The Modern Age of the Mysterious - Vol 2 Chapter 675

The latest website: When he could almost smell the strange smell from the night watchman, Sean stared at two places at the same time: the “quiet observation” obtained in the Shambhala practice, and stared at himself with various stress colors emerging in his heart. On the other hand, he was quietly watching the approaching giant.

No, not for me. Even though that thing was still coming, his poker was still vibrating with such certainty.

Just as Moonlight was puzzled by Xiao En’s judgment, he saw the night watchman gently swinging his long tail, hovering about ten meters away from them. A huge head stretched forward, peering into a chamber in the wall.

With a bang, the membrane of the chamber was broken. A man burst out of the chamber, passing under the watchman, running as fast as he could. The man has a muscular build, and seems to be a spiritualist. While running, he threw out the spiritual hook and fled towards the far end.

Obviously, he had escaped from the dream before, but had been hiding in the chamber. Because of being watched by night watchmen, he had no choice but to escape.

The giant twisted its body to catch up. Although the man was extremely fast, the night watchman seemed unhurried.

Its fingers sketched a strange trajectory in the air, and as the swimming handwriting was lengthened, it seemed to draw fresh green scars in the air. The long and three-dimensional traces seem to be runes unique to this place. In this corridor of eternal sleep, the rune inspired some kind of special permanent magic…

Since the night watchman had turned his back on him, Sean dared to stand up and watch. He saw that the entire corridor seemed to be stimulated to a certain resonance. Starting from the night watchman, the fluorescence gradually increased step by step. When the strong light swept to the escapee, something suddenly floated out around his head…

Xiao En squinted his eyes to see what floated out was… While he was still searching for the answer, he saw a strange scene spreading under the man’s footsteps, with dense shadows of trees, it turned out to be a forest in the dark. And what floated out of his mind had the answer—it was the night fog in the forest.

Apparently he had witnessed a similar scene before, and the black-robed man who had lowered his head before stared at it fervently, speaking in a depressed tone, as if he was happy to share this despair: “The night watchman inspired his nightmare. The nightmare will Destroy the mind of any escapee, without exception!”

They watched the man running in the night fog forest that suddenly appeared. In the dense forest, something was running with him.

It was some kind of filth with a gray complexion. It has a tall body, countless limbs, and runs with a noisy movement. Its body was covered by the swiftly passing tree shadows, making it appear fragmented. From time to time, it turned its huge, lifeless face sideways, and let out a chilling laugh.

The man’s movements became obviously stiff, he threw out the ectoplasm in a random way, and pulled his body, trying to get rid of the nightmare. But no matter how fast he ran, the nightmare that diffused from his mind followed him like a shadow.

Wanting to get rid of the nightmare was like trying to get rid of himself. It is precisely this urge to escape that devours people.

The man was too frightened, his body lost the decisive devotion before, he seemed to kick something, and after a stagger, his body lost his balance and rolled on the ground, and his own fear in the forest finally rushed out… No one can understand him What does the main body of the nightmare symbolize? Onlookers can only vaguely distinguish broken wooden houses, mudslides, and drowned frozen wailing corpses from the ominous mass…

The night watchman swam a few times, followed calmly, circled in the air, and danced some kind of strange dance above the devoured man.

The man’s face floated above the mud, breathing heavily and rolling his eyes. Night fog, forest and monsters all slowly converged into his head.

“Dream, dream…”

what sound? Sean was momentarily alert. Strange chants echoed from the corridors as the night watchmen circled and glided through the air. It was the R’lyye language recorded in the “Investigation Report”, with grammatical inversions and jumps, and the pronunciation was extremely hoarse and weird.

What unfolded in front of Sean and the others was a scene that could be called a nightmare: huge night watchmen hovered and danced in the air, stirring up the humid air in the corridor. Beneath it, the gasping man sucked his foul nightmare into his head, and around the stage, the people in their coffins closed their eyes and chanted in unison in a language they had never learned :

“Dream, dream.

Life is a great sleep, and the light is in a hurry!

Why do you ask dreams and reality, and what is the difference between dream reality?

How stupid to wake up! —Long sleep into a dream, enough to forget the cold winter!

Lalaiye waits for you… Dreaming, dreaming.

Life is a great sleep, and the light is in a hurry! ”

The night watchman stopped dancing, and stretched his giant claws down towards the head of the dreamer who had absorbed more than half of the mud, forest and night fog.

It seems that the narration can make him concentrate without falling into a drowsiness, and the moonlight is still shaking the card with difficulty: “Those who wake up once will be put into the eternal dream jar-that is a container that can never wake up ,because…”

Before the narration was over, Sean was shocked by the scene in front of him and opened his mouth slightly – the bright green runes that had been lingering in the air caught up and began to coil around the night watchman’s fingertips. The head of the man on the ground, who obviously had a hard skull, suddenly bulged up strangely. Then, under the urging of the bright green rune, his head was broken, and his brain was squeezed out of the Tianling Cap like giving birth from an egg…

It is difficult for a sober person to fully maintain their sanity in front of such a scene. Fortunately, Xiao En and his party have a tough soul, enough to bear all this. However, the man in black robe lay on the ground and trembled as if he had a fever, and it was thanks to the glimmer of light in Ivan Burns’ palm that he didn’t go crazy.

The man’s brain was connected to the notochord floating up, and some kind of mucus was still dripping on his empty body. Like some sort of precious jellyfish, it floated up into a glass jar the Night Watcher held upside down. There is no doubt that it is the “Eternal Dream Pot” mentioned by Moonlight.

Of course I can’t wake up—Sean shook his head in disbelief: “I don’t even have a body, what else can I do except dream…

The lid of the jar was gently tightened, and there was a green gleam flowing in the gyrus of the brain. Kruvitan’s minions seemed to have accomplished a great event, holding the Eternal Dream Jar, which was no longer vacant, swung its long tail and swam into the darkness.

…

They gasped in the dark for a long time, until everyone adjusted their minds to a relatively normal state before they dared to relight the bonfire. The green fire ignited, and everyone sat in silence with lingering fear. The black-robed man shrank from the fire, his eyes were fixed on the campfire, and he seemed to be muttering something…

“Why…” Sean still broke the silence, “Why are there these things… Eternal Dream Jar, Eternal Sleep Corridor?

“Why does Kluvitan need so many dreamers?”

The black-robed man seemed shocked that Xiao En dared to call him by that name here, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com flusteredly raised his fingers in front of his mouth and hissed, then looked around nervously.

“His name is Lucent.” Moonlight raised his chin in the direction of the man, “The guy who woke up first. He didn’t explore the secrets, so he wasn’t very courageous. However, he has summed up a set of survival rules here. If Without him, we would have had a harder time here…”

Lucent’s voice became a little sharp because of his complaints: “You mystery seekers, you just don’t know how to be in awe! I keep saying leave early, leave early, but I just don’t listen…!”

Ivan interrupted Lucent’s complaint: “Xiao, you just woke up, you must have a lot of questions in your mind…

“It may be difficult to explain clearly to you just sitting here, let’s take you to a place to have a look.”

Evan Burns got up and led Sean towards the darkness of the corridor.