For the next period of time, Bobomag did not appear again, and Xiao Zhimiao was not in a hurry. The longer she stayed in the dream, the more she could feel her abilities, as if she had been in the dark for a long time. Will gradually adapt to the dark.
She is also a succubus and has a strong sense of the abilities of her kind. Her consciousness turns into a blind hand, touching the dream bit by bit.
Popomag's dream couldn't last long, and she had to be ready to deal with it at any time.
Her consciousness no longer takes shape in the dream, but lets her consciousness break away from this dream that is too real, and use her consciousness to feel the real reality, just like when she is sleeping, her consciousness is awake, but her body is still asleep, or His consciousness is still in the dream, but he knows that he is dreaming, he can feel the environment around his body, and he knows where he is lying.
Only in this way can Xiao Zhimiao truly use the crimson magic power to control the curse seal to form a magic array to deal with Bobomag.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Zhimiao's consciousness began to rise, and he finally broke away from the shackles of the dream and emerged from the dark deep sea.
She could feel her body lying on the hard ground, and felt the heavy breathing in her ears. The sound sounded like Modu's. Modu had a unique defense formed by a curse. As a dragon, it also had high magic resistance. She thought that he was probably not pulled into a dream by Bobo Ma, and at most he fell into a trance.
She also felt the staff in her hand, and the crimson magic power flowing around her. This was her body's automatic defense when she lost consciousness.
besides.......
Xiao Zhimiao felt a head pressing heavily on her legs, cold hair scattered on her legs, and shallow breaths on her skin.
It was Li Yin. There were only a few people who had fought against each other in the hall before, and she couldn't think of anyone other than him.
Xiao Zhimiao couldn't move her body, and her consciousness was still being pulled by Popomag, otherwise she would have kicked him away.
She concentrated her consciousness and controlled the crimson magic power to draw the curse seal bit by bit.
This was different from when she really opened her eyes and woke up. She was still in a dream, not completely awake. She would fall asleep at any time if she wasn't conscious, and it was a bit difficult to control the crimson magic power.
When she finished drawing the last stroke of the curse seal, her consciousness was suddenly pulled into a dream.
I feel like my body is sinking into the deep sea again, wrapped in thick and dense darkness. I have a sinking feeling of powerlessness. I want to give up everything and just fall into the darkness.
She could feel that Popomag wanted to attack her.
Xiao Zhimiao relaxed her consciousness and allowed Bobo Mag to pull her into dreamland again.
In this case, let’s see who loses and who wins.
At night, wooden house courtyard.
Xiao Zhimiao stepped into the snow. The oil lamp hanging in the yard emitted dim light, and snowflakes fell from above.
Is it snowing?
Xiao Zhimiao looked around. Everywhere he looked was white. The magic broom in the yard was struggling to sweep a clean path.
In the cold winter, there were many more monsters in the yard than before.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the wooden house. There was silence everywhere. She could always see the family inside through the window. The wooden house was dark and she couldn't see anything.
Are they all asleep?
She was about to go into the cabin when she heard movement behind her.
She turned her head and looked outside. Yunxiao carried Sethia into the courtyard, followed by Salos.
All three children were injured.
Yunxiao's clothes were in tatters, and there were several scars on his arms and face. Sethia's hand hanging on one side was still dripping with blood, and his expression was a little dull.
Salos, who was following them, was the most seriously injured, with large wounds on his legs and waist and abdomen. He limped silently behind them.
The dripping blood spread a winding red silk behind them, which was particularly dazzling on the snow.
The monsters that were sleeping or lying silently in the yard all woke up and looked up at them. No monster came forward to disturb them, but silently went to guard the outside of the yard.
Salos stopped when passing Xiao Zhimiao and turned his head slightly to look at where she was standing.
After a moment's pause, he withdrew his gaze.
What happened? Why are everyone injured?
Xiao Zhimiao looked serious and followed them into the wooden house.
It was dark in the wooden house. Salos snapped his fingers and the oil lamp on the table lit up.
Yunxiao carefully placed Sethia on the sofa, lit the fireplace, and then went to get the potion on the shelf against the wall.
He brought a dozen potion bottles to the table, picked up the potion and looked at it again and again. He reached out with one hand and took the potion bottle in his hand, "I'll do it, you go get something to eat."
Yunxiao looked at the injuries on Salos' body and said with some concern: "Salos, your injuries..."
"fine."
Yunxiao glanced at Sethia lying on the sofa, and had to go to the kitchen to get something to eat.
Salos ignored his injuries and quickly prepared a bottle of recovery potion. He squatted down in front of Secia, held her head and prepared to drink it for her.
Sethia tilted her head and avoided his movement.
