Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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After Merlin instantly disappeared from the eyes of Hermes and Arihog, it took two seconds for the two "audience" angels to look at each other.

Hermes smiled a little awkwardly:
"As you can see, my authority has been stolen, and now I am just a spectator."

He spread his hands and looked at Eric Hogg, who had not spoken yet: "It seems that you have to give me a ride into the subconscious ocean here."

Ericogg pondered for a second and asked cautiously: "Who is that person just now? Do you have any grudges with him? Why does he call himself a wandering magician? I clearly feel that he has..." Source Castle And the breath of a certain uniqueness!

Although it seems to be missing some power, it is already a god, and a powerful enough god!

He looked at Hermes warily, trying to detect his lies. If Hermes had a conflict with the powerful man at the god level just now, then he would simply distance himself from him decisively, leave Hermes alone here, and enter the subconscious ocean to find Levished.

"There is no conflict between me and Him..."

Hermes' answer was very calm, without any sign of guilt: "At least not for now, right? If He really wanted to do something, he could have just killed me. With His ability and personality, it is impossible You can’t steal my Sequence [-] soul.”

"Who knows if that could be a trap?"

Eric Hog was still worried: "The power he used just now was a high-level use of 'stealing'. I also know the personality and hobbies of that time angel very well. Coupled with the aura on his body and the extraordinary power he holds, could it be that Is he the one on Origin Castle?"

"I don't pose any threat to you now, nor do I pose any threat to Him. I'm just an ordinary 'audience'."

Hermes spread his hands and smiled without any worry, as if he had already given up: "However, you are the one who wants to go to Levished no matter what. Even the existence on Origin Castle also wants to get together. It’s lively, don’t you want to go?”

"Then why do you keep following me?" Eric Hogg asked, "You have encountered such danger, you should give up. I can't figure out why you are as determined as me to go to Levished. Is it just for pilgrimage?"

"Almost. I regret that the magnificent 'Sky City' disappeared from the world before I had time to see it. After a lot of hard work, I finally found the clue in "Grossell's Travels". "Hermes' words were quite sincere, and his behavior showed no signs of guilty lies. It’s as if He traveled thousands of miles and took the initiative to look for Arihog in the dream just to see the legendary Levished. It’s hard for people to be on guard. “I’ll take a look from a distance. Then you can take me.” Just send it out from the dreamland.”

The more sincere He was, the more strange he felt in his heart.

"You swear by your power and characteristics." The dragon finally said, "After entering the subconscious ocean, you cannot do anything detrimental to me, otherwise the power you have stolen will never be returned to your hands. , you will also lose control and die on the spot."

Hermes thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "No problem."

After he finished swearing on his extraordinary characteristics, Hermes said goodbye to Snowman, took a final deep look at the cross in the church and walked out of the door. Arihog stretched out a scaly, sharp dragon front paw from the layered cloth robe, grabbed Hermes' shoulders, their bodies floated up, and Arihog took him in The subconscious ocean.

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Merlin lightly entered the ascetic monk's dream and took in the complete picture of Snowman's dream:

This is also a church, an extremely majestic church.

The classical stone pillars supported the towering dome, but they did not make the hall fragmented. It was still exaggeratedly wide.

The door of this church is too high and wide even for giants. On both sides, candles placed in silver cups emit warm light.

The altar at the front is magnificent, with a gray cross and a statue of the god carrying the cross erected above it.

The face of the statue is not very clear, but it has a feeling of pity for the world.

Snowman also sat in the first row, facing the altar, lowering his head and closing his eyes, concentrating on praying.

Merlin glanced at the gray cross, then closed his eyes suddenly as if he had been stabbed, pressed his temples and looked away. He caught a glimpse of Snowman, who was praying just like in the real world. Circles of illusory ripples suddenly appeared in the depths of his light brown and golden eyes. Those ripples continued to sink into the depths, returning to darkness and tranquility.

Invisible fluctuations occurred, and the altar in front of the church suddenly blurred.

This magnificent thing, together with the cross and the statue of the god on it, simultaneously became blurry and distorted, and then suddenly expanded, erupting into light and shadow that were not too strong. This light and shadow intertwined into a three-dimensional portrait. It was a majestic and continuous mountain range, with the main peak towering into the clouds. However, the white clouds did not dare to cover the main peak and separated to the two sides on their own.

On the top of the mountain stood a huge cross that was higher than the mountain. In front of it sat a majestic figure covered in layers of light. Angels with two wings, four wings, or six wings, holding trumpets, playing harps, or flutes, circled and danced around the majestic figure, sometimes praising and sometimes singing.

He had seen such a scene on the mural before, and knew that the god was the ancient sun god, and that the figures with twelve pairs of wings on their backs were the kings of angels.

But such a picture is so standard, exactly the same as the description in the remaining holy scriptures, and the images of all the angels are also so standard and sacred and tall. It has become evidence that Snowman never had the opportunity to visit the real kingdom of heaven during his lifetime. At least, Merlin knew that Medici would definitely not be holding a musical instrument, flying around the cross in the sky with his wings and singing. If he had seen him in person, he would never be able to imagine such a religious scene.

