Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"Dreams come true" may sound like a wonderful experience at first, but for Aaron, after he had just experienced the monster's attack, such words seemed more like an unreal trap to him.

So when Vika handed the flask in his hand to Aaron, Aaron didn't take it, but just shook his head and said, "This is not normal."

"Of course this is damn abnormal, but here, only in this world, everything is normal!" Vika threw the bottle in his hand, and when it shattered on the deck, it turned into a ball of foam. , looks like the remains of the "Clover" propeller.

Vika looked up again, his eyes looking at the sky so fervently that it made Aaron uncomfortable: "The goddess of fate gave me a revelation, Mr. Captain, she guided me... The messenger who contracted with me came from those guidance, I was in the dream What I see is this sky, which protects believers who are willing to follow dreams and opens my eyes to the real world.”

Vika looked at the silent Aaron again: "You must have had the same experience, Mr. Captain, the moment we drank the potion, the dice of 'fate' had already fallen."

This time Aaron was no longer silent: "Yes, but I think everyone sees something different when they drink the 'monster' potion. It is the first time they come into contact with the extraordinary world, and the hallucinations caused by excessive spirituality Vision, cannot-"

"Even this ship knows that we also feel the call," Vika let out a heavy sigh. The regret in his eyes when he looked at Aaron was like regretting some kind of fool who has a treasure without knowing it. "Are you going to deny this? Even when I was in a coma, I saw the fate of those who disappeared."

Aaron swallowed. He couldn't help but glance quickly at the sky above, but refused to let his eyes stay in the light for a long time:

"How do you know it's not some kind of creature tempting you? There are many extraordinary abilities that can create such things, illusions and illusions. Anything is possible!"

Vika's expression gradually calmed down, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes, as if he had personally experienced the scene in the words: "We have all seen those scenes, strife, death and doomsday, Captain Aaron, end."

"I've also heard the Church of Knowledge's prophecies about the end of the world, but I find it hard to believe it."

Vika shook his head. He took two steps forward and checked the sleeping Mateo again to ensure that his friend's body was still functioning normally.

Aaron stood aside and observed Vika's actions, and found that he showed no signs of losing control, but was just a little nagging - it's terrible, he actually described someone else's day like this?

Aaron recalled the previous clips and pointed at himself in confusion: "But why does this have anything to do with me? The fate I once saw..."

The sudden realization broke Aaron's previously accumulated doubts: "So, I once saw the fate of the 'Clover' being destroyed. It should have been one of those scenes in the fragments, not what really happened. matter!"

"No, that's what really happened." Vika waved his arms to the sky twice more. "Of course what we saw will be a corner of destiny, but it is not the destiny of the moment."

Being said this by a person with a lower rank than himself always made Aaron feel very subtle. However, his wariness towards Vika was also decreasing, and at the same time, some weird doubts were increasing: "You just said, 'It happened. Pass'?"

"Ah, the doomsday that happened before," Vika said firmly. He sat cross-legged on the deck, seemingly indifferent to the direction of the "Clover". "After entering here, those things that were making noises in my dreams The buzzing became clearer, and I could finally remember what they had said."

Aaron's curiosity has overtaken his vigilance. Anyway, there is no warning from spiritual intuition. He doesn't mind hearing the weird story from Vika: "It sounds like a history that I don't know at all."

"Because no one should know, Captain Aaron, that we are the first Realists to enter here sober."

Aaron glanced at the sleepy Mateo: "Normally speaking, this place is not connected to the real world?"

Vika lowered his voice, and with the sleepwalking look on his face, his words seemed even more gloomy: "Dreaming is the easiest way to communicate with the divided world. Dreams in the real world will be reflected here, but they are fleeting. Only dead dreams will last forever under this sky."

For the first time, Aaron felt that the "monster" path was not that good. At least now there were obvious obstacles in communication between him and Vika: "Where is this place?"

"A dream originating from a destroyed world, a reflection of the real world. It crossed the boundary between the astral world and the spiritual world and became like this."

Aaron tried to reach out his hand, imagining a long knife in his hand: "So this is... some kind of illusory dream?"

According to the habit gained from meditation training, he concentrated on thinking about the shape and appearance. Then, Aaron bent his fingers and pulled out a curved machete from the air. The huge machete felt light in his hand, too light in weight, but judging from its appearance, the material used to make this knife must be very strong, and the blade surface reflected the cold light.

Aaron also spent some spiritual energy on this, but under the reflection of the light in the sky, the lost spiritual energy was quickly restored.

"That's it," Vika looked at the exquisite machete inlaid with gems in amazement, "Extraordinary characteristics are the ladder to get closer to the essence of the world. This is connected to the absolute real world. This rule still applies, so you can be faster than me. To master such imagination..."

Aaron frowned, and he let go of his hand. The machete instantly shattered into tiny points of light and rose into the sky: "I am not a member of the School of Life, and I am not familiar with your theories."

Vika closed his eyes thoughtfully and tapped his fingers gently on the deck: "If this is a dream, I think it might have a source..."

"That's the goal of the 'Clover'?"

"I'm not sure if there's anything else here until we see it with our own eyes."

Aaron stared at Vika in silence for a few seconds, and then looked at Mateo on the ground: "So he is sleeping now because he has entered his own dream."

"We have privileges here. She left a shelter, and Mateo also has it. So he can maintain the status quo and will not merge into the dream and become part of this place, but he cannot maintain a stable wakefulness."

Vika glanced back and forth at Aaron uneasily: "But divinity can also..."

"It is also possible to allow people outside the 'destiny' path to have the privilege of being awake. I think there are other special paths to maintain oneself in this dreamland, right?"

Vika looked in the direction of Aaron in astonishment. Even if Aaron didn't turn around immediately, he quickly recognized the voice coming from behind him.

Aaron turned around and stood in front of Vika and Mateo, nervously looking at the extra black-haired young man on the boat.

The clone of Amon who was left on the boat just showed a kind smile.