In the white world, Gray Linte suddenly woke up and realized that he was dreaming.
Of course he knew the dangers of exploring this dream. It was the wisest choice to wait quietly for the blazing sunshine to tear through the darkness, but he quite hated the state of "leaving his fate to the unknown". Besides, this was a dream, in the dream
Here, as long as you believe logically, you can increase your power without limit.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a deep and closed corridor. The walls on all sides were extremely pale, giving people a creepy feeling that they were completely dead. However, how could an inanimate wall be dead?
Gray Lint found this scene quite ridiculous.
On the pale wall, three or four meters above the ground, there is a gray light flickering every four or five meters in the windless direction. They are extremely dim and seem to be extinguished at any time. And underneath each gray light,
Has a bone handle.
"That seems to be a door handle?"
In these portals, there must be many "surprises" waiting for Gray Lint to explore, but he sneered. After briefly checking the environment, his consciousness connected with the dark sun in the strange space.
His eyes instantly went deep, and a crown inlaid with various gems appeared on his head, and jet black armor and a cloak of the same color appeared on his body - with the help of the power of dreams, he completely projected the power of the "Duke of Entropy" characteristics here.
The boundless majesty spread instantly, like a fierce hurricane, impacting the gray lights to the point of collapse, but they were extremely tenacious and withstood the impact.
Gray Lint was not intoxicated by the personality and power of Sequence 2. His deep gaze seemed to turn into substance, and he quickly passed over the doors and bone handles... And in his sight,
Those portals quickly faded and disappeared, and it seemed that they were all just illusions without limit, and there was no "person".
"Oh!"
With a low laugh, he instead saw wisps of pale mist at the bases of the gray lights, which seemed to be supplying energy to those ever-bright lamps, and the sense of death on those pale walls was precisely those
The fog brought him. Subconsciously, he traced the veins of the gray mist and came to their source.
It was a well, made of gray bricks, extremely deep, and filled with the smell of decay and death.
Needless to say, this well is the core of this dreamland.
His arrival seemed to have triggered some mechanism... In an instant, all the lamps flashed out, and the mist flowing towards them surged towards Gray Linte from all directions in the darkness.
They were coming menacingly, but Glerint reacted faster. As early as when he saw the well, a dark and chaotic beam of light shot out from his eyes - for speed, of course nothing can be faster than light, darkness
The beam of light instantly enveloped the gray well that exuded a sense of death, causing it to suddenly shatter and turn into extremely fine dregs.
Boom!
As Grelint expected, the core of the dream was broken, and the dream would naturally be shattered.
The white wall of the extremely far-reaching corridor suddenly collapsed, and countless wall brick fragments quickly faded and disappeared. But surprisingly, the dead mist did not dissipate with it, but instead wrapped around the grid like a gangrene attached to the bones.
Leint.
His expression changed, and he didn't bother to check where he had arrived, and immediately grabbed a nine-jointed ring from the void - this was not fabricated from a dream, but the entity of "Yuno's Oath".
Dreams are also places with their own unique order.
Caressing the delicate copper ring, Glerint suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it softly, trapping the ethereal mist in place. Then, he put his hands together to create an independent space to remove all the mist.
Shrouded. This was not the end. Under his control, the independent space quickly shrank, gathering all the mist together and compressing it into an irregular stone.
"This thing should be able to be used as a one-time attack method like a charm."
He speculated secretly.
Although it is something in a dream, since it does not disappear when the dream is broken, it means that it is not derived from the power of the dream. Perhaps it should be said the other way around, that the dream is derived from these mist.
…………
After putting away the stone formed by the "fog of death", Gray Lint had time to take stock of his new environment.
After leaving the corridor, he finally saw the huge black building complex surrounding the mountain as expected... At the same time, the "relationship" he had established with Carol as a Sequence 2 person in advance also became clear.
stand up.
She was unlucky enough to appear in a deeper part of the monastery!
"I hope she didn't act rashly."
Gray Linte gave a wry smile, walked along the corridor, and took a step of hundreds of meters towards the inside.
After all, "Dream Stealers" are not "Dream Walkers" who specialize in dreams. They cannot move freely in their own dreams, but they can process other people's dreams to a limited extent.
You can stay awake in it. As for this "shared dream", Gray Lint is not sure. For Carol, it belongs to both "other people's dreams" and "own dreams".
Such an enlarged stride was not enough for Gray Linte, so he let out a low drink, and his whole body, including his clothes, expanded and expanded, stretching to about four meters - which perfectly complemented this giant building.
Intuitively, before half a minute had passed, Gray Lint had rushed to the door of a small courtyard.
