That night, Anvis began his daily meditation as normal.
With the operation of the exclusive meditation method, the strong spiritual power in the mental space slowly rises and falls like a tide. Every ups and downs will make it more condensed and stronger.
I don’t know how long...
In the haze, Anvis looked around confusedly.
Surrounded by a desolate and silent gray plain, gray-white rocks of different sizes are scattered in twos and threes on the extremely flat gravel surface, without any plants.
At this time, he was riding a horse and walking slowly on a long gray stone path.
The road ahead is not straight, but has a slight curvature, extending to the endless distance, like the gray-white mountains in the background.
The sky seemed to be shrouded in thick dark clouds, dark and gray, giving people a very depressing feeling.
The clatter of horse hooves echoed on the quiet road.
Strangely, Avis didn't feel anything was wrong.
He didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do.
He just wanted to keep walking, towards the endless distance, the gray-white horizon that seemed to be eternal beneath the gray-white shimmering sky.
……horizon?
A faint doubt flashed through his heart, and Anvis felt a vague sense of disharmony, as if something was wrong.
Suddenly, a violent sound of horse hooves sounded from behind.
Anvis turned his head instinctively and saw a figure exuding endless holy light, with a despairing and terrifying oppressive aura, riding a gray-black horse, chasing him quickly!
A huge feeling of fear seized his heart. Anvis clamped the horse's belly like crazy, urging the horse under his legs to run forward desperately, trying to escape the pursuit of the figure behind him.
But things went counterproductive. Even though Anvis had pushed his horse to the fastest speed, the terrifying Holy Light figure behind him was still getting closer and closer.
The intense radiance even turned his body into a strange translucent state.
That gray-black horse was obviously faster than his horse!
…No, that’s not right, it shouldn’t be like this.
In the midst of fear and despair, it seemed that some kind of restraint suddenly broke and disappeared. Some scattered fragments of magic spells flashed quickly in his mind.
The next moment, Anvis hugged the horse's head tightly almost instinctively. The light of magic lit up in his hands, and a spell was instantly cast.
Third-level spell - Summon the phantom horse!
The shape of the horse beneath him suddenly changed, and the horse's body gradually became a bit illusory. Pure magic particles replaced the muscles and bones, turning the entire horse into a form made of pure magic.
Along with the complete change in form, the horse's speed suddenly surged.
The terrifying Holy Light figure that was almost touching him at the rear was gradually left behind as Anvis's horse speeded up, turning into a smaller and smaller white dot.
call--
Anvis breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the mountains getting closer and closer in front of him. A trace of doubt suddenly arose in his heart.
This is where?
But before he could find the answer, the mountains, wilderness, winding roads and horses suddenly became a little blurry.
The next moment, Anvis realized that he ran into a room.
The furnishings in the room are fresh and elegant, and the air is filled with a vague and mysterious fragrance. A cute British shorthair cat doll wearing a nightcap was placed on the light pink curtain bed, which was obviously a girl's room.
For some reason, he always felt that this place felt familiar.
Is it Fiona's room?
Thinking hazily, Anvis stood up on the colorful toy rocking horse that was still swinging under him, and looked around.
There is a wooden classical writing desk, a bookshelf filled with magic books, a soft long velvet sofa, and a small round table with mosaics placed on the side of the sofa, with a bottle of light blue strange roses placed on it.
But except for the curtain bed, the other furniture seemed a bit blurry.
…Have I been here?
A vague thought flashed through his mind. Anvis walked to the bookshelf and randomly pulled out a thick dark green book.
There is no text on the cover, only a dark green color flowing like an abyss.
When he picked up the book, the color flowed like liquid along the spine and into his hands.
He wanted to open the book, but found that there was nothing in his hands, only a dense flowing dark green.
When he looked carefully, he was actually holding a handful of dark green soil.
Emerald green buds sprouted from the soil and grew taller quickly. Nine white flowers hung down from the slightly curved stems, swaying gently in the hands of Anvis, making bursts of clear and sweet wind chimes.
Strangely, as the flowers swayed, the sound of the wind chimes gradually turned into the melody of the piano.
...To Alice?
Once again, the thoughts in my mind gradually became clear.
The surrounding environment gradually faded, and the pure white flowers in his hands swayed and made a cooing sound.
?
If you look closely, you will see that those are not flowers, but nine miniature pigeons.
"Gu——"
After seeing what was in their hands, the originally weak cries of the pigeons became clear. They flapped their wings and flew to Anvis's shoulders, stacked one on top of the other.
"Gu Gu——" "Gu Gu——"
The noisy pigeon calls instantly drowned Anvis.
"Gu! Gu-gu, Gu-Gu-Gu! Gu-Gu-Code..."
……Pigeon?
Have a day of cooing today? Will you definitely make it up tomorrow?
Listening to the strange calls of the pigeons, inexplicable strange thoughts appeared in Anvis's mind.
Even he himself didn't understand why he suddenly had such an idea.
"Gu Gu? Are you calling Gu Gu?"
Suddenly, an extremely huge pigeon head, which even obscured all Anvis' sight, landed from the ceiling and appeared upside down in front of Anvis.
With the sound of the dove, the whole world shattered like a fragile mirror.
The familiar ups and downs of mental power reappeared in the induction, instantly making Anvis completely regain his consciousness.
Is it... a dream?
Anvis opened his blue eyes and found that he was still in a meditative posture.
It was already late at night, and six magic hours had passed since he entered meditation.
The silvery gauze-like moonlight penetrated into the room from the window, quietly covering Anvis' body like a hazy gauze.
The pigeon squatted on his chest in an anti-gravity posture, its white feathers reflecting a faint halo in the moonlight, and it was staring at him with its round red and black eyes.
The next moment, the mental feedback brought about by the breakthrough in level came slowly.
The structure of the initial magic has undergone new changes, and the total amount of mental power has been greatly increased again!
The core crystal of spiritual power, wrapped in the center by the powerful tide of spiritual power, has faint lines on its surface, making it appear extremely mysterious and mysterious.
.….….
