After a lot of experience in the past, Xiuge has been able to be familiar with this strange dream picture.

When he found out that he was missing, he didn't even feel the slightest panic, but instead had a little anticipation for the secret he was about to peep into—he wondered what message the strange mask that was closely related to the Mirror Emissary and the Abyss Court could convey to him.

The icy water caused a rather violent irritation to Xiuge, and he had no way to stabilize his body in the raging current.

At this moment, there was a violent wind and rain on the surface of the sea, and the dark tide was raging beneath the sea, and in this dim water, Xiuge felt that his body was being tightly wrapped in a force that resembled magic, but was more chaotic and disorderly.

They were both nets and ropes, and Hug felt like a fish bound by them......

Strangely, Shug found that he didn't seem to be suffocating from this—or that he didn't need to breathe at all, and that he had little control over his body, but he didn't die from it.

It was destined to be an extremely long storm.

And in the midst of the turbulent tide that Xiuge could not break free from, he felt that he was constantly being subjected to the impact of round after round of chaotic information, and those constantly surging undercurrents seemed to be mixed with the thoughts and consciousnesses of countless different individuals and races, and every moment, it seemed as if several or even dozens of words and thoughts that Xiuge could not understand at all poured into his brain.

This kind of mental impact is more torturous than being disturbed and coerced by the undercurrent.

In this dream, Xiuge had no specific concept of time, he only knew that the impact lasted for a long, long time, but at one point, it suddenly disappeared again—the fierce waves threw Xiuge out of the water, and the tremendous force sent his body and consciousness away from the cold and boundless body of water at the same time.

Xiuge's "body" slammed into a sandy beach, and at the same time, he once again gained control of his body.

Puzzled by this somewhat endless dream, Xiuge raised his hands and looked at his body.

So he was immediately surprised to find that he actually did not have a physical body at all, his limbs and body were simply composed of a thick black mist, and on the surface of this layer of mist, there was a strange glimmer of light constantly flickering, and the regular patterns revealed from these shimmers seemed to faintly weave a "clothing" for this body.

"I'm ...... Messenger in the mirror?"

Through the available intelligence and information, Xiuge quickly came to this conclusion.

Just like the last time he played a nezumi warrior who believed in Mother Earth in the rat horde's dream, this time, Shuge quickly adapted to his "new identity" and immersed himself in this strange body.

He really wanted to see what information this dream would reveal to him, and what secrets he had hidden in the identity of the "Mirror Messenger" he used in this dream.

"Shug" slowly rose from the beach, and he first looked up at the sky, and as he expected, in the sky above him, a huge black celestial body was hovering.

The black sun, the passage between the Abyss Court and this world, seemed so real that Xiuge felt like he could even see the swirling lines in this vast shadow, and the dark images that were flowing from another world.

Under the light of this black sun, the power was constantly recovering, and soon, the misty body of the "Mirror Messenger" became more condensed and concrete, and the "clothes" that had been weakened by the impact of the sea power gradually returned to clarity.

So Shuge was surprised to find that the clothes worn by the messenger in the mirror were actually a very peculiar style and extremely simple robes.

I don't know if this is a "uniform" in the Abyss Court.

Shuge is confused, and the messenger in the mirror, who is the carrier of Shuge's consciousness, is equally confused, and it doesn't seem to understand itself very well

Why did it come here, its memory was disordered, it had no clear goal, and it had no task to complete, so it stood on the beach in a daze, sometimes looking at the raging sea in the distance, sometimes looking up at the black sun in the sky.

Little by little, time passed.

The Mirror Messenger finally took another action, and it left the beach and began to walk aimlessly towards the depths of the land, which was destined to be an extremely long journey, but it was not boring for Shuge as a spectator, for he was able to take this opportunity to take a closer look at the world of a distant time.

In the era when the black sun ruled over Vann, there was no "sunrise and moonset" as people know it today, although the light and darkness of the sky still changed, but it was always the terrible black sun that ruled the heavenly dome, so Xiuge had no way to judge the passage of time in this dream.

All he knew was that the dazed messenger in the mirror had come a long, long way.

Like a curious traveler, this misty figure has traveled through jungles, plains and hills, winds and rains, and even visited the ruins of a city left behind by a fallen civilization......

Perhaps because of the detours he had taken in the process, Shuge once again smelled the sea breeze, but now, the messenger in the mirror had come to the side of a towering cliff, and in the distance ahead, the shadow of a rare building appeared, and the slight smoke wafting from it proved that it was not a ruin or a ruin, but a large settlement of some intelligent race.

The Messenger in the Mirror was naturally attracted by the distant sight, and it spontaneously walked in that direction.

It wasn't long before Shug saw an oncoming team through his "eyes".

It's a big and very complex team.

The reason why it is complicated is that Hug saw many familiar races in it.

Elves with pointed ears and long hair with either rock-like gray skin or tree-like textures suggest that they are most likely the ancestors of mountain elves or woodland elves.

