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Chapter 7 - Chapter 7: God of Dreams

The eyes suddenly open, on both sides of the mountains are green, trees and vines are tall and short, birds and flowers are constantly in the wisp.

Right in front, is a tall stone square, the square is divided into three doors, by four three people hug tall stone pillars, carved on the pillars of countless figures, the three doors are very spacious, the two narrow doors on either side can easily pass six chariots.

The beam on the door is a whole block of huge carved stone, black ink, weighing up to a hundred tons, the middle of the beam is thicker than the sides, in the stone lintel there is a triangular bridge to reduce the weight of the lintel, in the middle of a triangular SLATE, engraved with a pair of lion bollards relief.

The four stone pillars on the thick and thin, tall and spectacular stone square, the thick and thin stone pillars on the top and the thin stone pillars, coupled with a pair of male lions overlooking sentient beings from below, reflect a solemn and solemn, giving people a great psychological pressure.

Seeing such a spectacular scene, Blazing flame was full of joy, with the whole mountain as the canvas carved huge patterns, and this towering stone square to spend how much manpower and material resources? Who, if not a god, has the power to build such a magnificent structure in such a place?

She suppressed a strong heartbeat and walked forward cautiously, such a wonder was unimaginable to her. If man can create such a miracle for his God in such a difficult environment, then can God create another miracle for people?

After the stone square is a long stone step, both long and wide, paved with white stone, the top of which is as clean as if someone had always cleaned it. When she reached the top of the high stone steps, she was already panting.

Here was a broad platform, almost up to the height of the mountains. In front were two rows of twenty-four columns of the temple, the door of which did not need so many columns, apparently for aesthetic and solemn purposes.

After passing through the columns that had no door, the scenery behind was changed again. After the majestic columns, it was not a tall palace, nor a spacious and flat square, but a forest, in which there were countless trees, some of which had died and some of which were still lush.

Dead also do not know how long has been dead, very light very light wind blowing, the dry branches will 'carba' break off the ground, luxuriant green leaves, and some even full of fruits.

Blazing flame stunned, in any case, she did not think that after this solemn steps, temples, is actually an unmanaged garden.

The variety of trees here is dazzling, whether it should grow on the top of the snow mountain, on the beach, in the grassland, or next to the underground volcanic rock, all grow here.

"Is this the temple of the Darji woman? What exactly is she in charge of? Why are there so many strange plants growing in her temple?" The flame mutters.

She was a descendant of the forest elves, and had grown up with the dwarf Ibek in Ironforge, a dwarf city in the great primeval forest, but she could not recognize so many trees.

She gently walked over and stroked a towering sword-feather spruce, suddenly frowning: "Strange, I can't communicate with the trees here, but it does have a soul, I can feel it is very happy, very happy." Why is this? Why is the temple full of trees? Is the goddess Daji the god of the forest?"

As soon as she had spoken, a voice said in her heart, "Compare me to the orc with the horns and hooves? Did you not come through the Forest of dreams to see me?"

This voice is very good to hear, the magnetic voice is full of dreams, light like rain, gentle like the wind, it is a kind of refreshing nature, people listen to the whole body comfortable, and the voice is full of a inexplicable charm, both men and women will swing the heart.

It was also a haughty voice, one of the heavenly gods, the forest God, whom she had called an orc, but her voice was so beautiful that even the half-elf flame of reverence for the forest God could not bear the slightest anger.

"You are... Goddess Daggy?" The flame asked tentatively.

The nice voice said languidly, "Yes, I'm Dargie. Tell me what you wish to achieve."

Blazing Flame was a little surprised why she had only one person, but the goddess repeatedly said "you", but she did not want to distinguish this problem with the goddess, she answered respectfully: "I didn't come here to ask the goddess to grant me a wish. I just wanted to meet my parents. Twelve years ago, my father came here with my mother, who was dying, to ask you for help.

The voice quieted, and then gave off a sweet laugh that was both sly and enchanting, and both the flame and the Wolf behind it, Jaidie Thacker, could not help but imagine the appearance of a half-naked beauty covering her lips with a smile.

