Naked, trembling with despair, Jack secretly remembered the pitiful appearance of the female apprentice in his mind, and looking at the imaginary fragments of limbs around him, he began to feel that the blood in this battlefield was not entirely an illusion.

Shaking his head slightly, Jack stopped thinking about anything else at this time, he mustered his mental strength and began to look for the 'Phantom of the Sword', and Jack wandered alone in this hallucinatory battlefield full of real blood.

Gradually, the air around him began to become sticky and bloody, a large number of wizards fell from the sky, thousands of monsters were swallowed by magic, and Jack, who was floating in the air, became a little unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.

The power is agitated, Jack uses the overflowing mental power to wake himself up a little, he struggles to carry out alternating meditation, through the increasing mental power, the discomfort and hallucinations have been weakened to a certain extent, and Jack can gradually control the direction of his drifting flight through consciousness.

Boom!

There was a deafening loud noise, a huge creature shaped like a hyena was slashed on the head by a spinning ice axe, and a large area of frost and beast blood rushed out, Jack saw it and subconsciously protected his body, and a huge piece of cold ice and bone slag fell through his body to the ground, he was not hurt in the slightest, but his soul trembled violently.

Mentally depressed, Jack struggled to adapt to his surroundings, attacks on the battlefield could not hurt him, but the overly real environment affected his spirit and consciousness, if he was lost here, Jack's physical body in reality would become an empty shell without a soul, in the words of the earth, it would be a vegetative person.

"How exactly is this illusionary battlefield constructed? If the 'Shadow of the Sword' is the faint power emanating from the sword itself, then this may be the virtual world between illusion and reality. ”

Frowning, Jack saw several apprentices floating in the air like him in the hallucinatory battlefield, and they all struggled to fly in the direction of the west, as if something was there that attracted them.

"I'm not the only one, these wizard apprentices are probably also the ones who practice the Sword of Ella, and it is estimated that there is a floating 'Phantom of the Sword' over there. ”

After a moment's thought, Jack flew west with them, and as he hurried, he noticed that more and more apprentices began to gather, and he quickened himself at the sight of this.

"My face is covered by white smoke, and my body is wrapped with blood, is this the soul form of a human being? Why is there no blood and energy attached to my body? It seems that there is no ...... when I first came in."

Upon closer inspection, Jack found that the apprentices were all the same, with strange white smoke on their heads and blood-colored mist entangled in their bodies, but some of the apprentices had more intense blood.

Jack hesitated a little, at this time he didn't feel that there was blood entanglement in his body, and even the white mist on his head seemed to be a thin layer, which looked very unusual among these apprentices.

"Maybe I can't see it, I haven't caused a commotion among these wizard apprentices, I guess only others can see the blood and white mist on my body. ”

Calming his mind, Jack carefully followed the apprentices, and from time to time, he could see some of the guys holding their heads and moaning, and anyone who did in this situation would be entangled in red light, and in a few breaths it would explode into a cloud of sparks and disappear.

"Have you run out of mental energy? Those who can hold out for more than ten minutes here are already considered masters among the old students, and those who stay longer are probably apprentices with amazing talents and heirs of great nobles with abundant resources. ”

Frowning slightly, Jack flew through this illusion battlefield for almost fifteen minutes, at which point most of the wizard apprentices began to fall behind and disappear, and there were only fifty people who still kept moving forward.

Slowly, Jack saw some strange giants appear in the hallucinatory battlefield, they were about forty meters tall, with glowing horns and crystal scales on their heads, and their bodies were wrapped in strange armor like ceramics, and they killed wizards and monsters in the chaotic battlefield.

"What the hell are these giants? They're neither elite wizards nor bloodline wizards, they don't look like they're human at all, could it be that this illusionary battlefield is a war about otherworldly races?"

Jack frowned deeply, there had been no 'otherworldly race' on this continent for thousands of years, if all that was recorded in this hallucinatory battlefield was reality, then this battle should belong to the legendary battle of a thousand years ago.

"Huh, the apprentices flew towards the giant. ”

Watching intently, Jack noticed that the apprentices had all swooped down on the giant's hallucinations, and it seemed that the 'Phantom of the Sword' should have something to do with these big guys.

Without a quick start, Jack observed their movements while meditating alternately in place, and the fellows began to weave back and forth on the giant's body, and soon Jack noticed that several of his apprentices had found some slender glowing objects.

"This, it seems to be a fragment of a broken sword, is this the 'Phantom of the Sword'?

After a slight hesitation, Jack also learned to approach the hallucinatory giants, and with great difficulty, he began to fly around the other party to search, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not perceive the 'Phantom of the Sword' and similar mental fluctuations.

"Could it be that the elite wizard didn't give me all the cultivation methods?"

