Identify whether the so-called method in the book will lead to any unexpected consequences

Compared with nightmares, the value of life is obviously higher. If you solve the problem impatiently and cause everyone to die together, then it is better to slowly find other solutions, right?

"I have checked other related books. There is indeed such a pagan barbarian paladin in the Dark Age. I also found that there was a problem with the spirit of this paladin barbarian paladin, and then I obtained a brief record of the saint treatment of the sect of which I belong. I am sorry, this record is too inconspicuous, so I, who have read those books, cannot recall it..."

The Jungle Prophet made a confirmation again and apologized to Ma Long.

"It's not your fault. After reading too many books, who will remember those trivial things? In the torrent of history, let alone a mere inconspicuous barbarian paladin, even those gods who were once prominent and believed by countless people, after their death, were there only some difficult names left in the classics that were not easy to remember?"

Where could Malone mind such a thing?

If we hadn't had time-traveled memories that were comparable to those of hard drives, Ma Long would never have remembered the countless books he had read, and he also copied them all in a very detailed way without writing every day.

“Yes, even if the countless gods of believers fall, they are all the only books that can't speak.

"The Prophet of the Jungle sighed, and was moved by Ma Long's words. He covered the ancient book in his hand and continued: "Smart creatures, the speed of forgetting the past is even faster than that of those animals with only instinct. Even if the animals are separated by thousands of years and countless generations, they can still remember the route of race migration and reproduction."

"That... Lao Kang, let's continue to study the issue of suppressing and reshaping the dream world first."

Ma Long tried to bring back the thoughts of the prophet of the jungle to the height of time. This kind of inspiring words inspiring the country was not that Ma Long didn't know how to talk about it, but he was not in the mood or time now.

"Oh, sorry, I'm sorry, I've been rude again!" Lao Kang's expression became a little awkward, but after all, everyone was already acquaintance, and he quickly returned to his normal state: "According to the records in "The Battle of Saint Cice Cialis Lost", the way to enter the dream world is actually very simple. You just need to let the healed fall asleep and dream of blood memory. The healer can take out the soul shock stone and take advantage of the chance that the healed soul and dream are shaken and sneak his soul into the other party's dream world. The only problem is how to enter the dream world and suppress and reshape the memory of the healed person. However, this book does not record it and cannot be found in other ancient books."

"It doesn't matter if you can't find it. If you try it yourself, you'll know everything."

The Red Dragon Princess Julia, who was ignored by the Jungle Prophet and was the audience for a long time, finally couldn't help but express her own opinions.

"Indeed, it is also a good idea to try it yourself, although it has certain dangers."

This time, the Jungle Prophet finally did not ignore the Red Dragon Princess Julia again, but affirmed Julia's proposal.

"There is no danger to do anything? Drinking water and walking, it will be life-threatening, okay?"

Julia curled her lips. She did not agree with the opinions of the Jungle Prophet Lao Kang, and these words reflected Julia's personality traits to a certain extent.

However,...If I hadn't had such a personality, how could Julia sneak into the Forbidden Dragon Tomb? How could she find Malone carelessly and then become an important investor in the "Lord of the Rings" movie?

"Amy, can you grit your teeth for a few more days?"

Ma Long turned sideways and said softly to Aimi, who was standing next to him.

Since the jungle prophet Lao Kang felt that it was dangerous, when there was still room for choice, Malone decided to wait a few more days... Maybe in two days, will he be able to contact the Eshiriya God Nevtu vs. Akramon who is like omniscient in knowledge?

"Yes, that's OK."

Aimi nodded softly.

"What? Haven't you contacted Ms. Aglipina and Akramon?"

The jungle prophet Lao Kang had enough experience, and he discovered clues from the brief conversation between Ma Long and Aimi.

"Well, it's not in contact yet, Aunt Aglipina seems to be dragged down by something, so she has no time to respond to Julia's contact for the time being."

Since the Jungle Prophet asked, Ma Long didn't hide anything.

"If I remember correctly, if Ms. Aglipina and His Excellency Akramon went to Hailfa with her, it seems that the purpose of finding a magical artifact left by the fallen ancient god?"

The Jungle Prophet frowned.

"Yes?"

Ma Long replied.

"If this is the case, please be honest - in a short period of time, you may not be able to contact Ms. Aglipina and Lord Akramon. Most of them are already in some dangerous ancient ruins, and they may even need to fight against other powerful competitors." The Jungle Prophet sighed again: "Even Lord Akramon is attracted, and he has to get the magical artifact of the fallen ancient god that he has to cross the ocean. It is definitely not a simple thing."