Her eyes were soft as water, and there was a lovely cunning in them. They can not imagine the specific appearance of this beauty, only soft clothes, half naked jade arms, long round thighs, appear in the eyes, because no one can imagine the woman with such a charming laugh should be what a look.

The voice laughed and said, "It seems that there is such a silly spirit, I have been asleep for too long to remember." But it's a wish, isn't it?"

Blazing thought for a moment and admitted, "Yes, to be precise, this is also a wish."

"Wait, what is this? Oh my! It's 'God bless the axe!'"

The flame suddenly cried out, and she suddenly saw a branch of a dead tree, the tree had died, the thick trunk, the bark of the entwined iron, you can imagine how strong vitality it had when it lived.

In front of the dead old tree, like a tombstone, stood a huge axe, the bottom end of which was as thick as a child's arm, deep in the earth, and its sharp double-sided blade glinted blue.

The axe as a whole was made of the hardest and never rusting cold iron, weighing at least two thousand pounds, with two doorpanelike blades, leaving no doubt that if any demon were to lift such a sharp axe, it would be able to split mountains.

There was a faint pattern on the blade of the axe, and the light of the magic wave flashed. The pattern is too familiar, growing up in a dwarven tribe with the world's finest armour-builders, how could Blazing not recognize this legendary soldier?

In the thousands of years of history of the continent, there have been many heroes of all races, Minotaur Rocky is a legendary hero, his God blessed the opening of the sky battle axe has made countless enemies of the hero tremble in sleep, he once used this huge axe to slaughter a giant dragon.

But no one knows his final whereabouts, legendary heroes always leave a legendary ending, few people lie in bed to die as a life note.

The same is true of Minotaur Rocky. No one knows his last whereabouts, but his "God bless the heavens" axe is here now.

This discovery shocked the Flame, she found beside her a lonely thin old tree with only a few leaves hanging, the vine in front of the tree does not know what is entangled, actually stood up, become like a green tree.

Blazing grab the first two steps, pull open the winding green vine, can not help but draw a breath. Wrapped around the vine is a magic staff, the staff of Pegasus. This staff is also a famous artifact whose only function is to return demons.

Most staffs have the effect of storing, restoring magic, and attack bonus, but this staff has only one effect of restoring magic.

But the reason why it is called a treasure is because of its magic return speed, its speed of restoring magic is 25% of an hour, this speed makes the magician who holds this staff in the same level or even slightly higher than his magician war, almost invincible.

Blazing surprised read out the name of the wand, the master of this wand is also a well-known legendary magician.

Goddess Daji's voice with a little impatience: "Well, curious girl, do not care about those broken copper and scrap iron, in the end is a man calm, that person is not so fussy as you." Come to me through the woods."

'What man? I'm the only one here!" The flame cried in surprise.

The goddess Darji's voice was a little strange: "Didn't you come together? Oh, I sense, behind you, another visitor. Well, you don't have to ask him, you came here to see me and no one else, mind your own business, come to me."

Jaydi Thacker excited a Wolf heart pounding, this goddess of Dagi can notice their own existence, and called themselves a man, it seems that their suspicions are correct, that night's adventure really make their own soul strange changes, so he is more and more not to adapt to the life of the Wolf.

Perhaps the goddess Daji can satisfy her own wishes, so that she can avoid the distress caused by this dislocation of the soul.

He ran forward in excitement, no longer concealing his shadow, but in every direction, left and right, there were only strange trees, living and dead, towering and contorting to the ground, and there was a faint mist floating through the forest, just the shadow of the blazing flame, and he did not perceive at all when she had disappeared.

A gust of wind came, blowing the fallen leaves, the wind also carried some dust, his subconscious eyes narrowed, and when he opened it, he was shocked to find that he was standing in front of a tall stone tower.

Jaydee was still coming forward and surprised, but the heavenly female voice in his heart cried out in surprise: "You didn't dream?"