Icha opened the profitability scale and took a look.
The golden eyeballs stared at him brightly with the black pupils like a small mouth open.
In fact, I have an impression of this pattern. In weird stories about the devil, it represents the "spying devil."
Before hearing the information about the Tree of Hell from Naruf and Rabbi Dankara, he had thought it was a purely fictional name created in a literary work to appease the little ghost who refused to sleep.
I remember that book, "Three Hundred and Sixty Days".
He didn't care at all about such books and the contents described above.
Until Hearing the Spying Devil is also one of the titles of "Shepherd" Nesis.
In fact, all the titles of Nesis, including the all-seeing eye, the guide god, the letter that guides the lost, the well digger, etc., have never existed in the official historical records of the Yuhengzhi Garden.
This ancient, powerful existence, whose mission is to destroy the mystery, seems to exist only in rumors, dreams, streets and the unrealistic babble of some crazy old trees. He has become the biggest mystery.
Maybe I should pay more attention to these sources of information that I once ignored...
He looked into that golden eye.
The dazzling golden eyes remained motionless.
This is just a picture, even if it is a magical "profitable scale", it is the professional essence left by professional gamblers, a collection of expensive inheritance learned throughout a lifetime, it will secretly calculate by itself, it will change, it will prompt... At most, it is just a picture with magic power and rules to guide it.
Everything is traceable.
However, Yi Cha couldn’t help but have this thought:
Nesis was looking at him through this eye.
Nesis could look at him precisely because he was looking at Nesis.
Silence.
Silence lasted for a short while.
Hicks was silent.
Yi Cha put his decision aside and walked in the direction where she had shouted just now.
She's in the third door on the right.
to check into a passage. Compared with the spacious hall outside, this passage is very narrow and can accommodate about two demons walking side by side.
The faint light of the light spell illuminates the stone walls of the passage.
The walls are made of rough gray stone, possibly Parthian stone, engraved rock, or limestone. Without interacting with it, you cannot determine its material. The surface of the passage is full of wrinkles, without any workmanship to speak of, but rather like the remains of a worm that can drill through rocks.
Left behind by a snake.
Icha was still thinking about Nesis and other things related to him.
Perhaps it was because he was in the dream of the ten-headed snake.
He had closed the profit meter, but his mind could not help but think of the shining golden eye on the locket.
This is the reward the gambler says he will receive after completing his mission.
Become a snooping devil?
Is this what punters want to see?
His far-reaching bet is that the snooping devil will reappear in the universe?
If so, it can affect the flow of destiny in the pandimensional universe. If this is the case, it is almost worthy of being called the ultimate gambling game that professional gamblers can devote their lives to.
It can be assumed that the gambler's intention is this: he hopes that the spying devil will eventually win.
The golden dream that looked similar to the one that had been stored away just now. It seems that it cannot be counted as obtained. It can only be regarded as some kind of clue. After all, he has not completed that "mission" yet.
The so-called mission in the gambler's mouth is to permanently drive away the "obvious enemy".
The enemy known to Cha is undoubtedly the "dark shadow of conspiracy", which has turned several planes upside down. And he was flying slowly behind, studying the scars, preparing to suture them or cut them off completely.
To say that the existence of a conspiracy is obvious seems extremely correct and darkly humorous.
No matter what, he is most likely to be the great rival of Shepherd Nesis, the Shell Stone Ring Blue Lewin.
Nesis, Ramlewin, and their co-sister Rimuganger. They have never appeared in any rigorous formal historical materials.
Historical materials can be tampered with and lost. Especially if there is any strong external interference.
Although legends, dreams, rumors and beliefs may slip through the net, they will continue to change with the trend of the times.
Nowadays, it seems that we can only rely on this less accurate information.
The path was winding and stretched for hundreds of meters. Yicha moved forward cautiously, fearing that he would rush over the edge of the dream and break it.
After turning a corner, I finally saw the exit.
The morning light is dim at the exit.
There are no flying sparks, fairy-like white clouds, and more than one moon. It is an absolutely boring sky.
Sky.
And it is the sky on the main material plane.
Icha walked out of the exit and saw the holy city of Matim, the royal capital of the human Vidoka Kingdom.
…
Countless eaves are connected together, dotted with several pointed roofs.
On the far right is a large, gorgeous red-roofed castle and a group of metal-pointed towers, towering and majestic. As morning approaches, from time to time one or two gold-encrusted windows are pushed open from the inside. The monks have gathered to meditate in the higher-lying monastery full of greenery. There were only a few pedestrians on the street on the other side. A woman wearing a headscarf was already fetching water at the intersection. A dirty homeless man lying on a straw mat in the corner rubbed his eyes, turned over and fell asleep.
The sound of bells came from the distant bell tower.
Everything is an illusion.
The holy city of Matim has been destroyed by Ivomit long ago, with only ashes left on the carved and painted buildings. The residents have turned into corpses, the corpses have turned into numbers, and the numbers have turned into strokes on parchment.
"Where are you?" Yicha asked Xiqisi following the blood contract.
Xiqis didn't speak - there seemed to be a little emotional fluctuation to activate the blood contract, so that he could sense the location through "connection".
It didn't take long for him to see her on the back hill where the largest palace leaned.
As he flew, he felt a little emotional about the wide range of this dream and the clear scenery. This was just one of the ten passages in the Ten-Headed Snake Cave leading to the place.
Whose dream is this?
The dreams stored in the "Illusion Land" of the Dreamer's Cradle are all ownerless dreams. Many of them are indeed ownerless after birth. Some are because they were created by too many beings and the ownership cannot be defined. Some are just dreams. The master hides or is hidden from the name, and hides or is suppressed from the trace. This mystery can only be determined later.
Icha approaches Hikis.
The hybrid harpy sat on the highest branch, its beautiful blue-purple feathers shining in the new sunlight.
The angle of her delicate brows is relaxed and gentle, unlike the usual ones that are either excessively raised due to arrogance or extremely low due to anger, which just accentuates her face——
When she is not deliberately maintaining her human-god form, due to her demonic bloodline, she has textured hard skin on both sides of her cheeks, and her curly hair is interspersed with long bird feathers, but this does not affect her beauty.
"how?"
Yi Cha looked in the direction of her gaze - the bird demon was staring at the Holy City, where the tall palace faced the sun.
He soon understood.
The roof of the perfectly carved red palace faced them, and on the shady side sat a demon and a harpy.
The demon has horns on its head, is tall and strong, and has broad shoulders. It almost takes the bird demon into its arms.
They leaned against each other affectionately. The bird demon's eyes were bright, he was waving one of his wings, and he was saying something in high spirits.
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