"These are all fakes. Feige stood in a pool of blood. His demonic part keeps him at ease in this environment, and his human part is focused on admiring the immense beauty in front of him, and none of them get nervous or even panic. "It's realistic, but it's still not real. I'm wondering, how much can you support this nested illusion?"

"If there is no difference between the real and the fake, then fantasy is a world that is better than reality. "The Supreme Godmother was defenseless, and her body shrunk, at least to match Feige. "Feiqi, the Hachimu clan is dominated and ruled by men except us. Obviously, you will be restored to your former glory. Why don't you reach out and touch me and tell me if it's real? I'm sure you'll change your mind. ”

Feige took a deep breath and let the smell of blood fill his nostrils before spreading throughout his body. Stimulated by this smell, the demonic part of his soul is becoming more and more stirring, and the emotions of evil, murder and tyranny are growing, just like the growing lust. What he saw, heard, smelled, and touched, everything around him gave him a reason, and no matter what he did, it didn't seem out of place. Whether it's true or not, he can do anything without any psychological burden. Perhaps this is the true meaning of the Supreme Godmother's "there is no difference between the real and the fake".

"It's funny, all the emotions that make me personally satisfied are growing, and it seems like this place knows what I'm thinking. Feige held a cat teasing stick and slowly walked forward in a pool of blood. There was a clattering and sticky sound under his feet, and behind him were the moans of various temptations of the women of the Yamu clan. Feige shook his head, frowned, and said to the Supreme Godmother, "Stop your voices for a moment, and don't make me think that this matter is too easy." ”

"Solve it? What are you going to solve? You can tell us to do it. Liz licked her lips and smiled.

"Can you do it as well to smash the crystal clusters?" Fei Qi said, and the Supreme Godmother's face changed, and the evil charm and temptation gradually disappeared, replaced by a nervous and confused expression.

Feige nodded, "It's realistic, and this reaction is also expected by me." But it's this realism that makes it lose its sense of authenticity. He walked over to his companion's corpse, picked up the "severed head of Didlet," looked at it in his hand, poked it with his finger, and tossed it aside.

The Supreme Godmother snorted lightly and said, "The elves are so weak. In our old world, one Yamu warrior could defeat a hundred of them. ”

"I don't discuss the question of strength and weakness with you. Feige searched left and right, and finally found what was left of Beni and Shanny. He turned the "mangled corpse of Shanny" over and turned it face up, and then saw that the part of her face was completely smashed by the hammer, and he couldn't see what it looked like. Feige didn't stop there, and continued to lift her veil and her entire hood.

It was a long, silky black hair that could hang down to the back and curl slightly at the ends, looking like a wave. "Well, now it's certain that it's a crystal cluster plus some kind of soul-related effect. I have to think about when I started getting hit. ”

Feige paced slowly among pools of blood and corpse fragments, as if on the path in his own back garden. The Supreme Godmother Liz looked at him, and there was more admiration in her eyes than curiosity. The purpose of the whole trial was to observe Feiqi and see if he could meet the needs of the Eight-Eyed Clan in various situations. Hundreds of years of seclusion, or abandonment and confinement underground, have given the Yamu people their own ideas. Prophecy is important, but it is indisputable that the premise of keeping the prophecy is that the people survive. They would never put their fate in the hands of someone who would lead everyone to destruction in order to fulfill the prophecy.

But Feige is too calm, isn't it? It's hard for Liz to imagine anyone with such mental qualities that even death and destruction can't shake him. Moreover, Feige is not without emotions, he is not an undead who has lost his mind, he still has all kinds of impulses, but no matter how instigated those emotions are, it seems that he cannot lose his mind. It's just so weird.

"I probably have a clue. Feige said suddenly. He stopped, swung his staff, and rows of runes floated in mid-air in the form of glowing patterns. "This is the spell you used to break my Qi elemental rope, and I used it to break your spell in turn. But...... It's a trap, isn't it? It actually enhances the illusion effect of the whole trial on me, doesn't it?"

