Under the clear sky, it was the brightest sunshine since spring.
At the Braggs River, it should be like this in four or five months. The green meadow extended to the end of the river, the forest was filled with lush trees, and at the bend of the golden river, a waterwheel or a sawmill could be seen.
The water was clear, and the pebbles on both sides of the river were carried downstream by the wind in the mountains to the Viero region. However, to the natives who were born and raised here, this river was like an endless poem that contained the wisdom of time.
Brando thought so as he walked along the river, listening to the sounds in the forest. There was a bear in the forest, but it was not easy to see. In one of his memories, this was his grandfather's favorite place to bring him. But in another memory, this was the beginner's area that he was most familiar with. The forest was filled with small animals of a certain level, and the bear was a local BOSS that dropped a piece of good leather.
The two memories merged and intertwined in his mind.
The third memory was about the Golden Demonic Tree.
Looking at the familiar scenery, he could not help but think back to a few minutes ago.
"Freya, Roman. I'll keep it short, you should have noticed that the Golden Demonic Tree is able to control so many demon servants and children through the mind. The true ability of the Golden Demonic Tree is the power of the mind. "
"The power of the mind?"
"Roman, don't interrupt."
"I'm sorry, Freya."
"Yes, the power of the mind. It can pry into thoughts, control people's hearts, create mysterious illusions, and imprison souls. " Brando replied, "In fact, when we were dealing with the Demonic Trees, the Golden Demonic Tree had already begun to influence our thoughts, because it has been having a long dream, and this dream will soon merge with you and me."
"Dream?"
"Yes, soon we will enter our own dreams. You will see some unbelievable things there, but before that, I have something to tell you … … "
Brando pointed to the center of the valley, and there, the Golden Demonic Tree was becoming more and more beautiful in their eyes. Its branches seemed to stretch out in all directions, exuding a vigorous vitality. This was the manifestation of the Golden Tree's dream extending to the real world.
In the game, the Tree Herders gave the Golden Tree the God's Blood to awaken it, but it also caused the Elven Holy Trees to fall into an eternal dream. These dreams were all fragments and bits of information about a dark world. Mortals would fall into madness even if they only took a peek.
Even a fragment of these dreams could be fatal to players. Once players got involved, they could lose their lives at any time. However, in order to fight against the Golden Demonic Tree, he had no choice but to enter its dreamscape.
This would be the first stage of the battle against the Golden Demonic Tree, the illusion realm. Originally, this stage of the battle was unanimously agreed by the players to be the most difficult in the game, but the guild called 'Muda' used a clever method to solve the problem.
This method was still a secret in the early days, but Brando happened to come from an era when it was widely spread among the players.
Coincidentally, the resources he had with him were just enough to complete this plan.
But this was still not enough.
Because once the first stage was over, the second stage of the battle in the real world would depend on true strength to determine victory and defeat. Originally, this stage was relatively simple in the game, but on the contrary, it was difficult for Brando and the others to complete.
There was no other reason. Most of the players in the game who entered this dungeon had an average level of 25 and above, but Brando, who was the highest level among the three, was only level 10. Even with the help of top-grade equipment, it would be difficult to end the battle before the Rotten Beasts arrived in 15 minutes.
This was the reason why Brendel's abacus immediately shifted to the Golden Demonic Tree when he held the Card of Fate: Holy Sword. Because as long as he used the Card of Fate well, it seemed that all the conditions to kill the Golden Demonic Tree would be met.
"Main point?" Freya's voice pulled him back to reality.
Brando was stunned for a moment before he nodded: "Because the Golden Demonic Tree's dreamscape entered our dreamscape, you must remember that you are the master of this dream. Therefore, no matter how it constructs this dream, no matter how fierce the beasts it creates, it will not exceed your limits. "
He remembered that in the game, in this scenario, the Golden Demonic Tree would release some of the strongest monsters that the players had encountered in the dream, and then recreate that scene. But it was not that simple. Here, the players would receive distress points, and when they made mistakes or suffered more injuries, the distress points would increase, and the monsters would also become stronger.
Therefore, this battle would often be due to the monsters becoming stronger and the players becoming weaker and weaker. In the end, it would enter a vicious cycle, and the players would not be able to resist and it would be declared over.
Brando did not know how the distress points would behave in the real world, but there was only one core. That was to be full of confidence in oneself, and to ensure that one would enter the battle in the best possible condition. Only then would one be able to obtain victory.
He pointed at his own forehead and looked seriously at Roman and Freya: "Focus your attention, and ensure that your fighting spirit is high. A person's willpower attribute — "
"Willpower attribute?"
"Don't interrupt, Roman!" Brando replied unhappily: "I'm talking about willpower. A person's willpower is not fixed. It will fluctuate according to your condition, and when you focus your attention and ensure that your fighting spirit is high, your willpower will always be at its peak. The stronger your willpower, the harder it will be for the Golden Demonic Tree to manipulate your negative emotions. You must not be controlled by your negative emotions, or else the consequences will be very serious. "
"How serious?" The future merchant girl looked at him with her bright eyes.
Brando did not answer, he was afraid that his words would make them too nervous. Nervousness was also a type of negative emotion. Because failure meant that the soul would be trapped in the Golden Demonic Tree's trunk forever, until the Golden Demonic Tree was burned to ashes, only then would the soul be released. But release also meant death.
