Kryptonite lord Section 1152
"I can help you get that across." system, "It's also easy for you to become the richest man now." β
"Yes."
Ryan, "Commander, then I'm going to trouble you. β
"You're welcome." System: "It's just a matter of transferring the fruit, it's not a troublesome thing." β
Ryan: "Can you also appear in dreams, then?" β
System: "No. β
Ryan sighed softly, "It's a pity. β
System: "But all absurd dreams can be connected to the same game." β
"All awesome, love you."
Ryan praised it sincerely and flapped his wings slightly, and Ryan, the Sky Bird, fearlessly crossed the core barrier of the dream.
*
For those who arrived in Oran for the first time, breakfast on the ship ended happily with the song of mechanical birds.
For Padraic, Paorien...... For Musel and others, they were very happy with the first experience.
Eli's white-gloved right hand held a dark handkerchief, followed by fifteen vampire acolytes.
"Distinguished guests."
Waiting for everyone to look at him, Eli's smile remained gentlemanly, and he bent down slightly and explained intimately, "I have a good friend, his name is July, and he is also one of Lord Lane's people. In July, we partnered with a mutual friend to open a shop that sells things that allow people to have real, as if they were experiencing them in their dreams.
Lord Ryan is experiencing a magical dream, I wonder if you are interested in it? β
"Absolutely." Although he didn't fully understand what he meant, Orn first bowed his head and then expressed his concerns, "But as you know, Steward Eli, I need to find Mr. Isidore first and ask him to join us." β
"Dreams don't last long, and for some special reasons such as magic, dreams and reality don't flow at the same rate of time."
Eli, "When the airship arrives in the center of the dungeon, the dream is almost over. Mr. Isidore has been waiting for you in a dream with Lord Ryan. β
"Michelle, the mysterious businessman, never lies."
Eli smiled sincerely, "This is a magical experience that even Mr. Michelle praised after experiencing it." If it weren't for some restrictions, this might have been Mr. Michelle'......s second long-term deal with Fire City."
Without Eli finishing the rest of his words, Orn's little worry had completely disappeared, and he nodded back, "My dear friend, Eli Steward, I am very much looking forward to meeting that Lord of Ryan in my dreams. β
Orn trusts Michelle very much, it's not that he doesn't believe in dreams, but he is worried that he will miss the opportunity to enter the dream and affect Yurimoru's war for power.
But after Eli's explanation, Orn felt that his worries were a little too much.
Musel followed suit and expressed his attitude in the same way, "Dear Steward Eli, we are also looking forward to meeting Lord Ryan in our dreams. β
If you want to control them somehow, you don't need to be so troublesome, and you can β‘β‘ directly when you reach the dungeon. What's more, the aura of the underground alien race is too much and powerful, not only Orn, but Padraic and they don't feel too worried, and it is even more exciting to experience the so-called encounter in the dream with peace of mind.
"Thank you for your understanding, and thank you for your trust in Lord Ryan and Mr. Michelle."
Eli's right hand was closed, and the vampire attendants immediately stepped forward politely, placing the turquoise fruit in front of the group.
The mechanical birds sang in unison, and the vines grew in song, growing into a fresh shaker behind everyone.
While Ouen and the others tasted the mysterious fruit, in the separate and cozy room of the beauty salon in the dungeon, Katyusha just said a few simple words, and Loriss also ate the mysterious fruit without worry, lying on the comfortable beauty bed, and then seemed to fall into the soft goose down and petals.
Katyusha lowered her head and whispered in the ear of the flower fairy, so that the fragrance in the room was more soothing, and Loriss was already deep asleep in a matter of seconds.
*
The Celestial Bird of Ryan's incarnation leaves the Misty Barrier, and the world beyond the core is a beautiful garden. The sky is blue and white, like a flowing sea, and golden meteors will be streaked in the bright sun. After passing through the core, the voice created by the magic directly tells Ryan the rules of the game, similar to what the system says, and will always remind the guests who are currently in this absurd dream.
"It's so quiet here."
Ryan closed his pale golden beak and landed on a pointed stone, knowing where Andrew was at the moment without cheating, and whispered in his head: "Since it is a pseudo-chicken-type game, I am also the target of the enemy now."
It's a pity that Phantom doesn't have more memories, and the dreams he created are still not intense enough...... If you add a map, alert you if there are enemies around, and gather everyone together on one map, then the war in the dream world will be more exciting. β
"It's all very simple."
system, "There is no equipment to pick up in this absurd dream, and there is a real need to draw people together." You are blessed with luck, and your 'birthplace' is safe...... Isidore, the place where he descended is dangerous, and it's near you. β
"It's a pity that I didn't mark my teammates." Ryan, "But I can still help him." β
Ryan rested on the stone, suddenly thought of something very funny, and couldn't help but close his eyes and communicate with Phantom, so the rules of this absurd dream changed again.
