Chapter 170 Shadow Wolf (End of This Volume)
The two of them walked who knows how far in the dark world.
This place is very special, like it has no boundaries.
All dreams and illusions are gone.
Both Bai Lan and Sophia felt that they were most likely washed to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River - that is, the river in the future that was completely occupied.
The demon wolf has a sense of time and space.
But now they all fail.
Bai Lan couldn't notice the passage of time, nor the changes in space.
There is no gravity or matter here.
They seemed to be standing still, or falling, or retreating.
This feeling is the most despairing.
But fortunately, they can serve as a reference for each other, which is the greatest luck.
Facts have also proved that they can really move forward in this darkness.
The real world is full of dark dangers, which can make adult witches and legendary witches fall.
He and Sophia, the two little shrimps, probably didn't take more than two steps before they fell into the darkness.
Fortunately, the darkness of the dream world has been eliminated from dangerous factors.
Despite this, Bai Lan is still worried that they will be trapped here forever.
Fortunately for him, even if he is lost in this dark corner forever, no one will miss him.
After all, no one cares about him.
At best, that group of players will mention them occasionally.
But as time goes by, or the internal test fails, his ID and name will disappear.
Bai Lan didn't particularly care about this matter.
Or before that, he would go crazy or die because of this weird space.
Even though the demon wolf has extremely strong adaptability and survivability.
But there is no way to replenish his consumption here. Sooner or later, all the energy in the body will be exhausted and reduced to a withered skeleton.
But what about Sophia?
She has her mission. She endures sadness and pain and comes to the maze with them to grow up. She should not stay in this boundless dream forever.
No matter what, we have to send her out.
…
Bai Lan and Sophia had been gone for who knows how long.
Finally saw a little light in a dark world.
They were greatly encouraged.
He rushed towards the faint point of light at top speed.
Close.
A desk and a chair.
Sitting on the chair was an ordinary-looking man.
However, they all glowed slightly, as if they were coated with fluorescent powder.
This particular combination stands out in this dark world.
Bai Lan and Sophia looked at the man in surprise.
This scene is a bit strange - mainly because this place is very evil, and any situation will appear very strange.
"Who are you?" Sophia asked warily.
She is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf and rarely has a weak attitude.
The man raised his head and glanced at the two of them, then raised his hand slightly.
Then the quill on Bai Lan's waist immediately flew into the man's hand.
Bai Lan made no move. He realized that he and Sophia were not worth mentioning in front of this person.
No Sequence 9 transcendent could survive in a deep dream for a long time.
Only he and Sophia are special and can last longer.
But at most, the survival time is several times longer than that of ordinary Sequence 9 extraordinary beings.
Because they also have to consume strength.
And the man in front of him has most likely stayed in this world for a long, long time.
The man looked at the quill in his hand and said, "I am the troupe leader. You can also call me the God of Prophecy and Dreams."
He did not hide his identity.
But these words set off huge waves in the hearts of Bai Lan and Sophia.
For a moment, even Sophia, who had a grumpy personality, was speechless.
The true God is right before our eyes!
Even the legendary witch must bow.
The troupe director's attitude was very gentle: "Thank you for sending it. I have been waiting for it for a long time."
He was talking about the quill.
Bai Lan pursed his lips and said, "This is my honor. You are a god, why are you waiting for it?"
[The Anchor Pen] belongs to the God of Dreams, and this is the dream of the God of Dreams. Theoretically speaking, His request for the quill is just a matter of thought.
The troupe director glanced at Bai Lan and said: "My dream can only have one narrative pen, and I left it in the past."
If it were an ordinary quill, he could have as many as he wanted, and it would be easy to fill the entire dream world.
But what is the use of ordinary things?
Theoretically, every extraordinary prop is non-replicable and unique.
The legendary props like [Anchor Pen] are even rarer.
He is a relatively special way.
Can create replicas in the dream world.
Its properties are exactly the same as the original.
The only flaw is that this quill can only be used in the dream world.
But as the god of dreams, he has the authority to reverse dreams and reality.
Theoretically, within the coverage of His power, the replica's quill is the same as the original.
Before the God of Dreams fell, the replica was placed in the past. Held by his past self.
The troupe leader said: "I originally had a second quill, the original, but then two people took it away from me."
The two of them were stunned again when they heard this.
The troupe leader smiled and said: "Why, do you want to snatch it away too? Then you have to tie me to your side for it to be effective."
Bai Lan and Sophia moved in unison, shaking their heads desperately.
