Dorothy's Forbidden Tome

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Dreamland, woodland, and within Greg's dream cocoon, a little white fox is squatting on the ground in the black space, wagging its tail in all kinds of boredom. Around her are several huge floating screens, the largest of which is One is in front of her, and it reflects the scene of a dark car.

What is reflected on the main screen is the scene seen by Greg's body now, and there are many small screens around, and these screens show other scenes that Greg has seen today, including the scene just now. The bedroom when I got up, the streets of Igwent, outside the train station, etc... The little fox was looking around these scenes while wagging his tail and turning his head.

"Hmm... so this black dog is called Greg... lives in Igwinter, um, where is Igwinter? I've heard of it but can't remember the location, it looks like a good environment, go back and check the map... ...It seems that there is a younger sister..."

The little fox looked at Greg's memories of the day in boredom, and at this moment, her ears pricked up suddenly, as if she had sensed something, she waved off all the small screens except the main screen, and then Sit upright, and then a light door opened out of thin air in the dream space, and then Greg, a black dog mimicking, walked in.

"Hey, black dog, you are back, you are very fast, how is it? Have you seen Your Excellency the Dragon?"

Seeing Greg's arrival, the little fox said nonchalantly, while Greg, who was imitated by a black dog, had a frozen expression and was a little dazed. The little fox immediately responded when he saw Greg.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you haven't seen Your Excellency the Dragon?"

"Ah, ah no... I saw it..."

Hearing the little fox's words, Greg said in a responsive manner, and after sorting out the information he had just obtained in his mind, he organized his words a little bit and continued to speak to the little fox.

"Thanks to Miss Fox's Dream Anchor Portal, I successfully went to the Dragon Territory, where I met Your Excellency the Dragon. Your Excellency the Dragon agreed to help me live in my predicament. He gave me an honorable name, and the person he served The honorable name of existence, he said that I can use this to contact the believers who exist, who can help me."

There was still a touch of disbelief in his expression, Greg said to the little fox, his words made the little fox jump a lot, and the fur all over his body stood up.

"What! The existence served by Your Excellency the Dragon...Is there anyone else who can be served by His Excellency the Dragon?!" Hearing Gregor's words, the little fox was startled. The dragon of the dream world that is so powerful in my heart is actually serving other existences.

So... what kind of existence can control the dragon! ?

Such a question arose in the little fox's mind, and as soon as she thought of the other word Greg said just now, she immediately had an answer in her mind.

"By the way, black dog, you just said believers... so doesn't that mean..."

The little fox said in astonishment, while Greg nodded slowly, and then spoke in a serious affirmation.

"Hmm...maybe...this should be a divine existence from the world..."

Greg said seriously, and listening to Greg's words, the little fox stayed where he was, and turned his head around after a while.

"The divine existence in the world, yes, only the divine nature can be qualified to control Your Excellency the Dragon, I never thought... Your Excellency the Dragon is actually an apostle of a divine existence... This is unbelievable, No, I must tell Grandpa later that I actually witnessed an apostle with a divine existence!"

The little fox murmured to herself that she was very surprised by the news Greg brought back, and then she immediately turned her head to look at Greg and asked bluntly.

"Hey! Black dog! What is the honorable name of that divine being served by Your Excellency the Dragon? Hurry up and read it! Let me see if I have heard it."

Listening to the little fox's words, Greg nodded, and then he looked into the darkness of his dream, then lowered himself down, and spoke slowly in a solemn tone.

"Above the endless world...the place where endless destiny returns to oneness...the door and key of infinite truth...the great Akka that records all things...

"I sincerely pray to you here, please build a bridge of information for me and guide assistance from afar."

Greg prayed and said, and the little fox on the side was also listening to his prayer carefully, trying to get some information from it, but she unexpectedly found that she didn't know what the honored name in the prayer was. Where is the sacred.

"Aka...the great Aka who records all things...Which divinity is this? I have never heard of it from my grandfather before...Is this the object that Your Excellency the Dragon serves?"

The little fox murmured in doubt, but at this moment, her ears trembled suddenly, and she looked at Greg again as if she had sensed something.

"Hey! Black dog!"

"Uh, what? Miss Fox."

"Information... What information is being transmitted to your spirit through unknown channels! And it is directly transmitted to your dream!"

The little fox said to Greg like this, it seems that she has a better grasp of Greg's dreams than Greg himself.

