A faint ray of moonlight passed through the gap left in the vault of the hall and shone on a silver mirror engraved with many inscriptions, which looked extremely mysterious.
The moonlight is refracted and falls in another mirror, and then is transmitted and reflected into a deep spring.
The mirrors intersect with each other, flowing like a river with brilliance, and this thin ray of moonlight actually becomes more shining and sparkling as they intersect and reflect again and again.
The inscription shines, making the moonlight look like water. At this moment, countless mirrors intersect, like countless rivers gathering, and finally turn into an ocean composed of moonlight at the top of the dome.
‘Sea of Mirrors’.
A man with a serious and dignified face was lying on a reclining chair, with long white-blond hair hanging behind the chair. He held a long sword in his arms, and the hilt of the sword was flowing with the crystal brilliance of cyan moonlight.
And he was wearing a moon-white woolen coat, with bone needles with inscriptions hanging on the hem of the coat. They swayed gently with the wind, making ripples in the air.
The bone needles trembled slightly, and the man opened his eyes. His eyes were dim at first, but quickly lit up with a dark blue aura.
The light is as bright as the sun and the moon, and as deep as the ocean.
"Did something happen to Nanling?"
He turned his head and looked to the south with some doubts: "Solas left me quietly. It may have been an accident. He just likes to take chestnuts from the fire and achieve success from danger. This is his dream."
"But Chris is different. He stands in the light and has always been steady. What happened that made him leave?"
"and……"
He closed his eyes, and the man sensed his spiritual power: "He did use his dream, but he was still defeated and defeated head-on."
"Pity."
Feeling this, the man sighed softly: "It seems that this is his limit... The power of his dream cannot allow him to take a few more steps."
"You still haven't followed my advice?"
——In this world, there are many people that we cannot control, and there are also many things that we cannot understand.
——Chris, we must understand that humility is the same as being too safe and reckless.
Recalling the content of his chat with Chris, he was silent for a while, stood up, and came to the balcony outside the main hall.
He looked at the phantom moon in the sky, which was slightly larger than the moon he usually saw, and silently muttered something, as if he was praying for this "companion" who had passed away.
Then, he turned around and was sitting on his reclining chair.
Men believe that the companions they find definitely have talents and potentials that are different from ordinary people.
As long as you can overcome the difficulty in your heart, you will definitely be able to achieve phoenix nirvana, regain a new life, and achieve achievements that are completely different from those of your past.
He called this power 'dream' - only those who are willing to change themselves for the sake of their dreams can use the power of 'dreams' to reborn and achieve complete transformation.
But if it doesn't work...if your companions don't break through the established thinking and established limits.
That can only mean one thing.
The man sighed with great regret: "Chris."
【——It seems that your dream is nothing more than that——】
He lay back on his reclining chair and meditated under the illumination of the sea of mirror light.
It's dawn again.
The junction of the Nanling Mountains and the Western Plains is a golden wilderness.
A group of cavalry galloped in the open plain, and the bright sunshine shone on the earth, making the water-logged battle ruins on one side of the stone forest emit wisps of steam.
"stop!"
The leading soldier raised his arm, and the dark reflective armor made an arc in mid-air: "This is it. Dismount and check."
The soldiers dismounted one after another without any communication. These well-trained soldiers silently conducted an extremely detailed inspection of the entire combat area.
After summarizing the results, a soldier with a sergeant logo on his chest came to report to the leading soldier: "Report to the squadron leader, no body of the regiment leader was found!"
"Former captain."
The black-armored soldier emphasized: "Chris was dismissed by the general for leaving his post without permission when he left the city. Remember this. What else?"
"Report to the squadron leader, the ruins of the battlefield are all filled with traces of corrosion and explosion from alchemical chemicals. It is impossible to analyze the details of the battle!"
The soldier shook for a moment, and then reported loudly: "A large amount of remnants of thunder-attributed source material were found in the air, but there were residual signs of 'sudden shrinkage'. According to the analysis, it is very likely that the former regiment commander was urging all his strength.
During the attack, someone broke through the weak point and then attacked again and again, killing him on the spot with a large amount of accumulated source matter!"
"In addition, there are also traces of some earth sublimation attempts to destroy the scene. It is not deep. They just dealt with it superficially and did not really intend to completely destroy the scene."
"Okay, it seems there is a tacit understanding. You did a pretty good job. The one you didn't show to the general just recorded it like this, saying that the scene had been destroyed by several earth-type monsters and everything was in a mess. It was impossible to see anything clearly.
"
The squadron leader nodded in appreciation and said, "If you have any other ideas, please tell me."
"Report to the squadron leader, the person who fought with the former regiment leader is really rich!"
The sergeant reported the report energetically: "He used a total of more than twenty bottles of basic alchemy potions and seven bottles of elite alchemy potions, and there was even one bottle that was at least an elite level! The total value in total is more than 1,900 thalers, which is enough to buy
A city defense inscription has crystallized, and it is not certain whether there are more expensive props like alchemy bombs."
"Captain, if the former captain really loses, he will be beaten to death with money!"
"Fool, that's the price sold to you." The squadron leader scolded mercilessly: "Bana, I remember your brother is an alchemist. Come and tell this silly boy, what is the cost of these potions?"