Sophia said: "I'm curious, who could do such... transgressive things?"
The troupe leader was very gentle: "Those are two women with very strong potential, fighting from the past to the future.
One is a greedy and beautiful witch, and the other is a smart princess of ice and snow. It is said that they are each other's best friends.
But their ideas are completely different, which is a huge potential contradiction and has the natural soil for tragedy.
I really want to arrange a drama for them to fall in love and kill each other, but unfortunately I can no longer foresee what will happen to them in the future. I wonder how they are doing now? "
Bai Lan and Sophia looked at each other.
How did the Witch of the Wild get her quill?
Sophia's face turned pale. She had a special sense of awe towards the Witch of the Wild.
The legendary witch actually entered the labyrinth and came to this place where the gods fell.
Robbery of the Gods is already incredible.
The success of the robbery gave Bai Lan a little shock.
It's just that the people being robbed only care about their current situation.
When I saw Him, I didn’t show any disgust or rejection.
Bai Lan boldly asked: "How can I leave here?"
The troupe leader raised the quill in his hand: "Just write down a sentence."
Bai Lan said calmly: "I tried, but it lost its power."
The troupe leader shook his head slightly: "That's because you are not with me, so the quill will fail."
Seeing the troupe leader, the desk and chairs all emitted a faint glow, illuminating a circle with a radius of three meters centered on him in the darkness.
And the quill also shone brightly in the aperture, obviously regaining its divine power.
Bai Lan immediately understood why He said he would tie Him to his side.
Bai Lan stared at the quill, then raised his eyes slightly and asked, "Can I borrow it?"
The troupe leader replied: "Okay."
Bai Lan watched it for a while, wondering if this was some kind of trick where the price of a gift from fate was secretly marked.
Although he had no choice, knowing it beforehand would at least give him peace of mind.
"What will it cost me?"
The troupe leader said softly: "It depends on whether you are willing to write it. This is a dead future. You only need to be responsible for the future you write."
The future?
Bai Lan glanced at the darkness around him.
Changhu Town is the past of the God of Dreams, which was more than 1,800 years ago.
And this is the future of the God of Dreams, the era after the 1,600-year-old Divine War.
Bai Lan and Sophia were convinced that what they were in contact with now was the originally fallen God of Dreams.
After He died He fell into deep sleep.
But the dark force has taken over his future and is still eroding the past.
Two quills, one placed in the future and one placed in the past.
Sophia suddenly asked: "What do you want this pen for?"
The future God of Dreams gets the only quill, which also means that the God of Dreams in the past loses his quill.
Sophia couldn't figure out why not put hope in the past when the future was already hopeless.
At the very least, the quill can delay the process.
The playwright replied: “No matter where you stay, things that are destined will not change.
I still have people in my past.
But now I'm in the future.
The darkness is vast and boundless, everything dies, and looking back, there is only loneliness.
My past is also being extinguished one by one.
The stages I had built were falling apart.
I also want to write an ending for myself. "
Bai Lan and Sophia were both shocked.
Is this giving up resistance?
His past is still struggling, moving between different dream bubbles.
My future self has to write an ending for myself.
But there's no way to blame.
Everything experienced in the past becomes the future.
However, He persisted for so long, more than a thousand years.
If everything is meaningless, then what is the meaning of His insistence?
The troupe leader replied: "You may not know that in the last large-scale battle between gods, I was the first to die."
"I'm being attacked from the future."
"The huge darkness is entrenched in the future, like an insurmountable wall. It is eroding towards the past, but I face the future and bear the brunt of it, so I fall."
Bai Lan and Sophia also slowly realized how terrifying it is for a god who controls the future to fall.
Perhaps it's because outsiders rarely appear in this dark, lonely world.
The troupe leader told them some of the secrets of the gods' battles.
“The gods have a lot of problems.
“But even so, the Sun God’s plan still succeeded.
"He was very courageous, otherwise the end would have come sixteen hundred years ago.
“He is trying to make a second sun rise from the ground to completely drive away the darkness.
“I reminded Him that it was not a good time, and other forbidden powers were also ready to move.
"But he ran out of time, so he could only take the wrong approach, but he didn't expect the darkness's counterattack to catch him off guard.
“He could only suppress it at any cost, which resulted in violent turmoil.
"The original moon has long been polluted by darkness. It occupies the authority of the "dark night" and is closely related to darkness.
“He accumulated a lot of trouble, nurtured dark pathways within his body, and almost became our enemy.
