The dark view is endless.

The Wind Demon looked down at his body and found that he had not been damaged by the magic, and that all his limbs were in the same state as before. It's just that nothing can be seen in the dark vision, and although the arm forged with magic can feel its presence, it can't see the light of magic. He tried to speak, but found that his throat was vibrating but he didn't hear anything.

Other than that, the Wind Demon didn't feel any discomfort, and after calming down, he even laughed at Han Tuo's magic for having an exaggerated appearance but not matching the strength.

So he wandered around looking for a way to break through this magic, and in his mind, it was an enchantment magic that would inevitably leave some flaws somewhere.

Yet no matter how he looked, there was only darkness, darkness, darkness as far as his eyes could see.

Gradually, the loneliness spreads all over the body like an ant's bite, gradually, the preserved rationality begins to slowly crumble, and gradually, the negative emotions in the heart begin to swell like a sponge in the water.

After that, the Wind Demon even lost the concept of judging time, and in the period of time he had spent before, he couldn't tell if a second had passed or a year had passed. I can't see anything, I can't hear anything, I can't say anything. The only thing that has been preserved is the touch that can only be felt by touching oneself.

"Ah...... Ahh Ahh!!h

So, in order to confirm his existence, the Wind Demon only sought clarification by tapping his body again and again. As I don't know how much time passes, the stimulation needed grows.

And then......

I can't see my own splattered flesh, I can't feel the temperature of my own blood. At one point, the Wind Demon wielded a dark blue spear and pierced his own heart.

[Seventh-Order Magic: Silent Hill]. It is a sensory illusion that deprives living beings of taste, sight, smell, and hearing, leaving only the sense of touch.

When the black tide dissipated, the ground was full of corpses of the demons, with different postures, but they all penetrated their hearts in their own way. Colorful blood flowed everywhere, and in front of them, Han Tuo inserted the [White Feather] that had returned to its original state into the soil, knelt on one knee with his sword, and passed out in such a position.

The dust has settled.

Anya looked at this Han Tuo blankly, wanting to say something, and then was shocked, and lifted [Jin Xia] and wanted to rush forward.

However, it was too late.

A gray figure had already rushed out one step ahead of Anya, the black dagger glittering in the midday sun, and the tip of the dagger was pointing forward, pointing directly at the throat of Han Tuo, who had passed out and knelt on the ground.

In the end, Ewell made the most conservative decision. Although it is more heartbreaking than the loss of a soulmate with a heart, it cannot leave hidden dangers for mankind.

And the kind of power he showed also made Evel unpredictable, because he was afraid of ignorance, and because he was afraid, he had to do everything possible to get rid of it.

Maybe it's really the Demon King, even if they were still fighting side by side before. Ewell thought to himself.

Nor can Iver be blamed for this, as a member of the national assassination force that has vowed to dedicate his body and mind to his country, the interests of the country are far more important than his own feelings. As a Kingdom Eagle Dog, Ewell undoubtedly made the right choice.

Anya tried to stop but couldn't, just as Evel's dagger was about to stab Hantuo's neck, and he silently said sorry in his heart.

A fierce aura of attack came from behind Ewell, causing his hair to stand on end in an instant.

Turn around, defend. It is a great shame that I am an assassin and that I have been silently touched from behind by others!

A palm made of red magic appeared out of thin air, grabbing at Evel. The color of the magic was neither dark nor light, and Ewell was stunned for a moment, but he quickly returned to his state. He tightened his body into a clump, and as his magic palm approached, he suddenly let go of his body when he reached an extremely dangerous distance.

Like a python coming out of a hole, one of Ewell's arms burst out, and the dagger in his hand stabbed at the red magic arm with the sound of breaking wind, piercing him back and forth without hindrance.

However, there is no real feeling of stabbing.

The moment the red flying magic palm touched the blade, it shattered like ordinary foam.

It's actually an illusion.,Such a realistic attack atmosphere is actually an illusion.。

Ewell jerked his head back, and a fiery red figure was passing towards the unconscious Han Tuo.

It was a fiery red girl, her long bright hair scattered behind her and fluttering in the wind, and her white robe wrapped around her body, matching the cat ears and long tail that appeared on her head and back, and the tip of her tail was still hanging something. Ruby eyes glanced at Ewell faintly, and then picked up Han Tuo's leg and picked him up sideways and fled to the woods.

The way of hugging was so ambiguous, the fiery red girl seemed to rub Han Tuo into her body, and the hug strength made Anya, who was watching not far away, twitch the corners of her mouth.

Ewell wanted to chase after her, but saw her cat tail sweep, and the white jar hanging on the tail was thrown out, instantly blowing up a large white mist. By the time Ewell used his magic to dispel them, the two were long gone.

Orcs...... Evel pondered.

No, it's not. Although she had cat ears and a cat tail, Iver rejected the idea when she thought of her ruby-like magic and illusions that escaped her senses.

On the continent of Gaidia, except for the [Terran], [Orc], [Elf] and the [Demons] they fight against have different color depths of magic, and the magic color of other races has no change in shade. Among them, apart from the [Divine Spirit Clan] and the [Flying Dragon Clan], the [Fairy Clan] in particular has the highest talent for cultivating illusions, and no other race can match it. They can transform into anything and can perform illusions on almost any creature with little detection.

The fiery red girl is a little more like the [Orc] or the [Fairy Clan].

“...... Chief mate. Ewell's calm voice came.

"Yes, Your Excellency. The middle-aged man with a strong personality under the gray robe stepped forward to answer while holding his injured right arm.

"Take everyone to Nolan City to rest, and I'll chase that strange boy. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. The middle-aged man lowered his head sincerely, but he couldn't hide his worried look, "...... Your Excellency, be careful. ”

"Understood. ”

Ewell set off, rewrapped himself in his gray robe, and rushed into the woods not far away, the grass clippings swept up as the boy ran.

Anya gritted her teeth not far away, just looking at her father, who was still unconscious, and the wounded people in the dojo all over the ground, she finally gave up the idea of catching up.

In the direction of Nolan City, the city guards finally heard the news and ran over with the sentry horse.

Layers of woods, the girl who was as red as a ruby looked at Han Tuo with a quiet expression in her arms, faded from the previous coldness, and revealed a gentle look like winter snow turning into water and spring breeze at the beginning.

And in the depths of the forest, the elven girl Lifa, her heart moved, and she looked at the dense jungle in the distance, as if there was a premonition that something was about to appear.

The previous story has ended, and another is about to begin.