Chapter Seventy-Seven: Illusion and Reality
"But there are no ifs. ”
Abdul-Jabbar, who is in reality, turned back to Asalivan and said that reality is reality, so cruel. But fate is like this, if it weren't for this war, Uncle Orc wouldn't have entered the Moonlight Glade, and he wouldn't have met the elf girl Raphael, let alone these adventures and battles in the future, and he wouldn't have known Esalivan, a human female mage. Perhaps time has its own order, and mortals cannot change it, just as they cannot change the fate that has already occurred.
"Alright, let's go, if this is a fantasy, then we have to find a way to get out. Maybe going to the end of the grassland is the way out. ”
Seeing Asalivan's sad appearance, Abdul-Jabbar said directly in a realistic tone, after all, no matter how beautiful this place is, it is also an illusion, and when time and space return to normal, he still has to return to that room, maybe the next moment, countless skeleton warriors have crowded the room.
The grassland is constantly changing, everything in front of me is beginning to move rapidly, those clouds are flying through the sky, the grassland begins to rain, and then it begins to enter winter, and then enters summer, the little people on the ground move rapidly, Jabbar knows, this is the end of the space-time tunnel, soon, he will be in another time and space, but where, Jabbar does not know, and Essalivan does not know.
Suddenly, everything in front of me was no longer a grassland, but back to the dark mage tower, but it was not in the room where Jabbar and Essalivan had just entered, but another corridor, which was surrounded by cold stone walls, and the obsidian floor, but it looked smoother and smoother, as if it had been walked by many people, polished into this smooth appearance.
"Where are we now?"
Essalivan began to show unaccustomed to the random and irregular time and space, perhaps fear, perhaps irritability, in short, such a change of illusion made the mage very confused.
"I don't know. Wait, look ahead, it seems to be Aisara?"
As Abdul-Jabbar finished speaking, he saw a gray-haired old man at the end of the corridor, with a staff in his hand, and the light was coming from the willow-like staff, like a flashlight in the corridor...... Abdul-Jabbar likes to be called that, even though Axalivan doesn't know what a flashlight is.
"Yes, that's him. But how did the Archmage end up here? Could this be another illusion?"
Looking in the direction Abdul-Jabbar was pointing, Essalivan saw the same scene, as Azhara was coming from the end of the hallway, running to be exact. There seemed to be an army of skeletons behind him. But this may also be a fantasy, and after so much experience, Axlivan can't even believe her eyes anymore.
"I don't see it, in a fantasy world, we can't feel the air around us and touch the environment around us. But here, we can, you look at this floor, this wall, I can even touch it. ”
Abdul-Jabbar said, placing his hand on the stone wall, and the cold temperature instantly came from between his fingers.
"How do you explain how we got here? I remember the last time we appeared in reality was in that little room packed with skeletons. ”
Asalivan wondered.
"I don't know, I'll go pick up the archmage first. ”
Seeing that Aishara was about to run in front of him, the old mage shouted loudly, Jabbar couldn't just stand like this, and a sea of skeletons appeared behind Aishara after graduation.
"Okay. ”
After deciding on this, Esalivan and Jabbar began to fight.
After Nccoolk's usual spell, Axalivan unleashed the Explosive Technique. Although there was no flashy spell performance, the fire spell exploded after touching the first skeleton, detonating the fire spell from the skeleton warrior's body, and the shattered bones quickly crashed into the skeleton pile next to the skeleton warrior, triggering a series of explosions, and in an instant, a dozen large and small skeleton warriors fell and fell apart.
"Magic is bull x. Lao * Zi risked his life to fight on the front line, and at best, he could only cut a dozen skeletons, and you can solve a dozen of them in an instant with one explosion spell. **, why am I not reborn as a mage?"
Seeing Esalivan's efficient killing, Jabbar began to envy and hate. However, jealousy didn't help, and Jabbar rushed up to slash the skeleton army with Azhara.
"Old man, why are you here?"
The first thing he said was that Abdul-Jabbar nervously asked Ishara, afraid that it was a hallucination again.
"It's not an illusion, Abdul-Jabbar, we're just at the entrance to another dimension, where the spiritual world and the real world are linked, so we'll be anywhere in this tower, but it's not an illusion, at most it's a different time. ”
Azhara wanted to explain more, but there were too many skeletons, and the Guardian of Light struggled to smash the skeleton soldiers in front of him with a wooden staff, and then drew his sword and began hand-to-hand combat...... Rub, a mage takes out an iron sword to fight, are you still not an algorithm? But Jabbar didn't ask much, and he didn't have time, there were too many skeletons.
"Abdul-Jabbar!"
There was a male human scream in the murky air, and if you listened closely, it seemed to be Leo's voice.
The sound of battle from the human knights was mixed with the roar of a giant bear, and apparently on the other side of the hallway, it was Leo and Gelman.
But now, Jabbar had no time to ask why everyone was here, and the orcs got carried away when they fought, and every time the muscles of his whole body were exerted, Jabbar's nerves became more and more excited, and a wild roar came from the depths of the orc warrior's throat, which further promoted Jabbar's anger. After all, he was reborn in the body of an orc and possessed the bloody nature of an orc's rage.
"Roar. ”
A wild roar erupted from the depths of Jabbar's throat, and with the powerful swing of the battle axe, the skeleton warrior in front of him was severed from the waist, and the skeleton was scattered to the ground, and the two eyeballs glowing with dark blue flames kept turning.
"Look at your sister. ”
When the skeleton fell, Jabbar's anger did not subside, and he directly made up for it with an axe and smashed the bones of the skeleton warrior into pieces. However, the long battle also made the orc uncle feel the soreness of his muscles, the battle axe kept waving in his hand, and the little skeletons fell one after another, these are some low-level skeletons with no combat power, pure cannon fodder. But defeating them is physically demanding.
Gradually, the shattered skeletons piled up into a small mountain, Leo and Jabbar were almost exhausted, and the Essalivan behind had already squatted on the ground to breathe, although the power of magic was strong, but the magician was not infinitely physical, although there was more magic energy in this tower, but Essalivan's weak body could not bear too much.
Eventually, piles of skeletons fell, but everyone's stamina was almost exhausted.
Counting the piles of corpses on the ground, there were probably more than two hundred skeleton warriors.
"What about the others?"
After the end of the battle, Abdul-Jabbar asked, dragging his tired body.
"I don't know, we're all separated, and Gelman and I also met in the corridor. ”
Leo gasped, staccato and gulped. Obviously, the physical exertion of the human knights is severe.
"We're going to take a break and we're about to hit the road again, the dark wizard at the top of the tower has artificially manipulated the magic here, and we'll encounter more illusions next, and many times we'll waste time on these illusions needlessly. ”
Azhara sat down to rest for a while, and continued to explain everything that happened here.
"Are all the visions we see real?"
Abdul-Jabbar wondered, because the visions he and Essalivan had seen earlier were so real that they seemed to be happening right in front of them.
"Yes, whether it is the past or the future, those illusions are real, and if there are scenes of the future in the illusions, then those scenes will definitely happen in the future. ”
In response to Abdul-Jabbar's question, Aishara continued.