With a crisp sound, Garen suddenly opened his eyes on the recliner. He didn't know when he lay down on the recliner and fell asleep.
He rubbed his head and slowly supported his body, feeling a pain all over his body.
"That one just now, is it true?"
Hesas's voice came out immediately.
'If you want to die, you can treat him as a fake. Nine-headed Dragon King Nadia, a legendary guy like this has actually appeared, and you actually made an appointment with her for a decisive battle here later, tsk tsk...
..I really don’t know how you have the courage to do so. This is not the way to seek death.'
"Will she let me go if I don't ask for a fight?" Garen sat up calmly.
'Of course not.'
"Then the difference between asking for a fight and not asking for a fight is the same?"
Garen stood up from the lounge chair. The surroundings were quiet, with the faint sound of crickets and crickets chirping. The black woods were dim and dim under the lights beside the swimming pool, looking mysterious and quiet.
A maid was sitting at the back door of the villa, holding on to the doorframe drowsily, her head almost hanging down on the small round table with bath towels next to it.
Garen recalled everything that had just happened, as if it was all just a dream.
He walked slowly around the swimming pool. There was no sign of damage to the entire swimming pool, just as usual.
Suddenly his eyes narrowed and he stopped by a white lounge chair on the right side of the swimming pool. He squatted down and slowly picked up a small thing from the ground beside the chair.
It was a coin that seemed to be made of some kind of copper, with a pattern of three intersecting rings on it.
He turned over the coin, and there was a ferocious dragon head pattern on it.
He suddenly recalled the coins in Nadia's hand when she left.
‘This is the coin she left behind. As a token and coordinates, with this thing here, no ordinary void creatures will come to interfere with you again in the future. Until she appears in person.’ Hesas explained.
Garen gently squeezed the coin. Vaguely, he felt as if he had seen something made of this material somewhere.
Suddenly, he quickly recalled a scene in his mind. Among the cultural relics he obtained from the man in black this time, one of the cultural relics was a similar metal copper mask, but the mask was slightly black, while the coin was
Brass color, but somehow. He just associates the two.
"What material is this thing made of?" Garen asked in a low voice.
'I don't know, maybe it was cast after Nadia joined the void creatures. Who knows, anyway, since she became a rebel, every time she killed the official opponent, she did not show respect. She would give out this coin. You ask this
Why? Who cares what material she is made of?' Hesas was a little puzzled.
"Nothing." Garen said no more.
It seems that he has to search for various cultural relics everywhere... I don't know when Nadia will come again next time, but it will definitely not be too late.
He remembered that mask inexplicably. If he started with that mask, he might have unexpected gains. Such an intuition vaguely emerged in his mind.
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In the universe of void dreams, in the endless darkness, two figures suddenly flashed past quickly, like two comets quickly cutting through the darkness, bringing out snow-white light.
This is the dark realm of dreams that no one has ever ventured into. It is a space realm where illusion and reality overlap. Everything here is an extension of consciousness and dreams. It is not the real material world that exists, but it can affect the world.
material world.
Two white comets quickly pulled out two long white tails and flashed past in the darkness.
In the white light, there are two tall and thin men and women. The man's eyebrows and hair are all red, a dark red like blood. His short hair is constantly rising back. He is wrapped in a white cloak and has a black thorn ring on his back.
pattern.
The woman has long blue hair hanging down to her waist, as soft as satin. Her facial features are exquisite, but her eyes have no sparkle at all. If you look closely, you can find that her eyes have no pupils, just two crystal beads like sapphires.
She was wearing light blue close-fitting soft armor, which seemed to have ripple-like white metal patterns on it. Her exquisite and beautiful curves were completely outlined by the soft armor, as if she was wearing a blue tights.
"This is already the dark room of Nadia's dream. She is definitely nearby." The man said in a low voice in ancient Chinese. "Elphith, can you see any movement?"
The blue-haired woman seemed to be listening to something. After a moment, she frowned slightly.
"She seemed to have fought with someone...the other person was not an ordinary character. The two destroyed the dream and separated. After that, Nadia left. Her specific whereabouts are unclear."
"Who can fight her?" The man also frowned, "Those white dolls alone are difficult to deal with."
"I don't know. Since we gave up the physical body and entered the void dreamland, my ability to see has become weaker and weaker. I have tested it and it is still normal when targeting other things. It's just that there is a problem with Nadia. I doubt it.
It's because she found some way to deal with my ability."
