A soft voice sounded, and Louis subconsciously met her gaze.

The girl's eyes were full of confusion and trouble, she was playful and cute, but her confused look carried a deep-hidden sadness.

Louis hesitated for a moment and ruffled her hair gently:

"Stop it, when did I say I don't like it?"

"So that's love?"

"...Well, so don't be sad."

"This is the first time you've said this to me." Olivia's face was filled with a bright smile, "It's a pity that it was in a dream."

Louis pecked her lips gently. Olivia struggled for a while, and then slowly separated them and said, "Next time, do this to me in reality."

"Um."

He lowered his head again and savored the soft and glutinous texture of the little swan.

But after a moment, his movements froze instantly.

The slight tingling and cold feeling on his neck made him feel cold all over.

"What are you doing?"

A charming voice sounded.

With a slight push, he took half a step back.

When he looked over again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Alice held a scimitar in her hand and looked at him with a half-smile.

"I don't remember ever agreeing to you doing this to me."

The cold murderous intent in her eyes showed no sign of dissipating, and her fake smile made the bright and beautiful woman exude an indescribable smell of death.

Louis raised his eyebrows, raised his hand without hesitation and said:

"Captain, I surrender. I have no interest in you."

How could he know that she, who was just holding the little swan, suddenly turned into this female devil.

Alice raised her eyebrows, and suddenly did a split and pressed on Louis' shoulders.

"Really not interested?"

Louis spread his hands obediently and said, "Captain, you know me, I have a wife."

"You didn't have this expression when you first saw me."

"I can clearly distinguish between the limit of meat and the infinite preference in my heart."

When Louis said this, there was no fluctuation in his tone, as if he was saying that he had "eaten it".

Alice sighed and said speechlessly: "You pass."

Louis rubbed his chin with his fingers, not quite understanding what was going on. Was he dreaming? Probably.

That familiar feeling always reminded him of the experience when he sneaked into Teacher Roger's dream.

As a close relative of the succubus, Nightmare has extremely strong control over dreams.

Although the succubus cannot use this talent because the direction of its talent tree is completely different, it can still feel it to some extent.

But if you say this is a pure dream, it doesn’t seem quite right.

The succubus's racial talent allows him to clearly feel the emotions conveyed by the person in the dream.

The emotion was so real that he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

Beatrice's deep but calm love.

Olivia continued to stir up waves like a dragonfly skimming the water, but gradually returned to silence and self-suppression.

Alice has a wild and unrestrained personality.

All of this was no different from his actual understanding of the three women. Most importantly, the racial talent of the succubus told him that everything he had seen before was real.

But he is not a fool.

Doesn't he know whether it's real or not? It's just a dream.

If we have to say there is something special, it is probably that the existence of the dream that was imposed on him has exceeded the upper limit of what the succubus race can perceive with its talent, otherwise such a fallacy would not have occurred.

"Time to wake up, Louis."

He began to impose suggestions on himself.

The easiest way to break a dream is to realize that you are in a dream, and he has done that.

But at this moment he suddenly felt a warm touch covering his lips.

"Mr. Caesar, do you really want to wake up from your dream like this?"

A soft voice was heard.

Louis looked up in surprise.

Grace knelt on her knees, looking up at him.

She was different from the candidate saint he was familiar with.

In the dream, her clothing and appearance were becoming more and more similar to that of the Libra Saint in her previous life.

"No, Grace, what are you doing here?"

Louis just felt his scalp tingling.

He was sure that this dream was definitely not generated based on the evaluation criteria of "which women Louis had coveted" to generate the corresponding dream characters.

Because Grace's outfit would only give him PTSD.

Although he and Grace have a good relationship now, she basically treats him as a sister and hardly regards him as a woman.

This is not a joke.

Although he no longer had much resentment in his heart, it was the Libra Saint who sent him on his "last journey" in his previous life. If he could say that he had no thoughts at all deep in his heart, then he felt that he had truly become a saint.

It is normal to have thoughts, but kindness outweighs malice, so it is natural to treat Grace with kindness.

But he could at least be sure of one thing: he had no desire for Grace.

