There was no sound in the pit behind Donnie, and neither the previously distorted Extraordinaire nor the illusion in the mist seemed to be gone.

The outside of the subway station was surrounded by a white mist, and with Donnie's vision and perception, he couldn't see through what had become inside.

Wisps of white mist were surging into the pit behind Donnie, and in Downey's opinion, it was probably the owner of the dream unconsciously reclaiming his power.

This almost identical space to Ogden was constructed by the dreams of the mad ruler Kreezer, who is the creator and can naturally reclaim it.

The only question is how Downey will survive in the shattered environment of the dream space.

"Are you carrying this lantern that doesn't know the details of the lantern?"

As soon as this idea came to mind, Downey immediately dismissed it, because it was no different from seeking death.

Downey tentatively sent a stream of flames into the mist, and soon he noticed that the bright flames were disintegrating, being pulled away, and disappearing after a short time.

"Try the real thing again!" Downey took out a copy of the book he had read, tied it with a thread and threw it into the mist, and quickly pulled it back, but only pulled back half of the thread.

Obviously, whether it's real or not, entering the fog is dangerous.

Donnie wanted to try it with the Khazra Monster Spirit, but later dismissed the idea.

He never relied on these three extremely weak spirits, but on the mysterious lantern in his hand.

The faint light had an effect not only in Mizuri and Camp Mahogany, but also in the Dream of the Fallen God, once again dispelling the fog that seemed to dissolve everything.

It's just that this time Donnie's consumption is even greater, if he doesn't improve his realm and still maintains the strength he had when he was in Camp Redwood, I'm afraid he will be drained of his mana in a few minutes.

Fortunately, there was no Lawrence and others by Downey's side this time, otherwise one more person would cost Downey more strength.

As for those agents, Donnie didn't know them at all, second, he couldn't leave with them, and third, the other party didn't trust Donnie.

After all, Donnie himself didn't know how to leave now.

At this time, Donnie suddenly discovers that the lantern needs more magic.

"If nothing happens, I can only stand and wait for death, saving some magic can make me breathe for a while, I can't save my life at all, it's better to supply this lantern with all my strength, maybe things will turn around."

Thinking of this, Donnie no longer hesitated, and directly injected a large amount of magic into the lantern.

The dim light suddenly brightened, and the flame flickered up about half a foot, and the news that had not been able to appear in Donnie's mind was finally delivered.

It wasn't full information, but a vague premonition in Donnie's mind.

Downey has a clear inclination in which direction to go, rather than a lack of choice.

The feeling was almost instinctive, and Donnie didn't have time to stand still and think in order to hold on for a little longer, and his body crashed into the fog as if he were offline.

The sound of 'snorting' was accompanied by wails and crazy laughter around Donnie, and after running some distance, Donnie found that he was still alive and that he was not missing anything, and his mind calmed down a little.

While following his senses, Donnie looked at his surroundings, there were no illusions in the fog, but there were no buildings from before, and there was not even the ground left in the vast fog.

There was fog up and down, left and right, and Donnie was walking along a 'road' that was difficult to find in the misty fog at the moment.

The invisible force condensed at Donnie's feet, providing a foothold for him to walk in the mist, which was then crushed and swallowed by the mist.

On the edge of the deep pit near the subway station, the lights that the agents had erected before had long since disappeared, and even if Donnie looked back, he could not find his original location, and it was impossible to turn back.

The white fog finally came to an end, and the light of the lantern in Donnie's hand became more and more dim, and at the same time, the fog became much lighter, and under the cover of the fog, the colorful and strange world opened the veil to Donnie.

The glow of different colors is constantly flowing, and it looks like a lame painter's splashed ink painting to attract attention.

And in the midst of these glorious flows, Donnie seems to see the rules of the world changing...

However, the world that exudes an unfathomable aura one second becomes a child's graffiti the next, and Donnie seems to have gained something, and it seems that he has realized something, and it seems that he has found nothing.

But Donnie knew what this place was, and this was the deep spiritual realm, and at least three levels higher.

Downey can feel the changes that are unique to the spirit world, and at the same time he can't observe anything, which is characteristic of the deep spirit world.

Only the transcendent who is extremely powerful in the spirit body and spiritual power can discover the veins of the deep spiritual world and sort out the appearance of the spiritual world in the eyes of people and be understood.

According to Donnie's power, the first to third levels of the spirit realm should not cause him immediate trouble, so this is undoubtedly a deeper spirit realm.

After discovering this fact, Downey not only did not fear, but a deep joy rose in his heart, because it showed that he was right, and he was now far away from the grotesque dream of the fallen god.

While rejoicing, Donnie remained on the highest alert, as there was also a great threat that could take his life.

The world of light curtains of seven different colors became clearer, the fog became more transparent, and Donnie's breathing became heavier...

The consumption of this lantern was too great for Donnie, and his whole body was trembling at the moment.

Donnie even suspected that an ordinary extraordinary person could take his own life at this time.

The moment Donnie walked out of the dream of the fallen god, his body was already wet with sweat, and his hair was sticky to his forehead.

At the same time, the light of the lantern flickered and disappeared again.

At this moment, in the midst of the flood of colors in front of Downey, Ogden's demolished subway station reappeared, and buildings and streets formed from the spirit world and extended to the place where Downey was.

Not only that, but Downey could clearly see the agents who had gone into the depths of the Fallen God's Dream, including those who were deformed, appeared near the subway station.

They were waving to Donnie with a smile on their faces, motioning for Downey to join them.

What's more, another Donnie who has revealed his true face is standing with them, and at the same time extending an invitation to Donnie who has left the Dream of the Fallen God!

"No!"

Donnie's will frantically drove his stiff body, and he wanted to turn his head away from the dream of chasing his fallen god, but the flame of the light in his hand flickered, but he fell into darkness again...

No matter how hard Donnie tried, his body didn't listen to him, and gradually a suppressed and crazy smile appeared on his face...