Benjamin seemed to have had a very long dream.
In the dream, he turned into a huge whale, swimming continuously in the deep sea. There was nothing in the entire ocean except him. All he could see was endless water, and the entire sea area was as silent as a cemetery at night.
Therefore, he could only swim and swim aimlessly in this boundless water...
Slowly, he suddenly found that he melted into the ocean and became the ocean itself.
The feeling of being transformed into the ocean was very wonderful. He could feel every wave rolling and every current surging. This novel feeling instantly captured him, and he was addicted to it, sometimes setting off new waves, sometimes rolling up small whirlpools, and having a great time.
However, becoming the ocean seems draining. After playing like this for a while, he soon felt tired.
Along with the sudden rolling waves, he yawned in the form of the ocean, feeling the urge to fall into a deep sleep.
However, while feeling sleepy, a faint sense of crisis also arose in his heart. He suddenly had a hunch that if he fell asleep like this, he would probably never wake up again. Therefore, he still tried hard to maintain his energy and prevent himself from being pulled closer to the abyss by sleep.
But... he was really sleepy.
Soon, with the rapid consumption of energy, the waves he stirred up also calmed down. The Sandman's power grew stronger and stronger, infecting him from beginning to end. He was really sleepy and couldn't hold on any longer.
Just take a short nap... It shouldn't matter...
Gradually, he himself lost the idea of resisting and was about to fall into a deep sleep.
However.
At this moment, a voice sounded from nowhere, echoing faintly in his body—that is, in the entire ocean.
"Who are you?"
Benjamin suddenly woke up, struggled out of his sleep, and wanted to answer, but he seemed to have lost the ability to speak when he turned into an ocean. In his excitement, the most he could do was stir up the waves and make a roaring sound, but he couldn't form a complete sentence.
I... I am...
Just as Benjamin was racking his brains and trying hard to express himself with words, the voice sounded again.
"You are my Yulemei."
“…”
Benjamin woke up from his dream.
He sat up from his bed all of a sudden.
"you're awake?"
A voice in the real world came from beside him: "You actually woke up. Looking at your appearance, I thought you would never wake up again."
Benjamin had no intention of answering this person.
Although he still couldn't figure out the situation, he didn't even bother to raise his eyes and take a look at his surroundings. Because, the moment he woke up from his dream, an unprecedented severe headache suddenly hit him, causing him to completely lose his ability to think.
He suddenly stretched out his hands, hugged his head tightly, and let out a low growl of pain. Because of this, he didn't have the energy to ask the system why ads were playing even in his dreams.
Since time traveling, Benjamin has experienced quite a few headaches, but this headache was more severe than any before. It felt like there were countless rats digging holes in his brain, and the pain was so painful that his whole head was about to burst.
Under the torture of pain, sweat instantly soaked his clothes - he almost fainted from the pain again.
In fact, fainting from pain has become a luxurious enjoyment for him. Although the headache was raging like a flood, Benjamin still remained awake. He could not lose consciousness and could only continue to endure this torture.
I don’t know how much time has passed...
Originally, he thought that the headache would gradually subside as time went by. But what he didn't expect was that no matter how hard he tried to hold on, the pain had no intention of subsideing at all. It was as intense as when he just woke up.
He began to regret why he woke up.
With the pain like this, he might as well just fall into a dream and never wake up!
Fortunately, human beings are indeed extremely adaptable creatures. Although Benjamin's headache has not diminished at all, as time passes, he gradually begins to get used to this headache.
-Although it was still difficult, he finally regained his ability to think and act somewhat.
After regaining his thinking ability, the first thing he did was to close his eyes and enter the conscious space.
He knew exactly where the headache was coming from.
It's all because of the super-large water ball he summoned - it's obviously something that his mental power can't handle.
Previously, he was in the purification center and his life was almost at risk. Naturally, he couldn't care whether his mental strength could bear it. He frantically absorbs water elements from the outside world and stores water balls in his consciousness space. He doesn't care if his mental power is overdrawn. He was like a person who knew he was terribly sleepy but refused to sleep for three days and three nights, waiting for a possible "sudden death" with a mixture of anticipation and fear.
At first, he had no purpose in doing so. He just wasn't willing to be burned to death like this. He was holding a breath in his heart and wanted to show those people some color. He also knew very well that with his abilities, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything famous under the watchful eye of the church, let alone escape.
However, with the continuous overdraft of mental power, the situation has changed.
His consciousness seemed to be immersed in the steaming of warm water, and he was gradually lost, but the action of storing the water balls was repeated mechanically. Just like that, countless water balls appeared in his consciousness space, and they continued to accumulate.
Looking back now, he didn't even know how much time had passed and how many water balls were stored in his conscious space.
And when he regained consciousness, he was already in the cross and in the flames.
In fact, strictly speaking, it cannot be regarded as regaining consciousness. It felt like my soul was out of body, becoming a bystander, quietly watching myself being tied to the cross from a third perspective. He couldn't feel the touch of the cross behind him, nor the heat of the surrounding flames... The only thing he could feel was the dense water balls in his consciousness space.
water polo…
At that moment, he didn't think much and subconsciously used the trick of casting spells with his mind - he brought all the water balls in the conscious space into reality.
For some unknown reason, during this whole process, all the water balls strangely merged together and turned into that huge water ball, which appeared above the capital.
He looked up at the water balloon, as if he were seeing things through someone else's eyes. He was neither sad nor happy, and could not feel any emotion.
However, this state did not last long.
It was like a heavy hammer came down, slamming his consciousness back into his body. The flames in front of you, the rising black smoke, the crowds of people in the distance... everything becomes immersive again - of course, there is also the gaze of the Pope on the right. That look made Benjamin a little unhappy, so Benjamin couldn't help but return the favor.
But his conscious moment only lasted a brief moment.
In the blink of an eye, the weight of the entire huge water ball suddenly pressed down on his spirit, making him feel as if his whole body was about to explode. He didn't faint on the spot, which was considered a superb performance. However, the actual situation was not much different. In less than half a second, he already felt that he could not hold on any longer.
Obviously, with his ability, there is no way to maintain such amazing magic.
He could feel the collapse of magic and the loss of consciousness again, but he still detonated the water ball in the sky before his spirit completely collapsed.
A water ball as big as half the royal capital collapsed like that. How powerful must it be
Although Benjamin was very curious, he could not witness this scene with his own eyes. After doing all this, he lost consciousness and was lost in the bottomless abyss. And the last thing he saw was the panicked crowd around him, and the Pope's stunned expression.
Now that I think about it, that feeling... is really good.
Of course, how do you say that... It's nice to pretend to be cool for a while, the whole family crematorium. The headache I have now is probably the sequelae of using that big water ball.
This is normal. With his current level, it is basically impossible to use this kind of trick. He didn't know how much of his mental energy he had overdrawn, but it seemed that he had to perform extremely well for a while before releasing the entire water polo. Now he only has a headache, which is something to be thankful for.
but…
Obviously, the sequelae of big water balls are not just headaches.
Returning to the conscious space, Benjamin looked at a huge crack that he had never seen before, and he was a little confused.