"There is an upward vent in the ground, and from where the woman is lying, you can see through a little gap in the courtyard."

"After decades of torture, the only thing this woman could see was her husband and sister snuggling up on a bench."

"Maybe in her heart, she has taken her sister as herself, and numbed her brain with her own lies."

"This incident caused a lot of sensation at the time, but this woman's soul did not turn into an evil spirit."

"If Veronya's dream corresponds to her story, then all we need to do now is find her."

"Break this initial connection and let's get back to the real world."

"The monster that this woman has turned into is like an umbilical cord to the world, through which it connects with the outside world and accelerates the process of assimilation."

"Killing her will not only bring us back to the real world, but it will most likely also be able to terminate the transformation of this world."

"Because assimilation has not been formed, after severing the connection, it may be possible to close this alien space forever!"

Henrik added.

Through the glass by the window, there was a white expanse outside, and a thick fog enveloped the whole world, and at the same time shrouded everyone's hearts.

"How are we going to find that terrible monster?"

Veronia said suddenly.

"Do you have any memories of those dreams other than your diary?"

Roger asked.

Veronia shook her head, "I don't know, I was so scared in my dreams that I didn't notice some details at all. ”

Roger guessed that Veronia's family could be traced back to the woman and her sister.

"What you experienced at that time was not a dream at all, in fact, at that time, you were already here, but because the connection was not stable, after waking up, you were sent back to the real world."

"If you think about it, a little bit of detail can help us find that place."

Ingmar reassured.

She had spent the longest time with Veronia, and hearing her reassuring voice, Veronia's mood really stabilized a lot.

"Don't force it."

Ingmar knows very well that it takes a lot of courage to recall a terrible nightmare.

"Wait a minute."

"I do remember something, but I'm not sure."

Veronia hesitated.

"Every once in a while, I always seem to hear a knocking sound that sounds like a chess piece...... The sound when you land on the board. ”

Veronha carefully recalled, she wasn't quite sure.

"Knocking?"

Henrik and Hathaway looked at each other, and there was a hint of surprise on their faces.

"In the area where Hathaway and I had been before, we could hear something like that, it was crisp."

"Is that woman hiding in that area?"

"Quite possibly!"

"The vast majority of rooms in this place are inaccessible, Roger and I have already been to three of them, counting you in total, these four houses are spread out in different locations, corresponding to each other."

"And the area you went to before, you can even encounter monsters during the day, which is enough to show that that area is special."

Ingmar clenched her fists, "Anyway, we'll have to take a look there." ”

"Time is running out for us."

After making a plan, everyone went back to their rooms to recuperate, and I was afraid that there would be a fierce battle next.

This time the fog seemed to last unusually long.

After some time, Henrik knocked on Roger's door.

"Come out and take a look, there's been some change out there."

Roger followed Henrik outside the house, and the fog that had enveloped the entire area had dissipated, but what appeared in front of him was no longer anything that Roger had seen before.

"What happened?"

"The final assimilation has begun."

"The architecture here looks like Bordeaux many years ago."

Henrik replied.

"Is this going to replicate the whole city of Bordeaux?"

"No, it should only be a part, mainly around Rose Street."

Roger closed his eyes and sensed, "The safe spot I woke up with is still there." ”

Consciously, Roger didn't notice anything unusual in the Hunter's Hut.

"Let's go, we have to speed up, and the next fog may never dissipate."

"Maybe when it dissipates, we become part of this world."

Ingmar added from behind.

Except for Veronia, the other four people all had a certain amount of combat effectiveness, and when they saw that everyone was planning to leave, Veronia's eyes were red in a hurry.

"It's too dangerous ahead, with us, you don't have a chance to live at all, wait here with peace of mind, if we succeed, you will naturally leave here."

Roger was reassured.

He didn't say the second half, if the four of them failed, then all of them would die here.

"Stay here."

Ingmar patted Veronha on the shoulder.

"See you in reality!"

After speaking, he followed the pace of the three and strode away.

Veronia pursed her lips and clenched the dagger in her hand.

I hope I don't use it when I use it.

The streets here have changed a lot, but luckily they don't move back and forth like they used to, so even if he wasn't very familiar with the route, Roger could basically deduce an approximate direction.

And then keep moving towards the goal.

Changes here continue as they march.

Crossing one of the streets, Roger slowed down and looked to the other side.

"What's wrong?"

Henrik asked warily.

He followed Roger's line of sight, and at the end of the line of sight, on the side of the street, hung an iron street sign with a line of words clearly printed on it.

"Narcissus Street."

Roger's eyes stared slightly, this Narcissus Street, is it the Narcissus Street that Anna mentioned?

Will there be a number 48 here?

"Nothing."

Roger withdrew his gaze, he was eager to go there and check it out, but now there was something more important to do.

"A long time ago, this place was not called Rose Street, don't take things here too seriously, different dimensions assimilate reality, but it will also distort reality."

"Nothing you see in front of you is real."

Henrik said casually.

Roger nodded, but he always felt that it was not a simple coincidence, maybe at a certain time, there was once a place called Narcissus Street on the original site of the current Rose Villa.

He had at least a little bit of an idea about 48 Narcissus Street, and he could start investigating it when he got back.

After walking for a while, a large area with a completely different architectural style from the surrounding area came into view.

Pointed towers, circular domes.

Heavy, flat stones.

Immediately after, a demon spirit with a green glow, carrying a lantern in his left hand and a thin sword in his right hand appeared in front of everyone.

It wore a flaxen-colored gray robe, with a hood covering half of its head, revealing a skeletal face.

In the center of its forehead, a silver hole looms.

"Hell, that shot just now only did so little damage to it!"

Henrik's face turned very ugly.

()

Chinese Net