He could feel that Carol was inside, but... damn, why were there two targets inside that were connected to him?
"grass!"
Grelint cursed lowly, retracted his body, and kicked open the courtyard door with a bang.
This time, of course, the two "people" in the yard were alarmed. They were two identical "Carols", and they were fighting fiercely...
Even without relying on angelic status, Gray Linte saw the difference between them in an instant:
The Carol on the left has dark brown eyes, clear and far away, and is exactly the blond girl that Gray Linte is familiar with; while the "Carol" on the right has dark eyes, which is somewhat similar to the current Gray Linte.
Maybe it's some unknown monster.
But he didn't blindly help Carol on the left attack the monster on the right. Instead, he raised his hand and pulled a few times to restrict them to two different areas.
At this moment, a pool of viscous black liquid in the corner of the yard rippled slightly, and a dark shadow stood out. He had the same figure, face, and clothes as Gray Lint... but his whole body was pitch black.
No color.
"Don't use extraordinary abilities at will, Gray Lint. The more you use your abilities, the more he will become more like you."
Unexpectedly, it was the "monster" on the right who spoke out the reminder. The concern in her tone was not false at all.
Gray Lint didn't have time to observe the monster who was trying to plagiarize and pirate himself. Instead, he looked at the two "Carols" left and right:
The one on the left seemed to have been robbed of what he was going to say, and could not help but express anger, anxiety, worry and other emotions; the one on the right breathed a slightly soothing sigh of relief and explained:
"Fortunately, it takes a certain amount of time for this monster to copy my thoughts, and it has to move a little slower."
"You... are talking nonsense. It was obviously you, a shameless monster who stole my idea!" Carol on the left blushed.
The "Graylint" made of viscous black liquid has been recreated, and he is walking towards Graylint step by step. It can be predicted that once Graylint uses any extraordinary ability to deal with him, he will immediately recreate that
ability, and assimilate his color from pitch black to Gray Lint's current appearance...
But to be honest, Gray Linte was not afraid of him at all, because this kind of "reproduction" must have a certain limit, and since he has more than one thing of extremely high status, it would be strange for him to be able to completely copy it.
Touching the "Oath of Yuno", Gray Linte raised his hand and gave the monster a virtual squeeze, holding it firmly in place.
In perfect synchronization with Graylingt's movements, a delicate nine-jointed ring appeared on the monster's finger. However, as he rubbed and held it, Graylingt showed no reaction - as expected,
That's just an illusion! The dark monster looked at his palm blankly, then clenched his fist and hit his head in frustration, as if he was doubting the strange creature.
Looking at "himself"'s stupid movements, Gray Lint twitched the corner of his mouth, planning not to distinguish it, and just stay in a stalemate until "dawn", waiting for the dream to subside.
This is undoubtedly a stupid idea...
Within two minutes, Carol on the left said angrily:
"Graylint, you actually trapped me too!"
"Deserve it!"
Carol on the right sneered and expressed her support for Gray Lint's approach:
"That's it, Gray Lint, wait until daybreak, I'll see how arrogant this monster is!"
"Bah, you are the monster! Gray Linte, look at her eyes, look quickly, they are different from mine!"
Carol on the left reminded.
The quarrel made Gray Linte's head hurt... Yes, based on the color of their pupils, he did think that the one on the left was the real Carol, but in this case, it was definitely very dangerous to attack the other rashly.
A stupid approach. Firstly, she may not be real, and secondly, there may be an inexplicable connection between the two. Even if what he is dealing with is indeed a monster, he may still hurt the real Carol.
I don’t know when it will be dawn...
Gray Linte murmured to himself and heard the girl on the left say softly:
"Graylint, come here, I have already thought of how to expose this monster!"
"No, Glalint, don't believe her, she is a monster."
This time it was Carol's turn on the right to show an anxious and worried look.
Gray Lint really trusted Carol on the left. He hesitated for a moment, thinking that he had enough strength to deal with a possible sneak attack, so he moved closer.
"As expected, you still trust me more!"
She smiled sweetly and seemed to be very happy. As expected, she did not make any intention to attack. Instead, she stretched out her arms, hugged Gray Linte's neck affectionately, closed her eyes and pouted...
This, this doesn’t seem normal, does it?
Gulu...Graylint swallowed his saliva and said in a nonchalant voice:
"Wait until daybreak, little Amy, be good!"
This scene completely fell into the eyes of Carol on the right. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Graylingt's refusal:
"Fortunately you were not tempted by this monster."
"If you think this monster is me and kiss her, I will never accept you for the rest of my life!"
This seems more normal!
Gray Linte was deep in thought and did not dare to act rashly.