Diarlando walked in the darkness and felt like he had walked for a long, long time, but he didn't know why he was walking or where he was walking. It's just that there is something that drives me to keep going, as if something terrible will happen as soon as I stop.

The darkness around is like layers of veil, not the kind of darkness where you can't see anything at all. Through the black tulle, shadowy flickers of light could be seen, and they swept across the veil like the wind, and before they could see what shape they were, they flashed by.

Diarrando felt tired, but whenever he tried to stop, a voice in his head said to him, "No, it's not time yet." He felt very hungry and thirsty, and he needed to rehydrate urgently, because the sweat was constantly evaporating from the surface of his body.

The temperature around him was not high, but the howling wind could quickly take away the water in his body, and even the water vapor in his breath seemed to be being squeezed dry bit by bit.

"Water ......" he subconsciously said the most urgent desire in his heart, and then he was startled by his hoarse voice, which was almost completely inaudible to him. Suddenly, it started to rain, and he looked up at the sky he hadn't been paying attention to. The sky was full of twinkling stars, and rain was falling from the clear night sky.

But he didn't bother to think about the irrationality of all this, but opened his mouth and gulped to catch the nectar that fell from the sky. He stretched out his hands to form a bowl, trying to catch as much rain as he could, because it wasn't raining hard enough. The tip of his tongue could only catch a small droplet, and for him who had been thirsty for so long, such a small droplet of water aroused his desire to drink a little more.

When his pace slowed down, the voice in his heart urged again: "No, you can't stop." ”

"Why can't you stop!Damn, I've gone far enough, why should I keep walking in this hellish place, no matter how I go, it's the same all around, no matter what direction it's these damn black yarns!" Deirlando yelled in exasperation. He reached out and grabbed Shamu around him. But the hand passed through the dark silk fabrics.

"It's your life, and you can't stop until you reach the end. The voice rang out faintly, answering Dearlando's question.

"Huh. Why is my life on such a dark path? Why am I walking so aimlessly??? Diarrando picked up his pace again, and strangely enough, when he went fast. There seemed to be more raindrops falling in the sky.

"There will always be people who think about this once in a while, what do you live for, you can tell me? Why do you want to live?" the voice seemed to sound a little interested, and the tone became a little more active, not as cold as it had just been.

Dearlando used what little strength he had left to speed up for a while, and then finally got enough rain to take a few sips, slowing down and thinking about the question posed.

"To find out what I'm living for, you have to tell me who you are. I don't remember how I got here, but I'm sure you got me here. By the way, I'm hungry, water alone won't work, I need to be full before I can keep going and give you the answers you want. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the aroma of the food came to me, which seemed to smell like ale, cake and roasted meat. The scent lingered at the tip of his nose, but the dim light around him made it impossible for him to see where the food was. "How can you eat so dark? Diarrando muttered, and then noticed that the starlight above him emitted a bright blue glow, illuminating the small area around him.

He saw patches of shrubs growing on either side of him, bronze trunks covered with all sorts of food. Yes, not the fruit, but the food. The glasses, filled with sweet and delicious elixir, hung like apples on the branches. The leaves are roasted, golden and shiny bacon. The fist-sized muffin grew on the trunk of a tree, covered with cream that spread out like petals and sprinkled with powdered sugar like frost.

He curiously picked a fruit in the shape of a wine glass, tasted the liquid inside, it was really ale, it was simply the best ale he had ever drunk in his life. After making his first attempt, he immediately grabbed two cakes and nibbled on them. The red cake was strawberry flavored and the green cake was apple, and he had never eaten such a sweet and delicious pastry, and he almost swallowed it in two bites.

As he continued to walk, more and more food appeared on the surrounding bushes. Plumbing-dripping stews, steaming steaks, long or round breads, everything he could think of came to life.

After eating a half-fill, he began to do tests, such as August's signature fried rice, or Dr. Wat's unique grilled fish, or Elena's mother's lemon pie. Every food that appeared in his mind would quickly appear in front of the road, as if it had grown with his will.

After eating, he began to feel a little tired, and while yawning, Diarrando asked, "Friend in the dark, what is your answer? Who are you? Since you can make my wish come true, then I don't think you must be some real thing, let me guess, you are either a new trick of Feculen, or a new trick of the Dragon Realm." ”

"Hehe, you're so smart, I like to talk to smart people. Since you're so smart, why don't you let me test you, and if you get it right, I'll show up in front of you, okay?"

"Exams...... No, I hate exams the most, and ...... Yes...... I'm so sleepy right now, and I don't think about things well. I won't agree to your conditions, and if I answer wrong, you'll definitely cheat me. You mages and dragons are cunning creatures who are always trying to trick people. Diarlando said, yawning incessantly.

He felt that his lower body and upper body were almost disconnected, and it seemed that his mind had gradually fallen into a deep sleep. But the body is still walking mechanically.

"I felt like I needed a bed, a very comfortable bed, so that I could recover quickly, otherwise I wouldn't be able to finish the rest of the trip. He said tentatively with the purpose of testing, and suddenly a large bed, as he had said, was extremely comfortable, with white sheets and pillows scented with the sun, and a woolen blanket as soft as a cloud.

