Klein repeated in his heart the words of "General above the Star" Gardelia, and vaguely understood the current situation:

The darkness of this treacherous sea connects the dreams of all the creatures here!

And the creatures that have not fallen asleep at this time, because the spirit body is not in this dream territory, will lack the necessary protection and will be attacked by an indescribable attack.

As for why such an attack resulted in disappearances rather than on-the-spot deaths, Klein had not personally experienced anything like this, so it was impossible to guess.

In a flash of thought, Klein withdrew his gaze from Gadelia and looked back at the magnificent city across the cliff, and thought with some curiosity:

"If this world is really connected by the dreams of local creatures, then whose dreams does this city beyond imagination belong?"

He stared at it for a few seconds, then asked:

"What's its name?"

What is the name of this mythical city?

"Admiral of the Stars," Gardelia stared ahead in a daze, and said dreamily:

"I don't know...... Every time I enter a dream here, I have the opportunity to see it, but I can never get close.

She said it was a bit like the Twilight Hall in Fusak.

"She should have had her own guesses, but never told me. ”

She, the "Mysterious Queen", the Twilight Hall is where the Apostolic Church of the God of War is located...... Klein looked around and said thoughtfully:

"I'm going to take a look around. ”

He believes that the "Future" will not stay in this sea area for only a few days, and he will definitely encounter more dark nights and enter this dream world more times, so in order to prevent accidents and gain information, a certain amount of exploration is necessary.

And exploration undoubtedly requires companionship.

Gadelia still sat with her knees crossed, and her tone was still fluttering:

"No interest. ”

...... These are not the words that a mature pirate general should say, and it could be more tactful, Ms. "Hermit", you are like a wayward maiden now...... Klein was stunned for a moment, almost suspecting that he had misheard, which was a bit contradictory to the "star general" in his heart.

Thinking that Gelman Sparrow also had a side of volunteering that was not afraid of dirt and hardship, he was immediately relieved and quickly had a guess:

"Hermit" Gadelia is not completely awake in her dreams, and can recognize that she is dreaming but cannot effectively control it!

In other words, she will unconsciously show the emotions buried deep in her heart and the part of her personality that she usually deliberately suppresses.

No wonder she said she would never be able to get close to the miraculous city opposite, because she had no self-consciousness to explore at all...... Klein thought for a moment and asked tentatively:

"We might be able to find something here. ”

"Don't go. Gardelia replied without hesitation, but never shook her head, "I'm going to wait here, wait!"

Sure enough, it was a half-asleep state...... Klein judged from the other party's reaction and tone.

No longer wasting time, he turned and jumped off the boulder.

Syllable!

Klein stepped on the ground with both feet and subconsciously glanced back:

"Admiral of the Stars" Gardelia sat there with her knees crossed, no one else around, and the frozen dusk of the opposite city reflected on her, dragging her shadow for a long time, intertwined with the shadows created by the withered yellow trees.

The mountain wind blew lightly, the dark shadows swayed lightly, and Gardelia did not make any movement, stubbornly waiting for something.

At this time, a "psychiatrist" is needed to interpret the emotions of the dream, which has nothing to do with the revelation obtained from divination...... Crane pursed his lips and looked around, looking for a direction to explore.

He found that to the left and to the right and back were the black buildings of the monastery, separated from the cliff by a high wall, and no matter where he wanted to explore, he could not get around the monastery unless he jumped directly off the cliff.

Since there was no other choice, Crane went straight to the dark gate of the monastery.

The gate was nearly ten meters high, and it didn't look like it was intended for humans, Crane looked at it for a few seconds, took a breath, stretched out his hands, and pressed them on either side of the door.

The creaking sound sounded immediately, and the weight of the door was beyond Crane's imagination, his muscles bulging one after another, and his face flushed, but he could only shake his target slightly, unable to push it away.

Fortunately, this is a dream, and as long as you believe it logically, you can increase your strength, and you don't need to really turn on the "wriggling hunger...... Crane let out the breath he was holding, leaving the glove on his left palm pale.

With a slight flicker of gloom and green, he gained the strength of a "living corpse", his arms suddenly thickened, and his legs swelled suddenly.

Stab!

There was a heavy grinding sound, and the door slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

Two bleak towers and black buildings are connected to each other by a covered bridge, enclosing a wide gray stone square.

The square was full of pits, huge arrows were inserted, and several fires were burning, as if they had been attacked.

Klein walked through the doorway and into the plaza, unexpectedly seeing Frank Lee, Nina, Ottorov and others all here.

Is this their dream? Not like...... Or is it that everyone's dreams are confined to themselves and then appear randomly somewhere in the world? Klein guessed with some certainty.

