Chapter 169： Dream again

When I heard Gao Wen, everyone was shocked: "The Sleeper?!"

It was completely unexpected. Even Hetti, who had always been calm, almost couldn’t hold his own staff. She stared at the mercenary leader who was lying on the ground with a big eye: "This mercenary is a dead-hearted person. What do the believers pretend?!"

"No, he was just a springboard by the eternal sleeper," Gao Wen said with an eyebrow and said that he had received information from the cultists. "This guy probably had a nightmare at a certain time in the past, and a powerful The eternal cultist left a coordinate in his mind with a nightmare, so that he became a one-off 'carrier' that allowed the cult to quickly 'fall' when needed."

Such a strange fact made Amber a goosebump: "How does this cult believe that it will be more evil than anything?"

"The eternal sleeper is indeed more strange than the death of all things," Pitman said in a deep voice. As a true Druid who has been inherited, he knows a lot about the cultists. "The eternal sleeper is the **** of dreams." Inspired by them, they were originally pastors who appease the people and expel nightmares, but after the fall they became the hands of weaving nightmares and fears. The most powerful perpetrators have the ability to walk in human dreams. And they can connect people and people's dreams in tandem, so that they can be more sinister and unpredictable. Their special abilities make them more frightening than the average cult, but how much good news is... the sleeper's Acting is not as **** as the death of all things or the son of the storm. They just pull people into all kinds of nightmares or illusions, occasionally do some kidnappings, but rarely take the initiative to create killings."

Hearing this, Heti also said thoughtfully: "I have also heard about the Church of the Worms, they really do not make a wide range of deaths, but their actions are more strange than other cults. Grotesque, I personally feel that they seem to have hidden huge plans, and the cult groups that don’t kill very much are even more terrible."

Gao Wenshen shares the same feeling: "As long as it is a dark sect, there is no danger. If they don't kill, they can only show that they will do something more terrible than killing, and those things are more difficult than killing." Then again... eternal sleep The only one is the dark sect who will deal with the death of all things except the son of the storm. The dying of all things and the sons of the storm are cruel and **** sects, and the eternal sleepers who can get along with them... can't be good people."

"The more I listen, the more I panic," Amber couldn't help but rub his arm, as if to pick up the goose bumps, and then she looked up at Gao Wen curiously. "That was just dragged by the sleeper." Are they in their 'nightmare'? Then? Are you running out?"

Gao Wen smiled: "We have a little bit of interest in the world of consciousness, then the guy is dead, and most of them are not a powerful character."

Amber snorted, and Heti also admired and convincedly looked at his grandfather and grandfather. Only Pitman looked up and down Gaowen with a sceptical look: "The sleeper who can carry out the idea... will be small Character?"

"I didn't have it anyway," Gao Wen shrugged. "The guy is dead anyway. It doesn't matter how good he was before he was."

Herti looked a little worried: "But the key is why a perpetrator cult believes that you will attack you... The last death of all things can be said to be an accident. The real goal of the fallen druid is the town of Tanzan, but this time. The perpetual sleeper is obviously directed at you, and the mercenary leader clearly shouted your name when it was 'occupied'!"

Gao Wen’s expression is serious, and he knows that Hertty’s fears are not unreasonable.

Gao Wen Cecil, who died and resurrected, has indeed begun to attract the attention of some dark forces.

Although there are not many memories read from the sacred soul of the cult, it can also piece together some of his thoughts and experiences in the most recent period. Gao Wen can be sure that the cultist has been active in the South for many years. He left the nightmare coordinates on thousands of victims in this area, and the mercenary leader is one of them. He captured this in the slave arresting operation. The incident itself is just a coincidence, but the perpetrators behind the mercenary leader are staring at themselves but not a day or two.

It was learned from the conversation that the cultist was very concerned about a secret departure of Gao Wen Cecil and the so-called "permanent sea area", so after Gao Wen’s rise and the news came out, the cult would be afraid I am already planning this contact.

The mercenary leader who happened to fall into Gao Wen’s hands only gave him a perfect opportunity in advance, but the cultist himself would not have thought that he would have died directly in this opportunity...

A bishop of a perpetual sleeper died so unclearly, but this does not mean the end of the harassment. Gao Wen believes that there must be other dark sects or mysterious organizations staring at their so-called "permanent seas" and "secret voyages." "I am afraid that it involves a huge secret. It is enough to make the most vigilant and secluded cult bishops take risks, and naturally it can also arouse the curiosity of other hidden people."

