Taking a deep breath, Rhaegar's soul and 'flesh' body suddenly disappeared without a trace at the same moment—not disappearing, but decomposing, and the power of the mythical beast Merr once again came into play, and the geist completely assimilated into the air around it.

This skill unique to the Divine Beast is only a means to reduce the energy consumption of those young beasts, but for an experienced existence like the adult Divine Beast and Rhaegard, this is undoubtedly an excellent defensive method, unless it can be destroyed along with the space they are in, no one can help them in such a state.

As Rhaegar had predicted, the magic that created this illusion only worked on sapient beings, and when the geist was no longer separated from the things around him, the magic lost its purpose, and the next moment, Rhaegar was still sane and clearly detected the true situation of his environment.

The vast wasteland, full of 'nare' and 'exposed' loess, craggy strange rocks scattered scattered, from time to time, overgrown with weeds and low shrubs dotted the desolate land, he was in such a place at the moment.

Turning back into his original form, Rhaegar gently closed his eyes, and the 'tide's water-like 'spirit' divine power scattered in all directions, as he expected, even under such investigation, he still felt a boundless grass, it was obvious that this illusion not only acted on people's feelings, but could even affect people's souls and consciousness.

There is only one way to crack such an illusion.

The wandering soul's mind was completely immersed in the sea of souls, cut off from all contact with the outside world, his various senses were all closed at this moment, only the most primitive instinctive consciousness drove his body forward, and from time to time there would be potholes or obstacles to trip him, but Rhaegar did not give up at all, and still moved forward tenaciously.

This state lasted for an unknown amount of time, but when a bunch of spiky thorns pierced his skin, Rhaegar regained contact with the outside world, and when he opened his eyes, he saw exactly what he saw in his decomposing state—he finally came out of that illusion.

"Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you, you disgusting monsters!" the rude and loud cry shook Rhaeggar's body, and for a moment he almost thought he was delusional, but the next moment, the same voice sounded in his ears again, "Come and taste this, I have prepared it for you." ”

By the time the image of the person who had been there was still in the eyes, Rhaegar had already soared into the sky, and the power of the forbidden magician had been used to fly, and when the wind he had brought up puffs of dust and sand on the ground, his body had already flown there.

At this speed, it took Rhaegar less than a second to reach the place where the sound came from, and when he condescended to see the people below who were fighting a group of creatures that seemed to be walking upright, the geist almost fell from the sky because he was too agitated to 'operate' the flying technique.

In the middle of hundreds of monsters, a slender and sturdy figure jumped like a flame in the night, the huge sword in his hand slashed through arcs of light in the sunlight, harvesting the lives of those monsters with unbelievably graceful gestures. At her side, an 'elf' spirit stayed on her side like a shadow, and the slender sword like the wind pierced their throats before the monsters who tried to sneak up on her from the side and behind could succeed.

On the other side of the battlefield, two contrasting figures were also close together, the giant-like being wielding a war hammer larger than a human head, and at least one monster flew into the air with each blow. Beside him, the dwarf, who was only knee-tall, held a huge double-edged axe almost the size of his entire body, and all the enemies missed by the hammer were turned into two pieces under this sharp axe, and with each swing of the tomahawk, he let out a loud shout, which was clearly the maker of the sound that came hundreds of meters.

Despite the huge disparity in numbers, the situation on the battlefield showed that it was the smaller side that really had the upper hand, and the four brave warriors were almost chasing those monsters in battle.

Lei Qiang suppressed the 'agitation' in his heart, and made a gesture lightly, and countless red 'colored' lights appeared in the air, burrowing into the bodies of those monsters like a snake, and then, these monsters' whole bodies burned and turned into ashes in a few seconds.

"Your voice is still so loud," Rhaegar said calmly as he watched the dwarf stunned as he fell from the sky, "and it's still so ugly." ”

A smile suddenly appeared on his lips, "Someone once told me to kick that big lizard's ***, and I wanted to tell him that I had done it." ”

A cheer louder than all the previous shouts came from the dwarf's mouth, and the tomahawk rushed towards his companion like a mad bull, but his short 'legs' doomed him to fall behind in this race, and by the time he was halfway through, Nack, who was tall 'legs', and the nimble Haim had overtaken him, but when a slender figure swept past them all, they all stopped.

