The key choice was before Leylin.
One side is heaven, the other side is hell.
After entering the third layer of mystic locks, one can search for the inheritance of the Nightmare King, but if one enters the other party's private memory, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Of course, Leylin was also uncertain about the other party's thoughts, maybe the other party just wanted to share his memory with the wizards who came later, and he wanted to kill those wizards who tried to find inheritance benefits!
"What's more important... all the detection methods are invalid, I don't know what's going on on the other side of the passage..."
Leylin's scalp was faintly numb.
He is a very conservative person. Although he has taken many risks, he only takes more than 70% to 80% certainty.
But the current 50-50 situation made him hesitate.
"I hate luck the most. This kind of ambiguity can kill people..." Leylin complained.
His luck is average, neither good nor bad, but he hates this kind of resignation.
But now, the situation is beyond his control.
Crash! The surrounding dreamland void is constantly shattering, and it will soon affect him. Once he is involved, he may not be reincarnated in the dreamland, but will be distorted and swallowed by many dreams, and his body will be smashed to pieces.
"What should I do? Choose one at random? With such a probability, it is inevitable..."
Leylin became tense, this feeling was very novel, and he had some aftertaste.
woo woo...
"On the left... In the passage on the left, I faintly feel a lot of chaotic coordinates and concepts. It should be the third layer of mysteries!"
After a lot of analysis, Leylin gritted his teeth and made a decision.
But at this moment, a whining cry sounded from him, causing Leylin's expression to change continuously.
He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the place where the sound came from, that was his dimensional bag!
"It's it!!!" A silver light flashed, and then a quaint animal skin scroll appeared in front of Leylin. There seemed to be bloodstains on it, and it was about to drip.
Sound, light, and even broken space all began to twist in front of this scroll.
"This is... the power of twisting! The power of the ancient twisted shadow wizard!"
Leylin murmured: "As an ancient wizard, even as a comrade-in-arms, has the remnants left by the twisted shadow been disturbed by the Nightmare King?"
Endless twisting force formed, and even the two dark red space channels were affected, and began to bend and deform under the huge twisting ripples, and finally merged together.
Buzz! After the light dissipated, the original two passages had merged into one, forming a larger space gate, on which the blood-red dream power runes flickered.
"What a cunning Nightmare King, he actually left behind such a move!"
Instead, he had no choice now, Leylin touched his nose, stared at the floating animal skin scroll, his face was uncertain for a while, and finally put the scroll in his hands.
The surface of the scroll was very soft, and with the pressure of Leylin's fingers, it was slightly sunken by an arc, and it no longer had the supernatural power it had before, as if it was the most ordinary scroll of spells.
But the current Leylin didn't dare to underestimate him.
"Among them, is the power or even the will of the ancient twisted shadow still sealed?" Seeing that the other party seemed to be following him, Leylin could only shrug his shoulders and accept it directly.
Anyway, he is just a split soul here, and the worst case is just to abandon this clone and seriously injure the main body again. After having the power to protect himself, he will naturally be fearless and dare to fight!
"No matter what you want me to do, the benefits at the beginning must be given to me first!"
There was a flash of light in Leylin's eyes, he immediately put away the scroll, and strode into the gate of space.
The third layer of Mystery.
"Sure enough... the pollution level of dreams here is even more terrifying, leaving only the purest concepts..."
Leylin found that he could no longer feel his own body, and could only exist in the most essential form of the original will of the soul. The surrounding seemed to be an endless starry universe, full of the feeling of weightlessness, and he himself was like a lonely boat in the Fly in the stormy ocean.
There is no concept of existence around, just endless void.
In this state, if there is no first driving force, Leylin has no doubt that he will maintain this state until the destruction of the world.
After losing his body, his sense of time also became dull. He didn't know how many seconds or tens of thousands of years later, Leylin felt that the concept of "self" he insisted on was gradually disappearing.
"No! No! You must persevere. Once the concept of self disappears, even the true spirit will be completely annihilated..."
Leylin shuddered suddenly, and his strong willpower instantly controlled all his thoughts, and his whole body became condensed and clear.
"Huh... What is the structure of the third layer of Mysuo here? Even the essential concept of wizards is constantly dissipating..."
