Dream?
Another dream?
Many slowly opened their eyes and found the scene in front of them very familiar.
It's not a dream, right …
He was surrounded by a dense forest, and the ground was covered in a thick layer of fallen leaves. Taking a deep breath, he could smell the rotting smell of leaves and ripe fruits. Everything was so real that it couldn't be more real. Looking down, he saw that his body was completely bare. Because of his transformation, he didn't even have his underwear on. Only the Space Ring was still on his body.
Where's the leg?
Without the fake leg, Many stood on the same spot with one leg. He looked around and hopped to pick up a wooden stick that wasn't very suitable to use as a short cane, barely supporting his body.
Shaking his head, Many tried hard to recall what had just happened. Then, he suddenly looked at the ground around him — there were no Caucasian Trolls here, not even any traces of a struggle.
Many looked up at the sky in confusion — a gentle breeze blew past, and the sun was gentle but not dazzling. It was like a normal summer afternoon.
Lin Yun sighed. He didn't know what had happened to the Gaugass Trolls, but it was still necessary to put on some clothes. He hurriedly took out a spare set of leather armor and put it on with great difficulty. He then entered Stealth to get his bearings.
However, a loud noise interrupted his movements.
"Whoosh."
Something seemed to have suddenly appeared around him.
Many stopped in their tracks and looked at the empty space that they had just walked past.
The scene that followed made him hold his breath!
A black figure suddenly appeared at the place where Many had just stood, as if he had always been standing there and had never moved — this figure wore a black robe decorated with complicated patterns and restrained magical waves. His face was a little pale, and his sword-like eyebrows made his face look heroic. But the slight dark circles under his eyes made him look a little sick, and the stubbornness and madness in his eyes were like the magma erupting from the crater of a volcano, undisguised and eye-catching!
It's him!
It's actually him?
After the shock, Many's heart was filled with doubt — why did they suddenly see this person?
This person was actually the guy depicted in the statue at the entrance of Baron Odore's mansion — Many were two hundred percent sure that the person they saw was this person!
How did he get here?
The last time she had an impression of him was during Nairíos's dream. He seemed to be at odds with Nairíos … However, there was another detail that she naturally noticed. To be able to speak to Nairíos as an equal, there was no need to mention his status.
Moreover, from the current information, his relationship with Nairíos was definitely not ordinary. It could even be said that it was far beyond the boundaries of "friends" or "comrades." Brothers?
Many are uncertain.
The next question followed — — did he discover me?
He wasn't sure, but it seemed like the other party didn't see him at all.
His face was almost directly facing many people, but not a single ripple could be seen on his solemn face. His gaze was somewhat empty as it passed through many bodies, as if he was looking at the forest in front of him without any focus.
"Crack, crack, crack …"
Suddenly, many people saw him clench his fists tightly. The sound of his knuckles cracking could be heard clearly even from so far away!
The black-clothed man frowned slightly, and his gaze shifted down slightly, as if he was thinking about something important. Then, as if he had made up his mind, he heaved a sigh of relief. When he raised his head again, his entire temperament had changed. It was as if the two extreme emotions of madness and calmness had instantly transformed into a rippleless ancient well. He raised his legs and strode forward, and his every movement was filled with a rich aura of superiority. Many could tell at a glance that this person's strength and authority were one in a million!
Even Emperor Charnak couldn't compare to his aura!
His steps were not hurried, but he walked very fast in the forest. Many people stared blankly as he walked straight towards them. Then, he walked straight past less than a meter in front of them. He did not even look at them for a second!
Could this be another memory?
No, this wasn't Nairíos's memory!
Many knew that once he entered the dream, what he saw and heard would definitely be related to Nairíos. However, what was happening now seemed to have nothing to do with Nairíos, but was closely related to someone who had once had a serious conflict with Nairíos!
After confirming his judgment, Many hurriedly followed this mysterious fellow. The more he walked, the more he felt that he was in someone else's memory. This was because he saw that the weeds he stepped on did not change shape, and did not even make a sound … Many should have noticed this a long time ago, but his previous battle with the Caucasian Trolls had left his mind in a mess. It could be said that he was currently in a very bad state. Whether it was fighting or thinking, Many felt that he couldn't keep up with the pace.
Was the wooden stick in his hand real?
Many carefully looked at the stick in his hand, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with its touch. He looked at his empty right leg, and then gave up on exploring if this was a memory. Instead, he turned his attention to the person walking in front of him.
In less than a few hundred meters, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed!
Many did not understand what was going on. He saw the man in black walking into a small path. The path seemed to be built, and the trees on both sides gave way to a path in the middle. But when Many followed this person through the path, the whole world seemed to suddenly change color.
The forest before was mainly colored with large areas of green leaves and light yellow fallen leaves, but now it was full of greenish-gray stones!
The whole world seemed to darken a few degrees in an instant!
Temple?
Moon Goddess Temple!?
Many swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This seemed to be the temple that Elder Valencia had mentioned!
The appearance of the building in front of them was extremely similar to Dashiell's temple!
Or in other words … it was exactly the same!
Apart from the trees at the edge of the path being slightly different from Dashiell's, the layout and decorations here were exactly the same as the temple's entrance. Even the steps were the same!
The black-clothed man walked up the stairs and then stopped.
Many followed behind him and looked at him quietly, waiting for this fellow's next move.
"Back off."
The man in black suddenly spoke softly, and this caused Many's heart to skip a beat. Were they discovered?
There was no one around. Obviously, what he said was very likely to be directed at them!
But the next moment, Many suddenly realized that this fellow was not speaking in the common language … but in the troll language!
"Always at your command."
A few orderly voices suddenly came from both sides of the man in black. Then, a slender troll suddenly flashed out of the air!
This was completely different from sneaking!
Many saw that the bodies of these trolls seemed to have a natural hazy feeling. They looked like smoke and were actually translucent. They looked very similar to the forest trolls, but they did not have obvious fangs. Only their pointed ears, slender limbs, and seemingly thin waists showed that they were trolls!
Cullen trolls?
Are these the trolls that Elder Valencia had mentioned that could turn invisible?
Many couldn't sense their presence at all. The moment they appeared, there were no fluctuations. This was not something that a normal stealth profession could do. There were a total of seven Cullen trolls in front of the man in black. Every one of them wore decent leather armor and had two long daggers on their waists. They lowered their heads and bowed respectfully to the man in black.
After saying this, they lowered their heads and retreated, once again disappearing without any fluctuations.