*
When Orn awoke from his dream, he was sitting on a raft woven of green bamboo and vines, and he was mercilessly slamming into the river with the ferocious waves of water.
The splash of water slaps on the face, the droplets break, and the droplets slide down the face are very real. Orn raised his hand to wipe the water marks from his face, letting the raft crash through the water, and his mind was sober and tried to wake up the fire elemental elves, but the contract elves did not respond to his call in the dream.
Orn senses the abundant magic in his body, and although it is extremely real, he can still vaguely feel the unreal.
Orn looked up at the sky, staring directly into the sunlight for too long to feel the blinding pain. After a moment, looking away, Orn couldn't help but exclaim softly, "This is actually ...... Is it a dream? So true. β
If it weren't for the fact that he had eaten that delicious fruit, his true sleepiness, and the fact that the source of his magic power was different from his usual at the moment, Orn would have mistaken for a moment that he had traveled through space.
The bamboo raft was about to hit the boulder in the water, and Ou En put his hand on the green vine, and with the guidance of his spiritual power, the bamboo raft that collided in the water immediately stabilized. Just as Orn pondered what he needed to do next, the space in front of him suddenly flickered with magical fluctuations.
Orn held out his right hand to catch the parchment roll that had fallen from the sky without any weight.
The magic brought the raft to rest on the surface of the river, and Orn unfolded the parchment scroll, carefully examining the words on it.
After reconfirming the rules of the game, Orn burned the parchment roll with flames, and finally a map appeared in the ashes, while Ryan reminded everyone in a Michelle voice, "My friends, I heard that the generous Lord Ryan put down a gift in his dreams......
Find your companions and defeat the enemies they want to compete with you. Don't panic if you're defeated, death in your dreams won't hurt your souls, it just makes you quit the game early. Don't think about using space magic to get there directly, and don't think about using magic to connect remotely.
Cheat doesn't make for a great gaming experience, and there may be some small surprises along the way. Michelle, the mysterious merchant, never lies, Lord Ryan and I are witnesses to this dream game, and I wish someone someone would get that gift before the dream is over. β
As the voice in his head disappeared, the map in Orn's hand flashed with different lights, according to the rules just now, white for himself, green for his companions, red for enemies, and yellow for merchants.
Orn pressed his finger to the most striking treasure spot in the center of the map, the path zooming in as his thoughts followed, all the red points of light approaching the center of the map at the moment, including-
Orn's eyes carefully studied the map, looking for the closest route to the treasure spot, and at the same time split a wisp of psychic power into the river, looking for his companions on the map who were approaching him.
The space is restricted, and it is not possible to use magic to reach the treasure place, and the process of finding companions is easy.
It's just that......
When the spiritual power found the figure in the water, Ou En frowned slightly, and wanted to turn around and leave, but for the sake of the final victory, Ou En hesitated and did not choose to go away directly, and sat on the bamboo raft and waited with peace of mind.
After a few seconds, the impatient current was pushed away, and the figure that was identical to the dream and reality flew out, standing steadily opposite Orn.
Mussell looked down at Orn, who was holding up the map in his hands, "I thought you would go straight to the treasure field after listening to Michelle's rules, just like everyone else's choice. β
"Are you fooling me?"
Orn snorted coldly without raising his head, "Michelle has just reminded him to go to that treasure hiding place with his companions. Although it is not known if the single person can get the treasure, there must be no problem following Michelle's reminder. β
Orn raised his head and looked Mussell in the eye, "It's just that what I didn't expect was that my companion in this dream game would be you." β
"You're wrong, one of the companions."
Mussell also placed a map in the palm of his left hand, and pressed his right index finger on the upper right corner of the map to drag and enlarge it, "According to the rules of the dream game, white represents oneself and green is companion...... From my sight at this time, besides me and you, we have a companion, who should know Mr. Michelle as well as we do, and who did not rush to the treasure field, and is waiting for our arrival ahead. β
"Not necessarily."
Orn stared at another green point of light, "He seems to have been moving in the same place, and I can't rule out that he may have encountered danger in the dream." β
"There are no red points of light around him that symbolize the enemy." Musel, "Is that the little surprise Michelle just mentioned?" β
"Quite possibly."
