The people in the control room were silent, surprised at the somewhat strange battle they had just seen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It stands to reason that with Lynch's natural ability, there should have been an extremely important battle in that scene room, but his shadow clearly showed something not quite right. Although it barely makes sense in terms of physical fitness, it inexplicably lost to Lynch's talent after a stormy offensive.

"You guessed wrong, Harris," said the woman next to Harris, "this is obviously not a forbidden demon power similar to the realm, otherwise a monster with a similar domain ability would not have any resistance to Lynch after the domain is lost, which is obviously unreasonable." ”

"It's just a possibility. Harris explained, watching Lynch crouch on the screen in front of a shadow that could no longer hold up and could no longer stand: "The role of the mirror image itself is to mimic the innate abilities of its subject, but it may also have its own innate abilities. Its physical fitness is obviously stronger than Lynch's, and its combat skills may also be stronger than Lynch's, so the possibility of the Forbidden Demon Realm still exists, but the consumption should be stronger than it imagined, so it will be vulnerable when the time of the Forbidden Demon Realm ends. ”

"It's possible. The red-haired young man who had awakened the seven talents before said: "This shadow may be a little different from what we imagined, maybe it chose to completely strengthen its skills - that is, the forbidden demon realm, instead of choosing Lynch's talent. ”

In this way, the people in the control room who were seriously discussing helped Lynch unwittingly round the whole incident.

......

Lynch crouched in front of the fallen shadow, stretched out his hands and broke the hand that was still clenching the dagger, and took it in his own, and then watched as the weapon dissolved into his hand, turning into cold, heavy black smoke, and then gradually dissipated.

The guy who fell to the ground didn't have any life, but his head was slightly raised, and the one in the center of his face was the same as Lynch's, staring at him with pure black eyes, and under the reflection of the white light behind him, Lynch could clearly see the distorted shadow reflected in the other party's eyes.

"What's the matter with your eyes. Lynch asked, "Do you have any of my abilities?"

The reflection lying on the ground chuckled under his breath and did not answer. The large hole in the center of his chest was still slowly expanding outward, but there was no blood flowing out, and there was no black mist.

Lynch saw that the other party no longer had the intention of talking to him, so he planned to test the roots of this guy himself.

He moved slightly towards the position of this guy again, and then cautiously reached out and reached towards the hole in the chest of this shadow, he was more curious about the body structure of this guy.

He didn't even know where the guy's voice was coming from.

"What are you doing!" the shadow finally couldn't help but speak again, his pure black eyes rolling around, still looking a little unwilling.

"Study you. It seems that the thing is finally willing to speak: "Since you are my shadow, do you know my name?"

"I'm not your shadow, Lynch. The faceless humanoid's voice became muffled, and its tone was so smooth that it was impossible to discern its emotions: "Look at the ground. ”

Ground?

Lynch looked to the ground.

It was only in his mind that he suddenly realized such a problem: in the fight just now, the long sword blades wielded between the two and the sparks that were drawn did not cause any traces on the floor here, and the same was true of Lynch's lightning just now.

"Huh?" he looked at the ground and couldn't help but let out a somewhat confused voice, "What does this mean?"

Lynch finally saw the shadow reflected in the ground again, and he saw his wounded self lying on the ground with a painful face, blood gushing from the large hole in his chest, and a faceless figure crouching beside him, surrounded by black mist.

"Hey, hey, hey......" In the reflection, the corner of Lynch's mouth cracked into a clown-like smile, and he opened his mouth to the faceless guy squatting next to him, "Of course, you are convinced of the possibility that you are real, but that doesn't necessarily mean that you are absolutely real." In my eyes, you are the one who is fake. ”

Lynch only felt that everything in his eyes was slowly blurring, and a small white dot lit up in the depths of his pure black pupils, and he saw from it what the future would be if he continued to sink like this.

Another Lynch was born out of the void and completely replaced him, his eyes glittering with stars, but his head exploded a moment later.

Illusions? It turns out that this guy still has the means to fight back. Lynch thought silently.

“...... So you should understand that the difference between the unreal and the so-called real is sometimes just an idea of yours, as long as you think that the world you live in is real, then all this can happen......"

The noisy voice was still whispering in Lynch's ear, and it was getting louder and louder, and in Lynch's blurred vision, everything around him was turning upside down, as if everything he had seen in the reflection before would become reality.

"Hmph. He snorted, and everything around him was distorted, and a huge vortex appeared out of thin air, crushing it all to pieces.

"Vortex of Illusions. ”

He only heard the words that were still in his ears suddenly stagnant, and an unwilling miserable cry sounded, and everything returned to reality again.

Lynch came back to his senses, and the body in front of him was reduced to nothing, and a small, black sphere like a glass bead stood out on the white ground.

"What is this. Lynch picked up the small pure black eyeball on the ground, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully, it was indeed very similar to the glass bead, hard and cold.

"So that's the reward...... Lynch knew what it was for the moment he held it, he chuckled lowly, put it in his pocket, and then stood up and walked towards the entrance.

He didn't need it, but he thought it should be available to others.

As for the magic of this room, Lynch is completely incomprehensible now.

As Lynch walked towards the entrance, several people in the control room around the stage also dispersed, and for them, the battle triggered by Lynch in this room should be the most inexplicable. Lynch crouched beside the monster, motionless, for a moment, and then the shadow suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared, very cooperative. They couldn't see anything else.

So what is Lynch doing?