Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Not responding to the useless tin soldiers, Wang Zichuan also floated to Bernadette's side, watching Sleeping Beauty together with these cloaked monsters.

Looking at it, several black lines suddenly floated from Bernadette's body, and the black lines seemed to turn to the three cloaked monsters intelligently.

Hey, this cloaked monster is not a flower, plant, or tree that grows into spirits, it likes to suck the spirits of living people. But it's not appropriate to say that, I feel like I've strung together channels.

Wang Zichuan couldn't help complaining again.

Bernadette in the dream was shrouded in darkness, and just when the fear reached its maximum, the monsters in the darkness stretched out their long mouthparts one after another.

Suddenly, the dream was broken inch by inch, and Bernadette woke up.

Wang Zichuan has been paying attention to Bernadette's situation. Just when the black thread floated under the black cloak of the cloaked monster, Bernadette's body suddenly became transparent, and then starlight flickered at the starting point. The figure composed of starlight suddenly shattered, scattered, merged into the void and disappeared, But in an instant they regrouped at the edge of the clearing.

As soon as Bernadette's figure appeared, she opened her right hand with the palm facing up, and a dark brown horn condensed on it. It was rough and old in texture, with the texture of power and destruction.

Bernadette slowly raised it to her mouth, as if the horn was very heavy, the low voice spread, and the powerful sound wave with the power to destroy everything, hit the place where Bernadette had just been lying.

The pea hammock quickly shrunk and burrowed into the ground when Bernadette suddenly turned into starlight and shattered. The three cloaked monsters were still dazed in place, unable to understand why such a large piece of food disappeared as soon as they said they couldn't see it.

The terrifying power that can smash all obstacles rushed straight to the three cloaked monsters. The pitch-black cloak shrank for a while, but it couldn't resist the destructive force.

With a bang, a cloaked monster exploded. The black cloak crumbled into fine particles, like gravel on a beach.

boom! boom! The other two cloak monsters also shattered into black sand.

Driven by mysterious forces, these black fine sands slowly gather together.

"What is this? Hmm...it seems to be the power of the dark night path."

Wang Zichuan leaned over and looked at these Extraordinary characteristics that were gathering.

"They are monsters of foggy dreams. They feed on nightmares. They can enter the dreams of sleeping creatures and affect them to recall the most painful things. After they evolve into the deepest and most desperate dreams, they will eat these dreams. The owner of the dream will no longer be able to dream of people and things that were eaten."

"Generally speaking, they don't harm dreaming creatures, but they like the smell of the most painful and desperate dreams, and they always try to guide the dreams to the most terrifying direction, often scaring the dream owner to death."

Bernadette looked at the three pieces of black cloth that had been aggregated. Each of them was about the size of two palms. The surface was radiant and soft and silky to the touch, just like a piece of top-quality cloth.

"Hmm... If we can capture more of these goblins, is it possible to make a priceless dress? Wear it on your body, tsk tsk, luxurious, noble... the master of the night... unimaginable."

"There is a high probability that the owner of the skirt will immediately fall into extreme fear and die suddenly in pain and despair."

Bernadette replied lightly. As he said that, he put away the three sheets of Extraordinary materials.

"Are they the ingredients for the potion formula of the Way of the Night?"

Wang Zichuan asked curiously.

"Well, it's the main ingredient of Nightmare's potion. The Church of Evernight should have raised quite a few."

"These little guys are pretty cute."

Live like a Soul Eater figure, dead can be sold for money. Speaking of which, if I tell Bernadette the story of Harry Potter, can she develop some new magic?

Regardless of Wang Zichuan's nonsense, Bernadette put away the useless tin soldiers and extinguished the fire.

After the extraordinary creature attacked, Bernadette couldn't fall asleep anyway, so she continued walking in the dark.

I thought this was an ordinary island without extraordinary factors, but I didn't expect that there were extraordinary creatures equivalent to half of a Sequence 7. However, for a saint of a Sequence 3, extraordinary creatures without divinity are all ants after all.

The lush and tall trees completely blocked the red moon, and the crimson moonlight could only leak a little sporadically, so the visibility in the jungle was very low.

Although Bernadette also has night vision ability, humans who are used to light don't always like walking in the dark.

As Bernadette walked, dots of starlight appeared around her body, and these starlights became more and more, converging into a long ribbon, the ribbon twisted and twisted, floating above Bernadette's head, like a streak across the sky galaxy.

Each point of light on this star ribbon is flickering brightly and darkly, like a star blinking, and countless light points gather together to emit a soft, stable and bright light, illuminating Bernadette. A large area in the center.

Under the starlight, Bernadette walked through the jungle step by step.

Wang Zichuan drifted along for a while, remembering that Bernadette didn't wake up suddenly until the most dangerous moment, and she didn't seem to be able to restrain the influence of the fog dream monster, so he asked curiously:

"Before, how did you break free from the dream?"

Bernadette did not stop, and replied in a calm tone:

"Before, you frequently invaded my dreams. I was worried that my thinking in the dream was not rational enough, and I would have strong emotions under your guidance, and make a wish to you impulsively. I preset a spiritual reminder for myself Conditions, once my certain emotions reach a certain level, my spirituality will remind myself that I am in a dream and I should wake up immediately. Unfortunately, I only set a lower level for my easily provoked emotions. conditions, while the Fog Dream Demon's favorite emotions are pain and fear."

Time passed little by little, the night gradually faded, and the sky covered by layers of branches and leaves faded away from crimson little by little, and turned fish-belly white.

The jungle also gradually lit up, the flowers and trees around him, and the rotten leaves under his feet, changed from blurry to clear. Although the sun could not be seen, the light stumbled down through the gaps in the covering green curtain, illuminating the interior of the jungle.

The trees became sparser, the vegetation became lower, the light became brighter and brighter, and the sound of sea water beating sand and stones could be faintly heard.

Finally, Bernadette walked out of the jungle. From a distance, she could see the shore with fine sand and the blue sea.

After this section of the road is ordinary, no more waves.

Bernadette sighed silently, not knowing whether she should be happy that she didn't encounter anything dangerous, or should be disappointed that this island is too safe to hide clues to her father's tomb.

Looking at the rising sun and the sea in the distance, at some point, Bernadette's figure became transparent, turning into colorful bubbles under the sun, scattered with the wind, and then shattered and disappeared one by one.

Bernadette who returned to the ship, amidst the repeated greetings from the crew, ordered in a deep voice, turn around, set sail, and return.