In Godforsaken Lands, the lightning frequency has dropped to a very low night.

"Two slices of white bread and one roast meat feel good...... The sweet and sour drink from the Misty Sea is better than I expected......" Klein swallowed the last bite of food into his stomach, and sighed heartily, and threw the rest of the packaging into the dark depths, anyway, there is no concept of environmental protection here, and there are no trash cans.

Of course, he has dealt with the relationship between these things and himself in advance, just like now every time he gives up a secret couple, he has to go to the "Source Fort" to do a "disinfection", so as not to be locked by Amon's clone.

"Well, inanimate objects won't be turned into stealth by the darkness here......" Crane raised Daniz's sacrificial lantern to illuminate the discarded item.

After solving the problem of food and clothing, he had the heart to try something that had been divined to a dangerous level before.

In the dim light faltered, Crane grabbed his right hand forward, dragging his alter self out of the air.

He was in the hole of history, and he was also carrying a lantern.

In the next second, Klein entered the gray mist, causing his consciousness to "wake up" in the projection of his own summoning.

Surrounded by a team of monsters, in the midst of the endless darkness, the projection opened its mouth, intending to pronounce the name Amanis:

“......”

He couldn't make any sound, and what he wanted to say seemed to be hidden.

"Sure enough, it was as I had guessed. Crane, who wore a half-height silk top hat and a black knee-length trench coat, exhaled slowly.

Glancing at the lantern that emitted a dim glow, he suddenly recited in a low voice in the language of giants:

"Leodro!"

Before his words could be completely silenced, hundreds of lightning bolts twisted and intertwined and fell as if in response to a call, covering the area in an instant.

Klein didn't have time to dodge at all, and even swapped places with the secret couple, and he was within the attack range.

In the silver and white light, he fell to the ground on the spot, his body was charred and blackened, and he convulsed violently, as if he had turned into a giant piece of coal.

Then, his figure quickly dissipated, and vanished like a vision.

Wearing a real top hat, an Intis trench coat, and a simple horse lamp, Crane immediately "returned" to reality and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

After walking for a while, his figure suddenly blurred and became clear.

Immediately afterward, Crane opened his mouth again and pronounced a name in the language of giants:

"Oku......"

As soon as he uttered the opening syllable, transparent flames burst out of his body, instantly burning him to ashes, not giving him a chance to swap places with his secret couple.

Crane's figure reappeared, pressed his top hat, and walked calmly down the hill full of strange plants.

"Hrabergen. ”

......

"Bad Haire. ”

......

"Omibela. ”

......

"It's nothing abnormal, there is no corresponding divine power left in the area around Silver City......

"Medici, Ulorius, Saslier...... It's even more useless, it's not a god...... I thought that the town of Afternoon and the 'Court of the Giants' were special circumstances, and using the real name of Sasriel outside could activate the 'degenerate' power of the Godforsaken Land...... 'Red Angel', as the king of angels with 'uniqueness', was also half a true god, and he didn't leave any traces, it was a shame, no, the face of the king of angels!" With the black trench coat swinging back slightly, Crane walked down the hill, following his spiritual intuition, and headed for the ruins of the city-state in the northwest direction.

He sometimes took a detour, sometimes a "flame jump", and did not follow exactly the route explored by Silver City to reach his destination.

............

Beckland, late at night.

Audrey, who had digested the potion a little more, was very active in using the "dream shuttle" to leave her mansion and come to various dreams in the surrounding area.

Knowing what the current situation is like, she has a strong desire to become a demigod.

In this way, she suddenly saw an acquaintance.

This is a noble lady with whom she has a good relationship, 29 years old, married the year before last, married to a viscount.

At this time, the lady's room was filled with rose petals, the bed was white, a pair of heart-shaped rings were placed, and the sound of tuk-tuk tapping came from the window.

The lady's cheeks flushed, and she walked there with quick steps, opening the window.

A man in a black iron mask and a dark cloak jumped in, embraced the lady, and whispered:

"I will take you away from pain. ”

Then, the two began to entangle in various ways, rolling all the way to the bed.

As a "dream walker" who is trying to digest potions, Audrey has long seen similar scenes, passed the shy stage, and sighed that everyone's dreams are really colorful and imaginative, at this time, she has not lost her temper at all, and maintains the etiquette of the "audience", as if she is witnessing an over-the-top drama.

After a little scrutiny, she found a problem:

The man in the black iron mask was not the lady's spouse, but more like some playboy in aristocratic circles.

"Is this a reflection of the underlying thoughts?" said Audrey to herself, with an academic attitude of dream analysis.