The Supreme Godmother, Liz, was noncommittal.

"It seems so, you can't play anymore. According to your previous character setting, you should have been obedient at this time, satisfying all my desires, including curiosity, of course. Since you don't answer now, it means that I'm talking to you directly, not some fake image in this scene. Do me a favor, and do yourself a favor, and get rid of all the blood and corpses, so we can talk more freely. ”

"Feiqi, you are really very surprised, none of us in the Eight-Eyed Clan have been able to face this trial as calmly as you are. The Supreme Godmother applauded softly, but she didn't change her surroundings or dissolve spells, nor did she conjure up clothes for herself. After she finished saying the words of admiration, her tone suddenly changed: "But you still have something wrong, this trial is not over yet." ”

"It doesn't seem that simple. Feige rubbed his mouth and turned in place, observing everything around him again. His gaze looked out through the gap between the pillars of the main hall, and the entire cave was in full view. Every eight-eyed clan is lifelike, every object is vivid, and the entire underground city is not a rigid picture, but a living thing. "It's unimaginable to have an illusion on such a scale, both the whole and the details are convincing, I don't believe this is the level of magic you can achieve......"

"How can you be so sure......?

"You eight-eyed ......," Feiqi continued, "...... Proficient in spells, good at using runes—I already know that. And the Eight Eyes used to be dominated by men, so it's easy to conclude that men have stronger resources and power, and this power is more likely to be spells, right?"

Liz nodded, "You're not wrong about that. ”

"Then a large part of this trial is to test my spell ability, right?" Fei Qi looked at the runes in the air, frowned, and nodded slowly: "Crystal crystal clusters can make people obey orders, I've seen this." If you can enhance this effect, will it create a stronger persuasive force?"

"Understood. This trial began when I agreed to participate in it. My approval was like an invitation to let the power of the crystal cluster enter my mind smoothly, so I was completely unaware of it. ”

The Supreme Godmother didn't say anything, just kept her hands hanging in front of her, as if waiting for something.

"When the trial begins, it's a matter of going down the spiral staircase. Now I can't be sure if there really is this staircase, or if it's just a manifestation of a spell digging deep into my heart. This flight of stairs was actually a spell peeking into my soul, trying to dig out the secrets and design the content of the trial for me - the heat and nervousness I felt in the staircase should come from the early warning of my mental self-protection, so when I asked if the trial had already begun, the first invitation expired, and the process of walking the stairs could not continue. Then begins the second stage: the fall. ”

"You're clever enough to divide trials into phases, each of which can also be used as a new invitation to strengthen the power of the trial spells. The process of falling was used to create tension so that I could continue to test my heart. Because this is still a temptation, you will not attack me there, but will keep getting in the way to keep the tension alive. yes, that makes sense. At that stage, your attacks will cause severe psychic stimulation, such as getting me out of the spell directly. ”

Feige took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, his eyes turning red as the flames of hell burned. "I'm curious how deep you can dig? Do you think of these red eyes? I kind of understand now that the smell of dust on the stairs comes from memories in my soul. So, it's really a step-by-step process. ”

"The third stage of the trial is to fight to the end, and in the current scenario, everyone is dead, and I am indeed the last. This trial was originally meant to test whether I had enough fighting spirit in an isolated situation, right? I just don't understand why there are suddenly more seductive scenes? Did I use your cracking spell to cause the fourth stage of the trial to start early?"

"How many levels of trials are there?!" Feige pointed at the Supreme Godmother with a cat-teasing stick and said sharply, "Your character setup requires obedience, so either obey or I've already passed this level of trial." ”

"I said, the trial is over. Liz sighed, "Now is not the subject of the trial, but the place to deal with the failed of the trial." You used my spell and undermined the integrity of the trial spell, so the third trial was mixed up with the mercy given to the loser. I can still leave, but you will always be here. I'm sorry Feige, but you are qualified in every way, but fate did not choose you to be the person you were prophesied. ”

"There is no distinction between real and false here, as I have already said. This is the dream that the crystal gives you, the place where your soul is stored forever. Here you live forever and your dreams come true. When I leave, we are at your disposal, and everything is at your will. As big as your heart, there is so much here. Oh, by the way, this is a technique we learned when imitating the power of the great creator god, I really didn't expect it to be accidentally triggered, I'm sorry. ”

"That's it, I'm sorry?" Feige shook his head. The Supreme Godmother Liz waited quietly, she had foreseen what would happen next: a man who had started a battle out of despair and anger, a man who had destroyed everything with powerful flames and meteors, a poor man who had been chosen wrong by fate.

