The illusions performed by the illusion faction in witchcraft are divided into five types: false illusions, hallucinations, psychic hallucinations, phantom hallucinations, and phantom hallucinations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Among them, the Phantom Illusion creates mental images that can only be felt by the caster and the receiver. This impression exists entirely in the mind of the recipient and is a personal impression. Byron "recalled" this knowledge from the [Basic Magic], and was relieved.

The passage of time in one's own spiritual world is far lower than that of the real world, and unless one falls into the turbulence of his mind, he will stay here for a day, and the outside will only be a stunned effort.

Byron looked at the sidewalk that stretched into the distance beneath his feet, and almost instantly, the original valley was gone, replaced by a cluster of buildings towering into the clouds, and the shuttled aircraft in the middle of it sprang across the sky like a meteor shower.

Byron, dressed in linen, looked out of place, but he nodded in satisfaction, and walked to the park by the sidewalk, where an old man was walking with his hands behind his back.

Byron quickly cheered up, smiled professionally, and leaned over......

Inside the burial chamber

The stone of the statue of the Angel of the Eternal Dead peeled off the stone, revealing the white jade skull inside, and she turned her head to Byron, the soul fire in her eyes gradually turning red.

Soul Frontier

The young man of the garrison rubbed his eyes, and in the flowery thorn bushes in front of him, the golden wavy curly-haired girl raised her head, and the soft light of the early morning spread on her gentle cheeks. She smiled at the young man, held a flower, and walked up to him from the brilliance of beauty.

The young man could barely breathe as he looked at his radiant face.

"Alan, is this flower pretty?"

He nodded subconsciously, but why was he here? Obviously, he was chased by several skeletons and panicked, and then met one, the Angel of Eternal Death?

The girl stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Allen: "Allen, what are you thinking?"

Alan came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, and took the pink flower that the girl handed over. In the hallway of the manor behind her, two maids were looking at him nervously, and one of them turned around and hurried towards the main building.

Soon, the baron's angry figure rushed to the balcony of the main building of the castle, and he roared angrily: "Alan, you bastard, don't get out yet!"

Then his gaze crossed over to Allen, stared at the butler standing in the hallway, and continued to yell, "Butler, drag him out!"

The girl smiled apologetically at Allen, and several of the guards had already come over.

"Alan, don't let me do it, get out of here. ”

"Don't be whimsical. ”

The young man squinted at a few noisy guards, and walked towards the outside of the manor, and several of them were instantly angered by his attitude of no one in his eyes.

"Choke. ”

They drew their swords, ready to teach the above-eyed creature a lesson. The girl rushed over.

"Alan, you go. The girl pushed the young man out of the manor, and the guards reluctantly put down their swords, for fear of hurting the noble lady.

The baron was crying upstairs without tears, and the butler glanced sympathetically at his master and shook his head—what happened to his doting daughter.

After the two reluctantly parted outside the manor, the town shrouded in darkness in the distance appeared in Alan's eyes, but it was a clear morning in the manor.

He pulled the short sword out of his waist, and although he didn't want to admit that he was a member of the town, Eren was indeed born in this town, the son of a stonemason, huh.

He descended the gentle slope of the main road, and several white skeletons staggered over.

The young man's face was a little ugly, but he soon realized that the skeletons were not as difficult to deal with as he had imagined, and he kicked the skeleton in front of him over, and the dry bones behind him fell to the ground.

Don't miss the opportunity!

He rushed forward, sword at a time, as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

However, more skeletons were coming out of town, and they soon "looked" at Allen, and they all staggered over.

The young man frowned, there were too many monsters, so he took a step back decisively, preparing to go to the castle to move the rescuers.

Alan turned around, and the castle behind him didn't know that it had disappeared from above. Instead, there was a lush forest of red pines, and in the distance there was the roar of a black bear, faintly heard by the wind.

Fine cold sweat began to appear on Allen's forehead, what was going on?

Before he could think about it, in the dense forest, a brown bear had fallen on all fours and rushed out from under the dirt slope in the distance.