"I thought I'd never see you again!" Willy wrapped her arms tightly around Rhaeggar's body like a drowning man hugging a floating log, as if she was afraid that she would disappear as soon as she let go.

Feeling the warmth of the soft body in his arms, Rhaegar suddenly felt his heart beat frighteningly, and before he knew it, his hand was already tightly wrapped around the other—stiff and unnatural, but firm. With the return of the Ancestor of Magic's soul fragments, he is no longer the emotionally crippled soul he once was.

"You just said you kicked the big lizard's ***?" At such a time, there would be no one else but the dwarf who could spoil the scenery like this, and when Willy broke free from Rhaeggar's arms like a frightened fawn, a huge water ball fell from the sky, allowing the tomahawk to shower from head to toe.

"That big lizard doesn't exist anymore," Rhaegar said with a smile, not surprised that Willy, a warrior, was able to cast magic, "but that doesn't matter, I'm sure you have a more 'fine' story to tell me." ”

"The big lizard threw us into an unknown space," the friends sat in a group behind a leeward boulder, talking about their experiences after parting, and everything in the team for ten years was slowly unfolded under the narration of the 'spirit', "The pressure of the spatial passage is pouring in from all directions like sea water, you know, as warriors, none of us can resist such pressure, and at that time, we all thought we were dead." ”

Rhaegar nodded slightly, he knew very well how much stress a creature had to endure as it traversed space, enough to shatter any unprotected body, which was why he was sure that his companions had already been sacrificed.

"But it's surprising that that didn't happen even though our bodies were on the verge of collapse. Heim continued: "A mysterious force protected us in the most critical of times and sent us to an unimaginable space. ”

"Ever since we entered that space, we have been confronted with an all-pervasive attack, mortals, demons, giants, elemental creatures, angels... All sorts of creatures attacked each other like crazy, angels and 'elves' swords against each other, demons and giants punched and kicked, elemental creatures fought each other, as if all creatures had forgotten their race and origin, and in their eyes, all creatures were enemies except themselves. ”

The 'spirit' recounted the strange space he had entered, and was once again immersed in the fierce battle.

"Although we were infected by the atmosphere of the fight, we remained calm. We were undoubtedly the weakest group there compared to other creatures, and we had to join forces to defend ourselves against indiscriminate attacks, but even so, we were killed again and again. ”

Despite the understatement, Rhaegar could deduce the cruel and treacherous surroundings from them, but he didn't interject and listened quietly.

"I don't know why, but there, we can't really be killed, and like all living things, we're constantly repeating the process of attacking—destroying—resurrecting—attacking. It's a 'chaotic' world that can't be explained by known knowledge, and every creature that enters this world is not really killed. ”

Heim let out a long breath, as if to vent some of the emotions that had been in his chest for a long time, and then began to tell his story.

"I don't know how long it has been since this happened, but we have been fighting tirelessly and being trained, remember the skills of the ancient warriors you taught us? Not only that, but in this frequent battle, we also gained a lot more. ”

At Heim's motion, the tomahawk rose from the ground. With the dwarf's thunderous roar, his body suddenly seemed to merge with the double-edged axe in his hand, and the wheel-like giant axe spun and flew towards the rock dozens of meters away, and flew back after smashing the thousand-kilogram boulder into pieces.

"This skill comes from the Kroll Axe," said the dwarf who returned to his place and re-separated from the double-edged axe, "he is a great forger and a great warrior. During the battle, some of the memories that the master had left in the axe fused with me, and I gained abilities that only the dwarven heroes of antiquity who had been blessed by the gods. ”

While the tomahawk sat down, Nack had silently walked more than ten meters away from his companions, and then, without the slightest warning, the sub-giant's body suddenly swelled, and in an instant, his stature, which was half as tall as an ordinary person, increased to about three times its original size, and at the same time, his skin turned a blue-gray 'color'.