It couldn't be such a coincidence, right? Downey felt inexplicable weirdness and fear, like a big hand holding his heart tightly, making it difficult to breathe.
"Are you guys having nightmares?" he asked anxiously. Even though he tried hard to keep his voice steady and normal, after he spoke, it still drifted away like smoke at night.
"Yes." Carl adjusted his breathing first and answered Donnie's question. Then he glanced at Sami and the others with his beautiful, clear silver-purple eyes, and said majestically, "I dreamed that Sami was being raped.
Possessed by his own ghost, he lost consciousness and walked to the center of the 'Eternal Sleeping Cemetery'. In order to find out the reason, Donnie Jones and I followed him..."
"Me too!" Before Karl could finish his words, Downey and Jones blurted out at the same time, with horrified expressions and eyes. How many people in the dormitory had the same nightmare?
Isn't this too weird?
Is there really a ghost lingering in the dormitory, secretly affecting everyone? Or is the collective cursed?
Downey swallowed hard, and cold sweat gathered on his forehead, dripping down his face, and he felt the fear and terror he had never experienced before.
"Are you all the same? You followed Sami into the tomb, saw the 'Primary Body', and found something sealed under it?" Karl's voice was a little higher, as if he was equally surprised and scared, but also faintly excited.
Jones said in a blank tone: "Well, when we passed through the tomb tunnel, the mummies, dracolich, ghosts and other undead creatures still turned a blind eye to us. It turned out to be because we were dreaming... I said, it's impossible for everyone to be as 'hidden' as me.
'Talent, but, but, why was I noticed, affected, and had the same dream as you..."
In fear and shock, he kept mumbling to himself, as if he didn't believe that he, who had no sense of existence, would be involved in this strange thing. Only at this time did he truly show the behavior of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.
Mind.
The more he listened, the more certain Downey became. Everyone had indeed had the same nightmare, and it was a nightmare from different perspectives. Or it could be said that he and others were being manipulated to complete an opera.
How could such a weird thing happen!
"Where are you, Sammy? What did you dream about?" Karl jumped out of bed and looked at Sammy with bright eyes. He was wearing a thin shirt and his back was straight.
Sammy was sitting on the bed, and the ghost behind him seemed to have lost his vitality and was wandering lazily. He never spoke and seemed to be still immersed in a nightmare.
Hearing Karl's question, Sami shivered all over, and all the remaining confusion on his face turned into fear: "I, I dreamed that I was being summoned by something, and I was walking forward uncontrollably, all the way.
Above, there was darkness and silence, like the final destination in the legend. Later, later, the huge corpse composed of countless intelligent creatures appeared, which made me wake up. I felt that I seemed to have entered a dream-like world, and I struggled to wake up.
I came, but I couldn't wake up, until, until I really felt death..."
His voice was like talking in a dream, not clear enough, but it was enough for Carl, Donnie and others to understand that Sami had the same nightmare! It was just that he felt it from his own perspective, with his eyes closed tightly and from the perspective of being possessed by a ghost.
of.
"Karl, this matter is too weird. I don't think we can solve it on our own. How about we report to the college at dawn?"
Fat Jones and Sammy immediately nodded in agreement. Although they each have talents and are inevitably a little arrogant in their hearts, they are still underage children after all and do not even have the strength of a formal magician. After suddenly encountering something completely beyond their imagination,
They will definitely be in a panic, looking for someone they can rely on, and there is no doubt that the academy with many high-level magicians and even magicians is the pillar of their hearts.
The main reason why he asked Carl was that Downey realized from his dream that he had a cat-like curiosity and desire to explore, which might encourage him to investigate secretly, so he first used questioning to dispel his eagerness, and,
He has a deep background and may be able to see something and give valuable suggestions.
Karl walked a few steps back and forth in the dormitory, and suddenly said in a low voice: "What if it is a secret experiment of the college?"
"What? An experiment from the academy?" Three surprised voices sounded one after another, with shock and disbelief evident.
"I'm just saying that in case, after all, this possibility cannot be ruled out. Maybe one of the instructors in the college is studying the relationship between the soul and dreams? This seems to be different from ordinary dreams based on brain structure. If this is secret, it is not
If we report the experiment to the academy rashly if we are willing to let other arcanists know about it, we might be..." Karl made a motion of cutting his throat.
Donnie was horrified and said with a slightly trembling voice: "It's just possible..."
His voice gradually became lower, because he found that this was indeed very possible! This is inside the Heidler Mystery Lock and the "Tower of Life". Anyone who wants to secretly influence himself and others will have a hard time escaping the induction, unless, unless the induction fails.
will be processed...
The entire dormitory suddenly became extremely quiet, with only the sound of thin breathing indicating that there were still living things.
