Chapter 180 Eternal Sleeping Power.

The torrential rain poured down, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the cold wind from the northern frigid zone carried the same cold rain and splashed on the steeple of the castle. On this day, the most prestigious and eldest people in the Kant led a dream. They dreamed that Time seemed to go back thirty years ago, back to the same rainy night—their young, strong, just and merciful lord was driving back to the town in a carriage, and Condégu was not far in front of the carriage. The tall and majestic outer walls and towers of the fort were shrouded in fog and night caused by the rain, and the carriage was running on the endless road, like a dream that could not wake up.

Gawain was walking in the deep and long underground corridor, which led to the north tower of the castle. The soldiers who were supposed to guard this corridor fell to their posts. They still had aura, but their spirits were gone. Being stripped of this world and entering into a dream that is hard to wake up, at the same time, this dream is also freed from the shackles of illusion, it extends its tentacles into the real world, leaving itself in the real world formed by matter Distorted projection.

The mottled stone walls are covered with moss, and the moss peels off continuously, revealing the decayed and deformed walls below. The time-space logic inside the corridor seems to have lost its regularity at this moment. The scene in the dream and the scene in the real world are the same. The positions are alternately staged, and the magic spar lamps embedded on the wall also flicker on and off, reflecting the ancient oil paintings between the lamps and lanterns.

Boom!

A sound of thunder pierced the sky, and the underground corridor, which had a thick ceiling and was completely closed, was actually illuminated by the lightning as bright as day. The dark ceiling did not know when huge cracks appeared, and between the cracked stones, A dark sky can be seen from which torrential rain pours down.

Gawain looked up, and through the ceiling of the corridor, he could vaguely see that the entire upper half of the North Tower was floating in the sky in pieces. They kept spinning, and pieces of broken bricks and rubble were scattered between the collisions.

He ignored all of this and walked straight through the promenade full of wind and rain. The unpredictable rain sprinkled on his body, sometimes soaking him all over, and sometimes disappearing - each observation showed a different result.

The heavy oak door finally appeared in front of him, just like what he saw in the dream before. Gawain stretched out his hand, but before his finger touched the door, a shadow next to the door suddenly wriggled, and Amber's figure condensed and formed : "Hey! Gawain, you are here!"

Gawain looked at Amber: "Have you found the lantern?"

"I touched it here,

Obvious magic fluctuations can already be sensed here, but no matter how hard I try, I can't open this door! Amber's tone sounded extremely frustrated. Obviously, she was confident before, but as a thief, she couldn't open an antique wooden door, which severely damaged her confidence.

"Can't you open the door?" Gawain frowned. He glanced back at the direction he came from, and found that the strange corridor was now stable again, the damaged walls and roof were closed again, and there were no longer any places in the corridor. There was no mottled moss or broken bricks in the chaotic wind and rain, and the oak gate at the end of the corridor was in a solid and complete state. Although it was old, it was tightly closed.

Gawain looked at Amber: "Did you see the rain in the corridor when you were here?"

The half-elf looked blank: "Rain? How could it be raining in the corridor?"

"It seems that you are still in a dream," Gao Wen knew in his heart. "The door in the dream is sealed, and you can't open it no matter what."

As he spoke, he looked at the oak door, then closed his eyes slightly, recalling in his heart the knowledge and power he had acquired from the mental fragments of the Eternal Sleeper cultists: "Only when you open this door in the real world, you will Only then will we see the real appearance of this castle."

He opened his eyes again, and the cold wind and rain whistled in the corridor, the dark stone ceiling was covered with a series of cracked gaps, moss covered all the walls, and the oak door showed an old mottled, Appearance in disrepair.

With a slight push, the door opened.

Amber's eyes widened when the oak door was pushed open: she finally saw the same thing as Gawain's vision.

The half-elf lady exclaimed: "This...how did the head break like this all of a sudden?!"

Gawain shook his head: "Because this place has not been repaired for 30 years."

Then he walked in front and took Amber into the place that maintained the entire illusion.

The cellar space behind the oak gate is still well preserved. The tower building on the upper floor blocks the torrential rain from the sky, and the surrounding noisy sounds disappear, and the whole world seems to be quiet.

In the hazy dark space, the light of the lantern suddenly lit up, and the warm and gentle light dispelled the darkness. Within the range of light, a female figure in a long white dress emerged.

Behind her is the stone pavilion that Gawain had seen in the dream, and a large number of the same stone pillars as in the dream support the entire cellar. On each stone pillar, there are countless shimmering runes. .

"Mrs. Lilith Kant," Gawain looked at each other quietly, "it's time to wake up."