"I've always thought that sorry never solves the problem!" Feige slammed his staff on the ground, blood splattering, but he didn't cast the spell, "Apologize is at least the beginning of solving the problem, and you've given me enough clues." ”

"Thank you for always agreeing with my ideas at every stage, as if you were making my dreams come true. I'm still in the trials, I'm still under the influence of the crystal clusters, but I'm not without a chance - whether or not your earlier message that I'm trapped forever is true or not. I do know now that this is a temptation and a test for my soul, and so is it here. ”

If that's your wish, then of course you can think so. The Supreme Godmother said.

Fitch paced through the pool of blood again, walking through the corpses. "Why is this happening? What does this scene mean? If you want to push me into a fighting mode, then the scene of the Yamu clan and my companions fighting is obviously better. The scene of them being killed should have been easier to irritate me than a corpse. ”

"On the other hand: temptation. Feige looked at Liz, seized the opportunity to look at it again, and said, "The temptation is not quite right. I should be made to complete the trial, everyone congratulate me, stay here, and then most people leave here for the Catholic. When I relax, it's easier to take advantage of temptation, whether it's sex or something else. No, this scene is not right, there must be something I haven't thought of yet......"

Feige lay down, blood floating and sinking, but powerless to swallow him in. Liz walked up to him, twelve pupils looking down at him, and asked in a flat tone, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about the principle of this trial, in other words: What part of my soul does this scene reflect?"

The Supreme Godmother shook her head: "Why do you think this way? Didn't I tell you, this is no longer a trial, but a world to be comforted. ”

"No, this is the trial, and it reflects my deepest fears. Suddenly the carp stood up and swept the blood from his hair with his hand. "I totally get it. Actually, you didn't notice it, or you didn't think about it. Essentially, the trial is for my soul, so you can't possibly know all the variations of the trial. ”

"Thank you for this trial, I see...... My biggest fear is to do what I think is the right way and let things end up dead and ruined. Feige pointed around, then looked at Liz's pupils, "Indulge yourself and destroy, this scene is not a battle or a temptation at all, but my evaluation of my own soul." Lust, domination, and the pleasure of indulging in victory in wisdom and magic are the reasons that I think are most likely to lead to destruction. At the same time, I'm really confident that once I get into that state, I can turn the whole world into a sea of corpses and blood. ”

"But I wouldn't be like that. Feige said, "No matter what you and this trial think, I won't be like that." ”

The Supreme Godmother stared at Feiqi in silence, and after a long while, she smiled and said, "Congratulations on passing the trial created by crystals, you are indeed the chosen one of fate. There's a little ritual to follow, after which you'll be able to return to the Supreme Hall and be reunited with your companions. ”

"You're not a dream come true, are you?"

"It's not. Liz looked down at her body and sighed slightly. With this sigh, she rewrapped her clothes and returned to her normal height of more than three meters. "Feiqi, I'm in better shape than you think, and some parts are different. I'd love to be able to point out the mistakes and discuss and study them together. ”

"Another day. Fei Qi scratched his head: "Now that the trial is over, can the blood and corpses be removed? Also, what is the ritual?"

"The crystal will teleport you and me to the ritual room in no time, and the pool of blood here will be left alone. As for the ritual ......" The Supreme Godmother pinched her waist with one hand, bent over slightly and said, "As a male humanoid spider, you have the responsibility to leave offspring. ”

"Knock on the sack!"