"You don't know the source?" Grea looked incredulous, "Didn't you hide that object inside?"

The object?, Ingre, stunned, and it took a moment to react, and Grea seemed to think that he had placed a mysterious object in a fantasy.

Ingres laughed and explained, "It's just a feeling, not a physical object. ”

"It's just a feeling, not a real thing?" said Grea in a low voice, her expression as if she had realized. At first, she had guessed that it was impossible for Ingres to hide a mysterious object in the illusion and give it away at will, but she still didn't believe that Ingres could integrate the sense of mystery into the illusion.

But now that Angels has admitted this fact, it makes up for her logic.

However, even greater doubts filled Grea's mind: "How did you integrate it into the illusion......?

- Mystic alchemist?

In the face of Grea's questioning, Angel didn't know what to say, he couldn't tell what was going on in Little Spot's body.

At this time, Sanders, who had been sitting on the sofa as a spectator, suddenly spoke up:

"What are you talking about, don't you explain?"

Sanders interrupted Grea's words, and Angel was greatly relieved to go down the stairs.

Grea rolled her eyes and squinted at Sanders: "It seems that you, apprentice, have a lot of things to hide from you." ”

Although Grea's words were sarcastic, Sanders could capture the deep jealousy in Grea's words.

Sanders turned his mind and looked at Ingres: Could it be that Ingres has done something angry and resentful, and even a true wizard like Grea has envy in his words?

Sanders decided to secretly ask Angel what was going on.

But at this time, Grea said: "I know you want to ask Angel in private, no need, you can come and see for yourself." ”

As she spoke, Grea glanced at Angel with a look of mixed emotions, and then directly activated the illusion in the brooch, bringing all the three people present into the scope of the illusion.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth turned upside down, and their eyes were fascinated by a thin layer of mist.

Soon, Angel and Grea broke through the fog.

This is a basic test, as long as you let go of the spiritual power defense, you can enter the illusion. As long as there is even the slightest hesitation in his heart, if he does not open the line of defense of spiritual power, he will not be included in this place.

Angel and Grea were the first to appear on a trail.

This is the place where the illusion begins, the path in front of the cave. Grea raised her eyebrows, she thought she would read her original information and enter the mysterious mountain, but she didn't expect to appear here. Is it because more than one person has entered the illusion this time?

Greya's mind was still spinning, but she spoke first: "Look, you are just superficial masters and apprentices, your mentor doesn't trust you at all, and he doesn't even dare to open the spiritual power defense line." ”

Grea deliberately didn't explain anything, and pulled Sanders into the illusion just to say this.

She naturally knew that this would not separate their master-apprentice relationship, but disgusting them and then refreshing herself was enough.

"In the future, if your mentor doesn't want you anymore, or if you die in a foreign land, my door here will be open for you at any time. Grea patted Angel on the shoulder, looking like she was thinking about him.

"I thought you'd use the night to cover up some of the illusion's logical flaws, but if you look closely, some of the underlying ideas aren't fallacious. At some point, Sanders appeared behind them, taking in the sights.

Sanders first evaluated his first impression of the illusion, and then turned to Grea and said, "By the time I die, I guess Angel will be no worse than you." What's more, I'm definitely not going to die. ”

So, if you want to fight Angel's idea, you might as well rest.

In response, Grea said that she secretly rolled her eyes.

Sanders said, and came to Ingres's side: "What is the purpose of this illusion you are building?"

For Sanders, you have at least one purpose in building a fantasy. Whether it's trapping an enemy, killing an enemy, or like a music box refined by Ingres, there must always be a purpose.

For now, he hadn't seen what Ingres's purpose was.

And, what is the theme you want to express?

Is it just a meaningless illusion in a brooch? Sanders thinks it shouldn't be like this, and from the ambiguous question that Grea came to ask Ingres, it can be seen that there is definitely something wrong with this illusion.

"Purpose. Ingres thought for a moment, "Fulfilling the conditions set forth by Lord Grea is my purpose. ”

The implication is that this brooch was made on Grea's own initiative. To serve customers, that's what he's for.

"What is Grea's request?"

"Have a sense of the Nightmare, and ......"

"And the novelty. Grea replied, "Angel did it all, and did it well." I believe that if you put aside the technical work of alchemy and simply use the illusion to speak, Your Excellency Illusion may not be able to achieve the illusion constructed by Ingres, and there is still something new. ”

Grea stabbed Sanders again, and still stomped Sanders's best illusion territory.

