Chapter 433 My name is Yichun, an old man who only knows how to grow some flowers and plants
When the phantom of the dream world completely engulfed Zelazeri Gul and his group.
They entered from the edge of the chaotic dreamland into this place marked on the map as the Dream Desert.
This kind of dream world generally does not pose much danger.
Because there is no intelligent life, it often appears extremely quiet.
only……
When the darkness condensed by chaos gradually dissipated like a removed curtain.
The bright green that came into view stung Zelazeri Gul's eyes.
"This is?"
Zerazeri Gul and his companions looked at the vibrant dream world before them at a loss!
At this moment, they were standing on an endless grassland.
Wild grasses of various shapes are growing wildly on the brown earth!
There was a faint, inexplicable fragrance in the air, and the bright sunshine made them feel as if they were in the material world.
Zerazeri Gul looked at the stars above his head.
The blazing light soon made him squint his eyes.
The face that should have been emotionless was filled with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
In many cases, stars are a good reference.
Compared to the material world, the light of the dream world always seems much more illusory and softer.
It was as if it was just a satellite covered in the shell of a star.
What made Zelazeli Gul and others even more confused was that the whispers that had been lingering in their ears suddenly disappeared!
It's like a person who has been suffering from tinnitus suddenly returns to normal.
The silence that seemed to be wrapped in deep water was a little suffocating for a moment!
"How is that possible!"
Someone couldn't help but shout.
Then, their eyes met, and expressions on their faces became noticeably more lively.
This made them extremely frightened at first.
But the normality of the palm of their left hand relieved them a little.
But how is this possible?
They didn't know how many dream worlds they were fleeing through.
There were also lives from the dream world who tried to help them.
But in the end, they all failed.
The power of a powerful evil god is not so easy to dispel.
Not long ago, they encountered the most powerful dream life they had ever encountered.
It was a dream life in the shape of an egret.
It enthusiastically attempted to lift the curse from them.
But soon, it felt the bitterness of the mismatch between its own interests and abilities.
This made the egret-shaped dream creature very unhappy.
So it blessed them.
According to it, it is the lucky light belonging to the egret.
Although, Ezerazeri Gul and his group didn't think that egrets had anything to do with luck.
Emotions are a force, especially when it comes to mortals.
Soon, Zelazeri Gul, who had regained his normal emotions, began to think rapidly.
The dream desert is more of a dream projection of the material world.
Therefore, the terrain is generally desert and rocky.
After all, it is rare to find a world with a large number of plants but no intelligent life.
It is a vast world, not a basin or anything narrower.
So, either they encountered a rather rare world where only plants existed.
Or maybe they have new "fun"...
They could clearly feel that the evil god's curse was still haunting them like a thorn in their flesh.
Only the whispers of the evil god disappeared temporarily.
Perhaps, they have stepped into the realm of a new, more powerful evil god...
Zelazeli Gul and his companions looked at each other.
"At least it's quiet here."
Someone said so.
This attracted recognition from others.
They are tormented by the whispers of evil gods.
Now, being able to get a brief respite has indeed refreshed them.
Moreover, the scenery in front of us is so refreshing.
At this time, someone habitually wants to pull some weeds...
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"hiss!"
"Something stung me!"
Zelazeri Gul looked suddenly at the man who had spoken, who was just withdrawing his hand from the bushes.
Then, he held his right hand and rubbed it vigorously.
However, Zelazeri Gul found that there seemed to be no puncture wound, just a bruise.
It doesn't look like being stung by something, but more like being hit by something.
And at that moment, changes suddenly occurred!
The weeds on the ground seemed to come alive. They suddenly stretched out their bodies, almost covering up the light in the sky!
Then, after some awkward twisting.
They swelled into human-like shapes, staring at the few people who were completely surrounded with their dark green eyes!
Zelazeri Gul had no idea how many of these things there were.
Maybe hundreds of thousands, millions? Or even more?
He only knew that within his field of vision, there were unknown humanoid creatures!
Then, an oppressive silence engulfed the few people.
Zelazeri Gul felt something was wrong.
Then, the next moment:
"waaaagh!"
The indescribable violent roar caused several people to fall to the ground in pain.
They felt that their minds were like a wooden boat in a stormy sea.
In the next moment, it will be completely swallowed up!
At this moment, Zelazeri Gul seemed to understand why the evil god's whispers disappeared.
Under such a terrifying roar, the evil god's whispers seemed insignificant.
Just as the eyes of several people began to show colors of violence and restlessness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
An indescribable tranquility kicked them back from the brink of collapse.
"Sorry - I thought they were pretty stable."
"But why are you teasing them for no reason?"
Just at this moment, a strange voice sounded.
Zelazeri Gul opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a stick-like object close at hand and a pair of feet that were obviously different in style from theirs.
Zerazeri Gul climbed up, and only then did he see clearly who was speaking:
From the outside, he seems to be an old human male.
He has a kind face and does not make people feel distant.
In his hand he held a long, ordinary stick that looked like a tree root, like an old man holding a cup of tea in the alley.
"We... have no intention of setting foot on your territory. Please forgive our offense."
"I am Zerazeri Gul, the leader of a dream travel group."
"We are willing to pay the price for our recklessness."
Zerazeri Gul said, restraining his emotions.
He didn't know what kind of existence the other party was.
But he wouldn't be so foolish as to think that the other party would be as harmless as he appeared to be.
But Zerazeri Gul received no response.
He looked up and found that the other party was looking at them with interest.
No, maybe He was looking through them to see something else...
"Interesting, an evil god trying to become an ancient god by pretending to be one?"
"Perhaps the power of chaos has the effect of opening up inspiration?"
After a long time, Zelazeri Gul heard the other party say so.
Then, the other party focused their attention on them:
"Don't be so reserved. My name is Yichun, an old man who only knows how to grow some flowers and plants."
"It looks like you've walked a long way. Take a rest. I'll boil some hot water for you."
Yi Chun said so.
Then in the next moment, Zelazeri Gul only felt that the light around him was hazy.
Then, he and several teammates sat in a room.
The firewood in front of me was burning quietly, and the kettle hanging over the fire was emitting hot steam...
