In this dim world, Lance saw the vicissitudes and devastation.

There, the flames of war burned, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and the corpses were all over the field, a tragic scene.

Faintly, at the end of the world, there seemed to be a vague figure, holding a long sword, standing proudly.

In front of the blurred figure, there seemed to be countless invading alien races, blocked by young people at the end of this world.

"Is this still the battlefield in the dream world, and why is it different from what you saw this time?"

Lance couldn't help but ask himself, but no one answered his question.

The battlefield he saw this time was a silent picture, and he was like a lonely spectator floating in the air.

No one, and no one, shared the doubts in his heart at this time.

Suddenly, in the burning flames in the sky, there was a sword light that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, piercing the void and falling from the sky.

Although Lance knew that it was only in his own consciousness or in his dream, the coercion that was close to destruction still shocked Lance into a cold sweat.

This feeling of oppression turned out to be more real than what he had felt in his previous dreams.

"This ...... Could this be the part of my dreams that I didn't see?"

Lance thought to himself.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and then he subconsciously looked at the young man with a blurred figure.

Just when the young man was about to be killed by this sword light, suddenly, a fiery red shadow fell from the sky like a meteor, and quickly blocked in front of the young man.

"Save him, stop the sword. ”

Lance looked forward to it.

For unspeakable reasons, he hoped that this Qianying could block this unparalleled sword light with the young man.

But the picture that Lance was expecting did not appear.

The sword light still slashed towards the earth without resistance.

There is no majestic energy catharsis, no deafening roar, everything is silent.

The figure of the young man, the fiery red shadow, and the broken and vicissitudes of the world all disappeared in the moment when the sword light slashed on the earth, as if they had never appeared.

"It's so familiar, why is it sad, why does it hurt, who are they, why do I see these ......?"

Lance clutched his chest unconsciously, but the faint pain in it made him feel uncomfortable.

His consciousness gradually sank into absolute darkness with this pain.

Endless darkness began to envelop Lance, and it seemed that the years were extending indefinitely, where time and space were meaningless.

Lance's consciousness wandered aimlessly in this boundless dark world.

In the drift, Lance's consciousness was once again in chaos.

I don't know how long it took, and an inexplicable loneliness and loneliness arose in his heart.

There is also a kind of vicissitudes that do not belong to his age.

I don't know how long it took for him to feel enveloped in a strange scent, and his consciousness began to gradually become clearer.

Suddenly, in the originally absolutely dark world, a vortex of energy emitting a pale golden light appeared.

Lance's floating consciousness was slowly drawn to the vortex of energy.

Finally, Lance felt a familiar heaviness, and his consciousness returned to his body.

"What's wrong with me? Am I not dead?"

The real pain came back to my body again, although it hurt, but there was an indescribable sense of solidity in my heart.

Lance let out a muffled grunt of pain through his nose.

"Hmmm, Lance, you're awake, great, you're finally awake, Uncle Misranda, Teklin, Lance is finally awake......"

In the haze, Lance felt someone holding his hand tightly, and shouted loudly with some excitement and some choking.

He struggled to open his eyes, and as expected, he saw a bald head.

"Ike, I...... Ahem...... This is?"

Lance's voice was a little hoarse, and his voice sounded strange.

He looked at this strange environment suspiciously, and the memories in his head were still confused.

Lance tried to stand up, but there was a sharp pain in his chest as he moved.

"Don't move, Lance, you've been in a coma for days. The wound on your chest has not fully recovered, come and drink this, Uncle Mislanda said, as long as you wake up, let you drink it, don't think it's unpleasant, I woke up after Teklin and I were rescued, and also drank this miraculous liquid, Uncle Mislanda said, what is this called snake grass water or something, no matter, just drink it anyway. ”

Listening to Ike's nagging, Lance felt very relieved in his heart, but he was particularly moved when he saw Ike's two dark circles under his eyes.

Presumably, Ike has been by his side these days.

While Lance was thinking, Ike had already poured out a glass of crystal liquid from the crystal bottle that was placed aside, and then inserted a hollow straw pole into it.

Before Lance could ask, Ike had already placed a straw pole on Lance's mouth.

The liquid was sucked into Lance's mouth along the straw pole, and Lance frowned, what is this?

However, out of absolute trust in Ike, he still swallowed the feeling of nausea and drank the liquid.

"Ahem...... Ike, this snake grass water is too bad to drink, isn't it......?

When the liquid entered Lance's body, he was surprised to find that his somewhat dazed head was much clearer, his dry and smoking throat was much more comfortable, and the pain in his chest seemed to be less painful.

Lance now had a lot of doubts in his mind.

He took another sip of the glass of water that Ike had handed him and said, "Ike, where is this, and who is Uncle Mithranda you are talking about?"

"This is a small town called Lucerne on the edge of the Irene Mountains, ...... Meath"

"Bang Dang ......"

As Ike was answering, the door to the room was slammed open.

This is the way the dwarf Tyklin opened the door.

Both Lance and Ike were taken aback at the same time, this kind of rude behavior had been fully experienced by Lance and Ike when they were in the Valley between the Rivers.

When Lance saw the clean cotton cloth on Teklin's shoulder, and the reckless way he was now, he was relieved that he was not dead.

"Lance, haha...... Great, great, you're finally alive, woo...... I can't imagine losing you as a companion again, I'...... What should I do, Orlando, Blank, Solo, and Dela...... Woowoo woo ......"

After the drunken Teklin came in, he saw Lance who had woken up, and was stunned at first, and wanted to go up and hug Lance, as if he remembered that Lance still had a wound on his chest, so he just stood by the bed and said excitedly.

But as he spoke, Teklin sat on the ground like a child and began to cry.

Looking at his snot and tears, although the appearance is a bit exaggerated, but those who know Teklin know that he is really sad.