"Wake up, wake up, the leader has called everyone to get up."

Dagon opened his eyes and a very recognizable ugly face swayed in front of him. It was Doma! Compared with the endless steps and void, his appearance was so vivid and cute!

"Get up! Everyone has started to clean up the camp and will set off in a while." Doma slapped Dagon's chest twice, then reached out to pull him up from the blanket. "You're sleeping so hard that the stone beard exploded just now and didn't wake you up."

"You said that, do you think I should be woken up by the sound of fart?" Dagon stared at Doma, sighed, and said seriously: "Okay, you succeeded, I was woken up by the sound of fart."

"I only broke my face, but not my brain." Doma had long been used to joking with the two of them. He shook his head and didn't care about it at all. "Hurry up and act, maybe you have to go a long way today, pay attention to saving your energy."

While packing things, Dagon recalled the dream of last night. Everything in the dream was clear and he could remember every detail, which was very different from ordinary dreams. The things in the dream should be vague, and everything he experienced last night seemed to have really experienced it personally.

After climbing so many steps, I was still struggling until the last moment. I wanted to work harder and go up one or two more as much as possible. Fortunately, I woke up in time, and the disappearing steps finally failed to catch up with him, but the distance was only seven or eight meters. The road ahead did not see the end, but was he considered successful and surviving, or was he considered failure and running away?

Walking along the way with the team, Dagon was still thinking about the problem of dreams. He thought of what the monster said, calling "dream" the "soul world". Why is it called this name? Is it revealing key information or committing fraud? Dagon looked around and he definitely didn't dare to tell his friends. It was useless to say it. But Barde, who was still talking about the surrounding environment and hunting skills, did not look like an expert in souls or dreams.

"Thinking about the better, dreams do not affect the state of the body after waking up." Dagon spent almost the entire dream time climbing the steps, where he was so tired that he was dying. He did not feel tired after waking up, and because of his full meal and sleep, his body was in a better state than before he set out.

"Before, the monster was chopped in half with a knife, but in fact he just woke up from the dream. This time he almost died of exhaustion in the dream, and finally woke up." Dagon wondered in his mind, is there actually no danger in the dream?

If it was that kind of hazy and vague dream, he would dare to make this assertion, but the continuous dreams he experienced were too realistic and clear. "If...if...if...if...if, if it's like the monster said, if it falls into the void, it will die, then...then you must strive to survive, and you can't take it lightly."

Dagon sets a tone for the dream: before you figure out what's going on, just take it as real. Dagon is a self-controlled and hardworking person in reality, and it seems natural to ask yourself to work hard in the dream. Since the dream is so real and can be continuous in the plot, then make your own efforts!

"Dagon, come to the front." The leader of the Bardes, who was walking in front, waved to him and said, "I just heard Shisu say that everyone chooses you as the team's deputy. This is an honor and a higher requirement for you. I was also selected as the team's deputy during the adult ceremony, and I have some experience in this regard."

After being named by the leader, Dagon took a few steps and came to the front of the bear lizard. When he got closer, Dagon felt that the bear lizard was even weaker. Not only did the fur lose its luster, but he could also vaguely see the ribs that appeared and disappeared under the skin. It was so thin...

"Dagon, are you listening to me?" Barde urged and said, "Look carefully, I will tell you the skills of reconnaissance and path exploration. Your legs are fast, so you can practice relevant skills now and then lead the way in front of the team."

"Mr. Valde, but I don't know which way to go!"

"I will tell you in advance how to walk ahead. All you have to do is walk more than ten meters in advance. Don't be afraid, blow the whistle when you encounter a situation, and we will arrive immediately."

After taking the whistle and hanging it around his neck, Dagon understood that since the work had been arranged, there was no room for him to refuse. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the leader of Barde to talk about the things that need to be paid attention to when conducting a pre-scoring reconnaissance, remembered it carefully, and practiced continuously in practice. Although it was a little more tiring than following forward, he still gained a lot in the day.

When we camped again and rested, there was no shack left by the hunter to use. We found a dry and warm stone wall and leaned on it to rest. We didn’t make a fire, we just ate some cold food, arranged the round of vigil, and seized the time to go to bed.

Dagon was worried before closing his eyes. But when he entered the dream and woke up on the disappearing steps, he left his worries behind. Since this is the case again, don't be sad and solve the problem first.

