lol: Bind Syndra at the start

What’s the point of these things without a sense of immersion?

Ryan frowned, took out the treasures from the bottom of the box one by one, and then put them back with a sigh...

Finally, after picking up his latest work, Ryan found the long-lost peace.

After all, I saw it with my own eyes, and it is more exquisite than what I imagined.

It wasn't long before a familiar feeling came over me.

The time interval is still about the same as before.

Catching the Golden Demon is undoubtedly a great good deed.

Although the starting point is to please the new land, it is undeniable that when a person stays in a position for a long time, he will develop some feelings.

Ryan is not a native of this world, but he likes it.

I love this world’s oceans, beaches, reefs, tree houses and... every living person.

For him, saving a disaster and avoiding a tragedy is like drinking a can of happy water on a summer day.

In this world without happy water, this behavior can make him happy...

With this feeling in mind, Ryan found a comfortable position to lie down, letting his soul swirl with this feeling.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what...

This time Ryan felt that the process was a little clearer.

He could even see the trajectory of the soul's circling path, as if he had really flown into the sky, looking down at the continent below.

But in a flash, the continent disappeared.

What appeared before him was a pair of white and tender jade feet...

Chapter 19: Dark Chains

The dark purple magic was like a misty fog, wrapping the fair jade feet in it while highlighting the round outline.

This kind of vague display undoubtedly has a certain unique charm compared to direct exposure.

Although I don’t want to admit it.

But Ryan felt his heartbeat quicken a little.

As he watched, the hazy purple mist began to slowly fade away.

It was as if his gaze turned into a pair of invisible hands, slowly pulling up Sindra's skirt.

However, the extent of this pull stagnates after the ankle.

Ryan calmed his heartbeat. The more it was at a time like this, the more he had to maintain his composure.

I didn't get frustrated because of this sudden stop...

This is Sindra's dream. Although she seems to be immersed in it, who knows how much she can perceive?

Ryan had no idea about this before.

But his experience in Gouya Temple made him realize how much you can know when a "space" is dominated by you.

The actions and behaviors of every "passerby" in the painting are completely controlled by his own mind.

Every subtle movement and body movement of Jhin seemed to be magnified countless times in front of him, making it impossible to conceal anything.

On the other hand, in Syndra's dream, all her actions will be magnified?

wrong.

It's terrifying to think about it...

Ryan suddenly realized a problem.

What I should worry about is not that Syndra will find out about my actions.

But...

If all beings in this dream are controlled by Sindra and are clones of her consciousness...

Ryan remembered what he had done in his dream.

It cannot be said to be misconduct, it can only be said to be lawlessness.

Bully the willow tree today;

Let’s tease the mist tomorrow.

The day before yesterday I patted the monkey on the head;

The day after tomorrow, touch the rabbit's butt...

correct.

There is also a helmet worn by the mushroom outside the door.

As Ryan thought about it, his mood gradually changed from nervousness to calmness.

Regardless of whether these imaginations of mine are true or not.

The only thing that is certain is that Syndra has no negative feelings about this.

Maybe she just likes the tone of role-playing?

To be honest, I was busy running around to play with her, and she should thank me.

Ryan relaxed.

And as this relaxed, he gradually felt a sense of detachment.

Time is up......

When he opened his eyes again, there were still waves crashing against the rocks around him.

The situation last time where dark magic leaked and confined the surrounding space did not occur.

but......

Ryan turned around and found two... or rather two dark purple mists standing behind him.

As the gloomy magical aura dissipated, the two thick fogs gradually condensed and slowly turned into two dark purple chains.

In the original story, Syndra's best 'skill' is to condense the dark orb.

The Dark Orb is a medium and a pure aggregation of power.

They can attack enemies directly, or become 'magic wands' to mobilize dark magic.

Ryan had tried to condense a similar magic ball before.

But when he burned out all the dark magic in his body, all he got was an empty dark purple bubble.

And now he has his own 'staff'.

"Why chains?"

Ryan muttered to himself.

But then he was too lazy to worry about these things.

Chains are chains, there's nothing wrong with them. They can be used for whipping and tying people up.

When I become stronger in the future, I can just wave my hand and countless chains will appear out of thin air. Just thinking about that scene makes my blood boil...

......

......

The dark magic slowly dissipated along with Ryan's imagination.

In the real world, he sits on a rock.

The stone that had been smoothed out long ago would not hurt him.

It was as if they had already accepted his world and would no longer feel repulsed by his soul.

Even if they rejected him, it was because of dark magic...

But people always have to grow.

And growth often means separation.

Ryan looked at his 'collection' and finally took only the latest one.

He added the latest news he had seen in his dream, adding the thin purple smoke in an extremely realistic way, as if wrapping the white and tender jade feet with dark purple stockings.

This is his most important work to date.

As for the other treasures, they can be left here and become a "treasure" waiting for the right person to find it.

I can even raise my arm and tell the whole continent after becoming famous in Valoran: My treasure is on the other side of the sea.

With a vision for the future.

Ryan came to the tree house.

With its drooping branches and yellow leaves, it stands out among the many green trees.

The yellow branches drooped down, making sounds in the wind as if welcoming us.

"I'm leaving."

Ryan said softly.

Gouya Temple was his attempt.

And the success of the attempt means the beginning of another path.

He has lived here for two years, and before leaving he only wants to take two things with him.

"Wow..."

The branches float.

Ryan couldn't understand what the tree house meant.

It was only recently that this tree house truly accepted him.

But he still wanted to give it a try.

One reason is his nostalgia.

The second reason is that he found that even if he did good things, the rejection of the New Earth towards him would be reduced.

But these nature spirits still instinctively hate dark magic, just like animals instinctively avoid their natural enemies.

This is a living thing's instinct, which even the newborn earth cannot force.

His future trajectory would most likely involve traveling around Ionia. If he wanted to have a quiet 'home' every night, he had to convince the tree in front of him.

Ryan asked the master how the painters solved the accommodation problem by searching for happiness everywhere.

The master’s answer was that if you have money, you can plan your itinerary and arrive in the town at night and stay in a hotel.

Painters who don’t have money often choose to develop feelings for the tree house and then let the tree house accompany them on their travels.

Ionia's tree houses can arbitrarily control their own shape and development. They can turn into houses overnight, or degenerate into tree species overnight.

Apart from the fact that it can't carry people, it's exactly the Rune Universe version of an RV.

Between these two choices.

Ryan had no choice.

Being poor, he could only play the emotional card.

"Can you leave here with me?"

Ryan looked at the tree house.

The branches and leaves are swaying, as if they are thinking.

Ryan was motivated by seeing this.

As long as it is not a direct rejection, it proves that there is a chance.

"You don't want to stay on this deserted beach forever, do you?"

The branches swayed a little faster.