Chapter 93: A Strange Dream
That night, Avis began his daily meditation as usual.
As the exclusive meditation method was in operation, the rich spiritual power in the spiritual space slowly rose and fell like the tide. Every time it rose and fell, it would become more condensed and powerful.
I don't know how long...
In the haze, Avis looked around in confusion.
All around was a desolate and silent gray plain. Gray-white rocks of varying sizes were scattered in twos and threes on the extremely flat gravel surface. There were no plants at all.
At this time, he was riding a horse, walking slowly on a long graystone path.
The road ahead is not straight, but has a slight curve, extending to the endless distance, like the gray-white mountains in the background.
The sky seemed to be shrouded in thick dark clouds, dim and gray, giving people a very depressing feeling.
The clatter of horse hooves echoed on the quiet road.
Strangely, Avis didn't feel anything wrong.
He didn't know where to go or what to do.
He just wanted to keep going, towards the endless distance, towards the gray-white horizon under the sky that was emitting a gray-white glow, which seemed to be eternal and unchanging.
……horizon?
A faint doubt flashed through his mind, and Avis had a vague sense of disharmony in his heart, as if something was wrong.
Suddenly, a loud sound of horse hooves came from behind.
Avis instinctively turned his head and saw a figure emitting endless holy light, with a despairing and terrifying oppressive aura, riding a gray-black horse, chasing him quickly! A huge sense of fear gripped his heart, and Avis clamped the horse's belly like crazy, urging the horse under his crotch to run forward desperately, trying to escape the pursuit of the figure behind.
But the opposite happened. Even though Avis had already increased the speed of his horse to the fastest, the terrifying holy light figure behind him was still getting closer and closer.
The intense light even made his body become strangely translucent.
That gray-black horse was obviously faster than his horse!
...No, that's not right. It shouldn't be like this.
Amidst the fear and despair, it seemed as if some kind of restraint suddenly broke and disappeared. Some fragments of magic spells flashed through his mind at a rapid speed.
The next moment, Avis instinctively hugged the horse's head tightly, the light of magic lit up in his hands, and a spell was cast instantly.
Third-level spell—summon phantom horse!
The shape of the horse beneath him suddenly changed. The horse's body gradually became somewhat illusory. Pure magic particles replaced the muscles and bones, turning the entire horse into a form made of pure magic power.
Along with the complete change of form, the horse's speed suddenly increased.
The terrifying holy light figure that was almost about to touch him from behind was gradually left behind as Anvis' horse accelerated, and turned into a smaller and smaller white dot.
call--
Avis breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the mountains getting closer and closer in front of him, a trace of doubt suddenly arose in his heart.
Where is this?
But before he could find the answer, the mountains, wasteland, winding paths and horses suddenly became blurry.
The next moment, Avis found himself running into a room.
The furnishings in the room were fresh and elegant, and the air was filled with a mysterious fragrance. A cute British shorthair cat doll with a nightcap was placed on the light pink bed, which was obviously a girl's room.
For some reason, he always felt that this place was familiar.
Is it Fiona's room?
Thinking hazily, Avis stood up from the colorful toy horse that was still swinging under him and looked around.
A classical wooden desk, a bookshelf filled with magical tomes, a soft long velvet sofa, and a small round table with a mosaic pattern placed beside the sofa, on which stood a bottle of light blue exotic roses.
But apart from the canopied bed, the other furniture seemed a little blurry.
...Have I been here before? A vague thought flashed through his mind, and Avis walked to the bookshelf and casually pulled out a thick dark green book.
There is no text on the cover, only a dark green color flowing like an abyss.
When he picked up the book, the color flowed along the spine into his hands like liquid.
He wanted to open the book, but found that there was nothing in his hand, only a rich, flowing dark green.
When I looked more closely, I realized that I was actually holding a handful of dark green soil.
Emerald green buds sprouted from the soil and grew rapidly. Nine pure white flowers hung from the slightly bent stems, swaying gently in Anvis's hands, making bursts of clear and melodious wind chimes.
Strangely, as the flowers swayed, the sound of the wind chimes gradually turned into a piano melody.
...To Alice? Once again, the thought in my mind gradually became clear.
The surroundings gradually faded, and the pure white flower in my hand swayed and made a cooing sound.
?
Looking closely, those were not flowers, but nine mini pigeons.
“Gu——”
After seeing clearly what was in his hand, the pigeons' originally faint cries became clearer. They flapped their wings and flew to Avis' shoulders, stacking one on top of another.
“Gu——” “Gugu——”
The noisy sound of pigeons instantly drowned out Avis.
"Coo! Coo-coo, coo-coo-coo! Coo-co ...
...Pigeons? Caw today? Make up for it tomorrow? Listening to the strange cries of the pigeons, an inexplicable strange thought appeared in Avis' mind.
Even he himself didn't understand why he suddenly had such an idea.
"Gugu? Are you calling Gugu?"
Suddenly, a pigeon head so huge that it blocked Avis's vision, descended from the ceiling and appeared upside down in front of Avis.
With the sound of the pigeon, the whole world shattered like a fragile mirror.
The familiar fluctuations of mental power reappeared in his perception, instantly bringing Avis back to full consciousness.
Is it... a dream?
Avis opened his blue eyes and found himself still in the meditation posture.
It was already late at night, and six magic hours had passed since he entered meditation.
Silvery moonlight penetrated into the room from the window, quietly covering Avis's body like a layer of hazy gauze.
The pigeon squatted on his chest in an anti-gravity posture, its white feathers reflecting a faint halo in the moonlight, and it was staring at him with its round red and black eyes.
The next moment, the mental feedback brought by the breakthrough in rank came slowly.
The structure of the initial magic has undergone new changes, and the total amount of mental power has increased significantly again!
The spiritual power core crystal in the center was wrapped by the powerful spiritual power tide. Blurred lines appeared on the surface, which seemed extremely profound and mysterious. . ….… .meow (End of this chapter)
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