"Let your tribe prepare to migrate."

"No matter what happens in the forest, it's not something you can deal with... Maybe this land will be shrouded in darkness, and this may be a sign."

"Anyway, go find the large tribes that worship shamans, and the ancestors will protect you."

The village chief's expression changed a little.

The 11 people who went crazy within 2 days also frightened him.

As an elder in the village, he must consider the rest of the village.

But he was still a little hesitant. After all, his ancestors lived here. As a mountain citizen who believed in his ancestors, he abandoned his ancestral land like this, and it seemed a bit...

"ah!"

Another shrill howl sounded in the village behind him.

It means another person is going crazy in his dream.

It was like a drumstick hitting the heart hard. The village chief gritted his teeth. He stopped hesitating and turned around and rushed back to the village.

The young wizard shivered, and he glanced at the woods in the dark. The cold wind blew against the trees swaying in the ice fog, making a rustling sound, as if some kind of monster was grinding his teeth.

This made the young liar feel tempted to pee.

He wanted to leave now.

But the gaze of the coveted mountain people around him made him look like a thorn on his back.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have taken this job!

That's how it's dealing with these savage and stubborn guys, they spend money, you have to do something...

Although the mountain people are ignorant, they are very slanderous, and they are actually not easy to deceive.

"We'll go, too!"

He gritted his teeth, grabbed a rune stone bought at a high price in his hand, and walked into the forest with the mountain people holding torches.

They didn't go much far.

In fact, there is no need to go deep into the forest.

The wizard thought that the origin of the dream plague must be difficult to find, but he was wrong.

Less than 2 kilometers after walking into the forest, he discovered something very strange on a hillside.

Some vines.

The black one is like a vine burned by fire, but there are some dark red talismans.

They poked out from the ground, like a pioneer of some kind of existence, coveting the world outside the mountains and forests.

And around those vines, tall birch wood seemed to be infected.

The frost on them has fallen, like it is burned by flames, and the bark is peeling off, as if it is a disease of some kind of tree, spreading.

The wizard looked at the vines on the hillside, and he felt that his spirit was being attracted by the vine, and there was a faint sound in his ears.

The sound was like a dream, and it was not real to hear it.

"Wake up!"

The liar wizard waved his cane and hit a mountain man walking towards the vine with a dull face, forcibly awakening him.

With the fear and confusion of the mountain people, the wizard took a step forward.

He took the bone knife from his waist and cut a trace of the black vine that poked out of the earth.

He carefully put the black vine in his bag, then looked straight, in a tone mixed with warning and intimidation.

Say to others:

"You have also seen that some forces are infecting this forest. Go back quickly."

"Tell your elders, let him take you out of this as quickly as possible..."

"It is the first time I have seen these evil things. I am going back to the rune tower in Neforheim and ask my mentor."

The liar wizard looked back at the deeper forest.

He felt that the source of those nightmares that spread like plague was not here, but in the deeper part of the forest.

But he didn't dare to investigate.

He is very self-aware of his strength.

As long as he handed this thing over to the Rune Tower, his mission will be completed, and naturally there will be a powerful rune wizard who will deal with the troubles here.

This can be regarded as a disguised completion of the request of these mountain people.

The hunters ran out of the woodland as fast as possible.

Outside the forest, the entire village was gathered, and the village chief was telling the villagers about migration.

On the other side of the forest, a young wizard riding on a goat was running along the mountain road.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"ah"

As the cold wind blew, the young liar wizard yawned a big yawn.

He felt an unresistible sleepiness coming.

The dream is calling him.

The dark red runes were also emitting light on the vines he put in his waist pocket.

In that darkness, in the deepest part of the forest, among the terrifying frozen fog, a dark red ancient tree entangled with vines was rooted in the cold earth.

It pours its strength into this edge world like breathing.

In the invisible dark night, shadows are rising, and the world is enveloping.

The nightmare objects slowly squirmed in the dark night. They smelled the scent of fearful sentient beings emitted from their sleep, so they accelerated their pace.

They need to absorb more fear to evolve a complete personalized will.

But they have escaped from the dream dimension...

There are life here, and they also dream...

The nightmare is about to be born...
Chapter completed!