Because the consumption was too great, Violet, who couldn't resist the sleepiness and couldn't help falling into a deep sleep, suddenly felt a little cold on her body.

Out of nowhere, a damp and cold wind with the fishy smell of sea water blew away the heat on her body little by little, and also blew away the lingering sleepiness.

'Well, didn't this guy Byron cover me?' You're too careless with girls, right? ’

By the time she couldn't stand the cold anymore and opened her eyes again.

Unexpectedly, he found that he was no longer in the bed of the captain's room of the Golden Deer, but in a huge building that is difficult to describe in words.

The sleepiness dissipated, and he suddenly came to his senses.

The first time he bounced up, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

"This is the temple?"

The entire building is made of some kind of slippery green stone, tall and wide enough for hundreds of giants to gather.

The floor of the building is sloping, half of it is submerged in water, and the other half is exposed above the water.

In the center stands an indescribable statue of an octopus.

Illuminated by the dim light, which felt a little dimmer, the idol was topped by a large human skull skull, and many tentacles full of suckers emerged from the holes in the skull.

It seemed familiar, but the girl couldn't remember where she had seen it for a moment.

And it's obviously a rock statue, but those lifelike slippery tentacles are constantly burrowing out of that brain shell as if they are really wriggling.

Then he wanted to follow his gaze into Violet's mind.

"The era of annihilation has come, all living beings are dead, in the eternal deep sea mansion, the sleeping god who is still dreaming though he is dead is waiting to fall asleep, let him fall asleep."

Whispers and murmurs rang out from every corner of the temple.

She hallucinated in front of her eyes, as if the empty temple was quietly being filled with something massive, invisible.

Violet was startled, did not dare to look further, and immediately forcibly removed her gaze.

But she still felt unstoppable nausea and vomiting, and something slippery seemed to be squirming in the sulcus of her brain, coming out of all the holes in her skull with her emotions and memories.

The whisper began to echo through the cranial cavity, becoming clearer and clearer.

"Oh no, that idol belongs to some super-sized being!

But how did pollution come so quickly? I'm obviously a third-order master craftsman, and my anchorage is stable enough.

At the beginning, even after the rift in the world, I saw from afar that the body of [Worm of Greed Mammon] sunk in the Sea of Essentia was not so seriously polluted.

My state is not quite right, this is no longer the real world, but all information will be concrete, and all truth will become absurd dreams! ”

At the moment when Violet peeked into the truth of the world, the sound of a blister being punctured sounded.

A spiritual glow poured out from the depths of her heart, forming an invisible barrier on the surface of her body.

The pollution that came from the over-spec existence was immediately reduced by ninety percent like a tidal wave.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

I am extremely glad that I have mastered "flow" and my control over myself has been greatly enhanced, otherwise I would have been polluted before I could tell whether I was dreaming or reality.

At the same time, one thing was determined.

"I did enter a dream, and it wasn't my own, but some public dream polluted by an oversized existence."

As soon as the thought moved, the two curse marks that had just been tattooed on the back of her left hand and the instep of her right foot radiated light, instantly enveloping her body.

By the time the light had dissipated, Violet's legs were gone, replaced by an amorphous blue ball of light.

When I looked down, I found that I was still wearing the silk nightdress I was wearing when I was about to sleep, and my other equipment was empty.

Most of the strength of the third-order master master was immediately abolished.

The only thing that can be brought into the dream is a body of spirituality, as well as the two spell marks [Blasphemy] and [Abyss] that have just been successfully inscribed.

The changes in her body came from the embodiment of the two spells in the dream, allowing her to experience the Transfiguration after the ritual was completed in advance.

With a thought, imagine the light group changing shape.

However, he found that he could only follow the route of the [Witch of Calamity] and changed into the appearance of various aquatic monsters.

After changing several forms of fish tails, snake tails, jellyfish, and crabs, I found that an octopus tail like an octopus battleship was the most comfortable.

And this form is also the most resistant to whispering in the ear, almost unaffected.

It's as if he has obtained his identity and become his own person in this temple.

Violet touched her feet:

"Tentacles are tentacles, no one else sees them here anyway.

The key question now is how to get out.

In my extraordinary knowledge, if it is my own dream, as long as I enter the state of lucid dreaming, I can wake up with a single thought.

But once you enter someone else's dream, or the public dream of some groups, the danger rises dramatically.

Unless you can find a deeply hidden exit by yourself, or be woken up from the real world by anchoring, you are very likely to fall from the shallow, deep, and all the way down to the lost layer.

At that time, you may not be able to come back at all.

My first option now is to look around for a way out, and the other option is to wait for Byron to notice my anomaly and find a way to get me out of here. ”

Violet decided to do both.

With a few twists of the eight tentacles that had replaced his legs, he slid to the watery side of the temple and slowly swam towards the temple door.

It only took a few steps to quickly adapt to the new body, as if it was born this way.

She looked out through the wide crack in the temple door that allowed her to walk through it at will.

Outside, in the thick fog, stood a huge city.

However, the structure of the buildings is very abnormal, completely contrary to the geometry she studied at the Vinaya Art Academy.

It's a bit like a handful of abstract emerging artists.

I don't know if they were inspired by their dreams.

Its never-before-seen spatial structure and dimensional dimensions made her feel a strong sense of discomfort from the bottom of her heart.

The buildings are all made of slippery huge green stone, and the city is dotted with dizzyingly high boulder carvings, magnificent stone statues, and ornate reliefs.

And whether it is a statue or a relief, it is carved with sticky tentacles, and it feels like falling into the tentacle socket.

If it had been placed before, Violet would have goosebumps already popping up.

