How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

The scenes change back and forth, with no chronological order, only changes in appearance.

Lin Wei was ups and downs in these dream fragments. Although his head was dizzy, his consciousness was barely awake.

An empty hall often appears in the scene, a huge eye is painted on the dome of the hall, and a snow-white skull with hollow eye sockets often appears, held in her arms or placed beside her.

Many people in black robes came and went from the hall, with indistinct appearances, speaking various languages, and when she was quiet, she carved many messy marks on the floor and walls, No matter day or night—Lin Wei recalled with difficulty, and found that this seemed to be the pattern of the deed seal.

Elf... This is an elf, her ears are exposed after her long hair is pulled up, revealing her race, but she always looks indifferent, living in the dark night and shadows, with thick green or dark blue fine flames floating around her, completely It's not like that legendary magical race.

One night, the door of the temple was knocked from outside.

She slowly stopped writing in her hand, and the door slowly opened as if moving with her heart, revealing the figure of the person who came out.

"Guest," she said in the language of the human race, her voice was thin, like the thin hoarfrost on the treetops in winter: "Where are you from?"

The visitor pulled down his hood, revealing eyes as light as ice and snow: "I come from the north."

"North and West are far apart," she said. "People who love life don't set foot here."

"On the contrary, Goddess," the man said with a faint smile on his face, "I am an ordinary bard, I cherish my life, and I have traveled across the entire continent in the flames of war to come to you seek asylum."

"I have no reason to provide shelter to a bard, and the swamp will not always be safe." She said lightly.

"You will finally promise me, because the blade of the Goddess of Light is also pointing at my throat."

The scene changed again, the bard had already walked out the door, and made a salute to the elf in the dark robe beside the door frame.

She said: "The high tower in the north will become a place she can't set foot on. As long as you are willing to sacrifice the bard's freedom, which is as precious as your life, you don't have to worry about her long sword in your lifetime."

"No one has freedom, goddess," the bard finally said to her. "Not the bard, not the goddess of light, and neither do you."

He turned and left, and his figure disappeared into the shadows of trees.

The surrounding singing suddenly became louder. She looked up at the gray sky, and brushed back a few strands of hair that had fallen down. A smile appeared on her usually indifferent face. The smile was cold and meaningful, and her tone was firm. , uttering a short sentence: "I shall be free."

The voice fell, the singing stopped abruptly, Lin Wei's consciousness suddenly rose, and he came into the gray sky,

He looked down at the lifeless swamp, and found tiny white spots of light scattered here and there, slowly floating around.

The scene he saw just now is particularly clear in his mind, perhaps because the bard's light-colored pupils made him feel familiar.

He was wandering above the swamp, touching those floating light spots, each light spot brought a dream related to the black-robed elves, when he experienced those scenes, the light spots would sink from his fingertips, bringing Come to a gentle feeling, like soaking in warm spring water all over your body.

Lin Wei's initial drowsiness dissipated little by little, and he woke up completely. He carefully experienced the feeling brought by the light spot, and recognized it—this is a fragment of soul power, which carries the original owner's memory. And when the memory dissipated, it merged into one's own soul.

The pure and powerful soul power may belong to the goddess who has disappeared.

Lin Wei now knows—she is still alive, otherwise the power would have dissipated long ago, but she shouldn't be alive either, otherwise the power wouldn't be scattered everywhere.

She said she would be free, but she was bound by an oath that she would never step out of the swamp.

Lin Wei saw that his soul light group became more and more lustrous and firm under the integration of this power, and the spiritual power that complemented the soul power grew along with it.

He became light - he looked at the other scattered fragments, and they seemed to be summoned, floating and gathering together, like the vast galaxy that can be seen when looking up at night on Siren Island.

This star river surrounds Lin Wei at this time, rushing toward his soul light cluster, but when everything is finally over, Lin Wei's soul power has increased to several times that of his previous life, and his mental power is finally not so tight, he still can't get back from zero. From his memories, he pieced together the complete life of the goddess Katanafea.

He has seen the long, lonely, and cold years she spent in the swamp, saw her engraving layers of complex seals on the wall, and seen her side profile writing the "Contract" under the dark green phosphorous fire, I saw her kissing the snow-white skull, but I never saw the time before she became a girl, nor her final ending.

This is enough, Lin Wei told himself - he is not very interested in the life of the goddess, he just wants to get out of this ghost place.

He also seems to know how to get out of this ghost place, just like those black-robed magicians who come and go in the hall.

He had to get back into his body, and it might be a long, long time since he fell asleep—his companions would worry about him.

He suppressed the feeling of coldness in the memory of the goddess from his mind. Katanafia was indeed alone, but he was different. Someone was waiting for him. He knew that as long as he woke up, he would see that A person's beautiful eyes - so he will never stay awake at night like a goddess, nor will he have difficulty falling asleep in the dark night like himself in his previous life.

That’s right, someone is waiting for him—this knowledge made him happy, and he floated towards the mountain. He now knows everything about Dead Marsh, thanks to living here for countless years , the goddess who even has a few trees outside the hall.

A fierce battle is taking place outside the mountain. The two sides of the battle are huge. It seems that two top monsters have sensed the strong magical elements that escaped when the vines died. They were attracted here, and then began to fight unceremoniously. They are all fire elements, and the entire mountain is crumbling under the fierce magic attack.

The battle was coming to an end, and one of them's fur was scorched black, and there was a huge gash on its neck. It seemed that he had been in a coma for a while.

Lin Wei's consciousness sank into the mountain easily, and he found the corridor of the sealed underground palace.

He walked along the corridor, entered the light gray and white circular room, and saw the person he wanted to see at a glance.

He was still lying on the bed as he was when he fell asleep for the first time, and Duan Yu sat by the bed. Lin Wei didn't look carefully before falling asleep, and now he confirmed that he was indeed unscathed in the previous battle.

Although my soul is hanging here, the main body doesn't seem to be sleeping peacefully - brows are slightly frowned, I don't know what I saw in the dream.

Duanyu was looking at himself, he seemed to hesitate for a while, then reached out and slowly touched his frowning brow, as if wanting to smooth it.

Inexplicably, looking at Juanyu's side face and the earnest eyes cast on him, Lin Wei was very jealous of himself—he wanted to lie there very much now!

He approached his body a little angrily, trying to let his consciousness go back in time, maybe he could experience it before the fingertips of the oracle didn't leave—but unfortunately, the consciousness touched his body for the first time , he sank into another scene—this time it was his own dream.

This is the illusion created by the poisonous mist—not a real memory like the goddess' dream.

Miss Lavis's face was beautiful and proud, and she passed her on the bustling streets of the imperial capital. Gregory stood at the window facing the street, looking down at the passing crowd—the sky was a crashing and burning floating place. In the capital, the beautiful five-color marble was burned red by the flames, like a huge meteor, colliding heavily with the imperial capital.

The imperial city, as well as Didis' mansion, were all turned into ruins - Lavis's beautiful face climbed up with hideous burns, and it matched his mother's appearance in a trance.

He was on the back of the dragon, with the bitter wind blowing beside him, the dark golden-haired magician was wearing a snow-white robe, and the ice-silver Kungunir stabbed straight at him, and while he was in a daze, , piercing his chest with icy cold air.

The giant dragon disappeared at some point, he closed his eyes instinctively, and fell down, about to be swallowed by the blazing flames above the ruins, all the fragmented lights and shadows of the past flashed across his mind—he was suddenly caught again ——Being half-embraced in a person's arms, that person's cold and soft hair brushed against his cheek, made him feel very familiar.