In front of me, there is a dark corridor, there is no end in sight, and the witchcraft lamp hanging on the wall looks like it has been for countless years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Neither the floor nor the walls under Info's feet seem to be common building materials, nor has Phil seen them.

The hall that was supposed to appear has completely changed its appearance. Phil suddenly thought of something, and when he turned around, he didn't see the study, but the same hallway. And when I looked back, the door was gone.

Phil wasn't sure if this was an illusion, because the ancient wizards were the era of a hundred flowers in the history of wizards, and he didn't know if there were any witchcraft or other means that could teleport people away as soon as they opened the door, but this possibility was too small, and Phil subjectively treated it as an illusion first.

The last thing you should do when you are in an illusion is to stand still, because then the illusion will still strengthen the suggestion in your mind until you cannot get rid of it. Of course, it is completely undesirable to follow the routine of the illusion, which is to help the illusion to be constructed, and finally form a perfect cage.

The first thing to do is to strongly imply in your mind that "this is an illusion", and to continue it, and once you relax your illusion, you will take advantage of it.

Phil recalled the content of the free class, and after blessing a hint in his heart, he looked around...... It was too real, how could he believe it was an illusion? the mottled walls, the flat floor, the dirt on the witchcraft lamps, the shifts of light and shadow, and the blood on the ground.

Phil stepped forward strangely and wiped his fingers.

This blood ...... Wrong!

Phil stood up and looked ahead, with a clear trail of blood dragging through.

He ran forward, and sure enough, he saw that around the corner, it was the focus of the blood's trail.

There, there's a strange guy eating something!

"Stop!"

Hearing Phil's voice, the man paused, but continued to bury his head in a few bites before standing up and turning back.

"Oh, it's you. ”

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Phil with a smile.

"You...... You!" Phil looked at his face in shock.

"Sure enough, are you amnesia again?" the other party seemed a little helpless, "It's really troublesome, do you have to explain it every time you meet you?"

"What do you mean?" exclaimed Phil, "who the hell are you?"

"Can't you see it, of course I'm you, Phil!" said Phil, who still had a trace of blood left in the corner of his mouth, with a sly smile on his face.

"How is this possible?"

"What's weird, don't forget that this is a fantasy. The other party said.

"Even if it's an illusion, then this illusion is too strange, how can there be something generated by the illusion that shows that your world is an illusion?"

"Sure enough, when you hear this, you don't make any progress? Of course, this is not a simple illusion," said the other party, "and it is called a real illusion, which can help people find their truest self." ”

"How can a fantasy be real?"

"Do you think you're real?"

"Of course I ......" said this, Phil stopped, because he can think that he is real, then the other party can naturally think that he is real, and in this way, everyone can only think that he is real.

"Don't think about it," the other party seemed to know what Phil was thinking, "I'm fake, you're fake, we're all fake, but any of us can be real!"

"What does that mean?"

"Since we came here, each of us has been looking for the truth," the other said, "but everyone's methods and abilities are different, some choose to believe in witchcraft and study witchcraft all the time, some think that the way to find the truth is to get out of here, and some think that we should find the original me, in short, there are countless ways to find the truth." ”

"It makes me feel a little messy......"

"Of course, I'm messing around. "And I don't know what your solution is, anyway, you will lose your memory every once in a while, and then start the process of going from that study to the real illusion again." ”

"That's why you've said that before, you've seen me a million times?" said Phil, "what about you?

"Oh, my ......"

"His way is the only one!" a voice suddenly came from the darkness next to him, "as long as I kill everyone and eat them, then he will be the last and only one, and he will naturally be real." ”

"Oh, it's you again, coward. The other looked into the darkness.

“…… It's me. The voice continued to come from the darkness, "You...... You ate me who studied this real illusion?"

"yes, there's some scrap left, do you want it?" said the other party.

At this time, Phil suddenly heard a small voice behind him: "Run to me, he's going to eat you!"

What the?

Phil looked across the side, the one who had just finished eating one of mine was picking up a finger from the ground that looked like a ring finger and throwing it into his mouth, chewing it, his mouth clicking.

"Quick!" the voice behind him began to hurry.

"Wait, how many of you have eaten me so far?" asked Phil.

"How could I possibly remember?" the other man smiled, "at first, but it was me everywhere! It's just that the taste is not very good, where is it like this guy, the taste is fantastic. He said and kicked the debris under his feet.

"This is the time!" shouted the voice behind him.

Phil immediately pounced and rushed into the darkness, which was purely an inexplicable sense of trust, confidence in himself.

Sure enough, as soon as Phil pounced into the darkness, he felt a pair of wide palms grasp him, grabbing deeper into the darkness, and then behind him, a powerful fireball that Phil had never seen before was excited from the man-eating Phil's hand and flew towards him.

"Boom!"

With a loud roar, Phil had to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already in another place.

"Okay, it's safe. "There was a voice in the darkness.

"I don't remember having that ability," Phil said, "I think it's using darkness to travel through space, right?"

"Everyone has different abilities," said the voice in the darkness, "those who study illusions are very familiar with illusions, those who study witchcraft have a high level of sorcery attainment, and the person just now ......"

"What is his ability? That fireball technique, I can't release that powerful fireball technique right now. ”

"He's the most terrible person, and at first he's ordinary, but ...... For every person he eats, he ...... His strength will increase, this is his ability, if he eats all of me, maybe it will be unimaginably strong!"

The voice in the darkness was a little nervous and scared, and Phil felt the other party go a little deeper into the darkness, and it seemed that he was very dependent on the darkness.

"And what about me?" said Phil, "you must know what my abilities are, right?"