As soon as the little fox's voice fell, in the dream space in front of them, a piece of luminous text was condensed out of thin air at this moment, and the information transmitted by the information channel just established was directly manifested in this form It melted in front of Greg and the little fox.

"Hello, I don't know where the same person who prays to that great wisdom, I honor the instructions of Lord Patunaks, contact you through Aka, and help you get out of the current predicament."

Such Preet words appeared in front of Greg and the little fox. After they were stunned, Greg reacted and opened his mouth.

"Hmm... yes! I need help. You are... the dragon... Well, as His Excellency Patunax said, the believer of Aka is the one who can help me out of my troubles."

Greg said that, at this moment, he and the little fox finally knew that the real name of the dragon Lord was Patunax.

The apostle of the divine Akka in the Lishi—Patunax!

At this moment, both Greg and the little fox felt that they had a better understanding of the mysterious Lord Dragon.

"Ah...praising Aka, it seems that you are right, then...Mr. Hunter of the Security Bureau, time is running out now, let's get down to business, your specific situation has been conveyed to me by His Excellency Patunax Now, you are in a state of limited sleepwalking but you can't wake up, right? Then please follow my instructions."

In front of Greg and the little fox, new handwriting appeared, and following the handwriting, there was a pattern, an inverted pentagram, with simple eyes and inverted triangles overlapping inside.

"Mr. Hunter, please ask the fox next to you to sleepwalk and draw this pattern on your real body. It can be anywhere. It doesn't matter if it is slightly scribbled or distorted, but it must be clear."

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"Draw a mark?"

In the dark dream space, Greg, who was imitated by a black dog, looked at the words and the symbol of the inverted pentagram that appeared in front of him, he couldn't help frowning, and then spoke.

'Can this mark relieve me of my deep slumber? '

Greg was thinking in his heart like this, to draw a strange mystical imprint on himself, which he would never agree to in normal times. This point was clearly explained to James when Greg joined the team. Don’t read occult books, and don’t scribble on unfamiliar occult imprints, because the ghost knows what will happen, but in the face of the current situation, you can only draw, there is no other way, after all, the little fox’s sleepwalking cannot last long. keep it up.

'This mysterious Akha believer was introduced by the giant dragon Patunax. A high-ranking existence like Mr. Patunax should not be hostile to me, a mere apprentice-level hunter-hunter, so this mark should be It is also safe.

"But it looks a bit complicated...Miss Fox, you have difficulty even manipulating me to sleepwalk and walk. It's no problem to draw such a mark..."

Greg thought so, and the little white fox beside him spoke bluntly after seeing the words and patterns in front of him.

"Is it enough to just paint this thing on the black dog? That's okay~"

"Uh...Miss Fox, I think this imprint is a bit complicated. You just had difficulty making my body stand upright and walk. Drawing this thing..." Seeing the little fox's excited expression, Grego had a little bit of trouble. said worriedly, and the little fox responded wagging his tail.

"Oh, this is what you don't understand. Manipulating a person to sleepwalk and walk is not easy. You think walking is easy, but in fact it involves the coordinated actions of the whole body. Countless muscles are involved in regulating the balance. In fact is difficult.

"I'm just a black-level submerged dreamer. My main ability is to sneak into other people's dreams to obtain senses and steal memories. Sleepwalking ability is just a plus. If I don't have chalk, it's difficult for me to coordinate my whole body to stand up and walk. But if I just draw If there is something, I still have a solution, just watch."

The little fox said so, and then started her operation. Under the control of the little fox's sleepwalking, Greg, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly raised his hands, and stretched out his right hand mechanically and stiffly to take pictures of the people in front of him. On the table, and after disturbing back and forth for a while, he finally caught the pen on the table, which was used by Greg to take notes before.

The little fox let Greg hold the pen directly with one hand and five fingers, then raised his hand, then stretched out the other hand, opened the palm to the line of sight and fixed it, and then held the pen with the palm of his hand. The right hand mechanically began to draw on the palm of the left hand.

Just grabbing the brush with the whole hand to draw something, only the muscles of the arms need to be moved up and down, not even the fingers. In this way, the little fox successfully started to control Greg's sleepwalking painting with the least amount of manipulation, Greg Looking at this scene can not help but also brighten up.

"It turns out that it can still be like this. You are really there, Miss Fox."

Looking at his field of vision from the screen displayed on the front screen, Greg said clearly that in this way, it is indeed possible to draw without moving other parts.