To be honest, the outspoken and sigh of the Jungle Prophet made Ma Long’s mood not very good suddenly become much more obscure. However, because Amy was right next to him, Ma Long could not express these negative emotions at all.

"Haha, who can tell me this kind of thing accurately? It is possible to be able to contact again tomorrow morning, right? I firmly believe that with the strength of His Excellency Akramon and Aunt Aglipina, there will definitely be no problem!"

So, Malone smiled slightly at the Jungle Prophet.

The Jungle Prophet Conchita-BobWin didn't say anything else. He just smiled and nodded, although the Jungle Prophet's gaze actually fell on the slightly depressed Amy's face.

That night, Ma Long fulfilled his promise. He wore a tight pajama and pajama pants and hugged Aimi to hold him to him and told various warm love stories in the middle of the night.

Adela sat by the bed, recording the warm love story told by Ma Long with the gentlest movements. She only spoke to Aimi when each story came to an end - even Adela could see that Aimi was not willing to fall asleep if she wanted to hear the story, but she did not dare to fall asleep.

Although I had to hold on, Aimi couldn't hold on and fell asleep in the second half of the night.

Almost as she fell asleep, Ami entered the dream world like Shura hell. Countless ugly demons waving their weapons and rushed towards her from various directions, like a tide in the gloomy dream!

Amy tried to resist, or the memories of Eliza's ancestors of the Demon Hunting Fox Girl, instinctively made her hunt for demons in her dreams, but there were too many demons rushing out of the gloomy darkness!

Even if Ami fought desperately and resisted, she would inevitably start to be injured!

Every time she was injured, Ami felt a severe pain that reached her soul. The severe pain made Ami want to wake up in advance from this tragic dream destined to be killed by the demon. But no matter what she did, she could not open her eyes and return to the real world. Instead, the more she struggled, the more she felt difficulty breathing. Her heart was as if she was crushed. The heavy iron plate made her breathless...

Countless rusty weapons with demonic aura penetrated and tore Ami's body, making Ami's body uninjured but unable to die. Until a black helmet with two crossed strange demons with spiral-like horns, and six huge demons who could not directly look at the purple-red demon eyes, were covered with raging flames, and at least two people with high black as black as ink as hell as a battle axe.

"Submit to me, Eliza!"

A sound like thunder came from the sharp iron helmet of the six-pupil demon, and exploded like thunder in Ami's dream world.

"no way!"

Ami blurted out from her dying mouth before she even had time to have her own thoughts.

Then, the ending that Aimi knew without guessing—

"No, you will surrender sooner or later Eliza, because I will make your soul bloodline and pass it on to every generation of female descendants of you. Sooner or later, you will surrender, and you will take the initiative to tell me the secret."

In the rolling thunder, the giant black and long-handled hell battle axe fell in the air, and Ami finally got the result she wanted - to die.

But, this death is just the beginning!

Because Amy, who was dark in front of her, soon entered the next dream. Although the place where the dream happened was no longer the gloomy and terrifying underground world before, it turned into a fortress fortress full of broken walls and wrecks of dead soldiers. As always, countless ugly and disgusting hideous demons crawled out of various cracks in the void and killed her.........

Once again, when he lost his fighting ability, he wore a black helmet full of spikes, two strange spiral demons with crossed horns, and six huge demons with purple-red demonic eyes that were invisible to look directly. He walked out of the darkness with a hand full of blazing flames, with at least two people as dark as ink long-handled hell battle axes.

"Submit to me, the first descendant of Eliza!"

"no way--"

The second death in the dream world comes.

Then the third death dream begins to reincarnate, followed by the fourth and fifth…

On the seventeenth time, Aimi finally did not enter the eighth dream of death, but woke up from the dream of death with convulsions all over her body.

When Ami opened her eyes, she saw Ma Long's face, and Ma Long's face was full of worry, worry and pity.

"Ami, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? You were trembling all over and sweating just now, and your expression was so painful that my heart was almost broken! But Adella and I couldn't wake you up!"

He knelt on the bed, hugged Ami in his arms, and asked anxiously.

"It's the seventeenth time."

Aimi, who was pale, tried hard to make a smile at Ma Long.

"What's the seventeenth time?"

Malone was obviously confused.

"It is only in the dream that I was killed by that big demon seventeen times before I woke up."

Aimi slowly raised her hand and wiped her sweaty cheeks. She tried hard to smile at Ma Long again-

"Brother Ma Long, isn't my appearance ugly now? Actually, I don't want you to see it. I'm afraid that you will no longer like Ami and like others because of this."
Chapter completed!