There were tears in her eyes and she looked a little stubborn.
"If you don't drink it, the wound won't heal."
Salos' face was pale, and his speech was still as usual, cold and without any fluctuation.
Sethia turned to look at him, with a trace of hope in her eyes, "Will mom and dad come back?"
Salos pondered for a moment, "I don't know."
"Drink the medicine and let's talk about the rest after the wound recovers."
Seeing that Sethia was still unwilling to take the medicine, Salos looked helpless and said, "I'll go out with you tomorrow to have a look, okay?"
Only then did Sethia's eyes regain some brightness, and she drank the medicine with his hand.
Salos watched her drink the medicine, then treated his wounds and prepared another bottle for him and Yunxiao.
Yun Xiao made some food, and the three of them ate something hastily and rested in front of the fireplace. Sethia huddled in Yun Xiao's arms and fell asleep quickly, but the two teenagers were preoccupied and couldn't fall asleep watching the dancing firelight.
Seeing them like this, Xiao Zhimiao exited the wooden house, his consciousness rose, and he looked down at the entire monster forest.
Looking down from a high place, there are fires everywhere, and in the distance a translucent barrier emitting golden light straddles the monster forest and the outside world.
A heavy uneasiness enveloped the monster forest, and she could faintly hear some sounds coming from a distance.
Her heart sank slightly. Is this what Popomag said? Setavis came to encircle and suppress the monster forest?
She looked carefully at the barrier that separated the monster forest from the outside world. What was flowing on it was indeed the Holy Curse Seal.
Are Ronya and Omuir dead?
Xiao Zhimiao thought of the Golden Village dungeon. What happened in the Golden Village was what happened after that. At that time, Ronya still took Sethia with her.
If they were not dead, how could they let Sethia and the others face all this alone.
Xiao Zhimiao has many doubts in her heart. She has missed some memories, and she has no way of knowing what happened in the meantime, but she can also infer based on what Popomag said before.
Her mother Ronya is the God of Witches, but she has been living in the Monster Forest. There must be some kind of entanglement between her mother and Sethavis, not just what she saw in the previous copy.
A copy is a copy, and all plots can be edited.
The story in the Golden Village copy is that the evil witch defiled the God of Light, so she gave birth to her.
Now that she has looked at her memory, she knows that the story of the Golden Village is not true, but the relationship between Setavis and Ronya is definitely more than just colleagues of gods.
If it was just Ronya who left the divine realm and ran counter to the so-called light of Setavis, and just wiped her out, why would a story about an evil witch tarnishing the God of Light be compiled?
Isn't this discrediting yourself?
Xiao Zhimiao thought about it carefully. What Setavis did was more like a kind of
Vent anger and revenge.
She decided to stay in the dream and take a look at what happened next. Her consciousness condensed out of her body and landed in the courtyard again.
"As you said, do you still count?"
A cold voice came from behind, Xiao Zhimiao turned around and saw Salos standing in front of her at some point.
What he asked was because she had previously tricked him into saying that she could gain powerful power at the cost of her soul.
He actually believed it.
She calmed down, walked up to him, and said, "Have you decided? Will you choose to dedicate the soul of the person you care about most, or your own?"
Snowflakes fell quietly on his silver hair, shoulders, and slightly trembling eyelashes.
His clothes were in tatters and he looked a little embarrassed. His injuries made him look a little fragile, and his skin was so pale that it seemed like it would melt with the snow.
"Mine."
After a long time, Salos's voice blew into Xiao Zhimiao's ears along with a cold wind.
She was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "You don't have anyone you care about the most? So you have to dedicate your soul?"
After asking, she came back to her senses. This was not something she, an evil god, should ask. The devil knows people's desires and is the best at figuring out what a person cares about most. How could he not know what he cares about most?
Sure enough, Salos raised his eyes to look at her. At that moment, his amber eyes flashed with a cold light, and his eyebrows suddenly became sharp.
"Who are you?"
He took a step forward, "You are not an evil god, you cannot give me power."
Xiao Zhimiao twitched the corner of her mouth. Of course she couldn't give it.
Looking at the boy who was almost touching her, she took a step back and thought that this was just a dream and she didn't need to be afraid of him.
"I am indeed the evil god."
A bad thought flashed through Xiao Zhimiao's mind, "Do you want to know who I am?"
Salos seemed to be able to see her, staring at her closely.
Xiao Zhimiao grabbed his hand and put it on his shoulder.
The teenage boy was already as tall as her. The moment he touched her, his eyes were fixed on her face.
Although he couldn't see her, his eyes seemed to be tracing her outline.
He rubbed the hand on her shoulder a few times, touching her slightly curly hair, and then placed his hand on her cheek along the shoulder.
