In Brando's vision, there were many fragments that emitted colorful lights in the darkness. They were like glass shards scattered in the dark, reflecting light. They were also like mirrors, reflecting different scenes. Some of these scenes were what he had experienced before, and some were unfamiliar to him. These scenes kept appearing and disappearing with the flashing fragments.
Until a stable door of light appeared in front of him.
It was a rather large fragment, but it had the shape of a glowing door. Brendel stared at the door, and the glowing door seemed to lead to another world.
It was a courtyard that was intoxicated by a slight breeze. Carved beams and pillars, flowers surrounded it, and light songs were sung. The ivory-white pillars were hidden in the shade of the trees. The scene was emitting a faint light, like a picture scroll of time passing, as if Chang Chunyong was still in a dream.
Brando saw rows of armored guards with shining silver scales, holding long halberds, and silver pointed helmets. They swayed with each other, and pointed ears were exposed behind the bright silver helmet. Their silver hair flowed down the back of the armor like tassels.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear, "Why do you always like to peek into the inner world of others? Is the king in the prophecy someone like you?"
It was a woman's voice. It was a little hoarse, low and steady, reminiscent of the moonlight wine of the elves. It was mellow and intoxicating.
Brando was slightly stunned. He wanted to look around before he realized that he could not move. However, the long period of darkness had sharpened his other senses, and his memory and imagination had become richer. The voice echoed in his mind for a moment, and he recognized its impossible owner — a person who should have died long ago.
"Bai?" He could not speak, but this question automatically popped up in his mind.
"This is your memory?"
"Aren't you dead? Or am I hallucinating?"
"It's your illusion. This is hell. You're dead, so we can meet again." Bai's voice was still in the mood to joke.
"It seems that you're not dead."
"I'm not dead. You're lucky that you can wake up so quickly. I shouldn't have reminded you because it has nothing to do with me anyway."
"… What do you mean?"
"Because if you had told me earlier that you were the one chosen by Martha, you wouldn't have caused me so much trouble back then. You're a complete idiot. Also, I didn't think that the winner would be as useless as you. You almost died in the trial and almost caused me to die with you — "
"You saved me?"
Brando did not pursue the question of why the other party was still alive. He could roughly guess the answer now.
The woman's Soul Elemental Power was quite high, so she was able to separate her soul from her body and store it in his body. This method of existence was very similar to how Saint-ausol the Wind Empress left her soul in the Holy Ring. The only difference was that Saint-ausol did not ask for his permission.
"It wasn't me. I couldn't save you, but I did wake you up."
"Did you wake me up?"
Brando gradually regained his memories. He remembered the broken glaciers and the rocks wrapped in the ice that were falling on him like Mount Tai. He remembered what happened before he lost consciousness.
"Do you remember now?" Seeing that Brando was silent, Bai asked.
"I remember now."
"But why am I here?"
"That's why you're lucky that you're not dead. And this is a very strange place. I have a suggestion. We can work together —"
Brando was silent. He did not believe this woman. Although the Black Knight of Madara did not have any bad records in history, she was still an enemy.
But Bai seemed to have guessed his thoughts and said, "You don't believe me? That's okay. I have a way to make you believe me. "
"What way?"
"Don't worry. I'll tell you the content of our cooperation first. I can tell you that there's something here. I must get it. You help me. Also, I want to borrow your Angel's Heart Vase. In return, I'll tell you something. "
"Why do you need my help?" Brando asked.
Bai did not answer.
"So you can't move freely, right? Where is your soul hidden? "He already got the answer.
"That's why I hate your cleverness at this time. It's the same at that time."
Brando smiled.
"I'm lodging in your Spiritual World. I've been very careful, so you didn't discover me." Knowing that she could no longer hide, Bai's voice was filled with hatred.
"You actually dare to tell me? Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Although Brando already had some guesses, he could not help but be surprised when he heard Bai's words.
