"Could it be..." Sun Fei suddenly thought of a possibility.
Could it be that the space the two girls entered after they fell unconscious was not just a simple dream, but a specific real space? Because their souls were damaged, the two girls temporarily gathered in this space for some reason, and they huddled together for warmth in this mysterious space.
In other words, the things the two tell each other will be firmly remembered by the other, and even after their souls are repaired by the Worldstone and they return to the real world, they will still remember these things.
Thinking of this, Sun Fei's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "By the way, what did you say to Angela in that space?"
"Hmm? Of course I told her everything. Angela told me your story with him, about what happened between you in Chambord City, and I told her my story with you too. Anyway, it's a dream, no one will know. I like that feeling, quietly listening to others talk about you in the World of Light, before we met, and then quietly telling others about how you killed demons and monsters and saved the continent in that world. Every time I hear your name, I forget the loneliness and coldness of the dream, and I feel an unprecedented peace."
Elena openly recounted everything that had happened.
She was that kind of girl, lacking the shyness and timidity of ordinary girls. She possessed great strength, was cold and brave, and was also very generous in matters of the heart. Once she and Sun Fei established a romantic relationship, she would openly hold Sun Fei 'Sun Fei hand and calmly express her feelings for him. In her view, everything was perfectly natural.
" Elena, what if... well, I mean, what if Angela knows everything you said in your dream?" Sun Fei's eyes darted around, and he suddenly realized that this might be a good thing.
"Oh? If Angela knows, that's fine too. I don't want to hide it from her. Sun, Angela said in my dream that she doesn't mind what happened between us. I think Angela is a very, very good person," Elena said calmly.
Sun Fei felt a vague sense of relief.
If things are really as he suspected, then this unexpected event is actually a good thing. The two girls have spent so much time cuddling together in that lonely and cold space, which has allowed them to get to know each other better. Without any reservations, they have explained everything clearly to each other, which has led to mutual understanding. This is much better than Sun Fei awkwardly trying to explain everything to Angela.
The two sat on the Mount Arreat for a while longer. Elena brushed the snow off Sun Fei's shoulder and smiled slightly, "Sun, I know you want to spend more time with me, but we can't waste any more time. I'll go with you to eliminate those Hell demons. Slaughter brings power, and we need to increase our strength as soon as possible to become powerful enough to protect Angela together, so that what happened ten days ago won't happen again."
Sun Fei knew the Valkyrie was thinking of him, and he was touched. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's go together. Same rules as before, you have to stand behind me and not rush to the front. Let my chest protect you."
"Mm." Elena gently took Sun Fei's hand.
My little hands are cold.
The two disappeared into the Teleport created by the [ Scroll of Town Portal ] in the distance.
In the next hour or so, Sun Fei brought Elena to the Nightmare Difficulty world. Considering that the Valkyrie's strength had not improved in the past, Sun Fei did not directly enter the second act map. Instead, he accompanied the Valkyrie to start from the first act map, Nightmare Difficulty [ Rogue Encampment ], to do adaptive training and gradually improve her strength.
The massive experience points contained in the monsters of the Nightmare Difficulty world caused Elena's strength to increase dramatically.
In less than an hour, the two completed the first three quests of Nightmare Difficulty [ Rogue Encampment ]. With Sun Fei's assistance, Elena killed 460 monsters and obtained 460 drops of golden experience liquid, which boosted her strength from level 91 in Normal Difficulty to level 6 in Nightmare Difficulty, a qualitative change.
When the daily game time limit is reached, Sun Fei must leave the Diablo World.
Elena, having been away from the Diablo World for too long in the previous ten days, is bound by the laws of that world and cannot leave for at least ten days. She can only Summon back to the real world by Sun Fei after the time lost due to her Diablo has been made up.
A pitch-black dungeon.
A chilling, eerie wind howled.
The world, covered in black moss and stained with blood, was filled with an alarming stench of decay. Rust and blood mingled on the black iron instruments of torture, and the pitiful screams of prisoners echoed in the air. The crackling of braziers on the stone walls slightly dispelled the chill of the dark dungeon.
"Sir, watch your step, this way please." The emaciated and ugly jailer respectfully led the way.
