reached out and grabbed the blood vessel connecting Herzog and Eri Yi and smashed it!

Then, the hand clenched into a fist and slammed into Herzog's face like a meteor!

Rumble!

The cocoon on Herzog's body was instantly undone, his skin was no longer smooth and young, his old body flew upside down almost instantly, his broken teeth fell to the ground, and blood dripped.

The boy's helpless chuckle came from the darkness: "I can't stand you, brother." Accept my gift. The name of this key is Solomon's Key. ”

"Legend has it that King Solomon made a pact with the Demon King Baal and thus took control of the Seventy-Two Pillars of Demon God. I give you this key, which means that from now on we have made a contract just as Solomon and the Demon King did. ”

"This key contains some of my authority to free the dragon's heart within you, and at the same time, it gives you the power to dominate nightmares like I do."

Lu Mingfei silently looked at his palm, those wonderful and exquisite scales opened or closed with his subtle movements.

Then, indifferently, he raised his head and looked at Herzog on the other side of the world.

Unfortunately, before he could do anything more, everything in front of him turned into ashes.

The boy's voice sounded again: "You are too weak to unleash a more powerful dragon heart, and the use of authority is all there is to it. ”

"Who are you?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Huh?" The boy froze for a moment.

Lu Mingfei turned his head, looked at the illusory shadow of the boy in the dark, and repeated: "Who are you?" ”

"Looks like you really forgot." The boy smiled bitterly and paused, "Call me Lu Mingze for the time being, brother." ”

"We'll see you again."

The boy smiled slightly, as if he had finished a performance, and bowed to Lu Mingfei.

The next second, he snapped his fingers, and the illusion shattered instantly.

……

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes suddenly.

Everything in the dream is so real, every detail comes to life:

The little boy who calls himself Lu Mingze, the red-haired girl Eri Yi who was exchanged for blood after forming a cocoon, and ......

The self with dragon scales growing on his body.

At the moment when he roared angrily, he felt that the little boy had injected an inexplicable power into his body...... In the other person's words, it seemed to be an authority called "Solomon's Key."

Lu Mingfei looked at the smooth and mirror-like desktop, his own shadow was reflected on the desktop, and the key pattern in his right eye was slowly disappearing, proving that everything that happened just now was not an illusion.

"Solomon's Key......

"Pact with the Devil ......"

"The Power to Control Nightmares......"

Lu Mingfei pressed his right eye and smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling that all this was too ridiculous.

However, the scene seen in the nightmare is so real, the delicate red-haired girl is powerless like a puppet at the mercy of others, and the vicious and crazy old man of careerism emits a shrill and piercing laugh in an underground well of blood......

That seems to be some kind of real future.

"I'll stop this."

Lu Mingfei put down the hand that was holding his right eye and said in his heart.

Like a pious oath.