"Lord of Darkness? No way! Could it be that he is a demon? The sound of the whip shook Kester's head. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Please, Uncle Whip, you're saying it loud... Compared to that, there is still something to do now, the person who fell into the illusion can't wake up, and the other mercenaries shouldn't be so miserable, right? Kester thought helplessly. While thinking, Kester walked back to the tents, and he began to wake up the sleeping mercenaries with the mentality of trying it out. It's also lucky, the black shadow probably spent a lot of effort to build the illusion, and the sleep magic didn't take care of so much, and it didn't take much effort, and the mercenaries woke up.

Next to the rekindled bonfire, five mercenaries and Kester sat around the five people who had not yet woken up, yes, it was five, on one side, the six or seven meter-high cactus had been cut open from it, the cactus was completely hollow, piled up with white bones, not to mention dozens of them, He Ling'er and Jane were lying on the white bones, and Jane still had a bone claw on her eyes.

"This time it's thanks to Brother Ye!" A mercenary said gratefully, "I didn't expect that a demon with at least seventh-order strength would appear here, if you hadn't turned the tide, we would all have died without turning a blind eye." "You must know that after the Dark Lord and the Knights of God Leader Siddle died together 10,000 years ago, the demon race, an alien invasion race that was once a disaster on the continent, almost all disappeared.

"But what about them, commanders? We've tried so many ways just now but we can't wake them up, is it really trapped in a fantasy and can't get out? The words of the other mercenary made it difficult for all six people present.

"That illusion is really terrifying, I almost can't get out..."Kester looked back and was still a little scared, he sighed, "Let me think about it." ”

"Hey, Brother Whip, you're so powerful, is there a way to save them?" Speaking to the mercenaries, Kester tried to mentally connect with the whip that sounded like omnipotence.

"I don't call it a whip, you can call me Ike, I used to be able to do it, but my soul is on the verge of collapse," a helpless voice appeared in Kester's mind, "Now I can only teach you the illusion-breaking magic and let you enter the illusion realm yourself to save them." ”

"Ike? I seem to have heard of it somewhere," Kester thought for a moment and gave up on speculating on the other party's identity, "but I'm not a magician. ”

"That's no problem, you're not a magician, I'll turn you into a mid-level magician." Ike's voice was full of confidence.

"You give me a tent first, I can wake them up, but I need some time to prepare." At Ike's request, Kester dropped this sentence, ignoring the stunned eyes of the mercenaries around him, and went back to his original tent, "Don't come and disturb me for half an hour!" ”

"So what do we do?" A few mercenaries, you look at me, I look at you, all look helpless.

"Since he can defeat the seventh-order demon clan, it should be no problem to just dispel the illusion, right?"

"Anyway, the strongest of us are only the ones who have just broken through the fifth order, and we really can't interfere in this matter."

"yes, I can only trust him."

"Bless the head of the regiment, they are blessed with their own natural appearance..."

In the tent, Kester, armed with a silver whip, is undergoing a metamorphosis.

"What should I do?" Kester asked silently in his mind.

"Cut your finger and press it on the handle of the whip, and just say the name of the Father in your heart, and leave the rest to me." Ike's calm voice came.

Filled with suspicion, Kester did as Ike had said, and the moment he touched his index finger to the whip, a warm sensation enveloped him.

"Brother Ye has been in for so long, it will be fine, right?" The mercenary who spoke looked a little worried.

"Look, there's a glow in the tent!" The mercenary facing the tent screamed.

"It should be Brother Ye making some preparations, but this movement is really big..."

"Uhh While the mercenaries were talking, a scream made them turn their heads at once.

"Jane, what's wrong with you?" The five of them immediately surrounded them.

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, the brilliance in Jane's eyes gradually dimmed: "Finally... Relieved... Don't put up with it anymore... Lonely..."

"Jane!"

"Get out of the way, I'll fix it!" Kester's voice was very anxious, he strode out of the tent, all the mercenaries turned around, and the two attentive mercenaries found that Kester's injuries had all disappeared, leaving only the holes in his robes, and in the holes, the new skin was intact, as if he had never been injured.

"Brother Ye, please, save Jane, he is our brother who fought side by side, and I owe him a life!" A mercenary knelt down with a thud.

"Well, I'll do my best!" Kester didn't say much, a silver ball of light gathered in his hand, and around the ball of light, a little silver light swirled around it happily like a firefly.

"It's... Holy Orb of Light? A sharp-eyed mercenary lost his voice and said, "Isn't this a magic technique that can only be found in the illustrated book?" It is said that it was lost after the final World War 10,000 years ago! ”

"I can't believe I've been dead for tens of thousands of years," Ike's voice looked a little tired, "No wonder I feel so weak, and it's thanks to my natal weapon that my soul is still alive." ”

"So what do I do now?" Kester is also a god he has just mastered, and Ike has used his mental power to instill a bunch of magic knowledge into his consciousness, many of which he has never heard of with Kester's knowledge, so Kester's head is still groggy now, if it weren't for Jane outside suddenly in danger, he probably would have to spend a long time digesting the knowledge he just learned.

"His will has collapsed, and the Holy Ball of Light can only hang his life physiologically, and then you have to use illusion to complete the loopholes in his mind, but you can rest assured, the illusion of light magic is very powerful." Ike's voice looked tired.

"How do I know what his vulnerability is?" The Holy Ball of Light landed on Jane's Celestial Spirit Cover, but Kester was a little at a loss.

"The mind-reading technique I taught you earlier can feel a little consciousness of the opponent when his psychic defense line collapses, and the rest is up to you..."Ike's voice grew softer and softer.

"That's right... That demon should be the seventh order... I can only barely raise you to the sixth order... To crack the illusion... You're going to have to do it with all your might... I'll take a break..."The staccato sound slowly faded away, leaving Kester alone in a daze.

"I'm already a sixth-order magician? But I don't know how to fix anything! ”

"Brother Ye, it's really thanks to you this time, but why can't Jane wake up?" The mercenary who had knelt down to Kester was half-kneeling on the ground, and he picked up Jane's upper body, but he didn't see the other's eyes open.

"Probably the after-effects of illusion, to save his mind, I need to reconstruct an illusion. Please help me protect the Fa. Kester said as he struggled to feel Jane's consciousness with his mind-reading skills.

"Is it loneliness? Then—" Kester sat down, his mind highly focused, and a vision gradually formed in his mind, "Come in! ”