After navigating through a dozen or so steel bars, Sun Fei arrived at a relatively spacious and dry torture chamber. Inside, flames roared, the air was thick with the smell of coal, and the steel torture instruments sizzled softly as they burned red-hot. Four burly men, half-naked, knelt respectfully on one knee in salute.
Deep within the stone torture chamber, two pairs of handcuffs and shackles hung halfway up the wall, firmly fixing two disheveled figures to it. Their bodies were also bound by thick iron chains engraved with magic array patterns, which occasionally flashed with a pale yellow earth magic glow. They were exceptionally sturdy, and no matter how the two struggled, they could hardly move an inch.
"It's you... Ahhhh, it's you, King of Chambord, let me go..."
Hearing footsteps approaching, one of the figures hanging on the wall struggled to raise his head. Upon seeing Sun Fei, he paused slightly, then began to struggle frantically, howling like a wounded beast. His eyes were filled with resentment and fear, and his limbs trembled violently, causing the iron chains binding him to clang and rattle.
This person was none other than Doni, the second disciple of the Great Snow Mountain, who possessed the strength of the New Moon Class Lower Stage First Level.
The other person, locked up beside Doni, with a much calmer expression, was the former powerful figure and the ruler of the Great Snow Mountain Martial Arts Holy Land, [ Snow Mountain Hermit ].
Clap clap clap!
The gaunt jailer lashed out with his whip several times, tearing Doni's white robes to shreds. He cursed, "You damned bastard! How dare you be so disrespectful to the esteemed Lord Alexander? Bah! You think you're still that high and mighty Moon Class expert? These lashes are to teach you a lesson, to make you understand your situation. Remember this, boy, you are now Lord Alexander's prisoner, not even as lowly as a slave..."
The jailer's whip was a specially made torture whip, with sharp spikes woven into its shaft. When it was swung, it created a powerful gust of wind, and when it struck a person, it immediately tore open their skin and flesh. At this time, Doni's fighting Dou Qi had been sealed by the necromantic power of the undead bone dragon Arthur, making him no different from an ordinary person. After a few lashes, Doni's skin was torn open, and he howled in pain.
"Stop! You... Alexander, you are also a martial artist, why do you insult the Glory of martial artists like this, allowing such lowly jailers to insult Moon Class martial artist?" Seeing this scene, it seemed as if his vital point had been hit, and [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] could no longer remain calm, shouting loudly to stop them.
Sun Fei waved his hand, signaling the jailer to step aside.
"A lowly jailer? I truly don't think my jailer is lowly at all. He's just doing his job, working diligently in this dark and gloomy dungeon for over ten years, conscientious and dutiful, living by his own hands and labor, living with dignity and integrity..." Sun Fei slowly sat down on the soft animal-skin chair that had been prepared in the middle of the torture chamber, and asked with a cold smile, "Where is such a person lowly?"
"You..." [ The Snow Mountain Hermit ] was momentarily speechless.
In the Azeroth Continent, strength reigns supreme. Only the most powerful enjoy boundless Glory. Ordinary people are no different from lowly slaves in the eyes of the strong; they are objects to be killed and seized at will. To have a lowly jailer whip a Moon Class expert is a shameful insult. However, after Sun Fei's rebuttal, [ Snow Mountain Hermit ] knew these 'fallacies' were wrong, yet he didn't know how to refute them.
The gaunt, ugly jailer, however, trembled with excitement after hearing Sun Fei's words. Veins bulged on his bare, thin arms, and his cloudy old eyes welled with tears. He had worked countless hours in the dimly Twin Flag City. The passing years and the cruel reality of life had eroded all his dreams. For over twenty years, he had worked in this dungeon to ensure his and his family's survival, only able to leave once every ten days to see them. The cold, oppressive environment had gradually transformed him from a vibrant young man into the grotesque figure he was today—a monster feared by all the prisoners in the dungeon but despised by everyone outside...
He had heard of the deeds of the Alexander.
I've heard of Lord Alexander's solo journey, how he single-handedly stormed the Barracks of 60,000 Ajax soldiers to rescue Lord Ribery, and how he defeated the Ajax Alexander Human Emperor with a single punch, single-handedly keeping over 60,000 Ajax demons from attacking the city for half a month...
These fantastical events were exactly the scenes that the jailer had dreamed of countless times when he was young.
But now, he is so humble.
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