In the depths of the bottomless lake, black lines stretched out like tentacles, trying to pull him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Simon didn't know if the whispers he heard in his head were nightmares or delusions, he only knew that the black energy swept through his body with the current. And he himself lost control of his body and sank uncontrollably to the bottom of the lake.

[I've been waiting for you for a long time...... Little Thing ......】

It was as if the voices of countless people were buzzing in his head, and this torture made Simon want to reach out and cover his ears, but his limbs did not listen to his command, and Simon chose to close his eyes and escape. This act of covering one's ears and stealing the bell only made the sound louder and louder.

Black energy wrapped around him, constantly entering his body. The price of the influx of power is the painful torture of breaking the bones of the whole body one by one and then forcibly joining together.

Simon let out uncontrollable screams and wails, but the sound was muffled by the sound of the water flowing in the lake.

[Hahaha...... How could you be so out of shape? etc......]

The delivery of energy stopped.

Although it was not known what it was, control of the body briefly returned to Simon's own hands.

Don't miss the opportunity.

Simon struggled to break free of the energy tentacles that bound him, and to his surprise, the mysterious power actually stopped. He fled easily. No matter what the thing was thinking, or why it suddenly stopped attacking itself, Simon didn't hesitate, and made a splash of the water and rushed towards the lake.

【Interesting...... You ......]

The whisper in his ears became faint, and when Simon's head jerked out of the lake, all he could hear was the sound of the lake crashing on the shore, and the sound that lingered in his head was gone.

Simon cast a levitation spell and left the water, running towards the shore. When he climbed the walls of Sinsarine again, he looked back with trepidation. The Well of Eternity was still boiling like a pot of boiling water, but just being in it, Simon felt chills all over his body. Without further thought, he hurried towards Elisana's palace.

Not far from the palace, Simon noticed that there were many more guards than before. Fortunately, he was prepared.

"Illidan."

Illidan heard Simon's voice through the crystal. He quickly found an unoccupied room and slipped in, carefully locking the door. Because it is an inner room, guests do not come here.

Illidan ripped the crystal off his chest and placed it on the ground, then instilled his own magic into it.

A small circle immediately appeared on the crystal, and Simon fell out of the circle soaking wet.

"Yo, what's the matter, so embarrassed?" Illidan gloated. "Which pool did you fall into? Look at you, the carpet is wet. ”

Simon didn't bother to bother with him. Anyway, Illidan has a mouthful of unforgiving, and he has already learned something after so many years. He took it upon himself to cast a spell to dry his clothes. "Is there anything going on outside?"

"It's something......" Illidan replied as he looked at Simon, wondering if something was wrong. He slapped his forehead and pointed at Simon and shouted. "Wait, Simon! What's going on with your hair?? ”

"Hair?" Simon untied his hair and pulled it in front of him in some confusion - he had already tied his hair in a ponytail in a bunch for ease of movement.

At this moment, seeing the hair in his palm that was darker than ink, Simon was also dumbfounded.

What does that mean? Water pollution?

Simon immediately thought of the black energy in the Well of Eternity.

Worried, he tied his hair back together and unleashed the illusion, but to no avail. Simon had no choice but to give up. "Anyway, no one knows, and no one knows what my original hair color is."

Illidan pursed his lips, very dismissive of his self-deception.

"Even if I don't say it, there's Prince Farodis."

"Anyway, it's done. I'm just staying here and not going anywhere. When the banquet is over, you can call me again. ”

Simon said it lightly, and Illidan's curiosity could not be suppressed. He leaned over to Simon's side, lowered his voice, and said, "Hey, what the hell are you doing today?" ”

Seeing that Simon didn't intend to answer him, Illidan was very upset. "You said you wanted me to help, and I did it. But do you really think of me as a friend? ”

"Illidan ......" Simon sat down, his hands resting on his lap and his head slightly raised to look at him. We're friends? ”

Hearing this, Illidan's amber eyes widened suddenly. He cursed and grabbed Simon by the collar. "What do you mean?"

Simon stared at the approaching eyes, unmoved.

"Didn't you help me because I said I was doing something to stop that strange god from coming? You know in your heart who you're doing this for, Illidan. Simon reached out and broke Illidan's finger away, word by word.

Out of danger of his life, the fear and fear of the first killing, which had just been suppressed, suddenly exploded.

Simon hadn't even killed a chicken before he crossed over, and now he's actually killed! He was agitated, and Illidan's questioning drew his mania out of his mouth.

"It's not interesting for you to say that." Illidan was also angry. "You don't care what my purpose is, I did everything you want me to help me do, what else do you want? What's wrong with asking you two sentences?! ”

"How old are you? Curious baby! Know how useful it is! Wouldn't it be better to guard your Tyrande? ”

Illidan sneered, "Yes, of course I will protect Tyrande. Unlike you, you can't help it when your own woman is sick. ”

Hearing this, Simon lost his mind in an instant. He punched Illidan in the face.

Why did he get involved in this troubled waters?

What does the world have to do with him?

It's Narimi.

Right...... He was powerless about Naremi's condition.

The last thing that made him forgive himself was that he didn't know the spells of the bronze dragon. If he had mastered the spell of time and space travel, he would have left with Narimi a long time ago, so what are he doing here?

Waiting to die?

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want Narimi to die.

I don't want the teachers and classmates of Nazaras College to die, and I don't want Senagos, Tina Gossa and the cute little stars in the Blue Wing Habitat to die.

But what could he do but carry the shell of a bronze dragon on his back? He couldn't even beat Savis.

Aggrieved! It's aggrieved!

Simon and Illidan scuffle like two naïve schoolchildren.

"You're a stupid beep."

"Why do you have the face to talk about me?"

Neither of them left a hand, and after a while, each other's noses were blue, their faces were swollen, and they were panting.

The fire is almost gone. The two sat and lay on the spot, neither looking at the other, their eyes looking at the ceiling.

"What the hell is going on?"