Although he was still complaining on the guillotine that "white hair and red eyes" were very much in line with Chinese people's taste, he really didn't have that kind of thought.

First of all, Grace is not the kind of woman who you would think of bed with the first time you see her.

Her figure and dress are too decent, unlike Alice, who makes people associate her with desire at the first sight.

Secondly, her temperament becomes more noble as the saint's practice deepens.

This made it difficult for him to have any extra thoughts.

"What kind of judgment mechanism is this dream? Why did Grace come here?"

Grace's eyes were covered with pure white cotton.

Although her vision was blocked, she still clearly caught Louis's location and looked up at him and said:

"Don't be surprised, Mr. Caesar, we meet again here, not because of sincere feelings."

She paused for a moment and said gently, "At least not both sides. We are able to meet here only because there is a deeper connection between us."

"Even in my dreams, I don't like the Riddler." Louis looked down at Grace and said, "No matter why you are here, you must have your own reasons, so..."

He reached out and lifted the saint's noble chin, and said calmly: "So, Grace, what do you want to tell me?"

“Beware of the dark side of the God of Love, but don’t be afraid of Him, He has His own destiny.”

"I told you I don't like the Riddler."

"I want to tell you too, Mr. Caesar, but now is really not the right time."

"Then...it's time to wake up from the dream."

"Well, come on, Mr. Caesar, no matter where you are or what you are going through, please be safe."

In an instant, everything in front of me was turned upside down.

Louis was in a trance.

When I woke up again, I felt even sleepier.

The night is over.

The bright morning sun shines on the bed.

After a while, he felt a little unwell, checked himself carefully, and finally looked at his pants quietly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Being young, one is full of hot temper.

No, why did such a shameful thing happen?

And it was obviously vegetarian, why did it look like meat when I woke up? It's hard to understand, I can only clean it up silently.

Fortunately, he still has magic.

After cleaning up, he put the dried clothes into the storage bag.

When he went out again, there was no abnormality on his face.

But doubts still arose in his heart.

As he dreams less and less frequently, every time he falls asleep, it is likely that he will be accompanied by a "warning".

Have to be on guard!

In addition, he had two consecutive dreams in less than a week, and both dreams were related to the dark side of the god of love, which made his bad premonition even worse.

Why did Grace say in the dream that we should be wary of the dark side of Eros, but not be afraid of it?

He felt helpless when he thought about this.

This is a very realistic truth. Even if he is now comparable to a demigod, if the dark side of the God of Love is really hatched from faith and fully formed, then He must be a divine life, even if it is a divine realm, it is reasonable.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why He and the Mad King merged into one and became one of the seven plagues.

How powerful the life in the divine realm is, others may not know, but doesn't he know? Even the relatively weak Lord Huanggu used a divine incarnation to suppress him and "flee everywhere", and had to use all means to unite with his family to kill him.

How terrifying would the stronger ones be? Think about the terrifying atmosphere that I felt in the battle of Shadow Kingdom.

If the Shadow God had not been beheaded by the Emperor, he couldn't imagine what the scene would look like.

The Shadow God's divine incarnation, which he controlled at will, beat all the titled adventurers so hard that they dared not show their heads.

As soon as it shows up, it’s gone in seconds!

No, it will be killed in seconds even if it doesn't show its head! In the end, it was only after the union of some of the legions and the cooperation of the Black Swan that the God-cast Avatar was successfully chopped into pieces.

What about stronger ones?

Consider the black sun of the Shadowfell.

Think of the cosmic serpent.

Think about it, there is no entity in the Golden City that enters the Starry Continent, but the will of the abyss can interfere with one's thoughts with its whispers.

I can only say that the longer you live, the more you will realize how big the world is.

How could he dare to look down on a god-level existence like the Dark Side of the God of Love? Fortunately, he didn't have to think about it any more soon.

It’s not because he has figured it out, but because the multinational coalition has already begun action.

Their mission today is to observe the Cosmic Serpent that dwells in the Eye of Terror.

The members who went directly to inspect over the border were divided into two groups.

These two groups of people are specially selected strong people, namely the infiltration group and the strategy group.

