It will pull everything into another unfamiliar trajectory at some inadvertent moment.
To be honest, when Yi Chun woke up from his deep sleep and looked at the surrounding world quite briskly.
He found that this was somewhat inconsistent with his plan.
According to Yi Chun's original idea, he planned to build a prototype of a dream world first.
Then, through the inheritance of elite spiritual green skins, you can obtain legendary endless points.
Then strengthen your related talents in weaving the dream world.
Finally, through a certain period of hard work, the prototype of the dream world will be gradually perfected.
To defend against the Burning Legion, there is no definite time of invasion.
It’s just that the current change is not bad...
Yi Chun closed his eyes slightly, feeling his current state.
Yi Chun could feel that his consciousness was connected to some kind of magnificent existence.
And when he tried to put his consciousness into it.
Just like turning his head back, Yi Chun's perception field naturally switched to an extremely magnificent field of view!
Yi Chun saw the rolling mountains and green plains.
The greenskins turned into plants one after another and grew on the earth.
This is Arnold's dream world!
Soon, Yi Chun felt the subtle overlap between the dream world and the material world.
A mountain is not only majestic and majestic in the dream world, but also silently nurtures many lives in the material world.
But generally speaking, the relationship between the dream world and the material world overlaps.
The material world is always in a certain "upper level", or more "explicit" state.
But maybe it’s because the Arnold dream world is not a pure world dream.
Or maybe it's because the large number of green skins gives the dream world a more "heavy" weight.
Therefore, Arnold's dream world is now in a more explicit state.
Simply put, for the vast majority of plane travelers.
They cannot directly descend into Arnold's material world.
Rather, you need to first pass through the more outer dream world before you can enter the real material world.
Of course, if Yi Chun takes the lead.
They don't even have to stay in the dream world, but can directly descend into the material world.
After all, the dream world and the material world actually overlap at the level of physical space.
Yi Chun shook his body. At this moment, he was in the form of the element-devouring beast.
The power of the dream master allows him to rewrite the rules of the world like an instinct.
For a being who has mastered the mediation of creation, this is naturally the most wonderful thing.
But Yi Chun's eyes widened and he looked around for a long time.
In the end, Yi Chun didn't change anything.
It's not because he has any worries about it or doesn't know what to do.
But he feels that Arnold's dream world seems pretty good now.
After all, this is also his own dream world...
Yi Chun yawned out of boredom.
He suddenly felt sleepy again.
The power of the dream master allows him to obtain a sufficiently pleasant experience from deep sleep.
It is not just the imaginary satisfaction of desires, but a kind of lightness that starts from the body and mind and originates from the soul.
Yi Chun felt inexplicably that he seemed to understand those giant dragons who always liked to lie down in their lairs and sleep soundly.
It's just desire - whether it starts from the hormones secreted by those glands or the feedback from the deep soul, it should not be overindulged.
There is no need to rigidly suppress it, nor to bluntly let it go.
It should be there, like a doe running in the forest, or a flock of birds flying in noisy flight.
Yi Chun slowly stood up, he had awakened in the spiritual sea of light.
And just as Yi Chun was thinking, he should continue his plan to harvest the legendary endless wild points.
Or when improving in other aspects.
Suddenly his heart moved and he noticed some information.
There are some alien beings trying to enter Anold.
Is it the Burning Legion?
Or some other unintentional intruder?
Yi Chun narrowed his eyes slightly, the power of the dream master lingering in his claws...
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"We only need to pass through this desert of dreams, and we can reach the world forgotten by the evil god."
Zelazzeri-Ghor opened the map wrapped in many secret spells, which was full of complicated pictures and confusing words.
His fingertips lightly traced the rough surface of the map, pointing to an area that looked like ink stains and said.
After listening to his words, the expressions of the team members standing behind him did not change much.
In order to isolate themselves from the contamination of the evil god's power, they can only suppress their emotions.
But it's all in vain.
The evil god's pollution can corrupt even dead things.
What's more, it is a life with fresh flesh and blood.
That evil whisper is constantly corroding their minds.
Every moment, like an irreversible toothache, it gradually pulls them into an abyss that no mortal can look directly into in a more twisted and tortured way...
But they bear too much.
Just like a mortal thing that carries aging and immaturity, wandering on the edge of knowing destiny.
Death is a heavy weight that is difficult to escape...
There is no dust in the dream world, and the exhaustion of constantly escaping from many worlds still leaves a profound mark on their faces.
They dare not walk in the physical world.
Because, compared to the soul protected by cipher text.
The corruption of the body is more rapid and difficult to stop.
"Can we really get rid of the evil god there?"
One female team member murmured.
This confused murmur attracted everyone's attention.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
She looked at the strange look in everyone's eyes and said in a panicked tone.
Then, in the next moment, she understood.
She shouldn't be panicking at this moment...
She clenched her left hand tightly.
There was some kind of moist, elastic feedback at the place where the nails should have been in contact with the palm...
She knew there was an extra eye there.
Without too many words, she looked at everyone deeply with longing eyes.
Then, a stinging pain penetrated her heart.
Her soul separated from the astral world and returned to her body.
But it is no longer a warm protective layer, but the endless coldness of the void.
The abundant moisture in her flesh and blood quickly condensed, and her nostalgic pupils were frozen in the lonely void.
Perhaps, she will be like countless objects in the void, floating in the vast universe.
Perhaps at some distant time, it was pulled by a certain planet.
Then, in the intertwining with a certain material trajectory, it disappeared like weathering...
"Go away, don't pity the dead."
"We still carry the hope of the living"
Zelazeli-Gur looked at everyone and said.
Then, he took the lead and left.
This is their destiny, they are pursuing eternal silence...
Not far away, a huge dream cast a deep shadow, shrouding them...