But now that I've accepted my new form, my perception seems to have been skewed.

Looking at his reflection in the water, he nodded:

"Well, even a girl with eight legs is cute!

It's you, Violet.

Even if the bloodline sublimation ritual is completed in the future, it doesn't seem so unacceptable to be randomized to this form. ”

Squeeze through the crack in the door and stand on the tall temple steps.

A pair of eyes swept every street, every window, only to find in vain that the whole vast city seemed to be empty except herself.

Deadly, cold, chilling.

It is only when the occasional sea breeze blows away some of the fog and you can see that behind the city seems to be a huge expanse of land.

Unbeknownst to her, the escaped [Contract Devil] had seen exactly the same scene before her (Chapter 257).

"It's like the New World out there.

So my father was here in the first place?! ”

The girl's gloomy mood of being pulled into a dream because of an unknown accident suddenly jumped for joy.

The real world is separated by a whole celestial sphere, but in the dream it comes instantly, which is really a big surprise.

I think of a series of information collected before, such as "Bridgehead", "Pioneer of the Bay People", "Whale Oil Revolution", "Whale Hunter Footprint", and so on.

Dancing tentacles make you a little eager to explore this place.

"Hey, what is this?"

Suddenly, Violet noticed that something seemed strange beneath the calm waters that covered half of the city in front of her.

The whole city fluctuates with the fog, sometimes unreal, sometimes real.

It's like half in reality, half in dreams.

And he took the magnificent temple where he was located, half into the sea, half in the water, and half on the land.

And every time the city alternates between virtual and real, the light and shadow will change accordingly.

The calm surface of the water is like a giant mirror, turning the entire city upside down, revealing another underwater city that looks like a mirror image.

The transcendent knowledge in her head told her that this anomaly clearly meant that it was the entrance to the deep realm of dreams!

The girl bit her pink lip and couldn't help but fall into a tangle.

"Deep dreams? Should I check it out?

If you can use the deep dream as a springboard, you may be able to directly see the life of the natives of the New World and grasp first-hand information.

They even try to steal the relevant knowledge about whale oil from their collective consciousness, and maybe they can even get the original whale oil technology. ”

She knew that if she continued to dream, there would be both crisis and opportunity.

In dreams, space and time are of little significance, and it can be said that the most unreasonable place in the world.

But it can also be roughly divided into three broad levels: shallow, deep, and lost.

Corresponding to the sea of human collective consciousness: consciousness, individual unconscious and collective unconscious.

If we think of the inner world of all human beings as a large island in the sea.

Then the land above the water represents the awakened part of the consciousness of the individual human being, which even ordinary people can reach, and it is here that daily life and lucid dreaming are made;

The part of the underwater land that is exposed due to tidal movement represents the individual's personal unconscious, where everything a person has seen and heard in his life is piled up and never discarded;

And the seabed, on which all islands are ultimately based, is a nation, a group, a nation, the collective unconscious of all mankind.

From high to low, it means that the spiritual world of human beings has moved from the individual to the collective, from the individual to the common.

All the way to the collective unconscious, which is the psychological precipitation of all members of humanity from countless experiences of the same kind passed down from generation to generation.

Violet was intrigued by the sediments:

"Those of us who uphold the motto 'Expelling Ignorance with Knowledge' can find all kinds of lost knowledge in the collective subconscious, seemingly inconspicuous sparks of inspiration from mortals, and the crazy ideas of a handful of geniuses

Dig up all sorts of treasures like digging a mine.

The same is true for indigenous peoples.

It is rare to have this kind of treasure that is located at the junction of reality and dreams, and can act as a window.

Once they leave here, even if they successfully land in the New World in the future, even if they succeed in landing in the New World, they will be helpless against the isolated collective subconscious.

But "

Behind all the benefits there is a but.

Only when they are protected by the Silver Law, which can give order to the chaotic dreams a little, will they dare to explore shallowly.

If a transcendent person dares to explore the deep or lost layers directly through his dreams, it means that he is not far from death or madness.

Endless memories ripple out, and a single wave can shatter the memories of the transcendents in the middle sequence.

Even let a person's ego disappear completely, and the whole personality dissolves into the collective consciousness.

Moreover, Violet seriously suspected that there might be a hidden source of the contamination of the fourth-order heroic adventurer Balboa.

After only a slight hesitation, the tower's thirst for unknown knowledge, the truth of the past, and her father's whereabouts made her decide to take a risk.

Wrapping his eight feet around the doorknob and the stone fence by the doorway, he poked only one face under the water, taking advantage of another change of light and shadow.

The place where the vision appeared was still in front of the door of the same temple.

It's just that when I'm outside, it's obvious that I'm looking down from above, but when I get to another city soaked in the sea, the view suddenly changes to looking from the bottom up.

A delicate face poked out of the puddle in front of the doorway and looked at the sky.

As soon as I saw the appearance of this underwater city, my heart jumped suddenly.

"It's all shipwrecks?"

As far as the eye can see, dense dilapidated wrecks are piled up all over the underwater city.

This is clearly a shipwreck cemetery with no eye on the horizon.

Shadowy ghost sailors are in and out of the wreck, some of them are fighting each other in their ghost ships

And in this large pile of shipwrecks polluted by dreams, all of which seem to have turned into ghost ships.

A huge first-class sail battleship, clearly a well-deserved overlord of ships.

Violet happens to know it.

After recognizing its identity, it opened its beautiful eyes because it was too shocked, opened its mouth, and spit out a sentence with difficulty:

"The blue dragon ship's bow, you can't be wrong, this is the legendary Blue Dragon King who was sunk by the Yorks of the White Rose?!!"