......Uhh It's so distressing...... The more Lucina thought about it, the more tired she became: Which one should you choose?!

Lucina's choice difficulty began to torment her mood again. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info this choice of the heavy fate of the world is now second only to thinking about what to eat at night, and which is cuter, the kitten or the puppy.

Why do people like me have to decide such a serious issue...... Lucina sighed painfully again: Why do you have to leave the heavy decision related to the fate of the world to me?!

Huh, it's like I've been repeating the same line since the beginning...... Suddenly feeling that she had muttered this sentence in her heart, Lucina sighed and felt her head be extremely big: It's so hard to choose......

What would Lucina do if she were to choose? Lucina couldn't help but think of this: what would her sister think......

She must be very entangled, right? But the last choice must be to enter the White Gate to observe the prophecy of Winter's Breath. The reason is that she doesn't know anything about the situation in the Black Mist Demon Realm.

They don't want to destroy the World Tree for some inexplicable reason, but they want to take it and kill it or enslave its original inhabitants. Frankly, the enemy who does this is even more difficult to deal with than the enemy who is bent on destroying the place. Because they will carefully consider the consequences and establish a solid base when doing anything, it is difficult to be repelled by any large-scale impact.

Truth be told, however, they generally leave no captives. The few who stayed didn't live long, and they were basically eaten by them.

Going forward, both of these are too important. What to do...... They all whimpered involuntarily in anguish, and Lucina cried out in grief with her head in her hands, and even began to roll on the ground at last, rolling from black door to white door, and from white door to black door.

Time in the tunnel: 10 hours later.

It's hard to choose, it's hard to choose...... Lucina banged her head against the door in grief, screaming in pain and convulsing on the floor.

What the hell should I choose...... Lucina sat on the ground, burying her head between her legs in distress, unable to get any results.

I must not make a blind choice for such an important decision.

Be sure to think carefully...... Think carefully......

Woo...... It's so sleepy to use your brain too much...... Yawning, Lucina rubbed her eyes and leaned against the wall in a daze: No, I can't sleep. You have to think about which one to choose.

And at this moment, two people suddenly invaded into the illusion and were almost discovered directly by Lucina. Because she heard a strange sound, Aya looked suspiciously in the direction where the voice came from, but found nothing.

These two men are from the Adya Academy of Magic, where Drno and Curator Leo are now. They had been sent here by a portal opened by the Dean not long ago to investigate the great magical reaction detected by the Academy.

The dean was extremely uneasy about a space-time spell of this scale, so he sent someone in the first place.

It's a pity that the people who sent it didn't choose the right one. Both of these people are second-handed.

"Boss, are you sure we've entered the illusion correctly?" one of them asked in a hesitant tone.

"No problem, time here is almost still relative to the outside world. The man known as the Boss nodded, "It's been an hour here, and it's only been two minutes outside." All we need to do is observe this illusion for the Academy without being discovered. ”

"Aren't we here to peek at the prophecy?" the man stammered.

"Fools! Observing illusions includes peeking at prophecies! We don't know who created this vortex and the other dimension...... The Black Mist Blood Cult or the hooded perverted Black Tower organization?" the boss snorted, "Anyway, we're the only ones who have mixed in at the moment. I promise there's no one else here but the girl. The technology to break into this level of illusion is something that only our academy can do. ”

A hooded man stared silently at the tunnel reflected in the mirror, then turned and left the room. An invisible crow flew out of his palm, a letter strapped to his foot. And several Black Mist Blood Cultists wearing red coats and bronze masks watched the whirlpool in silence in the Divine Wood Forest around Neverwinter, motionless.

Whether it was the Adya Mage Academy that had infiltrated the illusion, the Black Tower Organization of the Hooded People, or the Black Mist Blood Cult, they all felt varying degrees of surprise at this incident. In particular, some things are going off the rails.

Ten hours later.

"Boss, we've been waiting for so long, why hasn't she reacted yet?" The attendant looked frustrated: "And are we so stupid? ”

"Shut up, why don't you sit still!" the boss scolded impatiently.

"Boss, I can't get up when you sit on me......" The attendant was lying on the ground and was sitting on him, and now he wanted to cry without tears.

Another ten hours later.

"Wow......" Leaning against the wall, Lucina smirked and fell asleep.

"Boss, why is this bastard asleep?" the observer hiding in the phantom realm could see his shock despite wearing a masquerade mask that didn't cover his face at all.

"Shut up, how do I know!" The boss next to him was wearing a mask with a dumpling pattern, and his tone was extremely stiff: "The dean said that he detected that there was a person locked up in this omen illusion, let's not do it first, we must first peek at the prophecy through mental resonance." ”

"Why don't we see for ourselves?" the younger brother looked puzzled.

"This is a fantasy that belongs to her, of course we can't see it!" the boss snorted, vaguely confused: he didn't really understand it himself.

"Oh, the boss is so witty!" the younger brother listened convincingly.

"Don't pat me on the back, I've always been extremely smart. The boss touched his bald head and snorted proudly.

"But Boss, what if we are found wearing this mask?" the younger brother asked.

"That can't be. The boss looked confident: "Believe me, we're pretty well disguised." And hiding here, she can't get over for a while. ”

The two men were hiding in a soundproof phantom position, sitting on the ground staring at Lucina, who was sleeping profusely.

"Boss, this girl's appearance is also fantastic, pure and seductive. The little brother saw that his heart was budding: "There are so many Aiya in the academy, it seems that they are all as good-looking as this." ”

"Hmm...... You seem to have a point. The boss's attention was also drawn to the past: "It's a pity. I still think mature women are better. ”

The two men began to discuss what kind of women they preferred, and finally the topic was drawn to a more distant position - they finally began to talk about how many floor tiles there were in the Mage Academy.

At this time, another letter sent by the hooded man slowly floated into Elia's hand. The blind girl slowly straightened up and handed the envelope to Luo Luo, the ball of light, who was eating rice cakes.