Getting up from the obsidian steps, Dagon was surprised to find that he had recovered his physical strength. Then there was nothing to say at this time, so hurry up! This time Dagon paid more attention to the reasonable distribution of physical strength to avoid reaching the limit too early. He patiently maintained his breathing, controlled the rhythm of movement, and tried to reduce unnecessary movements. As expected, he persisted for longer than last time.

But no matter how he saves, his physical strength is limited, and he will eventually be exhausted, and he will be even more tired and crossed than last time. Dagon lay on the steps on his back and didn't want to climb any more. He just thought about how to move his chest and took a long breath. Although his mouth was open and his throat was squirming, Dagon didn't feel that the air was being sucked into his lungs at all.

"Are you going to die?" Dagon didn't even have the strength to tilt his head and see where the steps disappeared. "You can know if you will really die if you fall down. Uh... I already feel like the soles of my feet are hanging in the air..."

Dagon gritted his teeth. Although his muscles were completely unable to move, he was still unwilling to accept this ending. When this thought appeared, a light appeared in the void. In the dark world, the light seemed like an incomparable thunder.

It is at the end of the steps, ending infinite continuity, giving a long-term climb a result. Going up, up to a maximum of one hundred steps, you can walk into the light and leave this ghost place. At that moment, Dagon subconsciously forgot the fatigue and the air that cannot pass through his throat, and there is only one thought in his mind: Where can I still have power?

There.

A voice echoed in his mind, and he pointed out the answer himself. In addition to the body, Dagon also has mana. He cannot use it in the outside world and dare not use mana, but what's scary here? Why not?

But how should we use mana? Should we be explicit or restrained here? How should we call it out? Dagon has never received this training and now he doesn't have time to explore it himself. At this moment, he felt that his legs were completely suspended and his butt was not under the force, and his whole body began to slide down. This slippery made it even more difficult to maintain balance.

"Can't fall!" Dagon's heart scream could not be directly turned into a result. The steps disappeared near his waist, and he changed from sliding to falling, and the situation was almost irreversible. But even at this time, Dagon had not given up!

Powerlessness is different from giving up - Tormond's words are still in his ears: I have lost almost half of my body, and you have scales affected by the blood of the monster in front of your chest. This is powerless; but I have not been scattered and waited for death, and you shouldn't fall into the impulse of the monster, because that is giving up - as long as you know that you still have a little strength and a moment to work hard, then don't keep your efforts! There is nothing in this world that is more correct than hard work.

"There is nothing more correct in this world than hard work!" Dagon tried hard to recall the feeling of his body falling out of control when he rushed up the cliff, connecting that moment with the present. At the same time, he also thought of the scene where the rosacea blacksmith used mana to activate the head hunting axe, the elemental power of earth and gold advanced along his arms and showed it on his hands.

A hot feeling formed on his right arm. He had no time to experience it carefully. He quickly grabbed this critical moment and threw his arm towards the high stairs. At this time, his body had begun to fall, but a hunting axe made of flames appeared out of thin air, and the hammer head hooked on the steps, hanging him in the air. This scene was very familiar, and it was the scene where he flew over the underground river valley and rushed to the cave to catch crabs!

The strap on the shank of the hunting head entangled his arm, so Dagon did not fall into the void. However, his arm still had no strength and could not pull himself up like he did in an underground cave before. So Dagon was trapped in mid-air, and as the steps gradually disappeared, he would fail sooner or later.

The hunting axe made of flames constantly emitted a red light, and sent warm pulsations to his palms one by one, like a heartbeat. Dagon had not given up yet, and his spirit was concentrated on his arms, as if he used his will as a winch, his blood vessels as ropes, pulling muscles one by one, trying to move them. However, he only got a violent tremor, which was the twitching of the muscles when they could no longer work.

Seeing the steps disappearing to the edge of the hunting axe, Dagon suddenly woke up. In front of him was his companion of the vigil, who was gently patting his face.

"You're sleeping so hard, I thought you were in a coma for a moment." As Shisu spoke, white steam kept coming out of his mouth. "It just started to cool down, please keep warm. I called the leader of Valde, and he was about to get the fire. Go and help him after you get up, I'm so sleepy."

"Shizu, you are such a good person." Dagon's face was filled with a silly smile, which made Shizu think that he was sleeping stupidly and kept muttering on the way to sleep. He didn't know that Dagon's strange dream was continuous. This time he woke up and he could recover all his energy next time he went in. As long as he did not make any mistakes in his movements, Dagon would have the chance to climb back to the steps and head towards the exit of light!
Chapter completed!