Chapter 1098 Dream World

Night has come.

The world seems to be outlined by rough lines, showing a strangeness similar to graffiti or simple strokes. Everything seems to be shrouded in a hazy white veil, like a scene in a dream.

Herman looked at the thin layer of white mist that enveloped him, the "medium" through which he could come to this world.

As for this world...the "dream world" that has a mapping relationship with the real world, few people can touch it here.

A human figure with white smoke walked through the street, which was the shadow of ordinary people in the dream world, and it could be seen that there were many ribbons of different colors mixed.

Those who control magic will leave such traces, of course, including those magic vehicles that use magic as energy, but the traces left by these inanimate objects do not produce color.

"It's a little difficult." Herman looked at the red traces that followed, which had now melted into the colorful ribbons on the street, and pressed his forehead in distress.

With a sigh, he opened the cane again, took out the small bottle from before, and sprayed it twice, the thin layer of mist suddenly looked much thicker.

On the contrary, the dream world that seems to be shrouded in hazy white fog looks a lot clearer, and the color bands that are about to dissipate also become a lot clearer.

Barely discerning the direction of the red trace, Herman followed and walked over. During this period, he naturally encountered a lot of pedestrians who looked like white fog. He passed through without dodging, as if the two sides were in different time and space.

Following the traces, I finally came to a certain street location. After passing the street corner, I stopped immediately.

The blood-like red figure walked in front, leaving striking traces behind, and the building was also affected, out of tune with the surrounding scene.

Herman stopped and retreated to the corner with a surprised expression, as if he couldn't believe what he had just seen.

Rhona, who was about to open the door, seemed to notice something and looked behind him. There was no one on the street, only the street lamps on both sides exuded orange light, which seemed to divide the road into sections from a distance.

He frowned, as if he didn't believe that his perception was wrong, walked towards the place where the peeping feeling was just now, and then looked around carefully.

He lived in a relatively remote location, and it was not too early, so he didn't see anyone, only the street lights stretched to the end of his line of sight.

Herman was standing not far away, and in just a few seconds just now, he took out the small bottle and sprayed it a few times. The mist, which had become a little thin due to time, suddenly thickened a lot.

Watching Rona leave after searching fruitless, he sighed softly and whispered, "Perception is really scary."

Then I looked at the small bottle in my hand. There was a light blue liquid in it, reflecting the glow like a star. It has now been used for almost a third of the time.

Putting it away, a distressed expression appeared on his face: "I have used so much... I hope this time I won't lose money..."

Then he walked to the street corner again, and looked at the faintly glowing red building from a distance, his eyes flickering.

It is reasonable to do such a big thing and run away. Is it because of his own strength that he is not afraid? Or...is there something in St. Nia that made him stay?

Herman narrowed his eyes, and a slightly interested smile gradually appeared on his face. Although he had found the mission goal in such a short time, he felt that he was not in a hurry to tell Erhard the news.

Maybe you can see what is there in Sannia that made the murderer decide to stay here, but not now.

Herman couldn't help yawning, the sleepiness came in like a tide. It's very late today, let's talk about it tomorrow.

. In the Red Maple Street, the Knight Guard led by Erhard is still dutifully stationed here. Erhard paced in place, looking at the tragic building from time to time.

It has been a long time since Herman entered through the window, but until now he has no intention of coming out.

After two more turns, Erhard frowned and made a decision: "Come on, follow me in and have a look."

With a few knights, they entered the building that looked precarious through the window. The first floor had completely collapsed, and the window had become the most normal entrance.

"Go find it, remember not to make any noise." After two orders, Erhard and the knights began to search in the building.

Ten minutes later, when they gathered on the ground next to them, Erhard listened to the reports of these people and came to the conclusion: Herman disappeared out of thin air.

"I heard that every time Detective Herman goes to the site, he will let all the people present leave. When people go in, they will find that he has already left. I thought it was just a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"We are all stationed by the side, even if the light is not very good, someone will definitely find out when he leaves, which means that he disappeared out of thin air..."

Those knights were talking with a somewhat surprised expression, and it was indeed a novel feeling to see the things described in the rumors in person.

"It turned out to be long gone..." Erhard looked up at the building that looked like a fallen giant, and shook his head helplessly, wasting so much time in vain.

Rhona returned to the room, turned on the switch, and the lights powered by magic power instantly lit up the dark room.

He put the windbreaker and top hat on the hanger next to him, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat down on the sofa in the room. He was ready to test his latest ability.

The perimeter of the house has been covered by him to be able to separate

The magic inscription of absolute energy flow, ordinary extraordinary people can't detect it at all.

With the appearance of the idea in his mind, he felt that his hands had changed, as if bursts of heat were emerging, and the color of his nails turned red...

In the blink of an eye, it has turned into sharp claws like beasts, but it doesn't have the slightest sense of grimness. Instead, it has an elegant beauty and is full of strange breath.

He took out the silver-white mithril, stretched out a finger and swiped it lightly, and the harsh friction sound followed, leaving a hideous trace where he passed, and the mithril also showed a state of being corroded. .

With a flick of a finger not far away, the sharp blade condensed from blood-red energy touched the wall in the blink of an eye, and the magic inscription that was originally invisible was instantly activated, and bright lines appeared.

. The magic power gathered and stalemate with the blood-colored energy. After a few seconds, both of them reached their limit, and a subtle explosion sounded.

Rona nodded with satisfaction, the power is good, if the proficiency is improved, it is enough to become one of his trump cards.