A gentle night breeze blew against his face.
When Søren opened his eyes, he saw everything that was very familiar to him. A simple house, old bedding, and a faint smell of decay in the air.
The room was very small.
There was almost no furniture. A simple stove was in the corner, and the rice jar was empty. There were only a few pieces of hard black bread on the cupboard. Søren slowly sat up. His expression was a little strange. After looking around carefully, he pushed open the half-closed door.
The sunlight suddenly stung his eyes, and there was a clamor of people outside.
Amber City. The slums.
Everything was just like what he remembered. The low houses were connected together, and there were people walking outside from time to time. He could even hear the sound of laborers moving goods from afar.
"Big brother!?"
A clear child's voice rang in his ears. Søren turned around and saw little Vivian.
Vivian was even younger than what he remembered.
She was only four or five years old. She was wearing old clothes that were adapted from adult clothes. Her delicate little face was stained with dust. Behind her was a strong hound, and there was a rabbit in the hound's mouth.
During those years, Heath was still young. From time to time, he would go out and bring back prey.
"Big brother?"
"Are you not feeling well? Mom will be back soon! Let's go prepare dinner … "
Vivian's eyes seemed to be a little timid. She seemed to feel that Søren was a little strange today. She reached out her little hand and grabbed Søren's palm. She seemed to be worried. "What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? "
Søren was silent.
Then he reached out and hugged the little girl in front of him, gently stroking her long hair.
At this time, there was a commotion outside, followed by a young woman running in with messy footsteps, shouting, "Oh no! Not good! … "
"Søren! Your mother, she … she … "
The woman looked at little Vivian, and she seemed to be unable to speak.
Søren looked at her silently, and then slowly said, "Dead?"
Dead.
His tone was very calm.
The woman in front of him was stunned by Soran's calmness, as if she didn't know what to say.
"Interesting!"
Søren looked up at the sky, then turned around and walked towards the door.
…
Bottomless Abyss, Blood Pool.
In front of him was a dense swarm of worms. Every day, many souls from the various planes of the Multiverse would fall here. Some of them were transported deeper by the Nether River, but many were assimilated by the power of the bottomless Abyss, ultimately becoming Abyssal worms born in the Blood Pool.
Cruelty was everywhere in this plane.
The newborn abyssal worms had to adapt to killing, or they would become food for the growth of other worms.
Sauron was the strongest one.
He was almost reaching the limit of the Abyssal Worm. For example, he was only one step away from transforming into a low-level demon. Not far from him was a huge Mother Worm. It slowly moved around the Abyssal Blood Pool, not caring about the killing of the worms. The newborn abyssal worms didn't have much intelligence. Even though Sauron was already the most powerful one, there were still some ignorant guys who came to provoke him. There was no doubt that they were all easily crushed by Sauron.
"Interesting!"
Sauron's eyes became cold as he slowly moved towards a place.
…
Dreams.
For most intelligent creatures, dreams were a normal part of their lives.
Basically, all intelligent creatures would dream, even the undead were the same. Dreams were a very wonderful world because most creatures didn't know they were dreaming when they were dreaming. In this case, when the dream went deep to a certain extent, or when they were about to wake up due to external interference, they would suddenly realize that they were dreaming!
Søren was also dreaming.
This was simply inconceivable!
Because as a god, it was almost impossible to drag him into a dream, and it was even more difficult to make him not know that he was dreaming when he was dreaming.
If the demon incarnation didn't appear, perhaps Søren would have fallen here.
But because the demon incarnation also fell into the dream, the situation became very interesting.
Søren was now having two dreams at the same time.
One was Søren's dream. The time was many years ago, the location was Amber City, the slums. His mother had just died, and he had no one to rely on with Vivian.
The second dream was Sauron's. The time was half a year ago, when Sauron was just born. He was just an Abyssal Worm, and also when the demon incarnation was at its weakest.
It was a very interesting point.
Both dreams were when Søren was at his weakest. At that time, he was just a low-level thief in Amber City. He was young and had a sister, and he had no one to rely on.
Sauron was just a strong Abyssal Worm, and any demon in the Abyss could crush him.
The dream was man-made.
There was no doubt that the other party used some kind of power to awaken Søren's memory, and then made him enter the dream when he was at his weakest.
As far as Søren knew, there were very few creatures in the entire multiverse that could do this.
He seemed to have come across something interesting!
…
The dream was changing.
There was an invisible murderous intent hidden in it. Søren didn't know when, but he noticed that the guards were looking at him with malicious eyes, and the people around him seemed to be full of hostility. There was a commotion among the worms near the Abyssal Blood Pool. They seemed to have sensed the danger of Sauron, and they stopped fighting and started to swarm toward him. The wandering Mother Worm stopped its huge body and faintly began to look at the tiny newborn.
Murderous intent emerged!
At this moment, Soran suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Break for me!"
"Slaughter [Domain]!"
"Evil [Domain]!"
"Shadow [Domain]!"
A series of domain powers were activated, and in an instant, everything in front of him was fragmented. Looking at the entire multiverse, there was only one ability that could drag the gods into the dream.
"Dream [Domain]!"
Everything had completely disappeared.
When Søren opened his eyes again, he saw a huge worm, the kind of twisted mutated worm that looked like a pupa. Beside him were the Oriental Dancer – Butterfly and the Pugilist – Di, but at this moment, both of them were in the dream, and their faces were still full of nightmarish expressions.
"The offspring of the Dream Chrysalis?"
"I didn't expect the Zerg to even integrate the ability of the Abomination!"
Søren, who woke up from the dream, felt a strong spiritual power and the residual [Dream] domain. Such a domain was rare in the multiverse, but there was a kind of Abomination that had this ability.
Even deities would find it difficult to resist their power!
…
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