From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

magic? The power of ghosts and gods? Why? Why would I use power that doesn't belong to me? The Explosive Flame Wave Sword has gone far beyond my understanding. If the Ice Blade Wave Sword can be understood as magical power, then the Explosive Flame Wave Sword has far exceeded my common sense, because when using Explosive Flame, except for The surging fire element, I also clearly felt a gloomy but terrifying power that can destroy the world.

That is the power of ghosts and gods given to ghost swordsmen because of being cursed by ghosts and gods, right? If I hadn't asked these things from Brother Guissard, maybe I would have found all kinds of excuses to perfuse myself.

But from Guissard's eyes, the strong murderous aura made me retreat as if I was facing an enemy, and forced my question to my throat. Lying on the bed, I stared at the ceiling in a daze.

An ordinary-looking human appeared in Ling Fei's dream. At first Ling Fei thought that he had awakened part of his inheritance memory again, but now it seems that it is obviously specious.

"Would it be nice if someone could tell me?"

The man was full of doubts, lying on a bed in an unfamiliar place, and Ling Fei's eyelids in his dream became heavier and heavier, and he slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems to be an instant, or it may be tens of thousands of years.

"..."

"Master, you are here!"

A graceful body knelt down to me in a dark corner.

"You...you again? Who are you?"

This person is clearly the one who appeared when Ling Fei was in that weird dream last time, and he often heard this crisp voice when dreaming.

"Master, I am your most loyal servant, I have been waiting for your arrival!"

From the dark corner, came a respectful voice.

"Who? Who are you? Why do you call me master? Then who am I?"

It's not the first time Ling Fei has experienced this kind of strange thing, but compared to the hazy feeling last time, this time he is obviously much more awake.

"Me? Master doesn't remember me?"

"..."

The only answer to her was Ling Fei's silence, because he really didn't have such a memory.

"...I, I don't remember who I am..."

The other party was silent for a while, but it was a waste of Ling Fei's expectation to say such words.

"I know who I am, but you don't know who you are, so why do you call me master?"

Ling Fei has an obvious and clear understanding of himself, but he really doesn't know how to face this woman who he has no memory of.

"I... I don't know, but I only know that you are my master!"

The other party seemed to have a deep memory of this title, but unfortunately when Ling Fei asked this question, the other party remained silent.

Ling Fei wanted to get closer to see her appearance clearly, but he found that no matter how he walked, the other party still kept a certain distance from him. At this time, Ling Fei realized that I was in my own dream now, but why did it appear like this? What about alone?

"Master? Do you have any questions?"

Seeing Ling Fei's thoughtful look, she spoke.

Ling Fei can't solve this problem. Rao has experienced so many storms, and he has no way to deal with this situation. doubt? There are many questions, can you answer them?

"Then how did you come out? I mean it appeared in my dream!"

"……have no idea!"

The other party seemed to be clueless, Ling Fei was speechless and almost wanted to give up.

"Hey, why are there so many inexplicable things recently?"

First, he learned all kinds of skills inexplicably, and then he appeared in my dreams repeatedly inexplicably. What happened to this world? Where did I come from? Did it already exist here? Or do I not belong here at all?

At this time, a memory that obviously didn't belong to Ling Fei suddenly passed through his mind. This was obviously the memory of meeting that person at the beginning, but depending on the situation, it was indeed awakening part of the inherited memory this time, but the situation was so weird.

"Master? What's wrong with you? You seem very troubled?"

Seeing Ling Fei's troubled look, she spoke.

Ling Fei was also awakened by the woman's voice, and then changed the subject, saying:

"Oh? Don't call me by master in the future! I'm not used to it. Don't you have no name? How about I name you one?"

No matter how much Ling Fei tried to get close to the person in front of him, he always failed. In desperation, Ling Fei had no choice but to give up this idea.

"Name it? Okay!"

The other party feels excited! It's a pity that Ling Fei can only feel it from her tone, but can't see her expression.

"Uh!? What should I do? You always hide in dark corners. How about I call you dark in the future?"

Ling Fei thought for a while, and gave the woman a name.

"Dark? Dark?" In the dark, she silently read her name twice, then nodded vigorously, looking very satisfied.

At this time, another burst of memories that did not belong to him passed through~www.readwn.com~, making Lingfei a little unclear whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

"En! Then I will call you dark! By the way, dark! Do you know why I use the skill of ghost swordsman? I don't have ghost hands at all?"

For her, "I" no longer expects to get an answer, it's just boring to talk to someone.

"Huh? Because the master has the power of ghosts and gods in his body! It's just that he hasn't awakened yet?"

"Oh! Is that so? Uh? What...?"

Originally it was just a casual answer, but when "I" realized it, I was surprised to find that An was answering "I" seriously! Is it really the same as what she said? No way?

"You? Didn't make a mistake? Take a good look! I don't have ghost hands!"

"I" stretched out my arm, there is no blemish on the white arm, unlike other ghost swordsmen, the hands are covered with the curse marks of ghosts and gods, and even the muscles are blood red.

"This... Dark just knows that the master has the power of ghosts and gods, and can feel it very clearly, but the master can only be aware of it when the master casts it!"

The dark topic changed, whether it was really ignorance or deliberately avoided, and "I" didn't pursue it any further. After all, now there is someone who can answer "I"'s doubts, which made him very happy.

"You mean? I'm also a ghost swordsman?"

"I" looked at my arm in amazement, but it obviously didn't have the characteristics of a ghost swordsman.

"How is it possible? Master doesn't have ghost hands!"

The dark answer made "I" confused, and even began to doubt the authenticity of what she just said. Not Ghost Swordsman! No ghost hands! But has the power of ghosts and gods? These are really inexplicable!