The stealth group is a group of wanderers who are guaranteed to be at the peak of legendary level.

With their ability to move among the shadows, they are natural scouts.

Wanderers below the peak of Legend are not even eligible to join this team.

The team's main task was to follow the rising sun and dive deeper into the shadows.

Once they discover unusual movements by the Cosmic Serpent, they will escape into the shadow plane without saying a word and will never engage in a head-on collision with the other party.

The strategy group is composed of a group of legendary and demigod warriors who are spellcasters.

They needed to use their vast mental power to sweep the scene in the Eye of Terror, and at noon, as the sun continued to rise and the sunlight poured into the valley, they needed to observe the situation of the Universe Serpent and formulate a feasible combat plan.

Louis is a member of both the infiltration team and the strategy team.

His true form naturally stayed in the relatively safer strategy group, observing the situation of the Universe Snake as a top powerhouse.

But he also directly sent a large number of members of the Cursed Legion to sneak into the darkness.

As residents of the shadow plane, after being resurrected by Louis, no one is more skilled than them in lurking in the shadows.

Not to mention... the immortal Cursed Legion are naturally the top scouts.

What could be a better candidate to act as a spy than the Cursed Legion, which has a strong comprehensive combat power of resurrection? However, as time went by, Louis's face gradually darkened.

He knew that the depth of the Eye of Terror was beyond his imagination, but he had never expected that the Bound Legion would not reach the boundary between light and shadow for half an hour.

You know, the speed at which the Cursed Legion moves deep into the ground along the stone wall will not be slower than free fall.

It took half an hour and it didn't fall to the ground.

In the previous life, if someone jumped down from the Eye of Terror, they would not have to fall to the ground and die, but would be burned to death in mid-air due to the friction of the air.

Louis even had an anti-human idea in his mind.

The East and West Monai Kingdoms have been unable to completely stop the spread of domestic forces over the years. Is this directly related to the Eye of Terror?

——After all, with the depth of this thing, it can be said to be the world's top "place for destroying corpses and disposing of traces".

After killing a person, just throw him down from the top. Before he hits the ground, the body will be burned to charcoal by the friction of the air.

Even though the bodies of some powerful men are not so easily damaged, the number of powerful men who are capable of going deep into the endless darkness is extremely small.

Who can guarantee that those strong men are willing to go deep underground to explore for the sake of others? What's more terrifying is that it's easy to go down, but it's not so easy to come up.

Although Louis is not a pure mage, he can indeed be considered a spellcaster as he inherited the Jade Phoenix Mage profession.

With his mental power unprecedentedly active, he could clearly feel that this Eye of Fear was not simply a "deep pit" in the physical sense.

As his mental power continued to spread up and down, his sense of direction continued to weaken, and some strange whispers began to appear in his consciousness.

It was not the whisper of the will of the abyss, but a call from unknown creatures outside the world.

In a trance, he finally understood what it was.

That was the call from those indescribable creatures outside the Star Continent.

It’s not that they are so powerful, but that they live in the astral realm, and their life forms are very different from those of the various races on the star continent.

The vast starry sky has deprived its creatures of most of their self-awareness. The endless emptiness and silence, coupled with the horror of not being able to experience the passage of time, is naturally a kind of wear and tear for these creatures.

If you stay here for too long, even the most normal person will turn into a madman.

Those whispers came from the lost star clan.

Any high-level wizard who has some experience in mental defense can resist this whisper.

But this wasn't the point that made Louis' scalp tingle.

The Star Continent is one of the few main material planes in the star realm.

The solid laws governed by the world's will make it difficult for outside forces to invade.

But as his perception continued to spread deeper into the Eye of Terror, the whispering became clearer.

It’s not because the crazy races in the star realm have become stronger, but because the rules of the world are rapidly declining.

Obviously, the end of the Eye of Terror is a huge crack torn open by the Universe Serpent long ago.

It was like a giant scar, left on the Will of the Stars. Around the scar, the originally smooth "skin" was left with a "flesh and blood" that could never be fully restored.

That hideous scar caused the laws of the stars to become chaotic here.

(End of this chapter)