Soul's, imprint? ”

Salvatore repeated the word, his face gradually becoming unsightly.

"Yes."

Alexander Robin nodded calmly: "After the soul is dyed, it can actually be regarded as an incomplete demigod."

"If you live in a fixed place for a long time, the power of the elements that escape can even unconsciously impregnate the surrounding environment and gradually transform it into an environment suitable for you. If the power of the elements is gathered too much, there may even be a part of the will remaining.

"For example, such as Noah's Blood Butterfly Valley, or the Storm Tower of Winter, the world-twisting vision is the imprint left after the death of the powerful and transcendent."

Hearing this, Salvatore took two deep breaths.

Again, he confirmed:

“…… So, will the corpses also be impregnated by the elements? ”

"It should be said that the body - even if the transcendent does not die, whether it is a hand or a bone left behind, it may gradually transform the world around it.

"However, the power of the elements is mainly stored in the brain, so as long as it is handled properly, the problem is not serious."

Commander Alexander said.

He frowned slightly: "What exactly do you want to say?" Or did you do something? ”

The former champion swordsman, now an old knight captain who is almost sixty years old, is sitting in the parlor of Noah's First Bank in a white suit that looks very different from him.

The square and majestic face, the sun-tanned skin, the short reddish-brown hair that was carefully groomed, the golden-orange eyes reminiscent of a lion, and the iconic scar...... Compared with the identity of banker and chairman, it is indeed more suitable to be called a "warrior" or a "general".

…… In normal times, Salvatore would not even dare to look him in the eye.

Too much killing and fighting, a layer of blood and gunsmoke condensed on this man who was over 100 years old.

Salvatore had just advanced to silver, and was in a situation where his perception was too sharp and his will was insufficient, and it was even more difficult to resist this deterrent.

If it weren't for the fact that this incident directly involved Annan's safety...... He won't come here to communicate with this troublesome man!

But now, he is also very grateful to the paper him.

Fortunately, Paper Ji has an extra heart.

She asked Salvatore about how the "dreamer" was doing.

While it is true that Paper Hime is a true god, she is not a god who has ascended from the transcendent path...... It is the "God of Creation" created out of thin air by his own creator and his lover.

Therefore, Paper Ji does not know the path of transcendence.

And Alexander is different.

Although he is only a silver-level transcendent, he is a champion swordsman after all.

- He is a true "champion", a hunter of cultists and dark wizards, and a high-ranking member of the Silver Lord's Church. As for the secrets of the transcendent path and the path of depravity, there may not be a few people in the whole of Noah who know more than him.

Salvatore did not hide it.

He directly told Alexander about the extra things he had added when he made the Dream Elixir.

He regrets it now.

In Benjamin's original recipe, there was no such step. This is his ability as an "alchemist" that tells him that he can give corrections in this direction.

In fact, if there is no addition to the brains of gold-level wizards here, or if the elemental power of Denton the Dream Stealer has nothing to do with nightmares, then this is not a mistake......

But Salvatore originally wanted Annan to enter the nightmare in a safer and safer way...... didn't expect that this would harm Annan instead.

"—you're such a piece of shit, Sal."

In his heart, the hoarse voice sounded coldly: "The formula is already in your hands, can't you do this kind of thing?" ”

But it was just a mistake......

"Was it really just a mistake? Isn't this a mistake caused by your arrogance and getting carried away? ”

The shadow whispered like a demon, as if to destroy Salvatore's sanity: "If you had asked Alexander before you made it, or if you had written to the tower master to ask, would you make such a mistake?" Don't say what's the lack of time...... That's all excuses. Will it delay you for half a day?

"Don't make excuses, it's your fault. After you became an alchemist, did you get a little carried away? Well? Even the cigarettes are smoking, are you still planning to drink heavily? Do you want to make some special drugs for yourself?

"Seriously, Sal. If you feel like you can't do anything, give me your body. ”

The shadow is always stronger than itself.

Yes...... Salvatore had known about it all along.

As long as the body is given to the shadow, all problems can be solved.

I don't make mistakes because of all kinds of mistakes...... Even mistakes that have been made can be remedied.

“…… I know. ”

Salvatore whispered.

"Huh?"

The shadow paused, and let out a hoarse and low sneer: "Finally can't bear the defeat?" Want to give up? You can ...... at any time Then give me your body. ”

"—I'm going to take care of this myself."

Salvatore said slowly: "I want to save Annan. ”

Looking at him, the expression on Alexander's face gradually converged and became serious.

"If needed. I'm here to help you, Son of the Black Tower. ”

The head of the regiment made a calm voice: "But...... Do you have a plan? ”

"Yes."

Salvatore replied simply: "We will rush back now, and I will modify the access point of the 'Dream Elixir' on the way." In this way, when we are with Annan, we can use the secret medicine to go directly into his nightmares.

“…… As for the victory over Denton, I'll leave it to you. ”

"Don't worry, don't underestimate me. I'm more or less a priesthood...... I know a lot about nightmares. And even if you can't defeat Denton, you just need to help Annan escape. ”

Alexander said seriously: "Denton's last will is trapped in a small pill and cannot escape. We don't need to fight him to the death right away...... Just let Annan not fall into his trap unprepared. ”

"I listen to you, Captain."

Salvatore replied.

But it's different from what they think......

In the nightmare, Annan did not fall into Denton's trap and be destroyed by the nightmare and turned into a puppet.

It's in the fear of the shards, wreaking havoc —

Bang!

With a hammer, Annan smashed the steel operating table directly; The two fists hung down, and they directly punched the bed out.

Yes, the handcuffs themselves are not broken, but the place where the handcuffs link to the operating table has been knocked off...... Now Annan can even wield chains, cos a piece of Silas - of course, considering that only his left hand is handcuffed, and at the end of the handcuffs there is an iron bed that he knocked down, maybe it is Chen Khan......

"That's it?"

Annan scoffed, breaking the chain at his ankle.

When he saw the chainsaw, he already understood what this fear was.

This is the fear of the "necessary price" and the "choice between life and death".

According to the process that Denton laid out for Annan, it should be for Annan to use that blunt saw to cut off his left hand.

After all, it's just a nightmare, there is nothing left with a disability, nothing that cannot be done...... There is only a difference between whether you dare to bear this pain or not.

It is to endure a long, unavoidable pain...... Or accept a chronic death?

There is a saying that one by one, the old jigsaw is gone.

In both ways, you should be able to escape from the nightmare...... But Annan chose the third path.

Left or right?

- Isn't the middle road wide?

"It's a shame I can't fix your ...... with my fists"

The moment Annan sat up, the fragments of fear were still broken by him.

He leaned against the wall, looked up, and said calmly, "There are two more chances."

"Go on."

(End of chapter)