Corresponding problems.

While Lumian was thinking about whether to look for traces, catch up, and clean up the dead on behalf of the "Dream Festival", he randomly checked various details in the room.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated and his eyes froze for a second.

He saw a feather lying quietly under the easy chair by the window.

White feathers covered with light butter stains!

Lumian's scalp went numb for a moment, and he quietly took two steps back and returned to the corridor.

That man and woman were dead like Leyasa, and had mutated?

What about their bodies?

Disappeared?

How will the human beings who "fell into gods" behave differently after leaving the "Dream Festival"?

With a ball of blazing white fire floating in the back of his head, Lumian looked at the room in front of him again with many questions. He felt that the "corpse" of a man and a woman might still be here, but he couldn't see it.

He cautiously walked into the room and came to the easy chair. He did not feel any unusual feelings and found no trace of the presence of invisible things.

Lumian took out the "Secret Peeping Glasses" and the "Eye of Truth" from the "Traveler's Bag" and put them on his face in turn.

He still didn't see the figures of the man and the woman. His vision was filled with chaotic darkness, lightless rivers, oily feathers, and imprisoned depths.

"After returning to reality, they completed the 'feathering' immediately and left here?" Lumian considered for a few seconds and activated the black mark on his right shoulder.

He was "teleported" to somewhere in the jungle, the edge area corresponding to a special dream.

As a "hunter", after being taken to the black tomb by Amandine, Lumian had already kept in mind the correct route and environmental characteristics, and spent nearly a quarter of an hour to reach the area where many tree roots protruded from the ground, like a large number of trees.

The area of ​​knotted blood vessels.

However, the place where the black boulder-like ancient tomb should have stood was empty, with nothing in it.

"That black tomb only exists in dreams and cannot be touched by reality?" Lumian began to speculate seriously, "So, angels such as the 'Pale Queen' cannot come in person, and can only send people to participate in the 'Dream Festival'?"

As his thoughts raced, Lumian's eyes moved back and forth on the land corresponding to the black tomb.

It is indeed a bit different from the surrounding area. There are no tree roots protruding from the ground, and it is flat and stone-free.

Lumian approached thoughtfully, took out his straight sword, used it as a shovel, and tried to dig out the soil.

As soon as a small hole was dug, Lumian's eyelids twitched.

Buried in the dark brown soil are two white feathers stained with light butter!

Lumian took a slow breath and dug a little deeper.

Not long after, a piece of palm-sized, pale, dark, slightly moist and sticky strange soil came into view.
Chapter completed!