Merlin snapped his fingers, and a door, or rather an empty doorframe, appeared in front of him.

In the distance outside the door are still the sacred mountains and the clear sky with angels flying over, but inside the door is a gray world. The front is no longer the image of heaven imagined by Snowman, but has become a cliff.

After a little divination for safety, Merlin made a staircase appear on the edge of the cliff. He walked down step by step. The stairs were winding and twisting, going deep into the darkness, grayness, and silence. Step by step, he entered a strange spiritual world where the bottom could not be seen.

There was a pitch-black void all around, and there was not even an echo of footsteps.

It was as if I was walking under thousands of meters of water, and I was the only one left in the world.

The world of the soul is silent, with no end in sight, and it seems that there is no end. Only the audience can exist in this place for a long time and ensure that there is no problem in their own hearts. In this lonely and quiet environment that makes people want to go crazy, Merlin doesn't feel anything. He doesn't need to comfort himself, he doesn't need to stop to rest, he doesn't feel bored or frustrated, and he doesn't even plan to use "Make a Wish" to get himself to the bottom directly. .

"This is the spiritual world, the realm of consciousness."

After descending for an unknown amount of time, he finally stepped onto the solid but vague gray ground.

Looking up from here, you can see the swaying lights and shadows. They are dense and overlapping, forming an illusory sea.

Just as He was about to walk forward, a "water flow" suddenly surged through him, and a blurry light and shadow stood up from it.

It was a gray-blue giant six to seven meters tall, with leather with dragon scales wrapped around his chest and abdomen. The exposed areas were covered with all kinds of patterns, symbols and logos that could not be described in words and exceeded the scope of normal senses.

His one vertical eye was filled with bloodshot eyes, exuding a violent aura without concealment, with an obvious tendency to destroy, and he was biting a bloody human leg.

This is a demigod-level giant!

He is a shadow left in the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, perhaps from an actual encounter of the ancestors of humans or other races, or perhaps from the experiences of giants such as Grossel.

As soon as he appeared, that crazy emotion spread to Merlin, like a contagious plague.

This is a world where spirit, consciousness, and soul are in direct contact!

Merlin glanced at him, his eyes suddenly turned pure gold, his pupils stood up, and "Dragon Power", which was dozens of times more powerful than a giant, rushed out, merging this unknown amount of negative emotions and similar memories like wind and clouds. The spirits of the demigod-level giants were shattered into pieces. Before they could make any resistance, the gray-blue giant turned into tiny mental remnants and melted into the subconscious world.

He blinked and let his pupils return to normal. "Is this a spiritual imprint? It is not the powerful spiritual legacy of a high-sequence person, but an image formed by the fusion of countless similar memories and emotions..." He simply analyzed it with the spiritual authority he had just obtained, and then Then move on.

The giant biting the human legs and having bloodshot eyes did not actually exist. He was essentially the strong emotion produced by a certain person or creatures.

This emotion stemming from extremely deep impressions enters the subconscious, spreads from the island of one's own soul to the surrounding illusory "ocean", and gradually settles down, turning into a mark - not all emotions and consciousness can eventually settle, absolutely Most of them will be erased by time and washed away by "sea water". Only the extremely strong or repeated ones can survive.

Once it becomes an imprint, it is a drop of water in the ocean of collective subconsciousness, which can reversely affect the surrounding creatures of the same species and become their common ancient "memory" engraved in the blood.

Merlin took two steps and suddenly raised his head.

Nearly a hundred meters of shadow passed over the ground, and two huge flying dragons flew past the subconscious ocean. This mythical scene seemed to return to the ancient era when giant dragons soared freely in the sky.

Their destination is...

In the blink of an eye, the dragon flew very far away. Merlin straightened his hat and caught up to the same distance with a snap of his fingers.

……

"I feel its presence."

After an unknown amount of time, the two dragons sometimes changed their flight trajectories, sometimes rising, sometimes turning, and suddenly, Arihog spoke excitedly.

Almost at the moment His words fell, the gray distant sky in front of them suddenly opened up. What appeared in front of them was a "deep sea pit", with an island-sized city floating in the center of the pit.

The foundation of this city is gray-white, with magnificent stone pillars tens to hundreds of meters high erected on it. They either stand there alone, or together they support towering ancient palaces. The whole thing is both strange and magnificent. , unlike ordinary creatures that can build.

Hermes had a vague impression, and Merlin, who was following them from afar, didn't know this city, but an idea suddenly popped up in his mind:
"City of Miracles, Levished!"

At this moment, Arihog's flying movements suddenly stopped. Although there was no need for wind to assist flying in the subconscious ocean, once the thought of "flying" stopped, he almost fell from the sky.

But soon, he returned to normal and looked at the city in front of him with even more enthusiasm, as if he couldn't wait to return there.

Levished is a floating city imagined out of thin air by the ancient god Angelweed, the "Dragon of Fantasy". No matter from every aspect, it can be called a miracle, even a miracle.

