He dreamed of a large ship filled with shackled black-skinned slaves. Salomon did not hear any shouts from the oarsmen. The large ship with black sails was as silent as a dead man as it sailed into the port.
Even the slaves never uttered a sob, only the sound of the collision of iron chains replaced their throats. He stood in the garden high in the port, overlooking the black galleys in the port. Behind him were the large bushes of roses and evergreens in full bloom.
The non-stop silver-white fountain, withered yellow leaves everywhere, the white marble statue's face blurred, and the skirt corners cracked.
Along with the salty breeze blowing across the sea and the towering cliffs, even the red and white roses blooming behind Salomon could not stop the strange stench from the black galley. He saw a businessman with an exaggerated big mouth coming from the
When he got off the boat, he had squinting eyes, and there were two bulges on the turban he was wrapped in. The businessman's face was repulsive, but his products were popular - they were extremely beautiful large rubies, which were the core of this building.
As the only way to obtain rubies in the city, the sailors could only endure the stench and smoke the strongest tobacco to suppress their nausea.
Salomon walked down the stairs. In his dream, he seemed to be wearing a golden robe with extremely gorgeous patterns. He came to the cobblestone pier, passed by sailors carrying vegetables and seafood, and passed by drunken people.
The prostitutes and clients, and the businessman wearing a headscarf quickly lowered their heads and bowed respectfully to him after seeing him. Salomon didn't know why others respected him so much, but he didn't mind other people's politeness.
Enduring the stench, he greeted the businessman with a smile.
The businessman opened his mouth and said a lot of words that he didn't understand in that disgusting voice, but Salomon felt that he should understand. The businessman smiled and took out a strange
The wine bottle was hollowed out from a large piece of ruby, with strange patterns carved on it. Matching it, there were two ruby wine glasses. The businessman motioned to Salomon to taste the wine he had brought.
.
For some reason, the mystic didn't resist the invitation. He poured the wine into the cup. But just as he was about to drink the cup, he was interrupted by a cat's roar. Immediately afterwards, there was a series of cats singing.
There was a sound, and Salomon looked around. Many fat cats suddenly appeared and crowded the dock. They hooked Salomon's robe with their claws and climbed up his shoulders and arms. There were so many of these cats, orange
There were black and white ones, tortoiseshell ones, snow-white ones, pure black ones, long-haired ones and short-haired ones, so that Salomon had to drop the wine glass in his hand and hold these furry guys in his arms. Those who could not
The cat pounced on the businessman and scratched the businessman with its claws until the businessman fled.
When Salomon threw down the ruby wine glass, the anger of these cats disappeared immediately. They purred sweetly instead, rubbed against the mystic's legs, and covered his robe with various short hairs.
The fat cat seemed to be gray. It skillfully got into the most comfortable place in Salomon's arms, and it purred the loudest.
It was a bad dream, nothing good came from it except the cats.
Salomon suddenly sat up from the bed, and the Cheshire cat sleeping peacefully on his chest fell onto the pile of quilts. The cold silver key on his chest made the mystic wake up completely. He felt that his
Cold sweat covered my back.
The cat woke up from its sweet dream and screamed dissatisfied. It was not injured, just a little angry. The mystic reached out and touched its round, furry gray head, and then retracted before the cat hugged his arm.
. He reached out and picked up the wand on the bedside and pressed it on his temple, extracted the dream he still remembered and put it into a glass bottle - he still remembered some of that dream. This was not the first time he dreamed of that dock and that
He is a businessman. Every time he is unable to control himself in his dreams, but every time, the cats come to help him.
Ever since he received the warning about the Hellbreather incident, that dream has been coming to him in the middle of the night from time to time. This was not his initiative, and he didn't know who put these dreams into his mind. The only thing that was certain was
The thing is, this weird dream is not a good thing.
Salomon didn't know what would happen if he drank the wine handed to him by the merchant in his dream, but it would definitely be as bad as this dream.
After knowing his symptoms, the Supreme Master specifically asked him to record every dream. The Supreme Master also asked Salomon to sleep at the Kama Taj headquarters before solving the problem. The Supreme Master went there.
Wallonia sought a solution and has yet to return.
He would be much safer here.
Maybe this matter is related to the awakening of the one-eyed alien, maybe the demon from the dream dimension has invaded his dream, or maybe this is Mephisto's trick, but until more information is revealed, even the Venerable can't
It’s certain that the dream-protecting spell cast by the Supreme Mage cannot always protect Salomon, because the spell is time-limited. He must learn to seek the power of Hogos to protect himself, or drink the Secret of All Spirits.