It sniffed in the air, then turned its fluffy head around and stood up, snarling angrily at the man who had trespassed into his territory.

The young man felt his heart jerk to a halt for a second, and then beat violently again.

Yes, this bear, he's seen it.

Just then, when he was 10 years old, his father's last smile disappeared under its claws.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his head with his hand, let out a long breath, and then rushed towards the bear with his short sword.

Die! All he had left in his head was this last cry.

Sam looked at the chubby little hand and shook it vigorously, with a look of resentment on his face. Then, two big hands pinched his pink little face and laughed happily.

The man laughing in front of him was his father, but the old man had been dead for so many years that Sam couldn't even remember what he looked like.

I didn't expect him to appear in front of me again, but now he is just an unweaned baby.

Suddenly, Sam's expression moved, and his face turned red.

The man in front of him screamed in a fuss: "The little guy is peeing again!"

Sam buried his head deep in his chest in shame, and a chubby woman stepped out of the room, smiling and changing him into a pair of panties.

It was his mother, still as gentle as she remembered.

The woman picked him up, and warm memories welled up in Sam's heart.

Sam felt his eyes redden, but he quickly adjusted his emotions and began to condescendingly observe his surroundings from the woman's arms.

It was his broken wooden house that hadn't changed in decades, and the objects in the room still didn't look the same.

It's just that the long sword in the corner of the wall makes him care a lot, it is his long sword, and unlike the short sword provided to the garrison, he personally prefers the long sword, which he bought at great expense from the grocer, that is, Amos.

The woman coaxed him, then put Sam back in the crib.

He lay down with his eyes pretended to squint for a while, and immediately got up again, the wooden fence around the crib was a bit high for him, but it wasn't a problem.

The round sticks between the wooden fences were polished smooth, apparently by his father's handiwork. But this is not the time to "thank" him.

They apparently didn't think about the fact that a baby who couldn't climb could actually stand up, so Sam struggled to get up, put his head on the crossbar of the wooden fence, and after a moment of gasping, he began to try to climb over the baby's "prison".

When Sam and Alan were struggling to survive in the illusion.

Byron sat on the couch and chatted happily about the non-existent episode while watching the blank TV with the owner of the room.

After the two laughed again, Byron finally had the idea to knock the owner unconscious.

No sooner had he come up with the idea than a mechanical synthesized voice rang out in the room: "Malicious brain waves detected, intensity [10]".

In the stunned eyes of the homeowner, Byron licked his face and sneered as he tried to throw the pot at the mosquito.

Byron frowned, the smile on his face frozen. He sat up straight, a feeling of foreign invasion rising from the bottom of his mind, and the owner of the room fidgeted, ignoring the question for a moment.

Hundreds of meters in the air, the glamorous angel of eternal death stands on the outer ring at the top of the building, which is composed of two transparent rings, supported only by a silver-white metal frame between the rings, and the shelves are made of transparent glass.

The angel flapped his black wings behind him, and a faint look of worry appeared on his angular face. She said softly: "Clock nirvana, mechanical realm. ”

A crystal clear robot flew through the sky, and under its transparent shell, the electronic eye and sensors simultaneously scanned the presence of angels, so it flew over.

Wildly transmitted data flows through its body.

"Scanning......

"Identification ...... in progress"

"Identity unknown, rescan ....."

However, in the angel's opinion, the robot was just standing in the air, far away from her.

The angel remained aloof, but she knew that these dull-looking steel bodies were intelligent. She didn't want to get entangled with it, so she flashed a few times in a row and disappeared into the endless high-rise buildings.

Soon she saw a human inside through the glass window outside the building, lying in a "coffin" filled with liquid, but the slightly heaving chest let the angel know that it was a living creature.

The angel flew over, and the glass on the surface of the building instantly melted into liquid.

The human opened his eyes at the same time, and a mechanical voice in the room whispered something, followed by a violent alarm.

But it had nothing to do with what the angel was going to do, and she reached out, and the naked man flew through the melted coffin, hovering in front of her.

