Lu Li gradually became familiar with Anna's appearance.
This means that the boundary between reality and dreams is disappearing over time. Anna appears around her day and night, and Lu Li no longer thinks that she really exists.
The purpose of the pure white stone is not only to help Lu Li remember his old love and eliminate the need for sleep, but its real purpose is to allow him to control the person who falls asleep.
The Ever Dreamer didn't tell Lu Li how to do it, but it was not difficult to guess: touch the pure white fragments and use the power of the dreamer.
Lu Li waited for the residents to fall asleep, touching the pure white fragments, and Yu Anna appeared on Anne's branches, swaying her legs and singing as she slipped into sleep.
Countless bizarre dreams unfolded from afar, and his consciousness drifted across the dreamless lake shrouded in nothingness, visiting the residents of sweet dreams.
Little Amy was chased by a scary monster, her childish face full of fear, as if she would wake up from the nightmare at any time. As Lu Li arrived, the monster suddenly expanded and exploded, and candy fell from the sky. Amy cheered as she picked up the candy, peeling off the sugar coating and putting it in her mouth.
tuck into pocket;
Little Amy, who was sleeping on her side and had shortness of breath, gradually calmed down.
The unknown residents were soaked in the rotten mud and slowly sank, almost drowning their mouths and noses. Then, the thick mud melted into clear hot water, forming a warm hot spring that made people physically and mentally comfortable;
His brows gradually relaxed.
The unknown resident huddled in the cold night. The ice and snow covering his body robbed him of his body temperature, but could not take away his faith in the land of light. At this time, a ray of light broke through the dark clouds, tearing the clouds apart, the ice and snow melted, and the warm sunshine spread.
his body;
The residents who kicked off their blankets fell asleep peacefully.
The twisted cultist was covered in thorns and walked on the sharp thorns. The rugged road it walked was covered with blood and minced meat, only for the twisted figure on the throne on the top of the mountain. Its movements became slower and slower, and its wounds became more and more serious.
Serious. When he was about to fall at the foot of the mountain, the mountain trembled and collapsed into a plain, the rugged road became flat, and the spikes turned into a soft grass blanket;
The twisted cultists who were crawling in the room and praying in sleep no longer trembled.
"Please don't drive me away..." Wei Lun begged the twisted cultist who held him up, "I have never betrayed the camp, and the brotherhood is no longer close. Don't let me leave, please..." Shi
The slimy Twisted Cultist ignored his prayers and led him close to the wooden wall and approached a house. "Happy birthday!" Brotherhood members and Valendo cheered, and the Twisted Cultist put down his stunned Wei Lun;
Wei Lun, who was tossing and turning, gradually stabilized.
Greenwald ran anxiously in the narrow underground passage. There was no scary and weird monster chasing him. He was chasing the scary and weird monster, or the figure on his shoulder. "Melissa! No" Greenwald
The husband watched in despair as the monster jumped into the abyss carrying his niece, and threw himself on the edge of the cliff in pain. "Uncle Werewolf..." A faint cry rang out, and Greenwolf, who raised his head, saw his niece clinging to the edge of the cliff;
Greenwolf, whose face was full of tears and his beard was wet, no longer shed tears.
…
Lu Li escaped from the dream and floated in the void filled with only strange and bizarre light groups.
Feeling the illusory dream in the ethereal dream, Lu Li is indeed gradually becoming familiar with the power of the dreamer. Perhaps as time goes by, it does not require emotional outbursts and near death to release the dreamer.
At that time, Lu Li might be able to master a musket with a long enough range to fight against strange things without the need for external force.
Looking into the distance, eternal nothingness envelopes the edge of the camp. The banyan tree guards will not dream.
Looking further afield, there are countless light groups mixed with colorful and old colors in the direction of Old Belfast, forming an eerie and fantastic scenery.
Compared with the brilliant colors represented by sweet dreams, nightmares are like disgusting colors that have been overturned on the palette and mixed together.
Before that, Lu Li needed to observe carefully to distinguish what was a sweet dream and what was a nightmare.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Li turned to the void outside the shack.
If the shack represents Belfast at night in the old days, the place where the believers rest is a lonely farmhouse in the wilderness.
A faded ball of light not surrounded by dreams floats alone on the edge. There is Joseph Manor.
…
Fighting and screams, cries and roars mixed with metal collisions resounded throughout the city burning with blood and fire.
The protection formed by plate armor and canned armor was retreating in front of the intruders, and they worked hard to protect the beautiful and weak Princess Roland in the center.
But every moment, guards fell, like bread eaten by ants.
When the last person fell, Princess Roland faced the ferocious wolf-like enemies around her alone.
"I am Roland Toyaragon, Princess Roland, the last scion of the Toyaragon royal family."
Princess Roland picked up the blood-stained sword and raised it high.
"The Toaragon royal family will never surrender!"
clang
The sound of weapons falling suddenly sounded, and the enemy's weapons fell one after another. Then like a wave, the crowd surrounding Princess Roland put down their weapons and surrendered to the ground.
Only Princess Roland stood, holding a sword that was too thin for her thin body.
Lu Li was about to leave quietly at this time, but the bright eyes of "Mother of the Swamp" suddenly fell on the place where his consciousness existed: "Why did you break into my dream?"
Lu Li's body condensed in front of her.
"Are you awake?"
The tip of the great sword was inserted into the soil, and the Swamp Mother revealed the meaning of her actions.
"I know everything that happened in the dream... I am remembering the pain that the war has brought to my family, and I am also deepening the memory of human identity."
When leaving the dreamland of the Swamp Mother, Lu Li discovered that the distinction between dreams was more detailed. Dreams were filled with wonderful colors, while nightmares were filled with the smell of carrion.
Do dreams of powerful creatures confer higher proficiency?
Lu Li observed the dream of the Swamp Mother again, and the sweet pink aura of light spread out from the edge.
To confirm whether his guess was correct, Lu Li returned to the dreamland of the Swamp Mother again.
The dream quickly melted and collapsed, and the bedroom in the remaining sight instantly turned into a sunny garden with fragrant flowers and plants.
"What happened?"
The Swamp Mother in the form of Princess Roland sat under the parasol, avoiding Lu Li's gaze.
"The proficiency I give you by changing your dreams is higher."
"I am a god, so it is natural for me." She looked at the fairyland-like garden stream: "If you need it, I can turn your dream into a nightmare."
"Tomorrow."
Lu Li was already feeling tired. Sneaking into the dreams of ordinary people was obviously different from sneaking into the dreams of supernatural gods.
"In addition, we may also need to test whether we can sneak into the dreamland of the gods."
If he could sneak into the dreams of the alien gods silently, it meant that Lu Li could harm them without contact, provided that they had a dream, or Lu Li could drag them into a dream.
Farewell to the Mother of the Swamp, Lu Li ended his dream journey and woke up from the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake.
The agate lake outside the window reflected the stars in the sky, and Anna's body gradually faded away.
Tonight, everyone at Agate Lake Camp has sweet dreams.
