As a follower of the Ackerman demigod of Dagon secret order, the high priest of the Francis parish, the believer of the father Dagon and the mother **** Hydra, the scaleless pink snake that sneaks in the land of dreams.

Even though she was trapped in the cage of the heresy of the cultist Dawn, the old woman Angelina still gritted her teeth and endured it.

Since being imprisoned in this cell of unknown dimensions, she has been tortured by Dawn's heresy.

Dreaming, hypnotizing, questioning... all kinds of methods take turns in battle.

These damned and greedy cultists not only invaded their homeland, but now they are using the means to torture her compatriots on her.

Under those terrible inhuman tortures, her spirituality, will, and soul have been tested unprecedentedly in history.

She can no longer guard the secrets of Dagon's secret teaching!

——Except for the Ackerman demigod who rescued her from the quagmire.

The long interrogation made her lose the concept of time.

All the magic items on her body were also raided, only like a maggot, lingering and panting in this place of resentment.

"Boom—"

Outside the pitch-black cage, there was a deafening explosion that awakened the old woman Angelina.

She opened her eyes and looked out.

I saw the railing that had always been invisible, and suddenly appeared, countless golden dust attached to it, like gunpowder, corroding the incantation on the railing.

In the twinkling light, a black shadow flashed past the fence, and finally fleeed into the distance.

This should be a prison robber, but his target is not Angelina.

He stopped not far away, twisted the railing, rescued a beautiful girl, and then escaped into the void.

The old woman Angelina was at a loss!

After a while, she came back to her senses, looking at the still burning railing, suddenly waving her secretly gathered spirituality, she slammed into it.

"Crack!"

The railings shattered at the touch of a touch, disintegrating into the sky full of stars in the dark.

The old woman's pupils were dilated, she didn't have time to think, staggering and crawling out of the railing.

The suppressed characteristics in the body gradually become active.

She felt the existence of the dream again.

Almost instinctively, she took a step forward and completely disappeared in this cage.

The wind of freedom whizzed in her ears.

The dying body gradually regained its vitality while running wildly.

When her figure stopped again, she had already arrived in the dreamland·Uzza City.

"Escaped?"

The old woman stopped and looked at the familiar foreign buildings around her with an incredible expression on her face.

She pursed her lips and was about to whistle subconsciously to contact the contracted cat, but the silent whistle did not sound.

The thought that suddenly flashed in her mind made her stop moving.

She looked at the surrounding environment with a complicated face, took a deep breath, and chanted in a low voice:

Guardian of Uzza's Cat!

The flame of the sun is your eyes; the moon of dreams is your palace.

The lion and the cat are the embodiment of your anger and blessings.

Your humble follower, pray for your watch!

During the chanting of prayers, the old woman took out the gold-bottomed split pupils to increase the favor of the corpse chewers and the goddess of cats.

The noise fell, and the noisy city of Uzza suddenly became quiet.

It seems that time has been frozen by the gods.

"Still a dream..."

The old woman Angelina whispered pale, her old face getting older.

"Ugh……"

A sigh came from the side alley, and Arthurs, the son of the devil, looked regretful.

The dream in the dream is very powerful, but it also has too many bugs that cannot be solved.

"Tell me, how did you contact the Ackerman demigod?" Ning Xiuyuan asked.

The old woman's expression was dull, and she was indifferent to the inquiries of the cultists.

But in my mind, the contact method still flashed subconsciously.

No, at this moment, her brain is blank.

"You, what did you do to me?"

She realized what was missing, her expression suddenly twisted and stern.

Ning Xiuyuan ignored it, and the surrounding scenery quickly collapsed.

The old woman returned to the gray cell again, and the humid air and the oozing barking were still so real.

"Old guy, she's the boss, it's closed." Ning Xiuyuan ordered casually.

"Is it all out?" The old guy's voice came from the darkness.

"Everything that can be dug is basically done. If you have the means, you can try it." Ning Xiu said.

At this time, the expression of the old woman who was once again detained in the cage has gradually calmed down from the shock and shock.

She listened to Ning Xiuyuan's conversation, and suddenly laughed.

"Here is still a dream, right?"

"You didn't steal my thoughts, otherwise you wouldn't keep me locked up."

"Hahaha, I admit that your dreaming ability is very powerful, but what is fake will always be fake."

The old woman's voice sharpened, it was unwilling anger, but also a comfort for self-deception!

Outside the cage, Ning Xiuyuan glanced at the old woman pityingly, then turned and left.

crazy!

She was completely crazy.

From then on, she could no longer believe the truth unless God answered her prayers.

Yes, Ning Xiuyuan has released the old woman from her dream.

In fact, he could have long been able to steal the old woman's thoughts and obtain the ultimate intelligence through language fraud.

But he still chose to keep the old woman in a dream.

The reason is very simple. It is very rare for a transcendent person of the illusion system to achieve one path. With her as the experimental subject, it is easy to perfect his dream dream.

Unfortunately, Abbe’s invitation is coming soon, otherwise he would like to shut down for a while.

Back at the office, Ning Xiuyuan immediately opened the letter and wrote the interrogation report.

He didn't hide the contact method of the Akaman demigod.

Because of the news of the old woman's accident, after so long, the mysterious Akaman demigod would be alert as long as he was not a fool.

Therefore, even if the information is obtained, it is of little value.

It's better to hand it over generously.

After sending out the letter, Ning Xiuyuan had a big deal. After arranging Francis affairs, he immediately boarded the steam train to Abbe in a low-key manner.

At this time, the time has not yet reached the end of June.

There are nine days left before the coronation ceremony of Prince Luke.

In other words, Ning Xiu was gone early.

However, Ning Xiuyuan had to go early, because the steam train to Abbe only runs once a week. If he catches the train on June 28, including the journey, the itinerary is somewhat hasty.

Of course, he can also copy the dreamland and reach it overnight.

But that is too much spiritual consumption.

It is better to go there by car.

"Arthurs!"

Just walked into the first-class cabin, Ning Xiuyuan had not yet found his position, and he let out an exclamation, which not only attracted Ning Xiuyuan's attention, but also caused everyone in the first-class cabin to look over.

"Arrogant, in the name of the bishop, how can you call his name?"

An urgent and impatient reprimand sounded.

I saw a middle-aged man with an exquisite beard and sideburns and luxurious aristocratic clothes scolding a lady wearing a white lace skirt.

——It was just this lady in the white dress, calling Arthurs directly.

After the reprimand, the middle-aged man quickly walked to Ning Xiuyuan's side, stroked his chest and apologized:

"Master Bishop, please forgive the little girl's ignorance. She definitely didn't mean to offend. She just couldn't help but see the adults, and then she blurted out excitedly."

As a local nobleman of Francis, he naturally knows better than anyone, just how much authority the cardinal on the pastoral side has!

At this time, his daughter lowered her head with an embarrassment on her face.

The attention of everyone in the carriage ~www.readwn.com~ made her wish to get into the cracks in the ground.

She was too excited, and then blurted out.

"It's okay!"

Ning Xiuyuan raised his hand and looked at the embarrassing appearance of the woman in the white dress almost burying her head in her chest. He thought for a while, approached and took off the gentleman's hat on his head, and smiled:

"Ms. Lucia, long time no see! Thorn Rose did not expel my free member of the Association, right?"

"what?"

Lucia, who was reprimanded by her father, feeling ashamed, raised her head in amazement.

It was Arthurs's gentle and approachable smile at the extreme of his eyes.

And father’s sluggish face with wide eyes and open mouth;

Even the people in the carriage looked incredibly surprised!

——This Lucia is no one else, but one of the members of the Thorns and Rose Magic Association.

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