Yi Lin suddenly jumped up from the cold earth.
He didn't know when he had fallen asleep.
Yi Lin shook his head, feeling dizzy, as if he was drunk and had segments of memory blanked out.
Dazed, Yi Lin vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a nightmare.
In the dream, he seemed to be ravaged a hundred times, back and forth, by a giantess thousands of times his size.
"Hiss..."
Yi Lin shivered subconsciously, a chill running down his body, his scalp tingling.
"Could it be..."
Yi Lin gradually recalled the content of the nightmare, his pale face turning green and purple.
He dared not shout out Greene's name recklessly anymore.
It wasn't a matter of life and death, but something more terrifying than death.
Yi Lin quickly cleared his mind of unnecessary thoughts.
He mustn't provoke that entity at the moment.
However, at the end of the dream, what did it mean when she raised a forefinger?
Yi Lin had not yet regained his official identity as an Angel Envoy.
