Chapter 699 Feather
Tizamo town, in a house in Tewanakona.
Amandina woke up from the violent shaking of the building.
She stood up a little dazedly, cast her gaze out the window, and saw that the sky had become gray and low, whether it was the red moon or the stars, it was completely covered.
In the near-absolute darkness, Amandina turned her body sideways and turned her gaze not far away.
The neatly dressed Robert was slowly getting up, looking left and right slowly, as if it was difficult to adapt to the lightless environment.
After the trembling of the earth and the shaking of the buildings finally stopped, Robert found Amandina with the help of spiritual vision.
He hesitated for a moment and said:
"Are we awake?"
He remembered that before entering the "Dream Festival", he and Amandina came here to complete the meeting under the pretext of dating, and when they passively entered that special dream, they temporarily separated, one stayed where they were and the other went to St. Sean Church.
Amandina looked at the street outside the window that suddenly became noisy, thought for a few seconds, and said:
"It should be......
"But I don't know what's going on now."
Robert remembered what happened in the dream and fell silent, and Amandina did not take the initiative to speak.
After a while, Robert asked in a low voice:
"What happened to you later?"
Amandina suddenly laughed:
"It's nothing."
Robert closed his mouth again.
Amandina, who has night vision, looked at him and said with a mixed smile:
"What else do you want to ask?"
Robert was silent for a moment and said:
"What did you experience later?"
Amandina felt the quiet darkness in the house, and after a long silence, she whispered:
"I saw the one who gave me strength."
"The one who gave you strength?" Robert asked in astonishment.
Amandina smiled:
"After we touched the black tomb, we didn't actually fall asleep, and we didn't really fall into a coma until we received the power."
"How is it possible......" Robert looked disbelieving.
Amandina didn't try to convince him, but muttered to herself:
"When you get extraordinary power, you immediately fall into a coma or fall asleep, and when you wake up, you fully master that power, and your spirit and body have undergone a certain change......
"Is this considered a low-level, die first and then live?"
"What are you talking about?" Robert became more and more dazed.
I don't understand it at all!
Amandina's eyes rolled slightly and she laughed:
"It was that person who told me, maybe a kind of teaching."
"Teach ......" Robert looked at Amandina opposite, and could only confirm her state through spiritual vision.
He felt that his fiancée was different from before, as if he had grown up overnight.
Amandina wanted to tell Robert in detail about what happened to her, but as usual, a large number of words poured into her mouth, and she finally swallowed them back.
She said with a "hey":
"Aren't you going to see Father Kali? He may not live long."
Robert woke up from his thoughts and blurted out:
"He fled to the tomb and was killed?"
"He is indeed dead." Amandina replied.
Robert's expression changed again and again, and he didn't ask who the murderer was.
Amandina thought for a moment and said:
"Before you go to Father Kali, I need to tell you something.
"The desire you had when you first faced him did not come from your heart, he prayed to the devil through rituals and gained the power to influence you."
Robert's eyes widened suddenly, and his mouth opened, but he didn't make a sound.
Amandina didn't say anything more, took a step forward, passed Robert, and walked to the staircase.
After holding down the stair handrail, she paused and said "hmm":
"Let's find an excuse to break off the engagement, I can accept other things from you, but I can't allow my fiancé to leave me alone with Louis in that situation. Berry went to find the Black Tomb.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about you, and those I knew in my dream won't tell me."
Robert turned his body abruptly and looked towards the staircase, just in time to see Amandina descending layer by layer, and the spiritual light was submerged in the deep darkness.
Amandina left the house in Tewanako and went out into the street.
She glanced at the gray and low sky, looked at the sporadic lights on both sides, and smelled the dusty air.
After raising her hand to cover her nose, Amandina walked towards the Palm Manor.
Her steps gradually became brisk.
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Tizamo Town, 3rd floor of the Police Headquarters.
Camus just felt that Kolobo was not shaking so much, as if he had eased up, when he heard a painful scream coming from the next room.
His heart moved, he lit a candle, walked out of the room, pushed open the slightly deformed wooden door next door, and saw the Vsack man Roban lying on the ground, covering his knees and crying out in pain.
The member of the Tizamo Town Patrol Team woke up in the earthquake-like movement and wanted to roll over and get out of bed to find cover, but one of his legs strangely lost strength, accompanied by strong pain, causing him to fall directly to the floor.
Before Camus could organize the language, Rhea's voice sounded beside him:
"Don't worry, it's the group hysteria mentioned in those surveys, and you can get better after receiving the corresponding mass."