"But we are just magic apprentices..." Sammy frowned and said, clutching the velvet quilt tightly with both hands, with veins bulging on the back of his hands.
Jones sat at the foot of the bed like a ghost, seeming to be trying his best to conceal his presence: "Don't scare yourself. If it's a secret experiment of the academy, we can't escape it, so why not take a gamble? I don't want to be like this every day.
Having nightmares, waiting for the end day by day, pinning my hope on the people behind the scenes not having any malicious intentions! I don’t want it!”
He has been working as a secret reporter for nearly two years, and he is still able to think rationally, but when it comes to the latter part, he also shows a kind of hysteria.
"Everyone has the same nightmare... This level of strength is simply not something we can investigate secretly..." Downey could barely keep his cool.
Karl smiled unexpectedly, like stars lighting up in the dark dormitory, and water lilies blooming: "I know, what I mean is, don't rush to report to the college, I have secret channels to contact the outside world, I will
Pass this matter on. Ask professionals to analyze the reasons and give suggestions. After all, there are several ways to achieve a nightmare for several people at the same time. We are not able to judge which one it is now. We will make a decision later. It is better to wait.
Rescue, or report to the academy."
"We just need to wait one more day, and there shouldn't be much danger."
Secret channel? Professional? Downey suddenly remembered Karl's profound background, and suddenly saw the light in the dark, and said slightly excitedly: "Is it really possible? Then I'll leave it to you!"
With Karl's identity, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with such a sneaky behind-the-scenes conspirator!
If he really had terrifying strength, why would he hide in the shadows? He would have stood up to overthrow the parliament and do what he wanted to do!
Jones and Sammy were equally excited and looked at Karl together until Karl nodded slightly. They quietly breathed a sigh of relief. One shrank further into the corner, and the other looked around with twitching eyelids.
"I thought you would encourage us to investigate and explore on our own..." Downey said casually while relaxing.
Karl chuckled: "Do I seem to be such a reckless person who doesn't know my priorities?"
Like! Donnie, Sammy and Jones all thought to themselves.
"I have a keen premonition inherited from my parents. When I feel that something cannot be solved by myself, I will ask someone for help." Karl said with a slight expression of contentment, "When daybreak, I will pass on the matter and then go to listen to Fei.
Mr. Lippe’s public class.”
He seemed to have suddenly forgotten his previous fear and fear, and became "carefree" again.
"Yes, Mr. Felipe's open class, I have to seize the time to catch up on my sleep." Sami nodded, looking like he was very eager to sleep, and he didn't feel like he had just had a nightmare.
Although Felipe's expertise is not in the field of ghosts, he is the most well-known necromancer in the past two or three decades. Therefore, Sami also admires him and wants to attend his public classes.
As he spoke, Sami lay down again, and within a minute, the three of them heard his familiar breathing again when he was sleeping.
Karl raised his eyebrows: "I suddenly envied him. He said he could fall asleep when he fell asleep and didn't worry about insomnia at all."
"Your focus is completely wrong..." Jones whispered. He dared to sleep at this time. How slow and confused his brain must be. "My roommates are indeed monsters..."
Donnie glanced at him, "Same to you, I'm the only one who's normal!"
However, according to Karl, the huge undead creature I saw was the "original body"?
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Outside Hedler Academy of Magic, tombstones are slanted, and the tombs behind them are scattered around a huge tomb in a messy but mysterious manner.
Two figures descended from the gray sky of the Undead Realm. A young man with baby-faced blond hair smiled and said to the man next to him: "Mr. Felipe, this time we plan to establish a branch of the genetics laboratory in the college.
?”
He seemed to have borrowed the power of the Mystery Chain, so he was able to make sounds in the "Eternal Sleeping Cemetery".
Felipe still had a tall nose and thin lips, was tall and handsome, and had a sick look on his face. He put his hands in the pockets of his long black windbreaker, looked around, and said briefly: "Here we can avoid many factors that affect research."
He only wears two badges on his chest, one is the badge of the Arcane Review Committee member "holding a quill", and the other is a badge that looks like a pale palm. There is no arcane badge or magic badge.
Seeing that Felipe was not communicating in depth, the baby-faced man smiled and did not dare to ask any more questions. He accompanied him through the "Eternal Sleeping Cemetery" and walked towards the main entrance of the college.
Suddenly, Felipe stopped and looked suddenly at the dark tomb in the center, his eyes narrowed slightly.
His expression seemed unchanged, but overall he became a little more gloomy.
"Mr. Felipe?" the baby-faced man asked doubtfully.
Felipe took his white-gloved right hand out of his pocket and pointed to the center: "The smell of death there seems to be a little stronger."
"This?" The baby-faced man didn't think this was a problem at all.
Felipe snorted coldly, without explaining, and directly ordered: "After the open class, give me the information recorded by Misuo in the last three days." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster. !