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But that's it!

With a grin, Ryan stood up from the ground with his hands and feet, staring at the two gods in front of him with stubborn eyes.

"Mortal, I can feel that you are not a resident of this world, tell me, where are you from?" Seeing that the 'Ant' was able to hold up his might, Amanata, wrapped in golden flames, seemed to smile, but this smile did not make Ryan feel warm.

After a pause, Ryan's eyes widened again, and the two gods were silent face to face, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Mortal, you don't need to hide before us." Amanata's unrecognizable neutral voice was like a hammer that not only broke the frozen atmosphere, but also shook Ryan's heart.

"Your soul is somewhere between the real and the unreal, and there is no existence, mortal, what are you?" As if impatient with Amanata's roundabouts, the ruthless man's razor-sharp voice suddenly appeared in his ears, sweat washing away the dust and mud of his sideburns, but it could not clear Ryan's doubts.

As his breathing intensified, Ryan's gaze flickered back and forth between the two gods, who had been threatening him with words, but his tone was becoming more and more impatient, but he did not go any further. At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Ryan's mind, as if he understood something.

He suddenly remembered what Sophia had said at the beginning.

This place, called the Hall of Fear, exists to amplify the fear in one's heart. However, it is not necessary for the practitioner to overcome these fears, it is for the practitioner to overcome himself. It's not the ability that is honed, it's the heart.

In other words, his real enemies are not the two gods opposite, he has to face himself!

Thinking of this, Ryan's original despair of facing the gods suddenly decreased a lot. Ignoring the rising anger of the two gods, the half-elf took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly slowed his breathing.

As Ryan calmed down his excited heart, his body seemed to be relieved of his burden, the pressure from Shenwei on his body became less and less, everything in his ears gradually faded away, and the sense of relief that came from his body and spirit at the same time made him can't help but exhale a turbid breath.

Then, Ryan's eyes slowly opened, and everything in front of him seemed to be obscured by the water curtain, constantly twisting and shaking, and gradually drifting away.

Now is the time!

Fireball!

Raising his left arm, Ryan instantly activated the invisible phantom, and the scorching magical aura quickly gathered in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a fireball the size of a millstone burst out of it!

Bang!

Earth-shattering explosions unleashed a relentless wind, the Hanging Gardens trembled, and a dazzling fire erupted beneath the Hall of Dread, cracking large swaths of rubble. As the door opened slightly, the faint moonlight shone into the closed room, illuminating the faces of the embarrassed people in the room.

I don't know if it was due to the impact of the fireball technique or other reasons, everyone fell to the ground, if it weren't for the heaving of their chests, I am afraid that people would have worried that they would have passed away like this.

The first to get up was Ryan, who had destroyed the hall, who had managed to sit up from the floor with his hands on the ground. The sweat stains on his face had long since dried up, mixed with the pitch-black dust and mud, and it was difficult to even see the original appearance.

While Ryan sat still and came back to his senses, the others also woke up one after another, and their confused eyes obviously hadn't woken up from the illusion.

Bite!

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The system prompt finally brightened Ryan's eyes, who briefly skimmed the prompt message, and then once again casually threw the experience points onto the mage profession, and stood up with the prostration in his body.

While waiting for the others to wake up, Ryan walked to the cracked floor in front of him.

It's really lucky, the fireball technique happened to destroy a corner of the magic circle at their feet, otherwise Ryan and his party would probably have to toss in the illusion.

However, it does not mean that such an effect can be achieved by casually casting a spell, illusion can not only put people's minds in a false state of tension, but also deceive the senses of the receiver and deceive the caster's ability to cast spells.

If it weren't for the fact that he found a true connection with his body while the illusion was lax and suppressed his spirit, I am afraid that there would be no way to control the invisible phantom at all.

Thinking back to the illusion just now, Ryan was once again confused.

Is this my own memory, or is it a deception rooted in memory? He didn't know, and he couldn't read it.

What puzzled him the most was that Amanata was an ancient sun god who was as old as Jerk, so why did he appear in the illusion?

There is also the communication between the two gods, which is really difficult for Ryan to let go.

Thankfully, it's all gone. Turning his head to look at his companion, who had finally come to his senses, Ryan threw away all the jumbled thoughts in his mind and walked slowly to the door.

"Looks like they succeeded." Through the arcane eye, Kemas clearly saw Ryan and his party staggering out of the hall of fear, and the embarrassed appearance of the other party made him can't help but chuckle, "But it seems that the process is a little tortuous." ”

On the other side, Watsontrau, who was also observing a few people, once again put on an affectionate look: "Worthy of being the chosen son of the moon, Cecilia, only I am worthy of you!" ”

As for these human beings, they are all going to die!

His eyes kept going back and forth on several humans beside the Moon Elf, Watson Trao did not hide his killing intent at all, and his bloodshot eyes were like two sharp blades bursting with cold light, making the others silently move away from him.

In the courtyard of the stars below, the other mages who were still searching for useful supplies in the dormitory were attracted by the sound of the explosion just now. As soon as they stepped out of the room, large scorched black rubble fell from the sky, accompanied by a terrifying roar, and kicked up a cloud of dust and mud near the square.

The sudden situation caused everyone to gather together, and because their attention was completely focused on the square and its top, they did not notice that the courtyards around them had undergone subtle changes.

The various blooming flowers are windless, and as they sway gently, wisps of imperceptible blue mist are released from the stamens, and the concentration of magic in the air gradually rises.

Under the inducement of these magical powers, the thick and twisted vines on the artificial lake hidden by the dense forest gradually began to tremble.