Robin cooperated with Camus to collect various abnormal things in Tizamo Town, and quickly understood Rhea's words.
He scolded, struggled to stand up, took out a military wine jug from under his pillow, and gulped a few sips of the spirit.
After drinking until his face became a little rosy, Luo Ban breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"I feel like my knees have recovered a little, and sometimes, alcohol is more useful than mass!"
Camus was also relieved, looked sideways at Rheia, and found that the teammate's expression was a little colder.
After what happened just now, her dream projection completely disappeared, and those emotions and desires returned to her body? I don't know if that special dream is still there, and if there will be a "Dream Festival" next year...... Camus instantly had many associations.
At this time, Rhea said to him:
"Let's go out and see if we can save some people, the injured should not only be those who died in the 'Dream Festival'."
Camus was stunned for a moment and said:
"Okay."
He felt a little happy in his heart, feeling that Rhea had not changed fundamentally because of the return of those emotions and desires.
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According to the brioux innkeeper, Lumian came to the fourth floor and opened the wooden door of the corresponding room.
The almost lightless dark environment quickly receded under the light of a blazing white fireball, presenting everything here to Lumian's eyes:
Some items fell to the ground due to the shaking just now, the tables and chairs moved to a certain extent, a small amount of dust fell from the ceiling, the windows were closed, but the glass had shattered, and apart from these, there was no noteworthy situation, and there was no human existence.
Lumian looked around and found no trace of the man and woman.
He frowned slightly and said to himself silently:
"According to the original law of the 'Dream Festival', death in a dream does not mean immediate death, which man and woman woke up and left Tizamo Town directly?
"I also plan to come to collect their bodies and inherit their extraordinary characteristics by the way......"
Lumian didn't feel that the man and woman couldn't get out of this secret room just because the door was closed and the window was closed, after all, they were two extraordinary people in the sequence, one of whom was even a "demon" and might have special abilities to solve the corresponding problems.
Lumian was thinking about whether to find traces and chase after them, cleaning up the dead people on behalf of the "Dream Festival", while casually checking various details in the room.
Suddenly, his pupils dilated and his eyes froze for a second.
He saw a feather lying quietly under the easy chair by the window.
White feathers full of light butter stains!
Lumian's scalp instantly went numb, and he quietly took two steps back and returned to the corridor.
That man and woman, like Reasa, are dead and have changed?
What about their bodies?
Gone?
After the human beings who "emerged into gods" got out of the "Dream Festival", will they behave differently?
Lumian, who had a blazing white fireball floating behind his head, looked at the room in front of him again with many questions, feeling that the "corpses" of the man and woman might still be here, but he couldn't see them.
He carefully walked into the room and came to the easy chair, without any abnormal feelings, nor did he find any traces of the existence of intangible objects.
Lumian took out "Secret Glasses" and "True Eyes" from the "Traveler's Bag" and put them on his face in turn.
He still didn't see the figures of the man and woman, and his vision was filled with chaotic darkness, lightless rivers, oily feathers, and imprisoned depths.
"After returning to reality, they completed the 'feathering' as soon as possible and left here?" Lumian pondered for a few seconds, stimulating the black mark on his right shoulder.
He "teleported" to somewhere in the jungle, the edge of the special dream.
As a "hunter", after being taken to the Black Tomb by Amandina, Lumian had already kept in mind the correct route and environmental characteristics, and spent nearly a quarter of an hour to come to the area where many tree roots protruded from the ground, like a large number of knotted blood vessels.
However, the place where the black boulder-like tomb was supposed to stand was empty and empty.
"That black tomb only exists in dreams, and reality cannot touch it?" Lumian seriously speculated, "So, angels such as the 'Pale Empress' cannot come in person, so they can only send people to participate in the 'Dream Festival'?"
In the blink of an eye, Lumian's eyes moved back and forth on the land corresponding to the Black Tomb.
It was indeed a little different from the surrounding area, there were no knot roots protruding from the ground, and it was flat and without stones.
Lumian leaned over thoughtfully, took out a straight sword, and used it as an iron stool, trying to dig up the dirt.
As soon as a small pit was dug, Lumian's eyelids jumped.
Buried by the dark brown soil were two white feathers stained with light butter!
Lumian took a slow breath and dug a little deeper.
It didn't take long for a palm-sized, bleak, dark, slightly moist and sticky piece of strange earth came into his eyes.
(End of this chapter)