But the problem is that he Gao Wen himself is also very curious about what the so-called "permanent sea" is a thing!

Up to now, the only thing that Gao Wen can comfort himself is that the bishop of the perpetual sleeper is very crisp and neat. He did not pick up a little wave and died on the territory of the Cecil family. This may give some warning to some snoopers. .

Anyway, if there is still daring to come to trouble, Gao Wen has no other way, he can only continue, after all, he is now dragging his family, can not be a word like the wind?

Pittman looked at Gao Wen, who looked serious, and looked at Herti, who was worried. He sighed softly and said with a serious expression: "Duke, I think you are taking this time to think about my resignation. applied……"

"You really want to run, now it's gone, you are the kind of person who will say hello to the boss before running?" Gao Wen took a look at the druid's shame, then waved his hand, "anyway Then I will continue, three or two small fish and shrimps will not be able to set off a lot of storms, I don't believe that the cultists who have been sandwiching their tails for seven hundred years now dare to organize a wave of troops to fight."

Later, he glanced at the mage mercenary who was sitting next to him and still groggy.

Heti immediately asked: "The ancestor, will you continue to interrogate?"

Gao Wen shook his head: "It is no longer necessary, keep him shut, and look at the situation after a while."

He did not consider to directly kill the mage mercenary, but he did not intend to release the other party’s rescue of the northern wilderness as a battle. The mercenary was the prisoner of the Cecil family. According to this era. The law, such prisoners of war will be directly treated as slaves, with life-long labor to make up for the weapons and manpower that their masters have lost on the battlefield, but Gao Wen has not yet thought about what to arrange for this "prisoner of war prisoners". Kind of labor transformation.

Cecil is very lacking now, so Gao Wen doesn't mind letting such a prisoner play his value by acting as a laborer. This is much more cost-effective than killing or exile, but the other party is a secondary caster after all, throwing him directly. It’s a waste to mine in the mines in the west. Secondly, Gao Wen is not at ease, so what do he specifically do... It’s really worth considering.

Herti had no objection to Gao Wen’s arrangement, but she was still very concerned about what these mercenaries were looting in the wilderness of the northern Baishui River for the sake of: “We are not investigating the Kant’s family hired these mercenaries to plunder the refugees? ”

"Ah... yes," Gao Wen couldn't help but lick his forehead. It seemed that the confrontation with the cultist in the world of consciousness still had an impact. He completely forgot the original purpose of interrogating the two mercenaries. I am a little tired, forget about this. Well, Hetty, Pitman, this matter is handed over to you two, the effect of the potion and the ritual is not over yet, ask the Kant family to kill the slave in the frost month. Why. I have to go back and take a break. You will tell me the results of the trial."

After finishing the affairs here, Gao Wen returned to his tent.

He did get tired of the exhaustion of the spiritual world. It took so long to come out and let him realize that his confrontation with the cult is not as easy as he imagined.

Even if it is a satellite, it is not so easy to mobilize that huge memory to devour another mind.

Not long after returning to the tent, he fell asleep on his bed and quickly fell asleep.

He "opened" his eyes in a strange place and found himself standing in a long corridor.

This corridor is a typical Ansu style. It has the same interior and support structure as the castle buildings that the southern nobility likes. The support columns on both sides of the corridor are half buried in the wall, and each support column is inlaid with a raft. Lighted magic stone lamp.

But this is not the old castle of the Cecil family, nor the castle of the Leslie family in the town of Tanzan, not the interior of any castle known in the memory of Gao Wen.

Almost at the first time, Gao Wen realized that he was afraid to enter a dream again, and he was still dreaming of entering into a state of consciousness. The experience he had just contacted with the cultists made him alert and alert. I can’t help myself in my heart:

"How come so soon? Is this cultist a grandfather's gourd?"

But very quickly, he found that the situation was not the same as before. He did not wake up in a completely chaotic space, and no one slammed into his dreams. He still had a kind of self-willingness. The feeling of being able to wake up at any time is more like a normal dream than being dragged into the imaginary space by the person who is sleeping.

The only difference from dreaming is that you keep an unusual sobriety.

No, there are more differences...

Gao Wenxin looked at his own hand and consciously outlined the shape of an object. In the next second, he found that he had a can of canned cola.

In this lucid dream, he seems to be able to create what he wants.