Very depressed, Jack saw that the wizard apprentices disappeared after finding the glowing object, apparently exiting the illusion battlefield on their own, which made him a little helpless and wry.

"This, the second batch of wizard apprentices are coming soon, and I still can't find the 'Illusory Shadow of the Sword'?"

Jack looked at another group of wizard apprentices flying in the distance, and at this moment, a burst of white light suddenly shone brightly, very quickly, and a vague figure wrapped in thick blood appeared from the void, and the giants who were fighting nearby were twisted like ripples.

"Cady Bydwin, the elite seed of the Northern Wizarding School, the prospective successor of the Sword of Destruction!"

Deafening, a huge amount of spiritual power mixed with a slightly happy tone shook this hallucinatory battlefield, and before Jack could react, a large number of glowing fragments and magical words gathered towards the blood-colored figure that suddenly appeared.

But in the blink of an eye, a small red sword emitting white light appeared in the hand of the blood-colored figure, and when the figure touched the small sword, it quickly disappeared, very hazy, Jack seemed to see the strange pillar carved with a wolfdog giant worm on the top of the figure's head.

"This, the Pillar of Sacrifice?!Can rival the special rudimentary magic of the Ghost Harp?Is this a genius with the same level of qualification as Shar? As long as they enter the illusion battlefield, they can contact the 'Sword Phantom', and those people just now can perceive the 'Sword Phantom', it seems that I can only honestly find someone with ordinary qualifications." ”

Secretly smiling bitterly, Jack knew what the qualification gap was at this time, because of the eldest sister Sha'er, he had also heard of some special rudimentary magic, and those who could activate and drive them were all extremely talented freaks, and the blood-colored shadow just now was an extremely powerful elite seed.

"The combination of rudimentary magic is probably to connect the four magic circles in series, and wait until the spirit and body gradually get used to it, and then strengthen it to the level of 'ghost harp' and 'sacrificial pillar' with special resources, so what if the special magic is combined again......?

Shaking his head, Jack was not ready to think about it anymore, the most important thing now was to practice the 'Sword of Ella' to suppress his physical collapse, and other things could be thought about later, when he was going to continue to look for the 'Phantom of the Sword', he saw another strange scene in the battlefield.

Heaven and earth are chaotic, space is shattered, a dragon monster with a body length of more than 100 meters is struggling and roaring at the earth, it has four heads and is covered with white scales, above its head a white pillar of light falling from the sky envelops it and swallows it, faintly, he seems to see a blurred figure wearing a sword in the pillar of light.

"What the hell is this? Ancient Wizards' Joint Spellcasting?"

The expression was stunned, the shock was abnormal, Jack was frightened by the illusion in front of him, he estimated that even if the elite wizard came, it would be impossible to stop this force, although he knew that it was an illusion, but Jack instinctively had fear and awe of it.

Not to mention the white pillar of light that stood on the top of the sky, even the dragon monsters that it suppressed below were not something that modern wizards could deal with, and Jack estimated that only the 'Six Mentors' and the four wizard principals who surpassed the elite level could barely cope with them.

"This is?' Sword Phantom!?The white pillar of light is unleashing the 'Sword Phantom' and the giant!This hallucinatory battlefield is distorted by powerful magic and is between the void and the real, and it is now a legendary battle of the Sword of Ella slaughtering the wizards of the sealed bloodline!"

Jack's eyes lit up suddenly, and he found that there were many pitch-black spatial cracks around the white pillar of light, and the giants in the hallucinatory battlefield were slowly walking out of here, very clearly, when they walked out of the cracks, they would carry a lot of glowing small swords.

"You can't be wrong, these little swords are the 'Phantom of the Sword', and they came to this illusion battlefield through giants!"

Clenching his palms, Jack recalled what he had just seen, the genius apprentice who suddenly appeared gathered from these giants and came into contact with the 'Phantom of the Sword', but the small sword he held in his hand was made of the condensation of many luminous objects.

Smiling, Jack began to fly slowly towards the small sword in the distance, although the position of the white pillar of light was far away, but he still had hope of reaching it by relying on alternate meditation.

After a long time, about half an hour, Jack finally approached the white pillar of light, and a large number of glowing small swords fluttered around it, and after seeing this scene, he immediately began to chase after those small swords, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch them.

Jack's face gradually sank, these small swords seemed to have souls, and if they were not approved by them, they would not be able to touch the sword body, and Jack, who had ordinary qualifications, did not seem to be favored by these small swords.

After hesitating for a moment, Jack began to try to approach the white pillar of light that suppressed the monster, and he felt that since it was the white light that brought these giants and small swords, it was likely that he would be able to get the 'Phantom of the Sword' inside.