v2 Chapter 413： Dream city (2/2)

When Ivan opened his eyes, he found himself in a dim stone room.

The surroundings are covered with endless darkness, and even the ground and surrounding walls are black.

After a long time, he realized that he was in a dream.

No matter which angle you look at, this sudden dream is too real.

Ai Wen doesn't like this feeling, this dream is not that simple.

This should be some kind of magic beyond his ability, and he must be stared at by something weird and powerful.

With a little light, he saw a man standing in front of him.

The other person was tall, wearing a thick black robes and a funny headscarf on his head, the vampire that Avon had just seen downstairs in the bar.

He stared at Ai Wen and made a burst of horrible laughter.

Ivan remembered why he saw each other and had a feeling of deja vu. This man was the one he had seen in the prophecy pot made by Leme.

As before, he seems to be ready to do something and cast a horrible black magic.

The feeling of danger is getting stronger and stronger, and the situation is getting more and more

But soon, the surrounding area began to rise thick fog, covering everything.

When the fog dissipated, the black stone room and the man disappeared.

Dream transition, at this moment, Ai Wen stood on a towering terrace.

The clouds drifted past him, under him, a beautiful city.

Ai Wen shook his head and took two steps forward to make his own look clearer.

In front, it is a beautiful city shining with golden brilliance. The building is very similar to what he saw in the Ma Tribe, but it is more sophisticated.

The silvery river runs through and divides the entire city into two.

Layered red roofs and old pointed gables climb the hillside just north, providing a shelter for the grassy green cobblestone paved underneath.

Just below the terrace is a rectangular wide square.

The fountain at the base of the obsidian spurts the spring water, emitting a radiant glow in the sunlight, and the flowery flower beds and spectacular statues are arranged around the square.

The ancient and mystical atmosphere enveloped the city, as if a thick black cloud was shrouded in a mountain without a visit, only in the legendary mountains.

Like just now, Ai Wen doesn't like this feeling.

This deadly horseman city may be the remains of the horses in the forest eight hundred years ago, but it is definitely not what it looks like in reality.

From his position, he should now be standing at the central temple of the Ma Ren City.

Ai Wen turned back and saw a magnificent statue of a hundred meters high. It was the evil spirit that he had seen in the illusion before he was summoned by the fallen horse.

He took a deep breath, is this monster dragging himself into this dream? ! What is the purpose of doing this? !

Ai Wen subconsciously touched the lock box on his chest. If this evil spirit has begun to restore strength, then it must want to take away half of the magic stone.

You must know that the enormous magic contained in the Sorcerer's Stone is the indispensable energy that it returns from the void to the real world. (To be continued.)