Elf Dark Insect Master

The entire castle is divided into three areas: inner, outer and inner, and the prophet is obviously the highest-status group of people, living in the inner castle and owning an independent small tower building.

After Wutong and Feiya arrived, Feiya was stopped outside.

"Sorry, only the chosen ones can meet the prophet." The guard guarding the door was tall and strong, with a cold expression and eyes, a bit cold and inhuman.

Feiya had no choice but to disrespect the prophet with mysterious and extraordinary abilities, so she could only say to Wutong: "Then I will leave. If you are free in the future, you can come to our place to visit Nim more."

"I will, and I won't forget the gift." Wutong blinked his eyes under the mask.

"One portion is not enough." Feiya gave a rare smile.

Watching Feiya's back go away, Wutong turned around and walked into the tower.

The tower is very dark, and as soon as you step in here, you feel like you are cut off from the outside world.

Wutong shuddered and saw an old man with a stooped back, holding an oil lamp in broad daylight, quietly in front of him, staring at him with cloudy eyes.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly remembered the experience of falling into the gray fog.

The stairs of the high tower are spiral staircases, like the famous Tower of Heaven and the Tower of Dragon Spiral, but the dim light seems to penetrate through the tiny gaps outside the tower and is distorted by the darkness.

Layer after layer, Wutong walked, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

How many floors has he walked?

Fantasy!

When Wutong had a flash of inspiration and this idea suddenly emerged in his subconscious, everything in front of him was like the first card of a domino falling. Then everything continued to change in a chain reaction, causing all the pictures and images he saw in front of him to fall. The overall appearance of the space inside the tower has changed.

He was in a dark space, and the light source from nowhere in the space focused on him and a suspended black figure in front of him.

The outline of this black shadow seemed familiar to Wutong.

"Welcome, guest from the future, we meet again."

This time, the voice no longer sounded in his mind, but one word after another made Wutong understand what the black shadow in front of him was referring to.

"You seem a little different."

Wutong did not make any extraordinary moves rashly. The fact that the other party could unknowingly put him into an illusion showed that he had almost crushing strength, not to mention the identity of a prophet, and it was impossible for him to escape in the opponent's territory. , might as well take an honest look at what's going on.

"Very sharp. I'm still me, just the complete me." The black shadow nodded slightly, and the cloak-like shadow on his body moved a little, and he said again: "Then take a guess, you are in an illusion now. , or reality?”

Listening to this question, Wutong felt that the other person was trying to make things difficult for him as an orphan. There were three questions in the question. First, he used the elimination method to rule out illusion and reality, so he decided to bet on the answer with the highest probability, and answered: "It's in illusion, and it's also In reality, my mental power does not feel any obvious abnormal energy fluctuations, but my experience tells me that what I see with my eyes is abnormal, so this is an illusion that overlaps with reality, and is it not a pure mental illusion? "

"Almost." The shadow clapped softly, lifted his cloak, and revealed his true body.

Wutong's eyes widened, his eyebrows raised, and his mouth under the mask opened slightly. He never thought it could be it, but after reviewing the past clues and working backwards, it seemed that it was indeed the most likely one.

Nightmare God!

"This is the first time I've met you in my true form, instead of being weak and mentally weak after thousands of years... I am Darkrai, the King of Nightmares. Welcome to my nightmare realm."

The shadow creature in front of him bent down and performed a standard elegant noble etiquette, and his voice became magnetic and charming.

At this moment, what appeared in front of Wutong was a black elf like a shadow. It had the shape of a white substance that was constantly rolling like a turbid mist. The hair-like part covered most of the face and rolled endlessly on top of its head.

Under Darkrai's white mist crown, only a pair of bright blue eyes are exposed on his face, and a red jagged collar-like object surrounds his neck, like a scarf.

On both sides of its shoulders, there is a long black rag-like thing hanging, like a high-shoulder cloak.

The black claw-like hand stretched out by Darkrai has three claws. It is usually in a floating state without legs, but it can also transform into something like two legs on its thighs. If you look at it in the dark, It's easy to think of him as a weirdo wearing a cape or a large black robe.

For the human boy in front of him who was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment, Darkrai crossed his arms in a very anthropomorphic manner, as if he was observing him with interest, and was not in a hurry to say anything more, waiting patiently for the other person. digesting the overwhelming shock of its true identity.

Wutong was really scared at this time!

A mythical beast!

A living mythical beast stood before him!

This feeling is nothing compared to that of a civilian in an Eastern country who suddenly goes out and meets the leader of the country. It would be abnormal not to be frightened.

The mythical beast represents the small cluster at the top of the pyramid of extraordinary power in this elven world, which is extremely valuable.

In a very short period of time, Wutong felt that his head was about to explode.

Darkrai is a prophet?

Before he traveled back thousands of years, the existence he thought was powerful but had a bad mouth was actually just the nightmare god in front of him who was in an extremely weak state after enduring for thousands of years?

How did it become a prophet on the side of Archduke Oster on Wolf Island?

It is obviously looking for itself and other time-travelers, so why?

Is it being kind to itself now, or is it malicious?

After the other party's shocking identity was revealed, Wutong couldn't help but have his thoughts explode, and he thought of so many things in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until he felt like he was in a daze for a few minutes that he finally regained his composure.

"Powerful King of Nightmares, please forgive me for my poor eyesight. I wonder why you summoned me here?"

Wutong has always been able to bend and stretch. Since the real boss appeared in front of him, now he did not hesitate to put on a respectful expression. He did not lose any dignity in doing so. He was so much stronger than him, at least on the surface. Be at home.

Doing this is also an act of maintaining the "default rules". The reason why he does this without any psychological burden is because Wutong recently discovered that he can use extraordinary abilities to complete the secret cultivation method, and he also has the ability to try to climb to the top. Ambition and confidence, since in the future he may reach the point where he can fight against divine beasts like Darkrai without fear, then he can also be called a strong one. He now shows due respect to the strong ones when he is weak. He is also maintaining this rule. When he reaches Darkrai's level of strength in the future, there will naturally be weak people who must show sufficient respect to him in every move he makes.

Expressing enough respect to the strong now is equivalent to expressing the same respect for the strong to yourself who will reach or even surpass you in the future.