The name Hylaster sent the entire adventuring party into a huge panic, and the black-robed mad mage, like his countless peers, had a boo-inducing deterrent.

The name, with its plague-like charm, made Erwin feel deep fear and despair, like that invisible thing oppressed from the darkness, with a suffocating fear, like a shadow, tormenting them as deeply as a nail in their backs. The only thing I can rely on is the sense of responsibility that I maintain in my heart.

Justice and duty, along with fear, torment them and give them the only warmth in this dark wave.

Everyone in the party became silent, staggering and groping their way through the dark ropeway, the rope bridge made of thick iron chains and planks, the dome propped up by huge stone pillars, and the plank paths and tunnels carved out of the rocks, the cold chains, with the characteristic dampness of the underground, chilling to the bone.

But they didn't dare to look back, not even to turn on the lights, for even if they might leak even the slightest light, for they could already hear the subtle sounds behind them, the sound of metal rubbing, the sound of uniform footsteps, and some dull sounds, like some huge weight, falling heavily on the ground, and spreading far away.

It's a hellish place.

In the past, a kobold that an adult male could easily knock down with a little training has become extremely terrifying here, and those elite armor and weapons, those rampaging kobolds, their bloodthirsty and agile, simple and efficient killing instincts, make these evil creatures almost war machines.

There are also alchemy products that make loud noises, goblin mages who are skilled in the use of explosives and spells, and the goblin mage who almost wiped them out is actually just an engineer-like character judging from the equipment he carries. This completely deprived the adventuring team of the courage to face the pursuers.

Erwin saw Priest Horn running ahead. Suddenly, she hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and when she touched Horn's hand, Erwin couldn't help but let out an exclamation, she felt that the palm of her hand was as cold as a piece of ice.

"Horn! What happened? Erwin pulled the only remaining scroll from his bosom, thank goodness. There's also a 'Curse Removal'!

Horn stopped her, "No need! It is useless, my Lord is calling me, He has revealed to me that my destiny has come! Don't look him in the eye, don't look in front of Helast. Black robe, don't spy on him from the long river of fate, don't look at him with your eyes, and listen to me. Darkness and tranquility are the best protection for you. ”

"Those visions, does it bother you? What is it? Erwin hugged him, using his meager body temperature to try to awaken the last remaining life force in his body.

"That's not an illusion, it's part of reality! Our souls are so shallow that we cannot look directly at the light of our Lord, and we are deluded by the glimpses of the surface of the material world, when the world is real. When it really unfolds before us, we find our shallow soul. The pale life is unbearable. ”

"It's like an ugly person looking in the mirror for the first time, oh my God! I was scared to death by myself! I was scared to death by my own ignorance and shallowness! I was scared to death by my own ugliness! O my lord, my lord Nubien! Don't forsake your poor lamb! ”

Alwin was at a loss, she didn't know what was wrong with Horn, he looked like he was cursed, just like those prophetic mages. Trying to spy on the existence they couldn't touch, the curse she received, her heart was in turmoil, the pursuers behind her were getting closer and closer, but the road ahead was confused. She hugged Horn and didn't know where to go.

In the darkness, she leaned down in despair, pressed against Horn's chest, felt the coldness and paleness that was gradually peeling away, and prayed to the gods in despair: "O gods of the sky, earth, and sea! Lord of the Astral Plane, who is my light in the darkness? Who is my guide when I am confused? ”

"The soul and personality are beings who are intimately connected to the outside world, and what you see, hear, and feel constitutes your whole being, the verandah of your soul. This realization constitutes the contours of the soul! ”

"Who are you?" Erwin was startled by the sudden sound.

"Who am I? Aren't you looking for me? Chen Ang's voice was still so unhurried, "The outer corridor of the soul is the essential existence of intelligent beings, because the soul itself is pure, and those beings that distinguish your personality are the impurities of the soul, including emotions, memories, beliefs, and other indifferent things. ”

"There is power in the message, what you see, what you understand, what you believe, what makes you who you are, and what you are shaped by the message! But why, when you come into contact with the truth, are you faced with the embarrassment of the soul corridor bursting? Why is your personality destroyed by the truth? Like the pastor, would rather give up his life than believe the truth? ”

"Why?" Erwin couldn't control himself and asked rhetorically.

"Because you live in lies, in deception, and part of the personality you have created is false, deceived, falsified, and the truth and truth will bring you pain, excruciating pain, pain to destroy yourself! You have to crush yourselves to relieve this pain. ”

"From the personality, from the understanding, analyze yourself, crush your past self, remove those hypocrisy, those illusions, reshape, compare this horror, death is really a kind of tenderness, so you are scared to death! Scared to death by the truth! ”

"No, you're tempting us, devil! I know what you're doing, as it is now, we're in trouble, and then you come out and tempt us, take advantage of us, and when the tip of the pen is drawn on the parchment, our souls will become your toys. Erwin was furious, "You're wrong! Big mistake, you can't beat us! ”

"Falsehood and lies have shaped you, and faith is undoubtedly the sweetest and most poisonous fruit!" Chen Ang sighed.

The adventure team climbed to a stone platform along the only ropeway, Erwin carried Horn with difficulty, looking at the warm fire not far away with fatigue and surprise, the adventure team that had had enough in the dark, no matter what was ahead, it was impossible for them to take half a step back.

When they saw the old man standing in the middle of the hall, they only regretted their stupidity, nothing in front of them could stop them, except for Helast!

They heard the most terrifying mad mage in Sword Bay ask in a serious, serious, logical tone, "So, what is the true wisdom of the mage?" ”

Erwin was surprised to see a familiar looking figure, slowly emerging from the air, not like a mage who used teleportation and any gate, which suddenly appeared there, but little by little from the depths, floating up, as if he was already there, under the surface of the water of the space.

"The true wisdom of a mage is the search for this universe and the truth, just as our predecessors persistently did, pursuing the unknown, learning and researching."

The sound is also familiar! Erwin affirmed. Suddenly, her eyes widened so that Horn on her back slipped to the ground, and she finally remembered that she had seen the face and voice there.

Bloody hands, and that devil!

Obviously, she was not the only one who recalled their 'goal', without exception, they all scolded in their hearts: "It's just a gang in a slum, how cheap is this legend to get involved in a third-rate gang?" A legendary mage who can be on an equal footing with Helast, how much back they have to come across such a tricky conspiracy in a routine mission! ”

"Is this favored by the goddess of doom?"

In the extreme depths of the etheric plane, Chen Ang's true existence is standing here, even if he is about five steps away from Helast, but the black robe just can't perceive, perceive, and observe him, the depth and level of the plane are so wonderful.

The ether is here, the shadow is here, and there are more, deeper planes, all of which exist on the main material plane, they are like the underwater space, representing the deeper connotation of the sea, and Chen Ang is in this deep water, observing the existence on the surface of the sea. (To be continued......)