Under the water, Feng Linmo and Wang Yu looked at each other.
Wang Yu waved his magic wand, expanding his blisters and covering Feng Linmo.
Putting away the boiling sword energy, Feng Linwen and Wang Yu stood side by side. Looking at this majestic, majestic, terrifying, and strange huge building on the seabed.
"In the eternal mansion, Laleye, the sleeping master is waiting for you to dream." Wang Yu recited a sentence in his mouth, but he did not dare to say the name behind it.
For some specific existences, their shadows will spread across many worlds due to the spread of their names. They are not gods or greatnesses in a single world.
Just like the master of R'lyeh, his dream turned into a city, perhaps appearing in many different worlds.
Calling his name may disturb him from his sleep, which is not necessarily a good thing.
"A mentally fragile person will go crazy in his dreams. Only a truly inspired person can find some truth here and gain progress and growth." Feng Linfan looked at Wang Yu, waiting for Wang Yu's answer. .
"Now that we are here, there is no reason to miss it. This is an opportunity, but of course... it will also be very dangerous." Wang Yu was very decisive.
In countless worlds, not all travelers have good luck (bad luck?) in finding R'lyeh.
Someone was obsessed with Crusu's dream and eventually died madly.
But there are also people who have gained vast amounts of knowledge and grown rapidly in his dreams.
Follow the undercurrent through the collapsed stone pillars and enter Raleye.
Standing at the bottom of the city and looking up, there are no stairs for people to climb. Miasma is constantly rising from under the floor at the bottom and through the twisted buildings.
Through these strange miasmas and the folds of the sea water, the light that faintly shines into the seabed seems so weak and weak, without any liveliness and reality.
The surrounding stones seem to be convex at first glance, but at a second glance you will feel that they are actually concave, and the unpredictable and twisted edges and corners of the stones seem to hide sinister threats and anxious emotions.
The various creatures embossed on the rocks are covered with greasy moss, and the entire sight is filled with the smell of decay and death. Even death... doesn't seem to want to come here.
There is no life or death in this city. Time imprisons it and allows it to be forgotten.
"Those are all living creatures." Wang Yu said, pointing to some reliefs under the moss.
Feng Linwen didn't say a word.
Many creatures have visited here before, and eventually fell into eternal dreams in R'lyeh.
In the world of dreams, they enjoy eternity.
Almost all the Old Ones symbolize chaos, evil and unspeakable terror, but Crusu has quite a few followers among them. Perhaps it is because of his dreams that, although they are still terrifying, they are also equally disturbing. People yearn for it.
Although dreams are false, they can allow people to escape the reality they do not want to face.
Turning his head, Feng Linwen wanted to talk to Wang Yu.
However, at this moment, he realized that Wang Yu had disappeared at some point.
Turning his head, the only thing he saw was a monotonous, boring shadow.
Tall and dark, as if wearing a long cloak, standing on a sharp stone monument, looking down at him indifferently.
He stretched out his hand and drew flying swords around him. Feng Linwen did not run away or get closer. Looking at the shadow, he only had a fear that was so strong that he could not get rid of it.
"Who are you?" Feng Linwen asked.
His voice echoed in this strange and empty underwater city.
It's not scientific, but... there's nothing scientific about it these days.
"Who are you?" The shadow seemed to reflect Feng Lin's question back.
If you don't listen carefully, you might feel that this is just Feng Linyi's own voice, which has been turned around and then reversed under the echo of the city.
Faced with this question that bounced back, before Feng Linwen could answer it, he suddenly felt something strange in his body.
He found that his hands turned light green and had smooth skin with some scales on them. There seemed to be something protruding from his back. He reached out and touched his cheek. It was no longer his handsome appearance, but looked like a big fish head...
"Am I being tricked? Am I turned into a deep diver?" Feng Linwen was shocked. Deep Divers are a kind of lower-level servants subordinate to the old rule. They are similar to fish-men and are amphibious creatures.
"No! I entered Crusu's dream. I became a part of his dream."
"So real, and unknowingly..." Feng Linwen pinched his arm with his hand. The pain was very real, not fake at all.
If you want to commit suicide and wake up in a dream, I'm afraid it's just a delusion.
That would only lead to his true death.
He must find the key to the dream and wake up from this deepening nightmare.
There were lights all around, and it was strange... the city under the sea could actually light up.
Everything that was desolate and silent became alienated, and gradually became more lively and lively.
Feng Linmo is surrounded by streets, pedestrians, shops, cars and horses...
Various races coexist peacefully here. But it is also strangely quiet, bustling and cold, all running parallel here, forming a picture of hot and cold colors.
"Not good! Not good! I have fallen from the first level of dreams to the second level of dreams, getting deeper and deeper. If I fall to the bottom of the dream, then I will be lost and never find myself again. ." Feng Linwen kept warning himself, and then started running on the street.
Now Feng Linwen is like a "ghost on the bed". His consciousness is awake, but he can't escape from the dream and break away from the powerlessness.
But if he enters deep sleep, he will gradually forget his 'self' in his dreams, become another person, and finally sleep peacefully forever.
Dragon Curse Scroll!
Feng Linwen stood on a high place and used the Dragon Curse Scroll.
A huge dragon shadow flew across the sky, destroying the entire city.
Peace and comfort were torn to pieces under the threat of the terrifying dragon curse.
But Feng Linwen was sinking. He could feel that he was numbing himself, and some memories and inspirations that did not belong to him were rising.
"I didn't really use the Dragon Curse Scroll. It was just a fantasy about the power of the Dragon Curse Scroll in my consciousness. It is my most important trump card, just like a sea-fixing needle in my consciousness. I originally thought that I used the Dragon Curse Scroll. With the curse scroll, it is possible to break the dream and leave from here."
"But obviously, I was wrong to think so. Violent dream interpretation cannot break away from Crusu's dream pull."
boom!
The raging blood, the spreading sky fire, the rolling mountains, and the thick clouds.
This familiar yet unfamiliar scene, extremely real and extremely concrete, appeared in front of Feng Linwen's eyes.
He got into an even weirder situation.
He became a completely new 'person'.
A man named Li Jianchen.
He is a disciple of the Flowing Light Sword Sect and a disciple of the Mangshan Sword Master.
The great demon of the underworld is born, and the Flowing Light Sword Sect, as the leader of the righteous path, bears the brunt of the responsibility of maintaining the righteous path.
Feng Linwen's consciousness was still there, but he couldn't even shake or control the actions in his dream. He was like a bystander who could only sit back and watch.
This dream may be aimed at the 'emptiness' in your heart. The all-pervasive nightmare will only bring you into the past that you least want to look back on, and then experience pain again and again.
It's just that even Crusu doesn't know that Feng Linwen is special after all.
This 'emptiness' does not originate from Feng Linyi's original intention, and this nightmare does not belong to Feng Linyi himself. It was an inexplicable, broken, and unprovoked memory.
