The super-shaped big feet were about to step on Teng Yun's rusty face. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info only, the other half of the latter's head is still buried under the shadow. The dark hours accelerated his thinking.

The young wizard remembered the poem of the Transfiguration Mage. If you look at things with only one eye, you will narrow your perspective. And with half of the brain bumping, some details that are easy to overlook pop out of the obscure corners...... But he didn't need that, he got inspiration, and he needed something else. Close a door, open a window.

He saw the reflection of the world, the world turned upside down, and he seemed to be falling into the endless sky, while the earth behind him was chasing after him. Such a landscape is not the original face of the world, but it is the original appearance of the world in the eyes of people.

Teng Yunshen turned off the ...... of flipping his vision Inertia.

The moonlight is the fire from the sun, which is reflected in the high water mirror, and through the cold and silent night, it comes to Teng Yunshen's side. The young sorcerer evokes its essence from the real illusion.

Teng Yunshen stared at the superstructure that was close at hand, his gaze ignited the fire of the sun, and the flames rose up, enveloping the two-headed body. The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, under the night light of the vast desert, the super-shaped has nowhere to escape.

The double-headed shell opened its large mouth, and its mouth was two irregular slits that could almost split the entire head into two lobes. It screamed loudly. However, the sharp evil wind blew up the fallen leaves all over the ground, but it could not blow away the gentle exposure of the moonlight.

It stomped on Teng Yunshen again, and the rusty steel body was slightly deformed under its brute strength. However, the mana of steel not only gives the wizard the strength to resist damage, but also the strength to withstand damage.

Teng Yunshen completely sank into the world of shadows. Strings of shiny bubble-like beads floated up quickly, taking away half of his mottled body.

The sentimental wizard remembered another poem. But before he could sketch a clear image in his mind, the evil wizard's devastating thoughts struck him. Even when he is hiding behind the shadows, he still has emotions, no matter when and where he is, even if he is quietly asleep, people are always thinking, so wizards can always find them.

The mana of his real name left Teng Yunshen. The moonlight fire left the two-headed superform.

Young wizards float and sink in the kingdom of shadows. His mind went blank, with only a little left to sway back and forth in the hollow. He remembered that he had left his hands behind, and when he saw the corpse of the mirror mage, a plan - maybe not a plan yet, just a small trick - took on a vague shape in the corner of his mind.

Teng Yunshen threw away the magic of the shadow. The superform, who had just knocked out two shapeshifters, turned sluggishly and stared at him as he approached from the darkness.

All kinds of emotions danced in Teng Yunshen's consciousness. He reopened the illusion of Mannerism's vision, and found the wand stuck in the opponent's instep before being caught by the superform. Race against time. Teng Yunshen threw chaotic emotions at the wand, and things without emotion may not be able to carry these energies, however, Teng Yunshen found the magic of mirroring in the metallic luster of the wand.

The superform rushed over without knowing anything.

Teng Yunshen took a step back uneasily. There was nothing behind him, but he had retreated to the end. The footsteps of the super-shaped are forged by a hurricane. The double-headed shell was about to grab him...... Teng Yunshen couldn't hide back in the shadow again, he had already chosen the magic of the mirror, so he had to give up the magic of the shadow.

As long as it takes one breath, as long as it takes one heartbeat, the super-form will tear Teng Yunshen in half.

The battlemage slipped and stumbled, clinging to the dead branches and leaves on the ground as if lying on smooth ice, and met the impact of the two-headed husk. He stretched out his arm and hooked his wand. Then, with a click, the double-headed shell stepped on his shoulder, and the hard bones became unsuspenseful shards.

Teng Yun took a deep breath. This time the breath was very long, and stillness spread out of his chest, glowing with an illusory light in the midst of endless pain. It felt like ...... Swallowed an entire volcano.

For the first time, Battlemages entered the world behind the mirror.

Teng Yunshen trembled and stretched out his hand, pushing away the light or dark lattices one by one. In time, he may be able to breathe in the void. However, at this moment, he could only suffer from suffocation in the false air, and he could not even scream.

Chaotic emotions crackled and stirred, like snakes rolling on a molten asphalt road.

Teng Yunshen walked up to the super-shaped mirror. In the mirror center of the wide-angle lens, it presents exaggerated proportions. Under the hazy moonlight, the mirror image swayed, as if it would turn into light smoke in the rain and wind at any time.

The battlemage continued to walk into the depths of the mirror. The mirrored world began to collapse and distort. The bright parts get brighter, the dark parts get darker, and the super-shaped mirror becomes clearer.

Teng Yunshen pushed those chaotic emotions slightly, which was as difficult as pushing away the big stone pressing on his chest...... But it's much easier than doing emotional removal surgery on yourself in the world of the mirror.

The super-shaped mirror image came to life. Emotions fill its unrealistic shell.

Teng Yunshen turned sideways to look at the world beyond the mirror, and he cast his concentration there. The desire to breathe burned in his lungs. He traveled long distances in the world of mirrors, across thousands of mountains and rivers, and turned away as if it only took a thought, just a thought. He belongs to the real world outside and is out of place here.

But he couldn't leave yet, and there was one last step left to destroy the superform. Thankfully, he still has time. The nature of the wide-angle lenses made the external time relatively diluted, and he had not foreseen this, which was probably one of the few consolations he had on this bleak day.

Teng Yunshen dragged the super-form towards the world in the mirror. He couldn't do this with his mirror mana, but he wasn't really trying to keep his two-headed shell in a fictional cage.

He just needed to make a big collision. He filled the mirror image with chaotic emotion, but also to increase the intensity of this great collision. He's going to make the superform go up in smoke.

The contact between the entity and the mirror image does not trigger mutual annihilation, and the mirror image is only a place for the entity in the mirrored world - however, this mirror is not the same.

It pierced through the soles of the double-headed body, and Teng Yunshen tied it to the body through the gravitational pull of the mirror. According to the rules of witchcraft, it became almost part of a two-headed shell.

Teng Yunshen also remembered the code of mirrors and mirrors.