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Chapter 1213 Some Answers

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    Amidst the sudden spin of the earth and the loud noise in his mind, Modier felt that his soul was suddenly pulled away and drifting in a state of nothingness and emptiness. He didn't know how long he had been drifting. He only felt that  He quickly crossed a "distance" that was too far for mortals to understand - and then his broken soul was roughly stuffed back into his body like a ball of rags.

    A moment later, the old mage woke up leisurely, and reflexively made a defensive posture the moment he regained consciousness. He touched his battle staff with one hand, and the enchanted dagger used for protection with one hand, and then  Next came a lot of instant protective spells He clearly remembered that the same process happened not long ago.

    But this time, he didn't wake up in that black and white world - when he opened his eyes, he saw the familiar adventurer's single dormitory. Everything he saw had normal and bright colors.  What came in from the window were the various sounds full of vitality in the adventurer camp, and at the same time, the dim skylight unique to the polar night filtered in through the cracks in the window.

    "This is really evil" Modier muttered, but his spirit did not relax at all. He quickly checked all the details in the room to confirm that everything was the same as in his memory, and then came to the window.  His fingers brushed against the fine dust on the windowsill.

    He had touched the same spot on the windowsill in that faded world of black and white, but at this moment there was no trace of the dust being brushed away.

    The old mage went to the window and opened the window panel a little. Under the nearby street lights and the extremely dim skylight, he saw people coming and going in the adventurer camp. It seemed that another group of teams had completed cleaning or exploring near the camp.  Mission, the cheerful adventurers were heading to bars, casinos and other places for entertainment. A dragon who maintained a human form, with many scales on his face and arms happened to pass by nearby. He looked at Modi  He walked in your direction and said hello with a friendly smile.

    Modier smiled and nodded in response, and then retreated to the desk on the side of the bed. His face quickly turned serious. He sat on the rough and practical wooden chair and frowned as he thought about what had happened before.  The dizziness in his heart was still surging in waves, interfering with the old mage's thinking and memories. He had to use soothing spells on himself several times to make his mind feel better, and in the process, he reluctantly removed the soothing spell.  Sorting out the memory of a "strange dream".

    Then he seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his hand and waved in a certain direction, and a thick sheepskin book quietly flew to his hand. The old mage put down his dagger and reached out to open the second half of the note.  His eyes changed slightly.

    There are new handwritings on the booklet, which are the words he left in that world where black and white faded - starting from waking up from the dream, he had a deep love for the desolate sandy land and the mountain-like female god.  The records are clearly presented on the parchment. If you look closely, you can see that the ink on the paper has not even dried yet.

    "Dreams affect reality? Or did I unconsciously leave these records in my sleep? Or was the previous experience real, and I was in a state of superimposition of reality and illusion? Or was it the shadow world's influence on the real world?  ¡­¡±

    While muttering various speculations in a low voice, Modile slowly scanned the words with his fingers, trying to find some clues from the records he left. Suddenly, his fingers stopped¡ª¡ª

    He was seeing the huge female god in the record talking about his dream with the "great storyteller adventurer" who had never shown up. However, in the part that specifically described the dream of the female god, the corresponding text had been lost for some time.  It turned into a mess of ink dots and curves, like vague whispers in sleep, completely unrecognizable.

    Modile immediately began to recall the corresponding memories in his mind, and cold sweat slowly seeped out from his forehead - he found that a piece of memory in his mind was also missing, and it seemed that the memory had just turned blank this second.  He could even clearly feel the "empty" and inconsistent feeling in his mind, and then after a few seconds, the inconsistent feeling disappeared completely, and he finally could not remember the dream described by the female god at all.  What is the content?

    The old mage took a gentle breath, controlled his accelerating heartbeat, and suddenly turned the notebook to the last part with a certain aura of determination - he saw the female god getting up to face some unspeakable terrifying monster.  , this record is still there, and he also saw the description at the end of the text that after the female god got up, a picture of the starry sky appeared on the back of the throne The record was completely interrupted at this point.