"But the demon wolf stared at him for a long time. He rushed into the body of the original moon and took away the dark power accumulated in the body of the original moon at the critical moment, so that he could not successfully jump to that path..."
But before that, the demon wolf also entered his divine kingdom and left behind a force.
At this time, the troupe leader glanced at Bai Lan.
He knows everything.
If He were alive, he could arrange the future of the two little guys in front of him at will.
He also has a great personality and will often play tricks on fate.
Some believers though believe in the god of prophecy and dreams.
But they just pray that they won't encounter this mischievous god.
Because meeting the God of Dreams means a drastic change in fate.
But He can't do it now.
After He died, He lost this power of action,
The future He foresaw stayed one thousand six hundred years ago.
But this does not prevent Him from knowing many things.
Whether it's Bai Lan's path or Sophia's life experience.
They were both naked in His eyes.
Bai Lan didn't expect to be able to hide from the sight of the gods by relying on the [Secret] characteristic.
Not to mention that he is currently at Sequence 9, even those at Sequence 7 cannot do it.
Black Swan is right, the demon wolf is the culprit of the fall of the original moon.
When a true god jumps its path, take its potion.
Most of the gods had to die suddenly on the spot.
But the original moon still persisted until 1,100 years after the war between gods.
This is enough proof of His power and status.
"What happened next?" Bai Lan asked.
He wanted to know the whereabouts of the demon wolf.
The troupe leader said: "Our paths to God are all paths opened up from ourselves. Only His path was originally the fusion of two different paths."
“In the final battle between gods, He coveted the dark power within the original moon, and succeeded.
“He longed for the pure darkness within the Primordial Moon, and wished to incorporate this dark path into His own.
"Then He disappeared as if he had never been there."
The first-generation demon wolf may have failed, unable to digest the darkness, and different paths conflicted, and finally died in a corner where no one cares.
Or maybe he succeeded, took the last step, and escaped from the position of the gods.
But both the former and the latter indicate that there is no such person in this world in the first generation of Demonic Wolf.
Bai Lan thought of the vampire count in the Shadow Castle.
Since he could not jump directly to the dark path, the black magician took the next best step and isolated a "shadow" path.
With the wisdom and methods of the first-generation demon wolf, the probability of failure is too slim.
Where did that scary guy go?
“If you seek Him, seek Him in the darkness, for He can no longer escape the darkness.”
The playwright looked at Sophia again, with a somewhat strange look in his eyes.
The troupe director asked: "Sofia, Sophia, the last little witch, why are you called Sophia?"
The little witch lowered her head and thought about the meaning of the troupe's words.
She pursed her lips and said, "The name comes from the young daughter of the original moon who died in infancy."
Werewolves and witches are the descendants of the original moon, so the choice of this name is not surprising.
The troupe leader smiled: "But by coincidence, I remember that a slave god was born on the battlefield after my death. She was also named Sophia. Even though this land has sunk into the ground, I still hear the world now calling her... - Moonlight Goddess."
Sophia suddenly raised her head, and Bai Lan was also startled.
The moonlight goddess born on this battlefield...Sofia?
"What did you say?"
The troupe leader smiled and said: "The witch family has worked hard to knit this hat for you. Wear it, don't take it off."
Sophia stepped back and touched the hat that protected her from the dangers of the dark.
The young face was full of disbelief.
The corners of the troupe director's mouth curled up, as if he was enjoying this feeling.
Then, he said to Bai Lan: "You can leave."
He handed the quill in his hand to Bai Lan.
Bai Lan glanced at Sophia and sighed softly, Sophia's birth
He wrote on the table "Sofia and I will wake up from our dreams..."
Then, he hesitated for a moment.
The next sentence was originally meant to be "The pavilion master and others opened a path safely after resurrection, and then woke up from the dream."
The domineering aspect of the anchoring pen is that every sentence it writes will affect reality.
Based on feasibility, force the real world to revise this sentence into an established fact.
If it falls into the hands of an extraordinary person on the "writer" path, there will be more room for manipulation.
"Are you responsible for the future you wrote?" Bai Lan took a deep breath.
Then he realized that the quill had fallen into the hands of the future God of Dreams.
If it weren't for the incredible fate, I wouldn't be able to get here.
The first to come to open up a path are players below level 10.
Secondly, even extraordinary beings above level 10 would find it difficult to survive here.
This is the only opportunity for the player camp to come into contact with the complete [Anchoring Pen].
"Players who come to the dream world will safely find their own paths and wake up..."
Bai Lan wrote this sentence down.
Then he left this dream world with the restless Sophia.