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Chapter 80 0080: Dream Revelation (fragment, non-text)
Nights in Palotusbi were cold and dangerous.

The freezing rain was as hard and thick as pine needles, constantly bombarding the leather tents. Even so, it couldn't wake up the tired refugees, and there were even light snores in the noisy water.

The charcoal fire used by the bandits for the winter gave the expedition team a comfortable dream.

Ken was sleeping lightly on the bed made of blankets. The legacy left by the orc leader was indeed rich, and he finally had the opportunity to enjoy a wave to relieve his mental fatigue.

Turn over and fall into a dream.

Thick fog rose around, and in the hazy and gloomy world, the blue light that came from nowhere was evenly plated on the smoke.

Whispers on all sides, waves blowing like the wind.

The part that spread out reveals a pitch-black silhouette. The tall and majestic body stands quietly like a mountain. There is a bone-chilling coldness from the air, and the touch of the sharp and painful skin is quite real.

Ken looked down and found that he was barefoot, stepping on dark ice bricks.

Freezing rain appeared in the dream.

Water droplets hit the cheeks and outstretched arms.

He observed with the help of the dim blue light, the liquid seemed to be very viscous, and the moment this thought popped up in his heart, the rain seemed to start to change, becoming more and more like...

"Blood."

Ken felt a shudder.

The mist suddenly pounced on him, like surging waves, scrambling to slap on the reef far away from the coast!

Cold, suffocating, the soul of the living.

He opened his eyes, and saw the silhouette quickly disappearing behind the mist, more than one, with strange shapes, which aroused awe and fear, and all kinds of wild and savage fantasies rushed into his mind!

"Stop, stay away from me, who are you!"

Ken took half a step in the tent, left the shelf in the morning and evening, and directly chopped the storage box into waste products. The flying sawdust startled Kuima who broke into the tent.

"Sir, where is the enemy?"

Immediately afterwards, Heila, Nightwatchman, and Lizard Riders all gathered here and guarded the tent in the center.

The sound of chaotic footsteps in the rainy night became more and more dense.

"Get out of here, it's just a nightmare."

Ken laughed.

"I'm overly nervous. It's dangerous at night. The patrolling guards are doubled. Everyone must be vigilant against secret arts and curses. Any abnormalities must be reported!"

He gasped again and again, as if he hadn't recovered from the panic.

There is a gadfly doctor who refines medicine in Heila.

He took out the crystal engraved with the magic circle to help Ken's forehead, lit two strangely colored candles, muttered strange spells, and used all kinds of tricks. The tent became quiet and comfortable, and he got a little closer People feel that the pressure is relieved a lot.

Notes usually explain the anomaly.

But this time he was unmoved.

There are two possibilities. The first is ordinary nightmares. The high-intensity command of the day-to-day raids is indeed prone to neurasthenia.

Or, nightmares and notes, are from the same source.

Ken shunned everyone, sat alone on the bed, propped up his arms, and tried his best to recall all the details of the dream, including the fleeting inspiration and the dark shadow that he avoided.

The freezing rain was sparse, without the madness of the first half of the night.

The quiet tent reminded him of the dilapidated huts of tribal fighters in the village of Santon Kaya on the day he woke up.

"Hey."

Unfortunately, it was too late to repay, so Hamsin sacrificed himself.

Ken stood up abruptly.

"correct."

The cold and hazy illusion, the unattainable mysterious shadow, isn't this the old god!
Could it be that those weird guys in the dream just now, who surrounded themselves in the center, were the peak era of Palotusbi...

Those gods that exist in legends?

　This part is important and implies many things.

　　I can't handle it well, and I don't know where to put it. After thinking about it, let's just post a clip and update a chapter in the early morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)