"Lord Duke, you shouldn't come to this place," Lilith's eyes were full of sadness, "It would be great if you thought nothing happened."

Gawain shook his head slightly: "But it has already happened, you are indulging in this dream, you are just deceiving yourself - the eternal sleeper gave you no good medicine at all, you should know very well, they are just borrowing your hand Draw strength, what they give you is just an illusion."

"But I'm willing to believe it, it's true!" Lilith Kant's emotions suddenly became excited, "I've almost succeeded, I've succeeded! As long as you don't come, as long as I keep hypnotizing myself, I will ...I will..."

Gawain interrupted the woman who had fallen into madness thirty years ago: "You will never succeed, because the power of dreams given to you by the Eternal Sleeper has a congenital defect - the Dreamer himself is always awake! A congenital defect that the Eternal Sleeper can't solve by himself!"

Lilith Kant's expression stiffened for a moment: "Why... do you know?"

"Because I devoured an Eternal Sleeper and gained his knowledge and memory."

Lilith Kant's figure swayed uncontrollably: "So...you perceive the truth here?"

"No," Gawain shook his head, "although I got the knowledge and memory of the eternal sleeper, I was really deceived by this 'real dream' when I first came here - it's a pity that you left too many loopholes , I was able to realize the truth little by little.

"Victor Kant's study has a lot of old books, the latest one was collected thirty years ago;

"About the accident 30 years ago, the people in the territory and in the castle have blurred memories, and about the 'Viscountess', the two groups of people have completely different perceptions;

"Viscount Kant seems to be in charge of the whole castle, but every time it involves you, he shows obvious dullness and dazedness, this is because you are worried that he realizes that he is only living in a dream, giving He has set a strict mind lock;

"But the biggest loophole is not these, but the lantern in your hand - I am afraid that no one in this world knows its origin, but I do know it. That lantern was given as a gift by me seven hundred years ago. It is given to a friend, and its function is to let the 'dream weaver' maintain himself and find a way in the controllable dream world. In other words, the person holding the lantern is the one who truly controls the dream. !"

Amber, who had been in a circle for a long time, finally understood the whole thing. She opened her mouth and pointed at Lilith Kant not far away: "So... so thirty years ago..."

"Yes, Viscount Kant and Master Belm actually died 30 years ago. They died on the spot when the carriage fell down the mountain stream, while the Viscount who went crazy and drank poison and died on the fourth day was known to the world. The lady is the one who survived. This dream was not created by Viscount Kant to recall his lover, on the contrary, it was the Viscountess who accepted the power of the Eternal Sleeper and reshaped her husband in the dream—even letting her own My husband has been the lord of this dream castle for 30 years and has ruled the territory for 30 years!"

"He manages the territory very well! He manages the castle very well! Even if this is a dream, why can't this dream continue!" Lilith Kant's voice suddenly became sharp, her beautiful Her face was quickly filled with hatred and madness, and the lantern, which gave off a soft halo, was suddenly enveloped in a lavender light reminiscent of starlight—the power provided by the Eternal Sleeper had kept this woman alive for thirty years. The youth is not old, but now it is finally time for the cult spell to ask for a price. One second, she was in control of the lantern, and the next second, she has become the slave of this lamp, "Why do you want to destroy all this! Why do you Come to wake the sleeping! If you don't come...if you don't come...everything will be fine!!"

A huge and distorted black shadow formed behind the Viscountess, and the shadow was flickering with colorful starlight. It suddenly condensed a sharp claw from the illusory, whistling and stabbing at Gawain's chest, and the shadow passed through. The voice that came and Lilith Kant's voice overlapped: "What good will it do to you to destroy all this!?"

Gawain raised his hand, and the long sword of the pioneers had already blocked the claws of chaos: "You have used the lives of thousands of people to maintain all this, and it is about to threaten everyone in this entire land. , so destroying it is in my best interest!"

At the same time, in the ruins behind the main building of the castle, Knight Philip's long sword was raised high, and then slashed with force.

The castle was making a terrible sound behind him, and a low rumbling sound was constantly coming from the direction of the north tower. Although the main body of the castle was still intact and stable, the entire north tower was gradually disintegrating in the night sky, turning into pieces scattered and floating in the sky. Under the darkness of the night, and there are constantly huge bricks and roofs disintegrating and disappearing in the torrential rain.

But Knight Philip didn't care about the changes behind him at all. He faithfully executed Gawain's orders. After finding the focus of the blasphemous aura with his ability to detect evil, he began to excavate this collapsed ruin - the powerful knight professional The strength allowed him to easily blow away the rotten and fragile stable ruins and slate floors, and finally, a hidden entrance appeared in front of him.

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