Take medicine and have a lucid dream.
But after the effect of the medicine or spell ends, this dream will always come unexpectedly. Fortunately, there are still those cats.
The Mystic Mage knows where his allies come from. The king sitting on the opal throne is protecting his dream, but if he still can't solve the problem, this dream will always haunt him. Maybe he gives up the silver key on his chest.
, after saying goodbye completely to the ultimate mystery of the universe, giving up the pursuit of the divergence of destiny, and letting the gods control him, he can gain peace of mind.
Damn Nyarlathotep! This must be His trick! Salomon first found the person to blame. Without knowing the culprit, it was definitely right to blame Naia first.
Salomon sighed and picked up the cat. He tucked the warm Cheshire cat into the quilt and tried to fall asleep again. Due to the jet lag, Salomon's sleeping time coincided with the training time of the apprentices.
, he could only put the quilt over his head to block out all the noise.
He was very tired, both mentally and physically. He needed sleep, but he was likely to fall into a weird dream again. But it didn't matter, Salomon unlocked the stigmata - since this dream was weird enough, then try
Let’s see how long this dream can last under the huge memory.
Casilios immediately handed over command after learning about this incident and rushed back from Canada. When Salomon got up to eat, he happened to meet him. In other words, this was no coincidence. Casilios was
Waiting for him, before that, he had just had a quarrel with Mordo. Mordo thought that Casilios was too irresponsible and handed over the tasks given by the Lord to others, and Casilios blamed Mo
Too indifferent to his peers.
"What's wrong?" he asked, "you look tired."
"Uh-huh~" Salomon shook his head listlessly, holding two white porcelain bowls, one large and one small, in his arms. The large bowl contained rice, meat and vegetables, and the small bowl was filled with fish. This was what he and
Cheshire Cat's lunch. He has no appetite, and the bland taste is just right for him now.
"Maybe you should have a glass of whiskey." Casilios shrugged and followed Salomon to his seat. "Believe me, you won't have dreams after drinking."
"Have you ever had such a dream?" Salomon asked.
"Are you talking about bad dreams?" Cassilios was silent for a while, "There are many, just like you, those dreams linger in my mind day and night, and I dream about her every day."
"she?"
"My wife." Casilios's voice sank with the corners of his eyes, "I dream about her every night. I dream that she is alive and then dead, and every night she dies in front of me.
Every time I am resurrected, I feel heartbroken. Your Majesty thinks I am unable to let go of my obsession..."
"But this is the handiwork of the Demon God from Extra Dimensions." Salomon interrupted Casilios's thoughts. He didn't want Casilios to continue thinking. "The Lord is right, the Demon God from Extra Dimensions will penetrate into our hearts."
Every crack in it, trying to influence our thoughts.”
"No, I want to resurrect her." Cassilios said, "Magic can do this, I firmly believe it."
"It's been too long, Cassilios, it's been too long." Salomon said, "You also know what people are after they can resurrect from the dead. They are undead creatures, not human beings. Those things have no human feelings.
.People resurrected using black magic will not have their own consciousness, their thoughts will be changed by negative energy, and they are no longer the same people."
"Then what did you dream about? Did Your Majesty help you solve it?" Casilios changed the subject calmly, "You look troubled."
"I believe it was the work of the demon god from another dimension, but I'm not sure who it is yet. Is it a nightmare or something more terrifying?" Salomon yawned and caught the cat that was dozing in the secret robe.
Come out and put it on the table. "Eat quickly, boiled fish without salt." After settling the pet, he looked at Casilios again, "When I am sure who is disturbing my dream, I will
I can make a targeted defense - if the defense fails, I will seek help from Emperor Weishan. Whether I let the devil enter my brain or let Emperor Weishan enter my brain, it seems the same to me."
"I envy you." Casilios sighed, "I really do."
"What are you envious of?"
"I envy your thoughts, junior brother, you seem to have always been brave."
"I'm scared, Cassilios. Really, don't believe it. Every time I sleep now, it's like walking on a tightrope. Do you think I don't want to fall into the arms of the witch?" Salomon muttered in his throat.
After a few calls, he said, "But fear can't solve the problem, nor can you blame yourself. The only way is to kill the initiator."
"Fear and bravery are not in conflict, child. This is what I envy you the most. You always have the courage to fight back."
"You might as well say I'm petty!"
"Ha, you are a person who can even pull off the wings of a fly."