Finally, the little fox held the pen and successfully drew the imprint that emerged from the dream space on the palm of Gregor's left hand. Although the drawing was crooked, it was clear as a whole, there were no mistakes, and it met the requirements.

After the little fox finished drawing the mark, new words appeared in the space.

"Very good, Miss Fox, Mister Hunter, I have already felt that the imprint has successfully taken effect. Now, Miss Fox, please release the sleepwalking state."

Looking at the newly emerging words in the space, the black dog mimic Greg and the little fox glanced at each other, and then the little fox took two steps back to release the sleepwalking control on Greg in the real world. After it was released, the body sitting on the sofa in the carriage suddenly collapsed and slumped on the sofa. When the eyes were closed, the screen in the dream cockpit suddenly went dark.

"Is that... okay?"

In the dream space, Greg, who was imitated by a black dog, looked at the dark scene in front of him and murmured uncomfortably. At this moment, he was thinking about the function of the mysterious mark painted on his hand.Is it possible to wake him up directly, or...

When the imitation Greg was thinking like this, the entire dream space suddenly shook slightly, and then the vision screen that was originally closed suddenly opened again, and Greg and the little fox once again saw the inside of the carriage. Seeing this scene, Greg couldn't help talking to the little fox.

"Miss Fox, didn't I tell you to stop sleepwalking?"

"I lifted it! But he moved again by himself! It's not under my control." The little fox also said to Greg in surprise, Greg's eyes widened after hearing this.

"what……"

Just when Greg and the little fox were amazed, the vision screen in front of them suddenly changed again, the entire screen suddenly rose a lot, and its perspective began to change to other places in the car Seeing this situation, the little fox couldn't help but said in surprise.

"You stood up! Hey! Black dog! You were controlled by others to stand up!"

Hearing the little fox's words, Greg was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted into the void of the dream.

"Your Excellency, are you manipulating my body?"

"Yes, this is the effect of that imprint. It allows me to control your body in the real world, and the precision of its control is much stronger than sleepwalking. You see... I am controlling your body to stand Take a walk inside the carriage."

Responding to Greg, new words appeared in the dream space within the dream cocoon. Looking at these words, the little fox opened his mouth slightly.

"Is it possible to remotely manipulate the imprints on other people's bodies? And there is such a manipulation intensive reading...it's amazing...it's almost as good as the meat puppets in the 'cup' domain, but meat puppets can't manipulate living people, and it's impossible to manipulate distance so far."

The little fox murmured that since she had a grandpa at home, she still knew a lot about the hidden world. After seeing the scene in front of her, she immediately thought of the meat puppet of 'Cup'.

"It can actually make my body move directly... so powerful, although I didn't wake up directly, but since I can walk, then self-protection should be no problem, Your Excellency! Please move my body to a safe place in the rear compartment now .”

Greg spoke to the darkness in the dream space, and after a while, the text of the response appeared in front of Greg again, and the other party seemed to have different opinions on Greg's suggestion.

"Mr. Hunter, I think going out now is a relatively bad choice."

"What?" Looking at the words in front of him, Greg was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand the meaning of the other party for a while, and soon other words appeared in front of his eyes as if explaining.

"I have already learned about the general situation on your side from Mr. Patunax, Mr. Hunter, if I remember correctly, you should have eaten food with drugs in the dining car that serves the first-class compartment. That's why you got caught?"

The text in front of Greg appeared like this, and Greg nodded after reading it.

"Well, except in the special dining car, I haven't eaten anywhere else, and I haven't been hypnotized face-to-face, so the problem should only lie there."

"Well, I also worked as a first-class train car in Prieter, and I also ate in a similar special dining car. The food in it was prepared in advance, put together and waited for the guests to pick it up according to their preferences. Mr. Hunter, there is no way to poison in this way... If you really fell into a coma because you ate something in the dining car, then it is possible that all the food on the dining car at that time had Question, for the sake of medicine, maybe the entire first-class passengers have fallen into a deep sleep.

"For you... Those secret people have made such a big deal against you, do you think they will put you back in the safe second-class compartment so easily?"

A series of words and sentences appeared before Greg's eyes. Greg, who was imitated by a black dog, couldn't help but concentrate his expression after hearing this, and then said seriously.

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"Your Excellency, what do you mean...if I forcefully go out now, they may find out that the plan to captivate me has failed and come to confront me head-on?"