    "The starry skythe starry sky" Modier slowly closed the note and tapped his forehead lightly with the battle staff held in his other hand, "I did see the huge star on the back of the throne"?A blind spot in the mind,'" Heragor's expression did not relax at all, "Master Modir, what happened?  "

    "I had a dream. It may not be a dream. As you said, my soul may have briefly fallen into a different space similar to the Shadow Realm." Modile thought for a moment and thought that the giant dragon in front of him  There was no need for the leader to have any plans of his own on this issue, and he had originally intended to inquire about certain things from the other party, so he no longer concealed anything about the strange "dream experience" and said, "Things  It happened just a few hours ago. I woke up from my dream and saw a desolate wilderness covered with gray-white sand and broken boulders, as well as a black and broken city ruins that seemed impossible to reach

    "I also saw a figure as huge as a mountain sitting on a collapsed throne. The throne was made of unknown gray-white material. It seemed to be one with the surrounding sand and dust. The lower half of the throne looked like  It was some kind of religious altar; the figure looked like a woman, wearing a long black dress of unknown style and material. There were gray-white cracks or lines wandering around her body like a superposition of light and shadow. I couldn't see her face clearly, but  Being able to hear her voice

    "I also heard my own voice, but I couldn't see where the voice came from"

    In order to get as much help as possible, Modile described what he remembered in great detail, and later added the brief "dream" he had on the ship. Herago listened carefully and did not interrupt from beginning to end.  It was not until Modier's story finally came to an end that the leader of the Dragon Clan exhaled softly and asked with a serious expression: "Before boarding the mechanical ship that set off from North Port, you had never experienced anything like this before.  experience, right?¡±

    "That's right," Modil knew what the other party wanted to say. "It can be considered that this phenomenon only appeared after approaching Tallond."

    "A black and white space similar to the Shadow Realm, an endless gray-white desert, huge rocks and black city ruins that seem to be forever inaccessible" Heragor frowned and whispered to himself, "  The huge collapsed throne and the altar structure under the throne"

    "Do you know where that place is?" Modile couldn't help but ask, "You have lived for nearly two million years. There should be nothing in this world that you don't know."

    Heragor shook his head: "There is no real omniscient person in this world. Even the eyes of gods have limitations. I have no impression of the place you described, whether it is the real world or the shadow world, or those weird and strange places."  There is no environment that completely matches the elements and spiritual planes"

    Modile did not hide the disappointment on his face: "Is that so you don't even know."

    Herago continued to shake his head: "Sorry, I can't help you in this regard, but I agree with your judgment - the environment of that place is very close to the Shadow Realm, although there are still many unexplained contradictions.  But it definitely has a lot to do with the Shadow Realm, and"

    The golden dragon suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face became very strange - there was a little fear, a little suspicion, and more nervousness and solemnity in the expression.

    He raised his head and stared into Modier's eyes with an unprecedented seriousness: "Can you describe what that huge 'lady' looks like?"

    "Of course," Modier nodded immediately, and described the lady he saw in the "dream" who seemed to be a god again. At the end, he suddenly remembered something and added, "By the way, I also  I remember that when He finally faced the terrifying and blasphemous monster, a weapon appeared in his hand. It was a scepter condensed from the gray-white cracks wandering around her body. It was half black and half white, and had an extremely strong sense of presence.  I could barely take my eyes off that thing"

    "A half-black and half-white scepter!?" Heragor's eyes widened instantly, as if some vague guess he had just made was suddenly confirmed. The dragon leader stood up suddenly, and it took a few seconds for him to realize.  Realizing his loss of composure, he slowly sat down.

    "It seems that you know the identity of that 'lady'," Modier judged from the other party's reaction, "What exactly is that I saw"

    "As you guessed, Master Modir is a god," Heragore breathed out softly, "but he is not the god of this era He has been missing for more than 1.8 million years.  "

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