The large bed hugged his back like a backpack, and if he leaned back, he could rest most of his body weight on it, as if he were actually lying on the bed. But even so. His feet continued to walk.

"Ah...... It's weird. I'm sleeping right now. Or are you walking?" Diarrando couldn't help but wonder as the strange way of walking/sleeping continued for a while, and as the touch from his back became more and more real, he gradually lost the distinction that he was walking with a large floating bed on his back. Or lie on the bed and walk on two feet.

"Haha. Guess?" the voice rang out again. It sounds like Dearlando's question is interesting.

Dearrando had gradually adapted to this state of movement and stillness, rubbing his head on the pillow comfortably, then pulling the blanket over his stomach and sighing comfortably. After a while, he replied, "I think it's both." Since I can walk and sleep at the same time, then I decided to sleep for a while, and then come back to you to settle accounts when I have recovered my spirits!"

As he spoke, his voice became more and more indistinct, almost muttering. But the shadow in the darkness heard him clearly, and then leaned back and smiled back.

"Haha, he's so funny. It's different from what we've seen before. A voice rang out.

"He's very skilled with our powers, and he's very quick to master parallel techniques. Another voice followed, because it was so similar to the previous one that one thought it was the same person talking to himself.

The third voice then said, "Don't you two waste any more time, don't you see the plague spreading outside?The walls are about to break, are you going to watch here as that dark force pollutes our space?"

"But he's mentally exhausted and can't pass our test right now. It's been so long and another tester, so I don't want to break it so quickly. The first voice rang out again, and its voice became so high that it was immediately distinguished from the other two.

"Ermenes, you know how to play, have you forgotten our duty?" Ivadellou was attacked and could not respond to our calls. If he doesn't make another move, the next person to be attacked will be Lever. ”

As its voice sounded, the shadow of the named name emerged from the darkness. It was a trio of dragons with their own characteristics. They stood all around Deirlando, only one direction still shrouded in darkness.

"Marty Ryan, you're so unkind that you just say our names and expose us to the challengers. ”

The one who opened the mouth was the dragon in front of Diarlando, a golden dragon more than a man tall, with two rows of bronze fins running from its chin to its back and then to its tail, the tips of the fins had long, transparent hairs that floated in the air like silk threads, and electric sparks were constantly transmitted from its body through the fins to the top of the fluff, and then turned into irregular arcs of electricity that drifted through the air.

It had four strong claws, and its golden scales darkened the way down, finally turning a deep golden brown, and suddenly bright blue to the fingertips, as if it had been accidentally dyed with another color.

At this moment, it angrily swayed the translucent fins on both sides of its body, expressing its dissatisfaction with waves of electric light.

"Ermenis, don't be in a hurry just because the consciousness layer you're guarding is at the bottom. Now that the three realms we are guarding overlap, once Ivardru is completely down, all three of us will be attacked at the same time. ”

The last dragon to emerge was covered in rock-like thick armor, layers of crystal-like scales growing on its skin like flowers. The rhinoceros-like horns buckled around its head like a hat, and its amethyst-clear, bright eyeballs glistened in the sunken sockets beneath the high raised brow bones.

Its body is stubby and strong, its limbs are extremely strong, and its heavy paws have no sharp claws, but each toenail has a protruding edge. It paused slightly, and a heavy crash echoed throughout the space.

Matti Ryan is behind Dearlando, where the bed is. Now the two dragons crossed the upright bed and glared at each other, neither of them budging.

"You guys, don't try to help Ivadellou, I think it's really bad, we haven't seen such a pollution since we realized it. This time the voice that spoke was very similar to that of the golden Emmannes, apparently the second voice that had just spoken.

It was a green dragon with a slender head, somewhat snake-like, but with a long, crystal clear dendritic horn. Its body is not more lizard-like than Ryses or Namantto, but more like an elegant feline. The broad breasts are quickly gathered in the abdomen and then expanded to the waist and hips, forming an elegant streamlined shape.

The three curly tails coiled together like the roots of a spring tree, and the tender green fluff grew from the joints of its neck, fluttering slightly in the air, like new blades of grass, full of life.

The fourth dragon it had mentioned was now lying on the ground, motionless, its rainbow-colored scales changing color with its breathing and movements, and now half of its body had turned dark purple when it was polluted and attacked.

Its elongated body is segmented and ring-shaped, with a total of twelve pairs of legs and wings. The flat head has a triangular horn with golden lines radiating from the nose to the longest side of the triangle. At this moment, these golden colors are gradually dimming, full of ominous atmosphere.

The golden Ermenes approached his companion who was lying motionless, trying to wake him up with his own arc. Bright blue lightning rolled down the fur on its back and leaped down on Ivadellu's body, repelling the dark purple contaminants on several scales for a moment. But after the lightning, the purple smoke-like stuff diffused back and dyed more of the discolored scales into their own color. (To be continued......)