The surroundings gradually became hazy.
But Brando did not explain the rules, because there was a rule in this battle. When the first person woke up, he could enter the next person's dream and pass on a message to his companions, allowing them to defeat the Nightmare more easily.
But everyone in the team only had one chance, so the guilds would usually set up a chain of awakening. The strongest person in the team would be the first to enter the dream, then the second strongest, and the third strongest. This way, when the strongest person in the guild woke up first, they would be able to help the people below. This sequence would prevent the team from losing too many people in the first stage.
Now, Brando planned to change this sequence.
"I'll be the first to enter the dream." He said: "Then Freya, and finally Roman."
"How do we enter the dream?" Freya asked.
"You just have to close your eyes. I'll be the first to close my eyes, then you, then Roman —" Brando almost bit his tongue. He immediately reached out his hand to press on Roman's eyelids, because he saw that the merchant lady was about to close her eyes to give it a try.
"Ah!" Roman couldn't help but cry out when Brando's hand pressed on his forehead.
"Curiosity killed the cat, Miss!"
"So-sorry."
"The world of magic and the mind is very dangerous, you have to be careful." Brando sighed. His plan was like this. He was the most confident, so he should be the first to enter the dream. Freya was behind him because he believed that the future Goddess of War would be the most difficult to defeat. Because there were too many obstacles in her heart, the more dangerous it would be.
But with an experienced person like him by her side, it shouldn't be too dangerous. On the other hand, the naive Roman should be able to escape the Golden Demonic Tree's control easily. With Freya's help, success was inevitable.
The time limit for the first stage was five minutes, and in the dream, it was extended to half an hour. If they couldn't escape in this time, they would still be trapped by the Golden Demonic Tree.
It seemed like a plan with a high chance of success, at least Brando didn't find any problems with it. If they succeeded, then other than the handsome rewards, they would have ample time to move around Fortress Riedon. No one knew better than Brendel about Fortress Riedon's current situation and what it would become in the future. If they wanted to find Romaine's aunt and escape successfully, every second they had was a little bit more hope.
He patted the Thorn of Light on his waist and took a deep breath. The Golden Demonic Tree's dream was very realistic, and when he took a deep breath, his lungs were filled with the smell of wet soil. It was the smell of March or April, the green grass and the growing forest.
But why did the Golden Demonic Tree's boss throw him here? Did it think that the strongest monster he met was the old brown bear in the forest?
That was good, it was only a level 16 rare elite, he could easily deal with it.
But in Brando's memory, the Golden Demonic Tree wasn't that kind. On the contrary, these creatures that were distorted by the 'Blood of God' were the purest of evil creatures, and their evil was unreasonable.
But calculating the time, it should be about time to trigger the storyline, right? Even though he had been in this world for a few days, Brando still used the word 'trigger' subconsciously. It was just a habit.
At this moment, he heard the sound of metal clashing. Brando's ears twitched. For someone like him who was familiar with swordsmanship (Level 3 Military Swordsmanship), he could tell that it was a duel between two people.
But it wasn't intense, and it seemed like they were just practicing.
Brando didn't choose to avoid it, because he knew that there was no point in avoiding it in the dream. And avoiding danger meant cowardice, which was a negative emotion, and the Golden Demonic Tree might take advantage of it. He followed the source of the sound and found that it came from behind the waterwheel of the sawmill not far away. And when he got closer, his line of sight went around the towering waterwheel, and he saw two people he didn't expect to see.
It was an old man with a head full of silver hair and white sideburns. He wore a dark blue uniform and held a sword in his hand. Just by standing there, he naturally gave off a towering aura, like a mountain. But what made Brando's heart skip a beat was the old man's expression. There was a sense of dignity in his solemn expression, and if someone with a guilty conscience saw him, they would immediately avoid his gaze.
The other person was a little boy holding a wooden sword. Perhaps he didn't look any different from an ordinary child, but in Brando's eyes, he had a different meaning.
He immediately recognized that this was Brando, or more accurately, the young Brando. He was shocked and raised his head, immediately realizing who the old man was. That must be Brando's grandfather, a veteran of the November War, and a recipient of the Candlelight Medal. Damn, that's incredible. Although Erouine is old, the medal of the Holy Cathedral of Fire isn't that easy to obtain.
But this time, the dream set by the Golden Demonic Tree seemed to be different from the one in the game. Brando's heart tightened. But with this hesitation, he immediately felt that the aura of Brando's grandfather in front of him was becoming more and more stable, and it was beginning to affect his state of mind.
"Negative emotions!" Brando immediately realized that he was unknowingly being affected. This was different from the game. After all, the system in the game couldn't control people's thoughts, but it was completely different here.
This way, the battle would be much more difficult than in the game!
Brando couldn't help but take a deep breath and press on his wallet. Fortunately, he still had his biggest trump card. Although it was unexpected, the situation was still under control.
Thinking of this, he calmed down.
The old man's gaze also stopped on him, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Young man, do you have the qualifications to inherit everything from my grandson?"
This sentence made Brando's body tremble slightly.
… …
(PS. This chapter and the next few chapters will reach the climax. I poured a lot of emotions into these chapters, and I cried as I wrote them. = = I hope everyone will like them.
With tears in my eyes, please recommend them.)
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