Ever since Henry completed the Legendary Progression, he has entered a strange dream. This time he didn't see the room full of mirrors, but kept walking along a path half a meter wide, and he never saw the end. It was pitch black on both sides of the road, as if the senses of sight, hearing, smell, touch, and even taste had disappeared, and there was only endless loneliness and loneliness.

At first, he tried to talk to himself, sing, dance, and even bite his fingers to suck his own blood, but to no avail. All the senses of Qiē disappeared, and he could only go straight forward like a walking corpse. The most incredible thing is that he has not gone crazy, and his consciousness is still sober and sane.

Extreme sanity and madness are incredibly intertwined, and this torture makes Henry want to die immediately, but reason prevents him from committing suicide. I don't know how long it has been, maybe just a second, maybe tens of thousands of years. In the end, all emotions turned into numbness, as if they wanted to be swallowed up by the endless darkness on both sides.

He could feel that his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, and the speed of his thinking was getting slower. Just as the personality called Henry was about to disappear, a mirror suddenly appeared on the road ahead. As the distance got closer, the blurred figure in the mirror began to become clearer.

Henry saw it, it was another self. But it's only half a head, exactly like the last time I saw it in a dream. I saw this person suddenly stretch out his hands and hug his face and asked in a low voice, "Loneliness!" Do you feel it? ”

Hearing the other party's question, Henry's eyes revealed a deep gaze. He nodded slightly and replied, "Yes, I do." Endless loneliness. There is no end. There is no feeling. Nothing. Who are you? Part of me? ”

The man in the mirror nodded with a smile on his face. "I am your loneliness, the feelings sealed up in the long journey. Do you now have enough power to become one with me again? ”

"I do! Regardless of the end result, we should all be fully integrated. As he spoke, Henry's hands radiated ten thousand rays of light, instantly illuminating the entire dark world. When the person in the mirror disappeared completely, the mirror erected in the middle of the road shattered. A special memory suddenly appeared in his mind, a memory that belonged to loneliness.

It turns out that before Henry came to this world, he had been drifting in the vast and endless universe in the form of a soul for a long time. In order not to go crazy or lose your independent personality for a long time. He forcibly divided a lot of things and stored them one by one. The mirror represents the missing part, and as for the guy who has the ability to think at the end, it is a collection of twists and madness hidden in the depths of the soul, and it can be said that it blends almost all negative feelings.

"Is it the opposite of human nature? No wonder I don't have a good face every time I see me. I'm sure he hates me so much that he might want to replace him. A smile appeared on Henry's face. Now that he knew the secrets here, the strange nightmares that had been haunting him were not so terrifying. As long as you get all the missing parts back step by step, sooner or later the negative feelings will be completely absorbed.

After completely digesting the "loneliness", a gate appeared in front of the road. Henry walked over and gently pushed it away, only to see a burst of bright white light coming down. The dream was completely shattered, and he only felt like he was falling all the time. Just as it was about to hit the bottom, an unknown force pulled it back to reality.

Erastro, who was sitting on the side reading a book, suddenly noticed that Henry's breathing became more and more rapid as he lay on the bed, and his hands involuntarily clenched into fists. If it was an ordinary person, she would definitely think that it was a nightmare, but in her eyes, she could see the great changes that were taking place in the depths of her soul.

The struggle didn't last long, it was over in a few minutes. Henry sat up from the bed and gasped for air. He glanced first at Erastro, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and then at his own naked body, an embarrassed smile on his face. You don't have to think about it to know that he must have fallen into a coma after the upgrade.

Erasdra put the cleaned robes and equipment on the head of the bed, and asked with a smile, "Can you tell me what happened to me just now?" I can feel that you're different from before. ”

"It's nothing, I've just got a precious memory back." Henry replied vaguely as he got dressed. He found that his burned calves and feet had grown back, but it would take a few days to regain his ability to run.

Seeing that the other party was reluctant to mention it, Erastro stopped asking. Anyone has secrets that they don't want to be known by others, not to mention that it also involves the soul, and it's normal not to want to tell it. She pointed to the dimensional bag on the table, the huge dragon head, and the staff studded with large red gems.