It is grander and more vast than the "Ting of the Giants", and has unusual characteristics. Each stone pillar is nearly [-] meters high, like a seat for giant dragons to rest. It is an unforgettable place that is impressive just by hearing about it. city ​​of.

This is the real "City of Miracles" and "Floating City". It is suspended in the center of the huge pit, just like it once floated above the clouds, but it lacks the giant dragons flying from all directions!
Arihog, who had been vigilant along the way, was now bent on entering the former dragon's homeland, and could not care less about Hermes who was following him. Because for Him, a guy whose authority has been stolen is really not worth guarding against. Even if He is given a knife, it is impossible to pierce His weak flesh with pure muscle strength. He swooped down directly, flew towards "Levished", and skillfully stopped on one of the stone pillars.

When he returned to his hometown, he was very excited. He stayed back and forth for a while on the stone pillar where he had rested most often before spreading his wings again and heading straight to the 200-meter-high tower in the center of the city. Huge palace.

Hermes also followed, but he restored his human form in mid-air, adjusted his direction and speed, passed between several thick stone pillars nearly a hundred meters high, fell layer by layer, and stepped on the gray ground. Slowly, solemnly, and step by step, he stepped into this kingdom that once belonged to the ancient gods. His movements could even be described as reverent, as if he were truly a pilgrim yearning for the dragon civilization.

In front of the majestic palace, which has a gray appearance and a height of more than 200 meters, there are several thick stone pillars that are shorter than itself, as if standing a team of straight guards.

He could imagine that when the "Miracle City" Levished was still floating in the air, there must be powerful dragons squatting on these stone pillars.

This is the attendant or servant of the ancient god.

In front of him, Arihog had landed on the platform in front of the palace, folded his wings and walked in quickly.

At this moment, Merlin was still standing on the edge of the pit. Looking at this strange and coordinated scene of a man and a dragon, he suddenly felt that something was not right.

Therefore, he resisted the idea of ​​jumping directly, and instead grabbed a lot of paper figures from the historical projection.

There is a flash of gray aura on these paper figures, and each of them can be used as a simple carrier of the power of Source Castle, and are also directly controlled by him. Merlin stretched out his hand and spread them gently, letting them float into every corner of the city, sticking lightly to stone pillars, walls and hidden corners of buildings. Then, He stepped away a little, looking at Levished in the pit, preparing for something to happen.

At this moment, Levished was still very calm.

Hermes has walked to the center of Levished, only a few hundred meters away from the palace that may be the residence of the Dragon King.

At this moment, a mutation occurred.

——The dragon's roar broke the silence.

Immediately afterwards, a huge voice suddenly came from the interior of the more than 200-meter-high palace, turning into a huge sound wave, and went straight to Hermes, who had already stepped on the first step of the hall:
"Get out!"

Until this moment, Hermes still had a smile on his face, but now his smile became cunning, like an old fox who had successfully lured his prey into a trap. Facing Arihog's voice, dragon scales suddenly appeared on his body and he withstood the impact.

Then, before the second wave of attacks struck, Hermes walked all the stairs in three steps and two steps at a time, knelt down on the broad and huge platform in front of the hall, and bowed deeply toward the hall. .

The next moment, the roof of the hall suddenly exploded, and Arihog flew out with vibrating wings, his movements full of nervousness. He could not wait to return to his hometown just now, but now it seems as if something is chasing him behind him, and he does not dare to stay for a moment!

At the same time, his temperament also changed, completely different from before.

He glanced angrily at Hermes, who was kneeling on the platform. Just as he was about to rise into the sky and leave, the surroundings suddenly became extremely bright.

In the hall with a broken ceiling, a sun rose.

As for Arihog, it was as if he was struck by lightning. The sun's rays made him unable to see anything. After hovering in the air for a while like a headless fly, he was forced to land on top of a stone pillar in front of the platform.

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Behind the throne belonging to Angelweed, the "Dragon of Fantasy", a bronze door slowly opened, and an illusory dark gray ocean containing countless colors flowed out of it.

The sun also rises from here, facing the worship of Hermes.

Arihog, no, the spirit of the former dragon king Angelweed has awakened in this angel-level virtual dragon. Returning to Levished is to evoke these memories and "resurrection" him. Method. But he never thought that he would be used by God's subordinates without knowing anything, and even took the other party directly into Levished along the way, awakening the "pollution" behind the throne!
The power of the chaotic sea surged out, the illusory huge light and shadow rose from the sea, and the subconscious ocean had the sun.

The worship of the sun suddenly radiated in all directions and was imprinted on the instincts and subconscious thoughts of almost all gods.

Angelweed, who was just an angel, was suppressed by the terrifying aura and could not raise his head. He could only squat on the stone pillar and look at the ground, as if he was worshiping the figure and the sun rising from the sea.

Immediately afterwards, the figure became taller, surpassing the stone pillars hundreds of meters tall, as if standing tall and tall.

He stretched out his hand, picked up some "water" from the sea of ​​chaos, and gently poured it on Angelweed's lowered head to baptize Him.