Frank Lee was closest to him, shoveling gravel with a shovel, and beside him were white bread, toast, pan-fried fish, and other food that had fallen to the ground.

Is he going to use them as nourishment and grow something? Even in his dreams...... Klein leaned over and asked casually:

"What are you doing?"

Frank kept moving, but a smile appeared on his face:

"I've cultivated little things that need to sleep in the soil for a while before they can grow and multiply. ”

"What's the use of them?" asked Crane, curious and worried.

Frank said with a smile on his face:

"They're a hybrid bacterium that allows bulls to produce milk as well, so we're going to harvest more milk and more people can drink good milk. ”

Spare those bulls...... Klein's cheeks twitched:

"Will it work?"

"It's fine, but I'm worried they might not reproduce. Frank said with a frown.

May the Grim Reaper always favor them...... Crane prayed, crossed Frank Lee, and walked to the entrance to the black building across the plaza.

On the way, he passed Nina, who was sitting beside a collapsed stone pillar and gulping down a drink, and Navigator Otolov.

"Have you ever thought about leaving the pirate group when you're a little older, finding a man to marry, and finding a place to settle down? Ottolov took off his peaked floppy hat, revealing his slightly gray hair.

His eyes and tone told Klein that his subtext was, "If you want, can you think about me?"

Mr. Navigator, you are old enough to be Nina's father, you have to think about your body...... Crane, who was passing by, heard the conversation and couldn't help but complain.

Nina took a sip of wine, glanced in a certain direction and said:

"No, that's not the life I want to live.

"Before joining you, I tried to settle on the east coast of Vösak and stop being a pirate, but I couldn't stand the dreary stuff at all, I had to carry wood and carry things every day, I had to stay in my house at night, I couldn't go to the bar, I couldn't go hunting in the wild, I didn't change my life at all!

"It's better to be on a boat, although most of the time it's boring, but often you can go to different places and see different things, hehe, even the most boring time, can destroy those guys, train them to become qualified pirates, and tell them that the one who performs best every month can spend the night in my room, and then watch them enjoy the torture very excitedly and excitedly, of course, staying overnight and going to bed are two different things, not the same, it depends on my mood. ”

True Female Pirate ...... Everyone's hope is different...... Klein commented pertinently, not thinking that Nina's idea was necessarily wrong.

I don't slander her choices, but if she kills and sets fire to looting from time to time, I don't mind trading her head for a bounty the next time I meet...... Crane retracted his gaze and came to what appeared to be the entrance to the black buildings and towers.

Subconsciously, he glanced sideways and saw that the shadow in the corner seemed normal, but in fact he had a different feeling.

Heath Doyle, the "Bloodless", who hides in the shadows even in his dreams, is a sign of extreme insecurity based on my valid psychological knowledge...... Klein pushed open the entrance door, which was also nearly ten meters high.

At the creaking sound, his gaze suddenly froze.

Behind the main entrance is a vast hall supported by two rows of stout stone columns.

There was no candlelight in the hall, and it was unusually dark, but as the main entrance opened, the light from the outside shone in, making it clear.

Klein saw that there were brightly colored and golden murals on the walls and in the dome, and they were connected to each other, leaving no gaps, giving this place a sense of grandeur and sacredness.

Knock! Knock!

A figure turned his back to Klein, chopping a long piece of wood with an axe in his hand, not knowing what he was doing.

The figure was wearing a white shirt and black waistcoat, not like any of the pirates on board.

The other people in this sea, or the mysterious eyes that stared at me from the deck?Crane's heart sank, and he slowed down, and leaned closer to the side, where he could see the figure clearly.

It was a young-looking man, with short blond hair and focused green eyes.

"What are you doing? What is this place?" said Klein cautiously.

He intuitively believed that the other party was not the owner of those mysterious eyes.

The young man raised his hand and touched his earlobe, but without turning his head, he said:

"What are you asking about? My boat is sunk, and I'm busy making canoes, and I don't have time to talk to you. ”

...... Klein thought for a moment and asked:

"Who are you?"

"Who am I? I'm the hapless Anderson, and I've been haunted by bad luck ever since I saw that mural. The young man lifted his hand and pointed in the right direction.

Following his fingers, Crane saw a mural.

Above the fresco was a sea of flames that parted in the middle and split a path.

On the road, there is a long procession, and the members either bow their heads reverently or kneel on the ground, aiming for the depths of the sea.

Their leader was a tall, lanky man with long silver hair, soft features, closed eyes, and layers of wings behind his back.

This...... Klein's pupils contracted suddenly.

He knew the leader of the mural!

That's the "Angel of Destiny" that the little "sun" showed!

That's the "Tail Eater", Ulorius!

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors