There are no traces of more than a few decades, because it is a dream, and there is no dust.
Zhao Guangli was very sure that he had never been to this place.
Besides, I have only been in this extraordinary world for less than two years.
"Weird."
His slender right hand touched these writings.
If you really wrote it yourself, then just telling yourself this information is too little.
¡°And, [Dream Maker] is an extraordinary profession that I can¡¯t use myself.
No, we have to find a way.
It does not require a very deep dreaming ability. It only requires a dreamer and enough dream authority to open a deep dream.
It will only cause harm to the caster himself. A low-level dreamer may burst open the entrance to a deep dream.
Zhao Guangli¡¯s eyes narrowed.
There is.
Just use [Bloodline Projection] to control an ordinary person in Night Town, and then use the puppet borrowing method to advance to extraordinary professions.
At most, you only need to be promoted to the official level of dream maker to open the dream.
This kind of puppet is a consumable item, and you can only control one anyway.
By doing this, Gu Xintong, his most important combat power [Evil God Girl], will no longer be able to be controlled.
But it¡¯s not a big problem, now you just need to obtain a certain amount of dream authority.
In Night Town, basically every council member has more or less power over dreams.
But the one that deserves the most discussion is the super demon, Cajomar, who originally had the power of [Nightmare] and used nightmares to forge the realm.
With this, the war in Night Town must be put on the agenda.
Zhao Guangli took a deep look at the shrine.
He restrained his emotions and always felt weird about the handwriting on the shrine.
These handwritings seem to be written by oneself.
How is this going?
The entire underground world has been searched. It has been plundered by the Elephant Master, and there is basically nothing useful left.
??????????????????? We found a few remaining historical stone slabs and some scattered night mooring stones, and that was enough.
"Is this the monster slate of [Dream Banshee]?"
Zhao Guangli looked at one of the stone slabs. The basic meaning of this stone slab did not need to be interpreted. The demon pattern engraved on it already explained everything.
An official-level monster slate is worth a lot of money in the human world.
Next to it there is a small stone slab with individual dreamworms engraved on it. This kind of stone is basically worthless.
"It seems that dream creatures are also a type of monster, at least they can turn into stone monsters."
Zhao Guangli nodded and put these things into his void.
With a hint of doubt, Zhao Guangli left the dilapidated courtyard.
Dreamwalker was already dead at the beginning. This is a fact that has been determined by all forces. Are these handwritings really written by Dreamwalker?
¡°Then why is it exactly the same as my own handwriting?
There is no daylight in the sky of Night Town.
Since Zhao Guangli came here, it has been completely dark.
There are no birds at night, only heavy rain.
Continuous, never stopping.
Walking on the road, the girl-like Zhao Guangli held an umbrella, walking slowly and slowly, just looking at the ripples on the water.
There are no surveillance spies around. At least Split Mother-in-law knows that it is difficult for her to completely monitor a strong man with the combat power of a puppet pseudo-god.
A smile appeared on Zhao Guangli¡¯s face.
?This way, it will be much easier to do things.
¡°Zhao Guangli has always been under vague pressure.
That kind of pressure comes from Jidu¡¯s destiny.
I am searching for information about the sub-hell area in the kingdom and seeking asylum from the kingdom¡¯s senior officials.
He must have more destiny and authority than he does, so what he is planning in secret is even more terrifying.
Zhao Guangli didn¡¯t know what he would face in the future, so he had to speed up his progress.
At this moment, before the real battle started, he decided to visit the last nightclub "gentlemen."
¡°I want you to help me destroy [The Thorny Tooth King] and [The Nightmare King]¡ In return, I can let you enter the deep dreamland.¡±
Zhao Guangli has now mastered the method of entering deep dreams, and it will be easier if he has the conditions.
"kindness?"
Mendeleev snorted.
This Zhao Guangli is competing for the [Destiny] with the legendary Son of Destiny, Jidu Destiny. He originally wanted to draw him into the Northern Alliance camp, but he didn't expect that he actually wanted to kill two of them at once. super.
"I can't do it in Night Town."
Mendeleev did not hide anything.
"I have connected Yang Ning, Zhu Gang's mother, and Anta."
"Currently, I am working under Mother Zhuang. Not long ago, I put Kunbu into a deep dream."
As soon as this sentence comes out, smart people can learn a lot of things from it.
"It turns out you did it."
"At your age, you are indeed very powerful when you reach the level of a false god."
"But even though you have Heinrich's token, these few words alone will not make me sway."
A rich voice sounded.
"I don't know why you can open deep dreams. The body in front of you is not your true bodyOriginally, I wanted to imprison you directly. This is my Mendeleev style."
"I just think there's something wrong with you."
The man¡¯s voice made every cell in Zhao Guangli tremble.
However, Zhao Guangli¡¯s expression was calm at this moment.
"Mr. Mendeleev, I am now working for Dreamwalker." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com