"Report to the squadron leader." On the other side, the soldier known as Bana suppressed a smile and said: "Not including labor costs, the total does not exceed one hundred and fifty thalers! If we start processing from raw materials instead of substrates
, it’s even cheaper!”
"That's good, let's go back and drink a few bottles."
The squadron leader glanced at the battle scene and shook his head slightly: "Humph, more than one hundred thalers is a lot of money, but compared to a second-level person, it is about as cheap as the lipstick and plum juice we usually drink.
"
"It's so sad, former regimental commander...why bother? The general treats you badly."
Looking at the friendship that lasted more than ten years, he sighed with emotion, then raised his hand and ordered: "Tear this place down."
Next, he patted the sergeant on the head: "Silly boy, I am an alchemist, how can I use the market price to calculate it? Do you want to inherit my position in the future? Huh?"
"Say, what are we going to do next?"
"Dad..." The sergeant was stunned. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was frightened by the black-armored soldier's gaze and shrank his neck: "Squadron leader... I was thinking... How should I write a report to the outside world?
Are you saying it was done by Feiyandi or the Dragon Worship Cult?"
This is indeed a question. The squadron leader also frowned. He thought for a while and then said: "It can't be the Dragon Worship Cult. It attacked the leader of the Imperial Marquis Knights, killed him, and threw his body into the wilderness. This is recorded
That would be too arrogant. What if the higher-ups really issue an order to annihilate us? We won’t be the ones on the battlefield then."
——The most important thing is that the Dragon Worship Cult is not an outsider. Even if you beat them in a show, isn’t it still you who has to suffer?
The squadron leader, who knew more about the inside story, sighed inwardly. He was about to continue talking, but found that his son had taken over the topic.
"But the excuse of Flying Flame Land is used too much." The sergeant frowned and thought, and he also looked quite distressed: "If we still use Flying Flame Land, we will be scolded as incompetent!"
"You are thoughtful." The black-armored soldier glanced at his son and said nothing more, because it was indeed the case: "The leaders of the second-level knights were attacked and killed by Feiyandi, and the general will be condemned by the superiors.
,We can’t embarrass the general…”
After thinking for a while, he nodded and said: "That's it, let's not make a report for the time being. We will report to the general when we go back. Anyway, the general didn't ask us to get the answer right away, so he just put it off for now."
"The former captain... will disappear for a while, and wait until everyone has almost forgotten, or wait until the right time, and then make up a report."
"I see……"
The sergeant looked astonished. He had obviously learned something. He was still a little emotional and looked at the sky in the north of the golden field: "But it is still incredible. In the face of alchemy, the second energy level is actually..."
Bang! Another slap on the back of the head. The black-armored soldier stared at the sergeant fiercely: "Silly boy, you don't really want to know the truth, do you? Forget your guess!"
"Okay..." There was a buzz in front of his eyes, and the sergeant nodded blankly: "I forgot..."
The other soldiers who were cleaning up the mess and demolishing the scene also began to shout: "Captain, stop fighting all the time!"
"Yeah, wouldn't it make me stupider if I fight too much?"
"Captain, I recognize you as my godfather, so just treat me as your son? I will never make you angry!"
"Go to work! Wash the ground as soon as possible, and we will return to the city early!" The black-armored sergeant roared, and then he couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha, this stupid guy Chris is dead. He will be replaced layer by layer. I can't tell.
You can also be a captain."
"If it's true, I'll treat you to fish ball noodles when I go back!"
Ian didn't know what happened in the camp yesterday, but he could make some guesses.
At this moment, the white-haired boy was riding a camel beast, walking slowly on the hot ground of the wilderness.
The sun passed through layers of white clouds and fell on the endless golden plain, and the end of the horizon was hazy.
Even with the eyes of a young man, he could barely see clearly. There was a slender cloud pillar reaching tens of thousands of meters in the sky, standing in the blue-white sky, stirring the spiral clouds in the distance.
There is the "Geostorm Cloud Pillar" of the "Butte Rift Valley". The raging winds pouring out from the depths of the earth have pushed the water vapor in the ground upward toward the top of the sky for hundreds of years, creating a cloud-like mountain.
The vast uplifted wonder.
Ian stared at the cloudscape in the distance, and suddenly felt a slight chill in his chest. With a thought, the breathing hole of the Kuangkong Armor opened, and the frost butterfly flew out from it with a relieved expression, following the coolness surrounding the young man's body.
Air flight.
"Look, Frost Butterfly."
Ian chuckled. He watched the Frost Butterfly become more and more agile and intelligent. Then he raised his head and motioned for the other party to look into the distance with him: "Our journey has passed another small hurdle. The distance is
The truth about the world goes one step further.”
"And now, we move forward."
Frost Butterfly looked into the distance with his 'big fairy' in some confusion, while the camel beast mooed softly and stepped across the field with gentle steps.
There were several grass-feathered gulls looking for food in the grass on the side, looking for small insects under the grass roots. They were startled by the steps of the camel beast, and they made a sound of beating wings in the wide wilderness.
The clouds shadowed the birds and they moved forward.
Ian, who was alone again, continued his journey.
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