Shaman from Afar

"what--!"

The gray robe suddenly opened his eyes and tried to adapt in the endless darkness.

Fear, falling, falling into the sky ... I feel like I woke up from a dream, strangely abnormal.

Grabbing the sword in his hand tightly, the gray robe gasped quickly, looking around instinctively.

"What is this place?!"

His face was horrified. In the darkness, he could no longer feel the whereabouts and figures of other night watchmen ... No, not even a little light, sound and temperature!

What is this place and what is going on here? Is it ... an illusion?

In fright, he bit his teeth and forced to calm down, not letting his body lose control because of fear.

This irresistible ice cold, cone-shaped biting ...

"The empire's night watchman, Rout Infinite's dog ... will you be afraid too?"

The calm and indifferent voice of the dark-haired wizard came from his ears, with a little sarcasm.

"Loren Turin ?!"

The gray robe turned back suddenly, and his face was so ugly that he couldn't judge the position of the opponent's voice!

"Where are you?!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a chuckle in the darkness.

"Before talking about this, I want to ask you what you think of what you see in front of you." Loren said unconsciously, ignoring his fear:

"Did you feel particularly lonely, dark, and cold, almost desperate?"

The horrified gray-robed man didn't answer, and stepped forward step by step according to the memory before falling into the darkness, the sword in his hand had been raised.

Although I ca n’t see, I ca n’t hear ... But all the night watchmen have been trained to walk in the dark, and they can walk out of a straight line within a hundred steps.

"I'm very bad at making names." In the dark, Loren's voice continued to sound: "This high-order curse was originally not intended to be used-because the cost is too great, the risk is too great; this is everything Hugh, the last resort to let go. "

"So, the dream of solitude ... is the dream of despair."

despair?

The gray robe is still approaching step by step, but the body has begun to tremble instinctively.

"If you can't hear the sound, you can't distinguish the direction; if you can't see the light, you can't know the time; if the body sense is unbalanced, you can't know the hot and cold ... that means that you may not even feel the death.

The dark-haired wizard "explained" calmly and in detail: "Unknown ... is the greatest fear."

"When fear reaches its peak, it becomes anger ... when anger becomes despair, the moment when the signs of death appear."

"clang--!"

The sound of the blade front collision came. Although it was still impossible to distinguish the direction, the gray robe knew that it was the black-haired wizard who blocked his blade!

"You are right, I really don't know what the **** you are doing."

The fear on the gray robe's face gradually turned into anger: "But I know one thing, that is all high-level spells ... If you lose the caster, it will all disappear!"

In the next second, the gray robe withdrew the sword in his hand, and once again pierced it with years of experience; storm-like spikes continued to send fierce sounds in the darkness.

"And, do you think you can defeat 22 night watchmen?"

"You are too arrogant!"

Loren didn't explain anything, only a sneer came from him in the dark.

The gray robe suddenly stopped, and the right hand holding the sword trembling, it seemed completely shocked, and his face was extremely pale.

"disappear?"

The dark-haired wizard ironically raised his mouth:

"If I told you that even if you killed me, the dream of solitude ... wouldn't come to an end?"

"I guess, you should have noticed it?"

The gray robe standing with a sword exudes endless fear.

"How, why?"

It was the sneer of the dark-haired wizard who responded to him.

"Surprise, accident?"

"As long as the" Dream of Dreams "has not stopped, all the spiritual halls and consciousnesses of people covered by it will be blocked ... Don't say" transcendental perception ", even the most common firefly spell, you can't use it!

"The biggest hole card, the most relying power, the feeling of suddenly disappearing ..."

"Is it ... very good?"

The voice of the dark-haired wizard changed from a sneer to a cold, somber gloom.

"So ... the reason why you didn't run away was that someone didn't tell you, and even Edward would betray you in anticipation ..." The gray-robed man's eyes widened, and even then he could see nothing:

"Have you planned?"

"You deliberately set up an ambush in the Xia Mu courtyard, using the Royal Guard and our fear of you to prolong your time ... just to wipe out all the night watchmen of the imperial capital ?!"

"It's smart, and I got it right again." With a chuckle, Loren shook his head in the dark.

"Twenty-two elite night watchmen, no matter how arrogant and confident I am, can't be the opponent of all of you-confrontation and even the end of the escape, only death."

"In order not to lose your life, you must first prepare for death ... Even if it is only one-thousandth of the possibility, you must make full use of it to win a first-line life."

The gray robe's eyes were shaking, and the blade in his hand was still piercing: "So ... you will secretly prepare this high-level spell, and even the people around you know nothing about it ?!"

"No, you are wrong ... This spell was not prepared for you from the beginning." At this moment in the battle, the voice of the dark-haired wizard still could not hear a little gasp:

"But" strength "is never something stubborn ... or only when used at the right time can it return 100%."

"This moment is very appropriate."

"Arrogant--!"

The gray-robed man, wrapped in fear, became more and more angry, and the sword in his hand was waving like a storm; even if he could not see clearly, he could feel that the defense of the enemy in front of him was increasingly stretched, and several loopholes appeared.

The caster Loren Turin ... has lost the power of the spell, and so are you!

"Everything is dark ..."

"Quietly ..."

"Every little eye-blocking method ... dare you also use it to block us as night watchmen ?!"

The dark-haired wizard nodded slightly, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"It's almost time for the foreplay to come to the next stage ... seriously, I thought you could notice it."

"what did you say?!"

The hands of the gray robe are full of cold sweat, and the hand holding the sword is also shaking.

"The reason is very simple, you can think about it." Loren said coldly:

"In the darkness, you can't hear any sound, and you can't see the other person's appearance-under such circumstances ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ what would the night watchers do?"

The gray robe didn't speak. He was so frightened and angry that he just gritted his teeth to fight with the enemy in front of him.

"That's right, they are killing each other." Opening his eyes slightly, Loren slowly said:

"Even if not, the dream of solitude will force them to do so ... because the scope of this dream is based on me, and it continues to shrink toward the center-people who refuse to run to the center will fall into the abyss of void, Unconsciousness and die! "

"The only way to end the solitary dream is to kill everyone except yourself ... Only in this way can you wake yourself up from the" dream "."

"In order to wake up from a terrible dream, in order not to fall into the abyss; the only way is to kill the people around you and fight for the first line of life for yourself." The dark-haired wizard sighed softly:

"The dream of solitude ... The name is random, but it's a word."

"Then I will kill you first !!!!!!"

With the roar of the gray robe, the cold bayonet broke through the last line of defense on the opposite side, slammed the dagger in the darkness, and penetrated the blade through the opponent's body.

Middle torso!

Won ... There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the gray robe; at the same moment, the darkness in front of him quickly dissipated, and the dazzling light temporarily blinded him, and his vision was restored after a moment.

The gray robe suddenly widened his eyes, and the piercing sword in his hand penetrated the throat of another night watchman!

No ... no ... it shouldn't be like this ... what must have gone wrong ...

Slowly lowering his head, the gray-blue bristle thorn protruded from his chest, and had torn the heart apart.

"Sorry, but I never told you ... the person who fights you is me."

The black-haired wizard stood still, and his hands were horizontal, and the gray-blue sword mang cut the gray robe's torso in two!