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-- How is reality prescribed?

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He couldn't feel his breath, he couldn't feel the touch of his hands or any corner of his skin, but even so, Lance still threw murderous and hostile energy at the black shaman in front of him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the matter, it's rare to be silent?"

Calelence's mocking voice was clearer than usual, and it made him even more convinced.

"Are you suspicious? Doubt that this is still the illusionary world that I dominate? I have to say that it is a very wise judgment, indeed, there is still a slight difference between this place and the real world, but ...... Your eyes have told me everything, you, don't you want to see me so much?"

The muffled words turned into a deeply boring yawn, and the black shaman's neck hung unnaturally as if he had fallen asleep.

Time flies by at this moment.

"It's boring...... If the trick is debunked before the end of the story, the fun of the end will be less than half. Why, why are you so 'sensitive'? Why, why are you so 'sensitive'? Why, with your 'ability' you can't detect it, could it be that old immortal fellow of Warnes who has done something on you that I can't even detect? No, it's not like that, what is the reason, can you please tell me personally, my friend? Oops, I almost forgot. ”

The next moment, an ambiguous smile appeared on the face of Calerence, who was suddenly noisy, and there was no doubt that there was only one figure in his eyes when he squinted.

Lance, the only person in the world who regards him as or used to regard him as a "friend".

――The so-called illusion, which is what is planned by the people?

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Clam up.

Although the physical restraints were lifted, Lance, whose eyes were as cold as ice, did not immediately start moving, but suddenly closed his eyes, opened his arms, raised his head, and quietly felt the flow of the elements around him.

"Very, nostalgic, nostalgic?" Speculating word by word about Lance's thoughts at the moment - this was actually a meaningless move, Callelens put his shriveled index finger on his chin, but in an instant it changed into a child's posture, "Or are you just angry at my disrespect to your teacher? Hey, don't be angry? I'll apologize to you, okay?"

With his tongue on his purple lips, the "infant" black shaman pressed his other hand onto the "magic sword", a long sword that was somewhat disproportionate to the body, as if trying to do something.

But he didn't do it after all, because the man he was concerned about finally made a move.

Relaxed his stretched neck and opened his eyes, so that his gaze was re-projected on the other party's face, and all the murderous hostility and other things were retracted at this time, but the magic power on Lance's body was more abundant than ever.

He took a step forward, and then, softly, said a word.

"My friend Calelence, you're stubborn. ”

It was this sentence, a simple sentence that made the black shaman stunned on the spot.

"You...... Say I'm stubborn? huh...... Why should I be called stubborn by someone as stubborn as you? You ...... Wait, could it be you?"

The expression of surprise changed drastically in an instant, something that had never appeared on the face of the black shaman.

It seems to be fear.

"Whew...... Am I not right? You, not only stubborn, but also very willful, casually treat me as a 'special being' and the like, doesn't it seem cruel to the life you regard as an ant?"

Compared to Calelen's terrified expression, Lance was smiling, as usual.

"Hah...... That kind of thing, stupid person, you're a different person!...... Lance's flat smile made the black shaman instantly understand how pale his explanation was, "yes...... You want to prove me wrong?"

After a cold snort, everything around him was engulfed by the shadow of greed, and in the next second, a flash of light flickered in the pitch-black world, and the scorching white light burst out from a point, opening up the realm of "life" in the restless blackness.

It's still an illusion, a false world created by the unpredictable illusions of the Black Shaman. Everything is fake, the walls are fake, the land is fake, the sword-wielding Shadow Demons lined up in a row are fake, so are the fallen Shi Lijie and Shikari and the others, even the Lance standing here is fake.

――So, are you "real"?

Lance suddenly wanted to ask him, but an impulse flashed through his mind, diluting the thought and putting it out of his mind.

-- That's it.

"Calelence, you should be tired of playing the 'play house' game, right? I'll just accompany you here, okay?"

In the world of light that confronts the shadows, Lance's vague figure is gradually revealed, but under the impact of light and darkness, his figure seems somewhat small and fragile. But his expression was so strong.

The words are like coaxing a child.

"What the hell are you talking about......

However, in the whirlpool that rose in the darkness, it was not a childish tone that responded to Lance, but an old, hoarse voice.

"It's useless to disguise yourself in that form, Calelence, your thoughts are too easy to guess compared to that devilish mind and ability...... Really, what am I talking about...... Obviously, you have been playing all over the game until now. ”

Lance's smile grew brighter, but instead, in the midst of the whirlpool, Calerence became silent, and there was no response.

"Anyway, it's over. Ha, although you let yourself hide in the shadows, I can still see your expression clearly at the moment...... Haha, it's a bit embarrassing to say such a thing, I don't know where to put my hands. ”

As he said, Lance, who was a little at a loss, looked left and right for a while, and finally took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, and-

"Die, you bastard-well, how can the final 'farewell' be so vulgar? haha, did it fool you?"

It was not like the anger that was disguised and stopped abruptly in the middle of the way, and Lance, whose tone suddenly became brisk, slowly pressed the palm that had stopped swinging wildly to his heart, and then said solemnly:

"Goodbye, Calelence. ”

In the next second, the light vanished, and the darkness reigned again.

Just like it was at the beginning.