Sanders didn't speak, just silently observed where the so-called "novelty" and "theme" of this illusion were? Earlier, Angels said that Greya's two requests, the first was the sense of the Nightmare Realm, and he still didn't feel any Nightmare Realm.

So where are these nightmarish feelings?

Sanders looked at the sky, the black fog was thick, and the moonlight was cold.

The foundation of this illusion is very weak, and for those below the third level apprentice, it may be able to confuse them. But for him, it can be directly broken. But since Grea is moving in the illusion as an ordinary person, it is impossible for him to do these things of boiling cranes and burning the piano.

Let's take one step at a time, what foreshadowing Ingres has planted in this illusion.

At this time, Grea touched the bell of the stone stake in front of the cave and asked Ingres by the way: "Is the platform different in each area?"

Angel nodded: "That's right. ”

"Your platform in Witch Town, but it's easy for me to find. Grea grumbled.

Thinking of the platform he set up in the painting, Ingres sneered: "It's just fun." ”

"You know, your fun, you're actually playing with me. Grea feigned anger, and when she saw Angel admit her mistake again and again, she snorted coldly: "Forget it, just pass the time." ”

While they were talking, the cat bus finally came running.

Sanders looked at the childlike and imaginative cat bus and couldn't help but laugh: "This is what you call the platform bus?"

Angel scratched his head a little confused: "Yes, this is the cat bus, and it is a means of transportation in this fantasy world." ”

Grea had boarded the bus and said to them, "I'm going to the Mystic Mountain, do you want to go together?"

Sanders shook his head, listening to Grea's tone, there seemed to be something strange in the Mysterious Mountain. Sanders plans to go to the Mysterious Mountain one last time, it is difficult to get into Angels's illusion, and he wants to examine Ingres's illusion first.

Since Sanders didn't pass, Ingres naturally had to stay. As a person who was inspected by the teacher for his "homework", although he had the intention of going forward, he didn't dare to bring it up at the moment.

Grea rode the cat bus: "I'm waiting for you in the Mysterious Mountain, I hope you don't have to wait too long." ”

After Grea left, Sanders learned from her to ring the bell on the stone stake. After a while, the second cat bus arrived, and the two got on the bus.

"The cat bus is at your service, where do you want to go?" The orange cat's big head turned to the car, and two light bulbs that looked like light sources shone on the two of them, illuminating their faces pale and different from the orange lights in the car.

"Go to Witch Town. Sanders glanced at the platform sign and said directly.

From beginning to end, Sanders didn't ask Ingres for advice on the illusion.

Sitting in the carriage, Ingres was apprehensive in his heart: "Mentor, the witch town in the fantasy world is actually very far from the witch town in the nightmare world, and there are very few witch towns I have visited, all of which are my own imagination. ”

Sanders didn't say anything about it, but instead commented on what he had seen so far.

As Grea said, for now, Sanders didn't find anything wrong with this illusion, and the environment of this mountain forest was so rich that there was almost no logical error to be found.

However, Sanders still found some familiar places: "This mountain forest, there seem to be some landforms similar to fairy tale world, you borrowed the terrain there, right?"

Ingres nodded, the landscape here does borrow from part of the environment of the fairy tale world, but in fact, there is a large part, such as the smooth asphalt road, as well as the stop signs and small kiosks on the side of the road, all from the movies of the earth's civilization.

"Your observation skills are good, and letting you go out is very helpful in the construction of your illusion. Mountains and rivers are the best mentors. Sanders was very satisfied with Ingres's comprehension, and until he reached a certain level, the fantasy still had to conform to the law.

Arriving at Witch Town, Sanders raised an eyebrow, not expecting the Nightmare Realm to be here. Moreover, Ingre's separation of the illusion into different regions is also an interesting technique, somewhat similar to the regional distribution of the Nightmare Realm.

Along the way, Sanders didn't speak, but carefully observed Angels' vision.

Although his face was expressionless, there was still some imperceptible admiration in his eyes. The ability to integrate the sense of the Nightmare into the illusion is probably something that only Ingres can do, so real, so relevant, and so fit.

It is estimated that every wizard, even a true wizard, can't help but be amazed when he sees such an illusion.

Sanders took a long walk around the Witch Town, and also experienced Grea's original horror and horror. For this long-lost horror, Sanders has only one comment on it: "Your talent allows you to cooperate with the illusion and manipulate the emotions of other people in the illusion, but the upper and lower limits of this emotion are calculated based on your personal experience." ”

"The horror I experienced just now is that you think you should have such a horror reaction and level of horror, and using your standards to define other people's tolerance to horror will make your illusion greatly reduced. ”