The black crow flapped its wings and flew towards the outline of the sea, carrying a note for Andrea to dock in the bay near the town.
On the second floor of the coastal hut, Andrea, who was watching the sea in the distance, approached the town. When the invisible black crows on the deck turned into black dots and flew back to the town, falling into the room, Ophelia closed the window and returned to the story.
Passing by Lu Li.
"So is it [Lighthouse] or [Dream Man] that works?" Pusius suddenly realized that only Lu Li could see the mist, and why he suddenly disappeared: Lu Li woke up from a dream... No, it was Lu Li
Wake up from the second level of dreamland and come to the first level.
"Maybe a little of both."
The lighthouse can detect illusions and make Lu Li realize that this is a dream. The dreamer can control the dream and let Lu Li kill the enemy in the dream.
The vast, indescribable great existence still has terrifying power even in dreams and imaginations.
"If you... master... sneak into... the dreamland, you will no longer be... unable to... fight against... some... existences."
Although his body is still frail and constraining Lu Li, Lu Li, who has the power to control dreams, can already deal with the enemy. Especially after the power of the Lord of the Deep Sea and the power of Pusius's dreams were removed from his ribs, they were as if they had been "dream-like".
】Absorb, the cursed title produces incomprehensible changes.
It may be good, it may be bad.
Pusius suggested that he or Ophelia could sneak into his or Ophelia's dream practice tonight. Ophelia also said, "If... you... allow... to enter... my dream."
In any case, although the power of dreaming has many shackles, Lu Li is no longer a standard exorcist who can only use a psychic gun and his left hand for melee combat.
Taking advantage of the half hour of darkness left, Lu Li and the believers searched around the house for other houses in the town, eliminating dangers and looking for useful things.
In other words, things that can be deposited to merchants and sold by merchants.
Anthony, the businessman next to the stand-in, rejected the faded door panel removed from a certain room sent by a fanatic believer. Lu Li divided the scope for them: books, newspapers, homologous materials, food, and intact tools.
Although furniture can indeed be traded through merchants, Lu Li doesn't want to waste the only three merchants selling furniture. At least not now.
The rocky mountain that was divided into two halves had already cracked into a gap of a hundred meters, and fragments continued to fall off from the other end, continuing to move away.
Maybe when they set off at dawn tomorrow, they won't be able to see the other half of the rocky mountain on the sea.
Lu Li knew that the islands were both extensions of the continental plate, but it was difficult for science to explain the problem of the islands "drifting" away. It would make much more sense to understand it from a mystical perspective: the remains of the God of the Deep suppressed St. Lina Island, making this place fortunately not to be used.
The shattered power of the Lennon Islands tore it apart. But after the remaining bodies were fused, the suppression was lost, and the power that cursed the Lennon Islands reappeared here.
Lu Li quietly looked around the street, where believers were flowing in and out of the houses like bees.
He felt like he was missing something.
"Mr. Lu Li, are you no longer able to gain strength by believing in the God of the Deep Sea?" Pusius, who suddenly remembered, interrupted Lu Li's thinking.
"I'm afraid so."
If the God of the Deep Sea had not changed his consciousness due to his awakening, Lu Li would not be stingy about his trust in his companions. But after the God of the Deep Sea left, he was no longer the God of the Deep Sea as promised. One day, after a certain fusion of the broken body, he
He will ignore his promise to Lu Li and force him into his faith.
What's scary is that Lu Li won't even be able to open it by then, and will only kowtow with enthusiasm and joy, thanking the ancients for their gift.
The Mother of the Swamp is not a suitable candidate either. She is still weak, and even if she owns the entire swamp forest, she is only a weak power god. It is even difficult to protect a small town in a deserted land.
My thoughts return to the present. At least one thing about the small town poster is right: most of the town residents are middle class.
What the believers brought back the most were the various books piled on the ground, which made Pusius jump in and roll around.
Professional books for various subjects account for half, and the rest are mostly geography, history books, story biographies and a small number of notebooks.
Lu Li ignored the cover with the title of the book written on it and looked through the notebooks.
Many notebooks are used to keep accounts and record daily life, which can help Lu Li understand to a certain extent what happened before the Lennon Islands were broken up. Just a dozen notebooks are enough for Lu Li to read for a long time.
[…When I returned to our respective homes, I couldn’t sleep. They didn’t see it, but I saw it… That was the body of God, and what was surging was not a river, but the power of God…]
The content he casually flipped through the page attracted Lu Li's attention. He turned back to the diary and started reading forward after reading this page.
This is a diary left by an archeology professor from a deserted land. It records that men in a small town accidentally explored a cave, and only he sensed the remains of the body.
The end of the diary is that after disaster struck the Lennon Islands, he decided to go to the cave to investigate the body and power of God, and then ended abruptly.
"Which house did this come from?"
Worshipers pointed toward the street a few houses away.
"Is there anything unusual there?"
After receiving a negative answer, Lu Li entered the house holding an oil lamp as night approached and became gloomy.
"You suspect...this is...the home of...the person who eats Him?" Ophelia guessed.
"Um."
Facts have proved that Lu Li's guess was right. He found a photo frame in the bedroom on the second floor with the window blocked, and inside it was a photo of a couple.
The blurry face of the husband in the photo is slightly distorted, but it is enough to be recognized as the man in the dream.
Lu Li paused at the distortion of the photo itself. God couldn't see it, but he almost succeeded.
Back on the street, let the merchant Anthony take away the items collected by the believers, and then Lu Li and the others returned to the hut along the coast.
"Mr. Lu Li, I seem to be feeling a little uncomfortable..."
Pusius, who had a book covered on his back and held it down with his two tails to prevent it from slipping, suddenly frowned and said.
"What's wrong?"
Ophelia knelt down and asked.
"My chest hurts a lot... It feels like it's being pulled out..." Pusius twisted in discomfort.
Ophelia took the book away and saw a conspicuous scratch on the bald patch of hair, oozing blood, that circled along its chest, as if trying to cut him open.
"There's...a curse in the house?"
Ophelia released her breath and subconsciously wrapped around Pusius.
Lu Li looked at Pusius's wounds and understood what he had missed.
The crushing force exerted on the Lennon Islands will also appear on them. Pusius was the first to have problems because he was weak.
"The problem is the Lennon Islands. It's going to break things here... Let's leave."
Lu Li said. Before Pusius's problem worsened, they retreated to the beach and boarded Andrea in a small boat. They had to sail in the deep sea at night when a strange fog was coming.