Then, curiously, she "shuttled" into the dream next to her.

This corresponds to the husband of the noble lady, a viscount.

In the dream, the viscount was busy participating in the discussions of the House of Lords, and was chased by an earl with a revolver on the grounds that he had abducted the other party's daughter.

After escaping to safety, the viscount called his female secretary and vented his fears.

Audrey couldn't help but withdraw from the dream, wanting to see how the viscount and his wife were in reality.

In the crimson moonlit bedroom, on the large white bed, the viscount put his arms around his wife, and his wife wrapped around him, sleeping very intimately.

"Well, we must realize that everyone has a dark side, and if you are 'condemned' simply by the dreams you have had, the thoughts that have occurred in an instant, everyone will fall into hell, and no one will be spared, including myself...... It's good for most people to be able to control their dark side so that it never enters reality......" Audrey feels more and more that playing the "Dream Walker" is a torture and tempering of her own mind.

She re-entered the dream and "shuttled" to other areas.

It didn't take long for her to come to a warm "room".

There was a thick carpet and a dining table, and the seat was an old lady with gray hair.

On either side of her were a pair of middle-aged men and women and three underage children, and everyone was very happy with candles, tasting food, talking and laughing.

Outside, the darkness was deep, and the wind rattled the glass, brewing the horror of the pre-disaster struck.

"What is the owner of this dream worried about?" Audrey exited the dream, trying to find answers from reality and verify her assumptions.

Then she saw a small bed, and saw the gray-haired old lady.

On the old lady's bedside table, there are picture frames one after another, either wrapped in black cloth or tied with white flowers, a middle-aged couple and three minor children.

Audrey silently turned her head to look out the window, only to see the ruins left by the bombing near the house.

The aristocratic lady pursed her lips, and Huo Ran returned to the old lady's dream.

She didn't try to prevent the catastrophe that might befall her, but she embodied a chair and sat next to it, looking earnestly and intently at the joyful and warm family.

In the sound of the wind and the shaking of the glass, the lights in the room are bright, the food is fragrant, and the laughter is constant.

Audrey's summary of the "Dream Walker" playing rules has this rule:

"The dreaming traveler has come, seen, recorded but does not interfere, is just a 'spectator'. ”

............

In St. Samuel's Chapel, Leonard is summoned by Archbishop Anthony Stevenson to ascend the spiraling staircase in the stained glass sunlight.

Suddenly, he lowered his voice and said:

"Old man, that secret gathering is about to start again, and you really plan to try to enter the treasure left behind by the Jacob family at the end of the month?"

"It's not certain yet, but it's an opportunity, at least Amon himself is entangled in the matter of the 'Source Castle' and won't suddenly appear. In Leonard's mind, Parles Zoroasd replied in a slightly hoarse voice, "However, I am now more inclined to reveal the news of the treasure and let the people in that party go on their own adventures and explore, while we stay close by, observe the situation, and extract what needs from them." ”

Leonard was stunned for a moment and whispered:

"Old man, isn't this too insidious?"

This is a tool that uses the members of the "Destiny Hermit Society" as a trap to step on.

"Oh, naïve, naïve, you can tell them all the details and let them decide for themselves whether they want to go or not. Parles Zoroaster scoffed.

Leonard didn't mention it again, but instead asked:

"Old man, when will I become a demigod?"

Parles laughed and said:

"If you can get the spirit of your former colleague's messenger level, you will be able to digest the potion at the beginning of next year, but, hehe, let's follow the points I prompted, let's play it deeply, and by the second half of next year, you should be qualified to impact Sequence 4, of course, whether the Night Church will give you a potion and help you hold a ceremony, I don't know, didn't that senior deacon named Cesima Crestai also wait for many years until the war broke out, and then he really became a demigod?"

Leonard nodded, and then asked thoughtfully:

"Old man, can you play the role of a spirit and help me digest?

"Your level should be higher than that of Klein's Messenger......"

Parles Zoroaster was silent for a few seconds, and then said "hey":

"That's a lot of ideas.

"Why don't I help you digest the potion?"

"How can I help?" Leonard knew the old man was mocking, but he couldn't help but ask.

"Parasitize you in depth and take complete control of your body. Pales replied angrily.

As he spoke, Leonard came to the door of the archbishop of the diocese of Beckland.

He immediately closed his mouth, raised his right hand, and knocked on the door.

"Come in. Anthony Stevenson glanced at Leonard as he opened the door and said, "You can let the vampire behind Chanis Door go." ”