Then there were the goblins, whose ears were not so big at the time, and their bodies were more powerful, and although their skin still had a strange color, they looked somewhat similar to the dwarves around them.

In addition to this, Shug also saw ogres, but at that time, their names should not have been like this...... And these big guys seem to be very easy-going, and they even let goblins or dwarves ride on their shoulders and tell them certain jokes.

Of course, there are humans in the team as well.

The humans of that time didn't seem to be much different from today's, they wore simple clothing, some of them were clad in armor made of an unknown material, and they held a variety of weapons in their hands......

The appearance of the Mirror Messenger was immediately noticed by the patrolmen in the team, so the vigilant elven patrolmen immediately raised their weapons, and they did not give the Mirror Messenger any chance to explain - these people seemed to believe that the only one with such a appearance could be the enemy, so immediately a dense array of bows and arrows were fired, and Shug saw that these bows were also mixed with some strange color and brilliance, which seemed to be some kind of power that was extremely similar to magic.

However, the mirror messenger seemed to be a special case, it was not injured by this level of attack, all the arrows pierced directly through its body, and it did not make any counterattacks, just stood in place, observing these hostile creatures that were completely different from itself.

The language they speak seems to have some similarity to the lingua franca of today, but it is almost impossible to understand, but judging by their expressions and actions, the words they speak must be questioning or threatening.

However, the Mirror Messenger never responded.

So the team also became a little helpless, they stopped tempting and attacking, and instead surrounded this strange "intruder", and then someone quickly left, it seemed that they should be looking for something to do

The person who made the decision accordingly too....

After a while, the crowd dispersed, making way for a pathway, and a figure walked briskly along it.

Shug looked over curiously, and then he was surprised to find that it was a human woman who was walking in this direction.

A light and shadow like a pale blue veil shrouded her figure and face, a phantom woven of magic.

Despite being in the dream, Shuge felt a brief buzz in his brain at the moment—he realized that the figure that was being rushed by people seemed to be the same figure he had seen in the rat swarm dream, fighting side by side with the sea beasts.

Because now, Xiuge can completely feel the familiar aura emanating from the other party.

The messenger in the mirror also seemed to be aware of the special aura emanating from the human woman, and it seemed to want to react, but before it could act, the human woman who was difficult to see suddenly raised her palm, and extremely complex magic patterns appeared, so a magic cage composed of cold water was formed in an instant, and in an instant, the body of the messenger in the mirror was firmly bound.

And the moment the magic cage took effect, the dream came to an abrupt end.

A slight muffled sound of magic came out in the darkness, and the dark mask covering Xiuge's face appeared with a few cracks, and then it cracked into the original form of the abyssal mist, and Xiuge's face reappeared, and he opened his eyes, his face full of surprise and dissatisfaction.

"Tsk......"

He smacked his lips with some irritation.

It's like being cut off in the best spot, or being forced into an offensive ad while watching a film or TV show......

The message of this dream was too special and too important, and although it seemed a little clueless, his intuition told him that the dream was revealing to him an important moment in that distant time.

"It doesn't look like the experience of an ordinary mirror messenger at all...... According to the information obtained when obtaining the Mirror Emissary, they should be just ordinary servants in the Abyss Court, both in terms of power and status, so why would a Mirror Emissary come to land and start "traveling" in such a daze? What did it go through?"

Shuge breathed a sigh of relief in the darkness, and he felt a rare shiver, even a small bump on the surface of his skin.

Because when the human woman in the dream appeared, Hug realized that this female figure covered in a pale blue magical veil seemed to match another image in his memory.

That is the goddess of magic who exists as a universal belief and the supreme god in today's Brahman.

"So...... Could this be a coincidence?"

Shug pursed his lips, "I just had a discussion with Theseus about the goddess of magic, and now I've been able to glimpse the memories related to her through the abilities of the Mirror Emissary...... In addition, Theseus's attitude towards the goddess of magic seems to be a little subtle...... What is the connection between them?"

Xiuge's mind has always been active, so in an instant, countless conjectures have passed through his mind, and there are even some bold and outrageous ones.

But conjecture is conjecture, and Xiuge is very clear that he now lacks key evidence to support it, and no matter how meticulous his conjecture is, it will be difficult to produce effective guiding significance.

So Xiuge had no choice but to refocus on the mask of the abyss that extended from the messenger in the mirror.

As Shug's mind and magic turned, the mask appeared in the palm of his hand again, and as Shug sent it to his face, it once again absorbed and merged with Shug's body.

The mist of the Mirror Messenger emerged uncontrollably from Xiuge's body at this moment, and immediately after, one face after another flashed rapidly from Xiuge's mind.

The faces seemed a little unfamiliar, but when Hug made out them carefully, he looked at them again

He felt a strong sense of familiarity, and then he realized where the faces came from—they were all victims of the Descendants of the Abyss.

And now, the faces of these deceased have been forcibly extracted from the power and memory essence of those descendants of the abyss, and under the effect of this mask, they have formed one concrete and vivid "template" after another, just waiting for Xiuge to select and use.

"This is fun......