Elphith whispered.
"We are different from void creatures. They can draw power from the void of this dream, but we cannot."
"Should other stalkers have a solution?" the man asked.
"I don't know if there are any other stalkers, maybe there are only the two of us around here...it has been many years since there was any news from the headquarters." Elphith's voice became lower and lower.
Both of them gradually fell silent, as if they were in no mood to say anything more.
Nine-Headed Dragon King Nadia is a taboo term in the legends of many worlds. She has many names.
Good Demon King, Dragon Mother, Destruction Dragon, Spirit World Yuanzun, etc...
Her power is powerful and brilliant. Every time she dies, she is liberated, and her strength will continue to double. They have been hunting Nadia for countless years, and have experienced the feeling of despair and pain countless times.
Countless stalkers died at her hands, and they were deliberately spared every time because they were Nadia's original companions and friends. This only made them want to chase each other more, and truly kill her.
Ask clearly why he betrayed you.
But Nadia seemed to be hiding and hiding from them every time.
"There seems to be the presence of other stalkers in this world..." Elphith suddenly said.
"Other stalkers? Is it the prophet Kamedo? Or the flaming sickle, or the giant Sisyphus?" the man asked in a low voice. The people he mentioned were all stalkers they had known over the years, although they were far inferior to Na.
Dia is powerful, but each one has an extremely unique secret method of escape, so they can survive intact to this day. Together with these people, they may be the last pursuers of Guyin Duo.
The vast majority of the remaining are ordinary hunters who are no longer qualified, that is, ordinary people who cannot reach a certain height in practicing secret martial arts. Together, they can at most deal with void bugs. As for white dolls, void devourers and the like,
level, it is far beyond what they can resist.
No matter how powerful you are in the real world, if you are not trained in the dream world, you can only be a piece of fat meat that can be slaughtered by others.
Among the last remnants of Guyinduo, they are the only ones who can freely track Nadia's whereabouts in the dream void and deal with attacks from other void creatures. They are the protectors of the entire remnants.
The final glory of warlocks may only end with their generation.
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In the void of dreams, in a dark area.
A group of bubble-like red balloons suddenly appeared in the area. It was only as big as a fist at first, and then quickly expanded, becoming as big as blowing air.
Soon, the red bubble had an area of one kilometer in radius.
Inside the bubble.
Nadia was wearing a moon-white waist skirt, holding a huge silver sword lightly in her hand. She was standing quietly on an ancient battlefield with blood flowing everywhere. This was the scene inside the bubble.
The sky over the ancient battlefield was a blood-colored sickle moon. There were no stars, and the sky was blood red. The land was full of black hills and ravines, and blood was constantly flowing in the gullies and hills, making a tidal sound as if there was life.
Time passed by minute by minute, Nadia closed her eyes slightly, as if she was waiting for something.
A few days later, suddenly, blood splashed on the black ground directly in front of her, and a huge doll with its head covered in black slowly climbed up from the ground.
Ouch...
They let out trembling roars, as if they separated from the earth and emerged from the ground. They were about the same height and shape as the white dolls, but the difference was that their entire bodies were covered with armor-like black spikes, making them look extremely ferocious.
Each of these black dolls is more than six meters tall. They line up in a queue and consciously form an orderly array. They are so densely packed that it is almost impossible to count how many there are.
"Nadia?" A deep man's voice came from far away from the array. "What are you doing here? This is my lair, not a place for you to travel."
"Nothing, just walking around out of boredom." Nadia opened her eyes and said calmly. She glanced at the densely packed black dolls, "Is this the latest unit you mobilized? It looks very annoying..."
She suddenly grasped the three-meter-long sword.
“Densely densely packed, it’s annoying to look at it!!”
With a clang, the big knife was pulled out from the ground.
"Three Auroras!"
Before the voice fell, three rays of silver-white sword light suddenly shot out, turning into three vortexes of silver-white sword light, and instantly swept towards the dense black doll.
Centered at Nadia's feet, three whirlpools of silver light with a diameter of tens of meters suddenly flew out, like three big silver mouths, and rushed into the black puppet team.
"Nadia!!" The voice roared with fright and anger. It was mixed with the crazy screams of the black dolls. But it was to no avail. Three groups of silver whirlpool sword lights actively devoured the black doll troops at extremely fast speeds.
In just ten seconds, a large number of black puppet troops were completely wiped out with only their stumps and broken arms. (To be continued...)