"Yeah, if my guess is correct, the entire first-class compartment is now asleep, and I will directly conflict with you here, but it will not cause a commotion."

The new text appeared in front of Greg, and after reading it, Greg also thought it was right, and went to the back compartment by himself, what if the other party came directly in the aisle and forced it?The opponent's current rank and strength are unknown, can he really win in a head-on conflict?

Greg was thinking, and new words kept appearing in front of his eyes.

"Mr. Hunter, the opponent doesn't know that you can act while asleep. This is an opportunity for you, an opportunity to attack the opponent, find out their intentions, see their details, and even change their behavior An opportunity to take the initiative, don't you want to make good use of this opportunity?

"Of course, the above are just my personal suggestions. This is your body. I will still listen to your decision on what to do. If Mr. Hunter still decides to go to other compartments to try to protect himself, then I will immediately implement."

Seeing the new words that appeared in front of him, Greg was stunned. He suddenly decided that what this Akha believer he had never met had something to say, and the little fox on the other side followed suit.

"Hey, I said black dog. I think that person is much more thoughtful than you. You are not very smart, so just listen to him."

'What does it mean that the brain is not working well...'

Hearing what the little fox said, Greg was a little angry, but after thinking about it, he felt that the other party's words were indeed more reasonable now.

'Yeah, I really wanted to hide from the other party's conspiracy. That's too unambitious. I'll dodge Mao and do it with them! '

Greg thought this in his heart, and then he said to the text in front of him in the form of a black dog mimic.

"Your Excellency is right. Now is indeed not the time to escape. I also think that maybe we need to face those guys now."

Greg said so, and listening to his words, Dorothy, who was far away in Tivian, couldn't help showing a slight smile.

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In the southwest of the main island of the Priet Kingdom, under the dark night sky, the steel train continued to gallop across the field at high speed.

In the middle of the night, on the aisle inside the first-class carriage, at the end of the carpeted corridor, a conductor in uniform was sitting and guarding here. Yawning, it seems that he may fall asleep at any time.

At this moment, he suddenly felt someone slap on his shoulder. After being startled for a moment, he turned his head to look, and then saw another young conductor standing next to him, holding a suitcase in his hand, Looking at him with a smile.

"You seem sleepy, go to sleep, I'm on duty next..."

"Oh...it's you, it's just in time, I can't hold it anymore, I'll leave it to you."

Stretching and yawning, the conductor got up and left, while the conductor with the suitcase looked around after watching him leave. With a solemn expression, he walked silently to the door of a box and began to tap The door of the box, but there was no response.

"The effect of the medicine has already started... Now in the entire first-class carriage, no one is awake..."

Thinking of this in the young conductor's mind, a slight smile appeared on his mouth, and then he strode up to a box with his suitcase in his hand, and knocked on the door again, but still did not get a response.

"Guest...guest...the box serves guests, please open the door!"

The young conductor continued to knock on the door, knocking harder, and shouted at the same time, but still did not get a response. Seeing this scene, the conductor was relieved, and a slight smile appeared on his mouth. Then he took out a key from his pocket and opened the door of the box in front of him.

After entering the box, the conductor quickly closed the door behind him, and then looked at the scene in the box. What he saw was a man leaning on the sofa. He was wearing a vest shirt and his coat was changed to Sleeping on his body, it was Greg.

Seeing the sleeping Greg, the conductor's smile became more obvious.

"Gregorus Methhouse... It took a lot of effort to erase you quietly. If you were to die, everything would be much simpler..."

Looking at the sleeping Greg, the train conductor thought in their hearts, in order to get rid of Greg without causing any disturbance, in order to let Greg die quietly without any room for resistance, they chose to prescribe drugs, targeting the entire dining car in the first-class compartment All the medicine for dinner, so much trouble was done to put Greg into a slumber, and then quietly removed.

The purpose of taking so many troubles to stun and then kill is to make Greg no room for resistance. His task requires Greg's death not to cause the slightest movement. safest.

Looking at Greg, who was in a deep sleep because of the drugs, the young conductor put down the suitcase in his hand, walked to a position very close to Greg, and took out a dagger from his clothes, but he didn't He was not in a hurry to start, but stared at Greg's sleeping face, watching carefully from all angles. After watching for a long time, he also closed his eyes, and then his face began to squirm, as if there were some insects under the skin Drilling everywhere, the whole face began to become unstable.