After adhering to the concept of self, Leylin looked at his reunited hands with a look of fear on his face.
"This is the Lost Land... and the place where the Nightmare King forgot himself..."
A few black feathers fell down, and then Leylin noticed a black crow 'flying' towards him.
In this void where there were no real objects but only concepts, it was a very strange thing for a crow to appear, but what surprised Leylin even more was that this crow was able to maintain the ability to move freely.
"Meet you again! Sir!" The black crow combed its feathers and greeted happily.
"Where have we met?" Leylin asked in surprise.
"Hmm! For me it will be at some point in the future, but for you it will be in the past. My future form will be that of a one-eyed owl."
The crow spoke in a somewhat dazed manner.
"One-eyed! Owl!" Leylin instantly remembered the memory of the dream curse he suffered after he was promoted to the fifth level. In that gap in the dream, he received the gift of the owl, and it was from that time that he tried Access to the power of dreams.
"Sorry! Who are you?" Leylin directly asked the doubts in his heart.
"Me? I'm just a collection of concepts. As long as there are dreams, there will be me..."
Leylin had a hunch that this thing, who didn't know whether it was a crow or an owl, was obviously not telling the truth, but he didn't dwell on this issue either.
"You said this is the place where the Nightmare King forgot himself? What do you mean? Did he really fall? Who did it?"
"As long as the Nightmare King doesn't want to die, no one can make him fall, but here, he gave up the 'concept' of his own existence, so he really died, not even a fragment of the true spirit remained Down… "
The crow seems to know a lot about the ancient things.
"Abandoning the concept of one's own existence, isn't that suicide? So when the Nightmare King invaded the world of the gods, he already had the desire to die?"
Leylin had a premonition that maybe the Nightmare King Adi had died long ago, and Adi who still existed after the blood fight secret realm was just a bunch of walking corpses.
But the other party is too strong, so strong that he can't even commit suicide, so do he still have to rely on the help of the gods
"Sure enough... senior wizards have some mental problems more or less, this Nightmare King is too serious, I can't become like him in the future..."
The example of this senior wizard gave Leylin a good warning.
For a real eighth-level extreme wizard, as long as he doesn't want to die, it is basically impossible to fall, just like the twisted shadow, who has been dead for tens of thousands of years, can still find a chance to stir up wind and rain, but the nightmare Wang wanted to die, so he really died...
"Then... Wizard, tell me why you are here!"
The crow opened its black beak, and there seemed to be a hint of teasing in its two black bean-like eyes.
"I..." Leylin gritted his teeth, and said it anyway: "I hope to obtain the inheritance of the Nightmare King, and at least find a way to avoid the exhaustion of the power of dreams!"
"Master the power of dreams? Quack...that's not an easy task, are you sure you want to do this?"
asked the crow at last.
"I'm very sure!" Leylin agreed in a deep voice, with the firmness in his eyes that he would not hesitate to die for the truth.
"Quack! Very good! I see the shadow of Adi in you..."
The crow croaked, and a strange change suddenly occurred on its body.
Crashing, its body suddenly swelled up, and it instantly changed from the size of a pigeon to a dragon. Dense black scales emerged from its black snake-like neck, its beak became longer and wider, and a shark-like shape appeared at the edge. Serrated fangs.
Click! A blood-colored lightning struck down, right on the forehead of the black monster, and a line of blood slowly opened, turning into a blood-red third vertical eye!
"This... this is..." The drastic change directly stunned Leylin.
"Accept it! This is a gift from the dream world!"
The black monster roared, and the third blood-red vertical eye on its forehead suddenly turned into a ray of light, falling into Leylin's forehead.
A huge tearing sensation came, and the pain that went straight to the true spirit made Leylin's eyes go dark, and he fell into a faint.
A large amount of dream power rushed like a tsunami, and then completely wrapped his figure, forming a huge blood-red cocoon.
When the tide of the dream receded, the blood-red cocoon in the middle had disappeared, and only the black crow remained in place.
"Old friend! After I help you this time, all favors will be exhausted..."
The crow murmured into the air, and his figure gradually became illusory, disappearing into the endless void.