In the end, he couldn't resist the fatigue and sleepiness. After drinking the glass of red wine, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the hazy dream, Kewell was so frightened that he was running almost to the point of collapse, with a huge monster chasing him behind him.

There was a cliff ahead, and he fell straight down before he could stop.

If it was a normal dream, Kewell would definitely wake up due to free fall at this moment or switch scenes directly, but he didn't do it now. He fell to the ground with a bang and watched his body being torn apart in indescribable pain.

All.

He screamed sharply.

At this moment, a bear-like shadow walked out of the darkness and licked the brains that Kewell had thrown out. This made Kewell stunned for a moment, feeling even more painful and frightened.

Suddenly, he saw a red moon rising in the sky, and a slightly slender figure descending from the sky with a huge iron-black straight sword.

The figure's hood was turned up, and the long black hair was reflected in the crimson moon like a dream, as if it had been pierced directly into the moon.

Note 1: A Jungian psychological term that represents the female image in a man’s subconscious. Every man’s anima is different, and it is the one they subconsciously like and yearn for the most.

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