She placed her hand on the man's head, and some basic rules, language, and fleeting memories flooded into the angel's mind, and then her face changed dramatically.

The entire soul realm was in turmoil, and the angel turned around, and meteors kept streaking across the sky in the distance, and finally hovered in her field of vision, which was a robot that looked like a touch.

They all said in the same mechanical voice: "Your actions have violated Article 450 and ...... of the Constitution."

Finally, they conclude: "You have the right to remain silent, but what you say may be used as evidence against you in a trial." And you have a ...... to meet with a lawyer."

The angel flapped her wings slightly, and a powerful air current blew the robot in front of her to the ground, and then she flew up and rushed out of the building.

However, she soon discovers that the faster she flies, the more robots follow her.

There were even some robots that flew up to her and did not attack her, but instead stretched out black "wooden sticks" around her and poked her. There was a rare twitch on the angel's cold face.

Byron sat on the couch with great interest and watched the TV that finally had a picture. The group of robot reporters almost poked the microphone into the angel's face, and some of the robots even shot a laser from their bodies, shattering the angel's scattered hair, so even the types of elements on her body were listed in the upper right corner of the screen one by one.

Byron estimates that this angel's intestines are repentant, and it's okay to bully ordinary people like Sam and Allen, who have lived in small towns all their lives, and they can only cry and faint in the toilet when they meet visitors from other worlds like themselves.

During the pursuit, the angel, who had destroyed a large number of buildings, was quickly suppressed by the robots in the back who were in full swing with lasers.

After being affected by the infrasound weapon again, the angel's chest was pierced.

She slowly vanished as she fell from the sky. Byron's world also began to crumble, and he stood up, everything around him reduced to nothingness.

In front of him stood the angel of eternal death, who was looking at Byron with cold eyes. On the left and right are the unconscious Alan and Sam, who is looking blankly at this piece of nothingness. The four of them stood on the four nodes of a circle, and then the circle dissipated.

Byron blinked, and woke up from the illusion, the wick of the oil lamp still had a little spark that had not burned out. The angels of eternal death, the rune circle, these are gone. The burial chamber was still dark all around,

He touched the wound in his heart, and then glanced at the unchanged experience value with some unpleasantness, feeling the deep malice from the world.

Byron stood up with his sword in his hand and took a step forward. There was a heavy panting in the darkness, but he didn't stop, but groped his way to reopen the double door, and the dim light from behind the door shone in through the hallway.

He stepped forward, then slammed the door shut. and plunged his sword into the brass latch. Then Sam slammed on the door, and he slammed it on the door, yelling, "Byron, what are you doing?

Byron took a step back, and the door was slammed by Sam, but it didn't move.

"Byron, open the door!"

Byron took a few steps back, then said, "Sam, where's Amos?"

Sam was silent for a moment and replied, "Behind me, there are too many skeletons, and Amos is reluctant to leave for those treasures, but I'm not the kind of person who only wants money, so I have to run." ”

"I'll admit that I was cowardly and abandoned my companions, but you also know that my swordsmanship can't beat those skeletons. ”

Byron laughed, "Sam, you don't have to take me for a fool...... What about Alan? Did he wake up?"

Sam immediately understood Byron's thoughts, and wanted to find one more person to confront him, but he touched Allen, and he was no longer breathing.

Sam whimpered in pain, "He's dead." ”

Byron pouted: "Don't pretend, I was suspicious of you back in the goblin cave." ”

Sam fell silent, his back to the door, the sound of squirming footsteps in his ears, the movement of skeletons.

The spirits of the dead are still in pursuit.

"Hey, Sam, is Amos really dead?"

"It's dead, yes, and Ariel," Sam chuckled, and it felt good to have someone to bury with him.

Byron laughed too, but it was an angry retort, "You don't have to come out for the rest of your life, Captain Sam." ”

There was a roar behind the door, and Byron thought he was going to bang on it again.

There was a loud bang, and the whole door shook a little, and a few fine lines appeared at the junction between the wall and the door. Byron was startled, such a huge impact, unless Sam sprinted 100 meters and hit the door head-on, it would have such an effect, right?