Whoa, whoa.The bitter wind mixed with the sound of the waves howled, and the salty smell of the sea water clung to the surface of the skin, burrowing into the veins along the pores, stinging the bones like a knife, and the rolling night swept along with the footsteps of the waves, gnawing at the exposed toes.Bowing his head suddenly, Hodden realized that he was standing barefoot in the shallows of the water, the shallow water submerging his feet and necks, and the inky sea surrounded him and stretched out endlessly, so that there was no reference as far as the eye could see, not even the vague outline of a hill or a cliff.This is not normal – more precisely, it is not realistic.Unless you are drifting in the middle of the ocean, the long horizon completely blurs the direction and direction, and everywhere you look, except for water; Otherwise, if you stand on the beach along the coastline, you will definitely be able to find the landform where the sea meets the mainland, which is a product of nature.However, nothing can be seen now.Standing on the shallows with both feet, the soles and toes of the feet can clearly feel the softness and roughness of the sand, but when you look around, there is only the boundless water, no undulating sand dunes, no steep cliffs, nothing, and the endless tiling and direct narrative seems to be able to see the end of the world.This obviously defies common sense, and the answer blurts out: nightmares.At one point, Hodden hesitated, because he had just used his psionic energy to construct an illusion and fell asleep from exhaustion, and he couldn't be sure that it was not a second illusion of a dream with a dream, or that he had hallucinated, and the line between reality and illusion was still blurred.But then, Hoden succeeded in finding clues in the clues, which was the nightmare he had been haunting for a whole week before coming to the Norsnes continent.Leaving aside the rest, just such a clear and real delicate touch, this is a real feeling that Holden's current ability can never create.Nightmares, indeed!
Could it be that the deep tiredness brought about by the mental overdraft has awakened the nightmare again?
Otherwise, why tonight?
There must be some connection.However, this is not a priority for the time being, and it is more important at this time - the nightmare becomes clear, and the brain becomes clear.No more fragments, no more fragments, even the time spent slowing down so much that Hodden was able to find time to scrutinize.This also means......
Hiss, hiss.There was a faint sound of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter in his ears, faintly looming in the sound of the surging waves, which was not loud, but it was extraordinarily clear, as if a poisonous snake was winding around his ears; Then the pliable sea wrapped around his ankles, and the bitter cold dragged his body down.A little.A little.The lingering and irresistible pulling force penetrated the soles of the feet like smoke, and the silk cold flew all the way along the soles of the feet to the top of the head, the whole person was cold inside and out, and the muscles in the body were completely stiff, and even the little finger could not be moved, and the numb tingling sensation slowly seeped out.Dangerous.But not afraid.Every time he was haunted by nightmares before, he behaved completely differently than usual, as if he was dominated by fear, the only thought in his mind was to escape, but his panicked steps could not get out of the crisis at all, and finally ended in death, which was able to free him from the nightmare.But today, he was finally able to be himself, familiar with himself.Even though the danger has choked his lifeline, even if the muscles have been completely tensed, and the sense of imminent crisis has made him fully alert, but there is still no fear or panic in his heart, not only does he not have the idea of escaping, but he also looks at it carefully - even if there is darkness around him.As soon as you turn your head, you can see a faint black shadow sitting in the corner of the ceiling diagonally.Obviously, I looked up at the sky and looked down at the sea, but at this time, when I turned my head, I looked up at the ceiling and looked down at the ice-blue lake.There was an empty space in front of him, but it led to the depths of the lake; There was a door on the right behind him, but a dark shadow sat directly above it, staring at it.Ahead is nothingness; Backwards are dangers.If Howlen remembers correctly, the rest of Nightmare's story is that the lake ahead will catch fire, forcing him to flee in the direction of the gate; However, the direction of the gate is also a death trap, and he will not even have a chance to judge where the danger is, and he will be directly treated with his throat cut.Could it be the shadow that sits above the gate?
Hodden kept his composure, did not run forward, did not flee backwards, but stood where he was, raised his head, and took the initiative to look towards the shadow.The shadow closed its eyes tightly, like a bell tower monster sitting on the roof of Notre Dame Cathedral, with its shoulders bent and wings high, watching what was happening in front of it condescendingly, and the sharp breath of Mori Leng surged from all directions like a rolling wave.Under the soles of both feet, you can clearly feel that the cold lake water is bubbling and overflowing, and the aquatic plants wrapped around your ankles are pulling more and more tightly, pulling harder and harder, and a wisp of light and agile cold comes to your toes silently, and the sound of the poisonous snake spitting gently hits the eardrum again.But the body can feel a strong pulling force, pulling the upper body and constantly jumping into the air, two opposite forces wrap around the ankles and necks respectively, constantly pulling in the opposite direction, every inch of skin below the chest and above the knees can feel the tearing pain surging continuously, too strong and too turbulent, so that the breathing is completely cut off, and no sound can be made.The soul is tearing apart.The biting water of the lake is eating away at the legs little by little, and the soles of the feet, ankles, and calves are gradually losing vision, as if the lower half of the body has disappeared; However, the power entangled in the neck did not slacken, and after pulling to the extreme, it seemed that the soul was slowly loosening - inch by inch, gradually breaking away from the shackles and control of the mind, as if it could completely get rid of the entanglement of the body at any time, and finally completely separated.The feeling of breaking the shell that was about to come out of his body was about to move, and the pain of tearing was smashing down one after another, and every cell was screaming, but it still couldn't eliminate the slightest pain, but he didn't have time to take care of it, and his nerves were numb after the pain reached the extreme.Right now!
The thick smell of rust and the cold smell of the lake mixed together, lingering and stirring under the wings of the nose, and in the blink of an eye, it quickly swept over the throat, the death threat against the skin firmly grasped the heart, and the fear and panic could not help but start to breed, and fell into a desperate situation from which there was no escape.But Hordon still didn't avoid his gaze, trying to see more clearly, more clearly, and was about to raise his voice to start a conversation, before he opened his mouth, a thin slit opened in his throat, and blood gurgled out, and his mouth could only make a "gurgling" sound, and it took a full beat to feel a coldness spread in his throat.Burst!
The blood burst out like a waterfall.Death, clearer than ever.()