It's a dream within a dream......

Russell nodded thoughtfully.

Ahead, Nocturne, dressed in a red robe and wearing a demon mask, chuckled:

"It's really troublesome for you, let you experience an extra layer of real dreams. No way, this is for insurance, so that there will be undercover agents from the school in our midst.

"Luckily, you didn't do anything you shouldn't have behaved in this near-real dream.

"Now, your suspicions have been washed away."

Russell listened and muttered secretly:

"The dream city was so poorly optimized and buggy all over the place, just because it had an extra layer of dreams! If the technology is not good, don't learn from others to show off your skills. Uh, and it is not excluded that it was intentional. ”

Russell's mental resistance, even surpassing some fourth-year powers, can remain completely lucid in supernatural dreams. Therefore, when the first layer of dreams ended, he faintly sensed that something was wrong.

When Russell "woke up from a dream" for the first time, he found that "the expressions of the demon believers around him looked at him with an indescribable weirdness"!

This weirdness is not just that the cultists were shocked and showed normal demeanor after seeing him lead the city of Omara to conquer the world and drive the wandering earth to conquer aliens.

It comes more from the unnatural, incongruous sense of the dream itself!

At that moment, Russell suspected that he might still be dreaming.

After that, he repeatedly confirmed one point through various means.

For example, when Martha mentions the existence of an undercover agent, her eyes fall specifically on his face.

- Russell suspects that in the dreams of each of the references, the person Martha looks at is the corresponding dream owner herself!

For example, time in dreams sometimes accelerates abnormally.

As for the Demon Cultist's call on his mobile phone, Russell speculated that it may have happened at the same time in reality.

Because he was worried that he was still dreaming and under the supervision of the cultists, Russell never showed anything unusual.

He kept in mind that he was just a new demon cultist, not some undercover agent, and had never done anything against his personality or said anything that would arouse suspicion, so as not to reveal his undercover identity.

"I don't think it's still in a dream right now."

Russell moved his fingers, closed his eyes again, and patiently felt the energy field of his surroundings through his mid-second grade extrasensory. He listened to the whispering of the wind and the song of the birds, and felt the speed of the passage of time.

No problem, this time it's reality!

It's not interesting to nest dolls again.

Seeing that all the references had woken up from their dreams, the short red-robed priest stepped forward and spoke:

"Although you may have experienced it in your dreams, but in reality, I still have to re-announce the ...... of those who have passed the examination."

……

What happened after that was basically a repetition of the experience in the dream.

Because I have already rehearsed it in my dream, everyone is very skilled.

Some of the references were eliminated.

The rest of the referencers successfully joined the Red Order of Chaos, taking over their own black robes and demon masks, and some whispered to each other.

"Big brother, don't you want this succubus mask? I thought you would swap with me, like in a dream. ”

"No, I figured it out, now I think it's better to look at the Demon Mask."

"Does anyone have an ape mask? I'll trade the Shadow Fiend Mask with you. ”

"How is this different from what you asked in your dreams?"

“……”

Russell successfully joins the guild and is given the name of the Devil's Son, taking away his black robe and demon mask, as well as the Book of Shadows as a prize.

Vermouth patted Russell on the shoulder with satisfaction:

"It's you, Russell.

"You don't know when you're sleeping, everyone is stunned when they look at your dreams.

"Their eyes are wide open, and their eyeballs are rolling down. You're much more worthy of your name than the other two Demon Sons. ”

"It's over." Russell responded indifferently.

He put the black robe, the demon mask, and the Book of Shadows into the dimensional pocket, and asked Wei Meisi in a low voice:

"By the way, I've always had a question."

"What's the problem?"

"Why is the front desk organization of our order in the academy called 'Wonton Club'. Why do you eat wontons at the initiation ceremony of the Wonton Club? Is there any special moral to this? ”

Wei Meisi's expression suddenly froze, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body trembled lightly like an electric shock, as if Russell had asked about some important secret.

He winked at Nocturne.

Vermouth asks Nocturne with her eyes if she can tell Russell about this ancient secret!

Nocturne was silent and unresponsive.

After discovering that wearing a mask made her eyes work, Vermouth took off the demon mask and gave Nocturne a new color.

"Hehehe, it's okay, you can say it." Nocturne agreed.

Seeing that most of the people had dispersed, Vermiz leaned his head in front of Russell and lowered his voice:

"This involves a deep secret of the Order, which is not known to ordinary members of the Order. You are not allowed to reveal this secret to anyone without permission. ”

Russell nodded again and again, and while solemnly making a promise, he calculated how much reward he could get for reporting this kind of secret news involving the core secrets of the Demon Sect to the school.

"It's a long story.

"The predecessor of our Chaos Red Order was an organization that worshiped the Demon King.

"One of the leaders of the organization is a big fan of ravioli. He once suggested that the name of our organization should simply be called Wonton Red, named after his favorite food and the color that the Demon King liked.

"The leader of this organization's native language, which should be Chinese or some kind of Chinese dialect, has a non-standard pronunciation, and is said to be 'Chaos Red' - it should not be difficult to understand that your native language is Chinese. The leaders of the other organizations also misunderstood.

"That's where the name of our Order comes from!

"In honor of the original name, ravioli is the Order's sacrament. During important rituals, such as blood sacrifices, a bowl of fragrant, hot wontons is eaten. ”

Is that how it came to be?

Russell's face was black, and his eyes changed when he looked at Vermith, and he was quite skeptical of the value of this information.

"Thanks, I see, goodbye."

Russell turned, ready to leave.

Before leaving, he looked at the clearing where Martha had appeared in his previous dream.

Is Martha really the leader of the Red Order of Chaos?

Is she really here?

Did she really make calls on her cell phone while I was dreaming?

In the next moment, Martha's figure was outlined in the air!

Dark red skin, horns, tail, bat-like wings...... As a half-demon, Martha is exactly like what she appears to appear in her dreams.

A smile bloomed on Russell's face.

He stopped leaving, intending to take this opportunity to ask the question he had been asking directly from Martha's mouth!

Russell turned to face Martha and saluted gracefully:

"Only the abyss lasts forever!"

"Russell, we're meeting again." Compared to the previous times we met in the cafeteria, Martha's temperament and attitude were very different from the past, "Your performance is outstanding, and you are the best of all the new demon cultists. ”

Russell thanked Martha and looked around.

Finding that the other new demon cultists of the same batch had already left, Russell bowed slightly and said in a very polite tone:

"My lord, I have important information that I would like to report directly to you."

"Say it. Need me to block someone else? ”

"No, I don't." Russell straightened up and said:

"I am what the Order is looking for, Child of Prophecy!"

Hearing this, the sultry air in the forest suddenly froze, and it seemed that the temperature had dropped by a few degrees.

Wei Meisi, who was still talking to his colleagues, suddenly stopped. The other demon cultists present also set their sights on Russell.

(End of chapter)