It All Starts with the Wizard

But unfortunately, Roman has no way to absorb the dark elements around him through meditation. As soon as the quiet and wailing whisper sounded, it would be dissipated by an inexplicable force, which made Roman even more certain that the man with huge eyes in front of him The monster is definitely not a simple guy.

In the cracks of the eyeballs, black slender tentacles began to emerge, making it look like a huge jellyfish. These tentacles stretched downward, seeming to want to entangle Roman, and then drag him into the giant eye. Among.

At this moment, the Apocalypse, which had not moved since just now, suddenly appeared again. The pages of the book were flipped, and there was a glimmer of hope in Roman's eyes. He remembered that it seemed to be this inexplicable silence before. Shilu, saved himself from the whispering monster, this time?

The pages of the Apocalypse were flipped back and forth, and the wind blowing even the dark elements around it was blown away, but apart from that, there was no other action. Seeing the tentacles that came down closer and closer to him, his nose There even smelled a nauseating stench, Roman could not help but become anxious, and the hope that had just risen a little fell silent.

　　 At this moment, the Revelation Record suddenly closed with a "pop", and a blue electric glow appeared on the cover of the book.

　　 "Is it?"

　　 There was another glimmer of hope in Roman's heart, but before he could react, the Apocalypse suddenly flew towards Roman at high speed, and the whistling brought by the heavy books even swept away the dust on the ground.

　　 "Look..."

Looking at the rapidly enlarging black cover in front of him, Roman's anxiety reached its climax. A nameless coolness ran straight down the tail bone to his forehead, but it was too late to react. The inspirational record was like a solid brick, ruthlessly. It was severely printed on his face!

　　...

　　 "Slot!"

　　Roman sat up abruptly from the soft bed, his eyes widened, and there was still undissipated panic inside. The sweat on his forehead dripped down his chin onto the white sheets, forming drops of grey water stains.

　　 "Is this... a dream?"

The scene that happened just now is still vivid, but the sudden change of the scene made Roman unresponsive for a while. Suddenly, a salty and wet taste came out of his mouth. He frowned and touched his lips with his hand, and looked down. , I saw a little red blood on the fingertips, and then there were bursts of tingling pain on the cheek and the bridge of the nose, Roman recalled the last memory before, his face became darker and darker.

After turning over and getting out of bed, he took two steps, and Roman clearly felt the soreness in his body and the burning sensation on the palm of his palm. Moreover, he was still holding the cane in his right hand, looking at it. The familiar pattern on the top and the black crystal on the top, although the dark green blood stains on it have disappeared, Roman has been completely certain that everything that happened before is definitely not a dream.

When he walked to the mirror, Roman looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was messy, his forehead was full of sweat. The original tall nose was a bit slanted, and the nasal bridge seemed to be broken. Two lines of blood flowed out of his nostrils. What was even more funny was that , At this moment, his pale face was covered with red marks almost covering the entire face, and there were also some indentations with fine patterns on it.

Roman looked at himself in the mirror expressionlessly, allowing the nosebleed to flow over his lips, dripping along his chin on the collar, for a long time, Roman spread his left hand, the black mist churned, and the heavy apocalypse was lying quietly. On the palm of his hand, he lowered his head and glanced, and there was still a trace of dark red on the black cover of the Revelation Record.

The corner of Roman’s mouth twitched, unconsciously raised his left hand, slowly turned sideways, and then gently covered his face with the revelation, the corner of his eyes glanced at the side of the mirror, sure enough, a trace of Not bad just right.

Resisting the urge to burn the book, Romain twisted the crooked bridge of his nose, washed his face, plugged two bleeding nostrils with paper, and then lay back on the bed and watched it. Looking out the window, it was still dark at the moment, and the whole gallon was immersed in absolute silence like the day.

　　 It seemed that there was still a while before dawn, but Roman did not have the slightest sleepiness, lying on the soft and comfortable bed, his mind unconsciously began to recall what had just happened.

There is no doubt that the story that Diana told before was definitely not made up randomly. Combining the priest’s diary and the fire outside the villa, Roman can be sure that the sacrifice of Gallant back then must have summoned some terrible existence, that is, the one with The monster with huge eyes, the priest's graffiti also shows this, and what makes Roman even more concerned is that through the experience just now, that terrible guy is still entrenched in Gallant.

Although he can't see anything on the surface, Roman doesn't know what form it actually exists in. The world in his dream seems to be another gallon. Roman thinks that it is the real gallon after the disaster, not what he sees now. In this way, moreover, the strange habits of the residents here, as well as Diana's inconsistent stories, should have been influenced by this city.

　　 Roman played with his cane, his eyes gradually darkened. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Being able to enter that world is definitely related to the meditative thoughts of howling quietly. The sounds that suddenly appear in the meditation should be the inducement, or the key. As for the old woman, Roman has no clue at all. From beginning to end, she She only led the way without saying a word, and was finally swallowed by the white phantom. It seemed that her role was only to lead the way for herself.

Roman rubbed his temple in distress, knowing too little information. The only thing that is certain is that the city is extremely insecure. He decided to wait until dawn and urge Diana to leave here, otherwise the next night, who knows him Will he be drawn into that world again? Faced with that kind of existence, Roman doesn't think he can be so lucky that he can escape smoothly both times.

Time passed quickly, and the golden sunlight scattered through the windows in the room, making everything brighter, but Roman’s mood did not improve. He stood in front of the window, watching the mystery quietly. The city is still quiet outside, and there are few pitiful pedestrians on the street, and it seems that even the sun can’t dissipate the depression that permeates here. This ancient city called Gallant is still sinking into a dream.

　　Roman knew that perhaps, the city of Galente had perished along with the residents here hundreds of years ago, and could no longer be awakened. What exists now is just a projection, or an empty shell of the old days.

Roman doesn’t know the reason, but it’s definitely not a good thing. However, he has no way to change anything, and he doesn’t want to change anything. If he can, he even hopes that he has never been here at all. I don’t know what’s going on here. I didn’t listen. The story of Diana.

　　 After all, for the terrible existence of those positions, even if it is heard, seen, and thought about, it is a huge danger for him at this moment.