Chapter 60 Dreamland
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The biting cold wind seemed to surround her whole body.

Hela curled up subconsciously.

It was as if I was hallucinating.

Her entire field of vision was filled with flames and blood, her friends and relatives who had died tragically, the hideous cultists, the cold and ruthless cage, and the countless pairs of eyes staring at her with madness in them.

These scenes seemed to appear in her vision again, and kept looping in a high-speed and chaotic order.

In the endless cycle, her consciousness began to blur, as if she had returned to the time when she was weak and powerless.

She subconsciously clenched her teeth and her body trembled unnaturally.

She was ruthlessly dragged onto the altar by the cultists, and then a black and terrifying head appeared above the altar.

She felt endless fear, and then the head opened its mouth, and her body and soul were separated.

As she watched in despair, her soul and body were swallowed by the head one after another.

Countless dark elements washed over her soul.

Her fear was taken away, and what followed was despair, madness, and fear.
All emotions were stripped away from her, and she became an emotionless monster.

She opened her eyes and saw the dark sky and the white ground paved with countless bones.

Her vision began to rise, and she saw countless skeletons of the undead, and she was just an inconspicuous existence among them.

Her vision rose again until she could no longer see herself.

Finally, her eyes flickered slightly.

She heard the cries of the children, saw the tribe falling apart, and saw the cultists grinning fiercely after their conspiracy had succeeded.

She saw darkness covering the entire North and spreading in all directions at an alarming speed, dyeing the entire world black.

Looking at the black world, Hela felt nothing.

She should be scared.

Hela thought so.

Is death the end of the world?
Suddenly, everything in front of Hela fell apart rapidly.

A gentle white light shone in front of Hela.

Although she had lost all her emotions and had no related memories, she couldn't help but stretch out her right hand when she saw the warm light in front of her.

When she stretched out her hand, she realized that her arm seemed a little different.

Looking at her pale, dry arms, she was stunned for a moment.

What is this? My hand?
Just as she was thinking, the light in front of her eyes seemed to be a little impatient and suddenly expanded several times, completely enveloping her.

A cool feeling quickly flooded into her mind.

The world that was falling apart before my eyes also completely disintegrated and disappeared completely.

I.
She seemed to be trapped in a warm embrace, all the darkness disappeared completely, and the biting cold quickly retreated, as if it had been driven away.

Then she came to a white world and saw a young man standing in front of her.

He stretched out his right hand to her and said with a smile.

"Let us burn all the sins to ashes together."

She blinked her eyes, the lost emotions coming back to her quickly.

"Ah."

She nodded vigorously and reached out to take his hand.

Finally, she opened her eyes.

Sitting on a wooden chair, Roland listened to Hela's description and spoke thoughtfully.

"Is this all that happened to you?"

“Yeah.” Hela nodded and asked with some confusion.

"Why am I having this nightmare?"

"Strictly speaking, this shouldn't be considered an ordinary dream."

Roland shook his head and said.

"If it was just an ordinary nightmare, it wouldn't have affected your soul. If I hadn't discovered it in time and used magic to pull you back, you might have really turned into the person in the dream."

Roland was leisurely revising the pages of a book outside when he suddenly noticed a strange wave of magic coming from the cabin. He rushed in and found that Hela's body and soul on the bed were undergoing an uncontrollable transformation.

After checking and finding that Hela's soul was somewhat disordered and her entire body was transforming into the undead, Roland took decisive action, forcibly interrupted the transformation, and soothed her soul.

Hela tilted her head, her eyes still full of confusion.

Although Roland didn't quite understand what happened to Hela, after all, players in their previous lives would never encounter such a situation.

Who the hell sleeps in a game?

However, after recalling all the memories of his previous life, Roland said hesitantly.

"Everything you saw is not quite true. The Undead Sub-Plane has no entity. Moreover, with your aptitude, even if you are sacrificed, you will not be transformed into an ordinary skeleton undead."

"Well, have you read any novels or stories about the dead recently?"

Roland asked suddenly.

Hela was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, took out a book from the bookshelf beside the bed, looked at it, and said hesitantly.

“It seems to be similar to what is recorded in this book?”

Roland took the book from his hand, glanced at it briefly, and said.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be a prophetic dream. It's probably because you haven't rested for too long, your soul is a little weak, and you only have a vague understanding of the undead sub-plane."

Also, there is still the fear of cult members that I had when I was young.

Roland added in his mind.

Although she had become a superhuman and was following Roland in the north to slaughter the cultists and uproot the entire cult organization, the fear she had faced when she was young still lurked in her heart.

This fear would not have been a big problem if she had not been on guard for dozens of days and her soul had not become weak.

"Is it like this?"

Hela nodded, looking thoughtful.

"Speaking of which, let's burn all the sins to ashes together. Where did you see this sentence?"

Roland flipped through the storybook in his hand and said happily.

After hearing what Hela said, the thoughts in her head were instantly thrown out of her mind, and her face turned red, very embarrassed.

"this and that"

Roland chuckled, closed the book in his hand, and put it back to its original place on the bookshelf.

"Are you hungry after sleeping for so long?"

Hela nodded shyly.

"Well, then you should lie down for a while. Drink this bottle of potion first. I will go prepare lunch for you."

Roland stood up, took out a bottle of soul-restoring alchemical potion from his space ring and placed it on the bedside table. He stood up, looked at the weather outside the cabin, and said.

After watching Roland walk out of the cabin, the shyness on Hela's face faded a little. After relaxing on the bed for a while, she reached out and took the alchemy potion from the bedside table and drank it.

After drinking the alchemical potion, Hela also felt a lot more energetic.

Then, she suddenly realized something, lowered her head, saw her dirty clothes, and also smelled a strange odor on her body.

what?
Hela suddenly realized that she had been communicating with Roland in this way, and her mind went blank.

(End of this chapter)