In everyone's mental world, everyone was their own master. The Dream World was only a part of everyone's will, but within it, he could still take whatever he wanted, kill or steal. Not to mention, the mental world of a Planeswalker was an independent world that was completely under the control of the Planeswalker. If he had known that this black knight was hiding in it, he could have turned her into ashes with just a thought.
Bai did not explain. In fact, she knew that she had to face such danger if she stood out, but she had no choice. "I'm Metisha's sister." She said in a low voice.
"You said that before," Brando also replied in a low voice, "but you're an Undead, Tree Herders, and one of the Twelve Patriarchs."
"Andesha is one too. Didn't you not kill her?"
"That's because of Mistress White Fog's orders. I don't trust you at all. You should understand this." Brando replied. He was not threatening her. In fact, due to the bad impression he had in the game, he did not want to make any deals with these Evil Cultists.
Although this Black Knight did not have many records of going back on her words, she was cold and heartless. She was also not a trustworthy person.
Bai hesitated. She began to worry if she had made the right choice. She knew that her fate was in the hands of Brendel, and he could destroy her with just a thought.
She was really afraid that Brando was someone who hated the Evil Cultists.
"… I joined the Tree Herders for a reason."
Brando was slightly startled: "What is it?"
"I can't say more. This is all I can tell you. I'm not the same as the people you think I am. I don't care about the lives of others, but I believe that you're not that righteous, "Bai said word by word:" This is all I want to say. Other than that, there's nothing else. If you want to kill me, please — "
"Is this how you want me to obtain your trust?" Brendel did not answer her question, but instead asked a question in return.
"Not entirely, but it's not impossible. My life is in your hands, so what do you have to worry about?" Her calmness made Brendel look at her in a new light. Her calmness made Brendel see her in a new light.
No wonder she could become one of the famous Four Knights of the Apocalypse.
"Then what did you want to use to gain my trust?" He asked again.
"Don't you want to know where this place is? I can tell you that I can help you leave this place. You don't understand what this place means to you. You'll gain unimaginable benefits, and I just want to get back what I want. It won't help you at all. "
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe what you want is a Divine Artifact? Intelligence merchants can't earn that much. After all, the ones who bleed are the adventurers and mercenaries, right? Besides, I can't guarantee that what you say is true. "
"I don't care to deliberately deceive anyone. You don't have the right to do so, and there's nothing for you to hesitate about. You have the right to go back on your word at any time." Bai replied calmly.
"What?" This time Brando was really surprised: "I don't quite understand what you mean, Miss Tiamas."
"I've already said it very clearly. The initiative is in your hands. You can choose to believe me or not. You can go back on your word at any time because I need you to help me get that thing. My cooperation with you is based on your reputation. I'm just betting that you won't deceive a weak woman like me and that you will fulfill this agreement — "
She paused for a moment: "So, can I let you get your trust now, Mr. Brando?"
Brando kept his mouth shut. He had never experienced such generous conditions before. If he really did as she said, even if he got that thing, whether he would give it to her or even kill her after she fulfilled the agreement was actually up to him.
Of course, Brando knew that he was not that unscrupulous, but Bai did not know that. Besides, if she really asked for a very important Divine Artifact or a Divine Artifact, he would never give it away just because of this agreement.
Just like what he said before, intelligence dealers would always make a small profit because they would never be the ones risking their lives.
He might give Bai some compensation, but it was her own business whether she wanted it or not.
But even so, she still insisted on using this method. Not only did this require generosity, but it also showed that this woman was extremely conceited.
She obviously did not doubt her own judgment and choice.
But what made Brando could not help but shake his head and smile bitterly was that she was quite accurate.
"I can only get half of your trust." However, his tone did not reveal any of his thoughts. He only replied: "If you're not lying, we can take one step at a time."
"You're really being overly cautious." Bai said disdainfully.
This was indeed being overly cautious. Brando could not think of any reason why she would deceive him, but it was better to be safe than sorry. It was always better to be cautious at this time.
He did not comment on Bai's disdain.
"Anyway, the initiative is up to me. For you, the situation can't be worse, right?" He replied.
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