"I've already dealt with the corpse of the ancient red dragon for you, and I think that staff should be a trophy belonging to the dragon slayer warrior along with the dragon's head. Don't worry about your buddies, they're just asleep in the other rooms. Except for the Warlock, who had demonic blood, who was a little seriously injured, the others were fine. ”

Henry was immediately relieved to hear that his team members were all right. He stood up and bowed to Erasdra. "Thanks to your and several other masters, otherwise I would have died at the hands of Balagas Flying Flame. By the way, what about the others? Why didn't I see them? ”

"Humility is a virtue, but excessive modesty is hypocrisy. You played a vital role in this epic battle, and we agreed that you deserve all the glory and loot. Kelburn and Layla are on a quest to loot the treasures of the Dragon's Lair and bring them back as a gift to celebrate your becoming a legend. As for Ilminster, he was a busy man, and he had always been strange and uncertain, and he went south alone as soon as the battle was over. I'd better go and see that staff, it's definitely a treasure. ”

At Erasdra's urging, Henry grabbed the ornate staff on the table and performed a "discernment", and a few seconds later, a string of shocking information appeared in his mind.

Onaga's Scepter of Darkness:

The Scepter of Flame, known as Dark Onaga, was made by a long-dead Tashrutan mage, carefully crafted from the pith of the nanmu tree, and later transformed several times to be embedded with many top-notch rubies. It can be said that it is the embodiment of the essence of fire, a near-perfect magical creation. It was with this powerful staff that Baragas earned the title of "Flying Flame".

Equipment Capabilities:

The Fire Scepter also increases its current wielder's magic resistance to fire, while decreasing its magic resistance to cold damage.

Special Abilities:

Manipulate fire once a day (caster can manipulate nearby open flames)

Fireball once a day

Twice a day, the Fire Wall Technique

Delay bursting fireballs twice a day

Three meteor bursts a day

Seeing this long list of spell abilities, Henry's eyes almost didn't pop out. It's no wonder that Baragas "Flying Flame" can be so arrogant, just three "meteor bursts" a day are enough to make most people throw rat traps, not to mention powerful killing magic like delayed burst fireballs. I have to say that although the attributes of this staff are somewhat single, there is absolutely no doubt about the destructive power.

Then he checked the dimensional bag again, and the large piece of dragon skin that had been processed was neatly placed inside, and the dragon's blood was also sealed in a huge glass jar. You must know that this was collected from the corpse of the primeval red dragon, and its value was several times higher than that of Faircrag.

Seeing the other party's happy face, Erasdra approached and asked with a smile, "How about it, would you like to give a kiss to show your gratitude?" ”

"Of course, who can refuse to kiss a beautiful lady." As he spoke, Henry put down what he was holding and pulled the woman in front of him closer to his arms.

The two quickly hugged each other and began to kiss each other's lips. Soon they were not satisfied with ordinary kissing and began to touch each other's sensitive parts. As his breathing grew heavier, Henry lifted Erastro's long skirt, and just as he was about to take off his clothes, a huge portal suddenly opened in the room, and Kelburn and Leila stepped out of it, followed by two young men with faces full of fear and hatred. They have a chain around their necks that looks like they're made of Mithril.

Henry was taken aback and hurriedly got up and tidied up his clothes. On the contrary, Erastro sat up unhurriedly, first smoothed the folds on her skirt with elegant movements, and then asked with a smile: "You two are really fast enough, and you will only be back in a few hours." How, did you find anything interesting. ”

Leila glanced at Henry, who was blushing, and said to her sister with a smile, "I'm really sorry to disturb your good deeds." There's quite a lot of interesting stuff, see the chains around the necks of the two little guys? It was a secondary artifact left over from the Nethril period, the Mithril Chain of Sorrow. ”

Hearing the name "Mithril Chain of Sorrows", Erasdra's eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up and cast a recognition spell on the chain, and soon received specific information.

This ancient, rare object may have been crafted by Nessera long ago, who used it to capture, subdue, and dominate (as mounts, digging coolies, or pack beasts) giant dragon-like monsters. The two Mithril handcuffs magically expand and shrink, and they can be attached to the bodies of nearby living creatures or stone pillars with a soft command (they do not change size when they come into contact with wood and metal). The second command causes the handcuffs to shrink again until they touch a solid object, such as a person's head, which will shrink against his neck.

In order to open the handcuffs or change their size, one must contact the bound creature and speak the correct command character. A heavy chain of Mithril connects the chain of grief. Both chains and handcuffs have strong acid and lightning resistance (similar to the Armor Elemental - Acid and Protective Elemental - Electricity at Cast Level 20). All those who attempt to use these elements against this item will find that their efforts are fruitless and even cause suffering to the imprisoned creatures. (To be continued......)