Naxi was lying on the bed, tossing and turning with his brows furrowed. His painful and tolerant look could make most people of the opposite sex who didn't know him feel pity.

The nightmare chased him in chaos and disorder. After diving into the deepest ocean of unconsciousness, all the fears turned into entities in the most vivid way, constantly appearing and disappearing in his dreams.

The man suddenly opened his eyes wide!

He saw it!

Someone is folding the real dimension. The world is a paper ring, and they are always on the outside. But if this is the case, why...

His slender fingers grasped the quilt tightly.

No, this absolutely cannot be the truth!

This was Naxi's last thought before he fell into coma.

black.

Endless black.

Even though he was in an unconscious state, this time the nightmare did not penetrate his brain, there was only eternal blackness and a terrifying calm.

Nothing, nothing.

He couldn't breathe.

He has dived too far, is it possible for him to surface?

He didn't want to think about it anymore.

boom!

The white light roared up like a train, pushing him out into the darkness without any sound or touch.

Naxi opened her eyes.

Own……

What were you thinking about just now?

Although he was full of doubts at the moment, his cautious habits during his lifetime still made his body move before thinking, and he diligently observed the surrounding environment.

It didn't seem to be as dazzling as he imagined. As his consciousness gradually cleared and his mind was no longer hazy, he slowly saw everything around him clearly.

The place he was in made him instinctively frightened and disgusted.

White stone bricks were built into a white wall with a certain curvature. There was a square window two meters high, with a side length of only about ten centimeters. Through the window, Naxi could see the night sky and purple stars outside.

There were two oil lamps hanging on the wall, and it was the orange light that provided Naxi with the conditions to observe the environment.

In addition to these, this fan-shaped room also has a simple wooden bed, and the only way to the outside world is a rusty iron door.

After seeing the situation clearly, Naxi's first reaction was to rush to the iron door and try to open it.

As expected, the door was completely locked.

Naxi stretched out his hand and tapped on the door lock. The magic light flashed by, but the door lock did not change at all.

Doesn't magic work either?

Although he lost his body, Naxi's magical attainments declined a lot, leaving him no room to fight back against the fairy in the lake. However, his understanding of magic did not lag behind. On the contrary, he improved after his death. But the door lock

Such a situation without any change is extremely special in his eyes.

It's not like magic, and the known anti-magic metals can't be silent when resisting spells. Could it be a new type...

Naxi suddenly paused.

He always felt that he had forgotten something.

It seems to be a question.

A question that still existed in his mind just now. It must have been no more than ten minutes since the birth of that question. It should be the first thing he thinks about after waking up. It seems to be related to something earlier, but how does he feel now?

I can't even remember that question.

All he knew was that it was a question that once existed in his mind.

Forget it if you can't remember it, and focus on the situation in front of you first.

This place is very familiar to him, and he is very resistant and afraid. It seems that just staying in this place makes him restless.

This is why he rushed to the iron gate immediately, because he didn't want to stay in this place for even a second.

But why is he here?

Naxi tried hard to think about the cause and effect of the incident, as well as all the things he knew, but the feedback he received sent chills down his back.

Because he couldn't remember any reason why he was here, or even what he was doing some time ago, and it was at this time that he discovered a terrifying reality.

Although he remembered what he had done:

Killed his teacher; tried to join the Inlans Wizards Association, but was rejected; protected the entire village from the gangsters, and gained the collective gratitude of the villagers and the unrequited love of a girl.

The person he killed for the first time was a 16-year-old thief; he left his hometown and fled to England; he secretly kidnapped the surrounding civilians in order to explore the secrets of the human body, and challenged the young evil dragon who massacred the townspeople, but almost died there; he completed his independence.

My own evil witchcraft, I opened my heart to the teacher for the first time.

These are all in his mind.

But he couldn't connect the memory timelines together. He didn't know which memory happened first and which happened later. He could only guess based on the specific content of the memory.

His memory lost its continuity and became fragments one after another. If he did not recall it, he could not automatically recall it in his thinking like a normal person.

Naxi reached out and touched the white wall.

He has found out what this building is from his memory.

This is a tower.
Chapter completed!