Orn looked up at the sky, "This dream is very real and magical, and I can accept whatever the little surprise is. β
"That's true." Musel nodded in agreement: "I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to make us communicate as if we were in reality." β
"From what I know of Mr. Michelle, he and the Lord of Ryan are witnesses to this dream...... Could it be a deliberate hint at us? β
Orn used his mental power to hold the map at his side, "Dreams, how can they be so real, and they can also release magic...... If you use magic to create real people, can you simulate a real war in advance? β
"Your guess makes sense." Musel, "We should meet another companion." β
"I don't know why, I already have a premonition inexplicably...... Our other companion is likely to be Mr. Isidore. β
Orn got up from the raft and landed his finger on a dark river on the map, "As a water magician, you're here easier than me at this moment. I'll be in charge of guarding the work, so I don't have to worry about a sudden sneak attack from the 'enemy'. β
Orn: "Although they are allies in reality, this is a dream. I don't want to fail, I want to get a gift from that Lord of Lane. β
"Of course, I have the same idea as you. It's a shame not to be able to enjoy such a novel experience, and I hope that our other companion is Mr. Isidore. β
Mussell raised his right hand slightly, and the impatient water was quiet for a moment, and then turned into a huge wave, and vigorously pushed the bamboo raft to take them straight to the waterfall ahead.
*
In the dimly lit forest, Isidore held up a map similar to Orn's in his left hand, and held a staff of light magic in his right hand, calmly staring at the muddy swamp in front of him. Like a black forest after the ashes have been burned, sad lamentations come from nowhere, surrounding the forest, guiding the dead wood to writhe as if it were dancing.
In the rotting swamp where the poison bubbles swirled, Isidore saw a pair of eyes.
Although what he should do now is to leave, in Isidore's perception, there are still some monsters hidden in this forest, and they are secretly watching his movements.
Isidore knew that the fruit of their dreams in July was also experiencing it for the first time today, but he didn't expect it to be so real. Like all those involved in the dream, Ryan didn't tell Isidore much for the sake of the fun and experience of the game.
When the new dream was adjusted, Isidore didn't have to hide from the danger he had before. With the exception of Ryan, Isidore and most people were learning the same information at the moment.
As for Andrew, Ryan is communicating with him remotely, asking Andrew if he wants to reduce his strength to participate in the game, otherwise the rest of the people will have no game experience, or ......
"Even though it's in a dream, I don't want my companions to fail because of myself. It is precisely because in the dream world ......"
Isidore closed his eyes and chanted a mantra softly. As he chanted, the golden holy light to the staff began to shine first, silently condensing into a golden magic array at the tip of the staff.
The words on the magic array turned into countless silk threads, and with Isidore's fantasy, a ball of light appeared in the center of the magic array, and a small angel with light condensed flew out after the crack was slightly cracked.
A petite angel with blonde hair and silver eyes, snow-white skin, and a pale pink flush on his cheeks, surrounded by a halo of divine purity. On the waist of the cherub there was a white cloud that seemed to have just been plucked from the sky, holding the harp in both hands, flapping the small wings behind it and stopping at Isidore's side.
The angel that Isidore imagined in his dream felt completely different from the 'angel' created by the Pope in reality, without any evil breath, only purity and holiness, as if he were a true angel of light.
"Such a real dream ......"
Isidore looked down at the little angel beside him, condensed by his magic release, and asked in a low voice: "The environment here is too sad, I need the power of light to help me get out of the forest and meet my companions in this dream, can you help me?" β
The little angel looked at Isidore, his silver eyes imprinted on his countenance, nodded obediently and gently plucked the strings, humming a melodious song to purify sorrow and darkness.
With the song of the little angel, the sky fell with a feather of light. The feather of light fell lightly on everything that was dark, and the flame was ignited.
Dreams do not allow Isidore to create a real angel, and the appearance of the cherub is the material provided by SΓ©cira, including the singing, which is also a precious memory that SΓ©cira lent to the illusion. But even if it was false, the angel's song was still pleasant, and Isidore listened very carefully, leaving his magic at the mercy of the little angel.
The forest adjusted by Ryan reduced the danger, or the danger was concentrated in one place.
Purified by the song of the little angel, the blackened dead wood pulled out its roots and fled one after another, and the feather of light fell into the swamp and immediately exploded, burning into a sea of fire in an instant. As the scorched black dead wood fled, the eerie black forest suddenly emptied, and the little angel, whose hair was glowing, continued to hum the hymn, plucking the harp and turning in the air, guiding Isidore in the direction of his companion.