Entering the secret realm of the snowy region and reappearing in the snowy mountain passage, Ke Li suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Maybe it's the low temperature that keeps the mind clear and focused on survival and practice.

Maybe it's hard work that gives him a level of proficiency that gives feedback, and when he doesn't have a clue, at least he can give him a clear direction for improvement.

If you ask yourself, the inability to develop effective offensive and defensive survival skills with extraordinary traits is indeed a source of trouble.

But when I think back to the difficult life and the struggle to give up on the edge, I feel that things are not so bad that I can't resist.

It was clear that he had been disturbed in some way, and he immediately returned to his state after leaving the environment.

"Could it be the distraction of inspiration from out-of-control? Is it subtly affecting mood and will, making people depressed or irritable? ”

Although the secret realm has been reset, the weather is very different from the last time.

The dark clouds are low, the birds and beasts are extinct, and Ke Li, who has studied in the snowy region for several years, knows very well that this is a sign before the arrival of a blizzard.

After the failure of the last attempt, the town below the mountain was shrouded in a hazy frost and mist, and there were still people faintly moving around the edges, but no matter how Ke Li tried, there was no way to teleport directly to it, at most to the edge of the town's woods.

"This is the ...... of anomalous collapse"

Corrie opened the Demon's Eye and tried to see through the mist.

He discovers that the Frost Fog is not a snowy town.

It is a completely unfamiliar city, which has never been impressed, and the level of urban architecture is obviously a grade worse than that of Medon.

The strange town is composed of fragments of scenes from the four seasons, and the figures inside are mutilated and hazy, and many broken and huge stone carvings can be seen.

"This should be a memory scene for Aromig and the down-and-out nobles? If I can get to the point and separate their remnants and minds from each other, and each find their own home, then there is a good chance that they will be stripped of the redundant and thus weaken the power of the Evil God's dependents. ”

"The premise is that they are willing to take the initiative to drill into the gem and accept my transformation, otherwise I can't do anything with that lump of mixed thoughts."

"Maybe the barbarians and the people of the empire have their own ideological tokens in their hands, and the information of Colkan and the club can complement each other like puzzle pieces, but they only tell part of the truth, and they don't give me all the core information."

"In that sense, though, I started out as a completely unrelated third-party passerby, and my goal wasn't the extraordinary objects or remnants of both, but the immense amount of proficiency and spiritual insight that the materials provided when they were crafted."

Colley observed for a moment, not seeing the danger in his inspiration and vision.

So turn on the gem energy protection, try to isolate the frost and mist and explore inside.

However, as soon as it moved forward, the frosty and misty scene began to recede, floating in the air like a mirage.

Reaching out to touch the building in the frost and mist, and touching the building with a tree branch, it is also a bubble of ice and snow without feedback.

"Is it really unusable? The gem energy is not consumed much, it is just an ordinary resistance to the cold. ”

Corrie creaked and trampled on the snow, like a herdsman on a giant marshmallow, pushing the entire frosty mist dozens of meters away from the town area.

As the push distance increases, the resistance becomes greater and greater, and if you move away a little, the illusion will slowly return to its original point.

Like the struggle and tug of war between the Aromig and the down-and-out nobles, no one will give in to anyone, but there is no battle scene.

"Not only is it untouchable, but even the original structure of the town no longer exists, and it has become a mere glade of ice and snow."

Alomig and the down-and-out nobles have been dead for many years, and have become a distant memory that many people no longer relive back to, and now they are only haunted by the dregs of the evil gods' dependents, and the tainted remnants of uncontrolled souls.

The remnant souls of the two showed strong obsession, which made Ke Li feel that there was an opportunity:

"Since the extraordinary trait doesn't work, why don't you give it a try? Try to understand their heart's wishes or wishes? ”

So Colly changed his attire, disguised his face with his fur coat, and stood on the edge of the frost mist and shouted, "Aromig, Aromig!" ”

The cries were faint in the blizzard, and at the same time, a strange sense of disobedience rose in the depths of my heart.

"What the hell is going on in this illusion? Is it to be pushed back to its true counterpart in the real world? I don't even know the way. ”

"Or change your mind, don't push it away, try to get it back?"

"No, no, you can't catch it, getting close to it will only produce a repulsive force that pushes it away, and even I can't figure out why that's happening."

"Maybe it can be a point-and-click puzzle game, try to get the time and the scene back on track, and try to find the difference?"

Ke Li excavates the memories and experiences of his past life, opens the Devil's Eye, and analyzes the correlation between the weather, the environment, the time, and the plot.

"Aromige came from a humble background, he should have started in a slum or a homeless man, and he died because he was backstabbed by a trusted comrade, maybe it was his pain and hatred that made the secret realm change, furious and merciless like a blizzard?"

If you treat all the remnants and thoughts as a kind of mechanical product that only knows the rules of obsession and does not know how to adapt.

Facing the wind and snow to push away the frost and fog, is this strong wind and resistance the essence of Aromige's reluctance to leave the snowy region?

Cooley didn't push the frost mist again, letting it return to its original position.

After patient observation and the Devil's Eye, he found that a certain edge of the illusion was exactly the same as the weather raging in a blizzard.

"Give it a try." Corrie climbed onto the snow-covered rocks and watched as the snow flew past him, coinciding perfectly with the drifting snow in the illusion.

The moment he stepped forward, the illusion didn't dodge backwards, and the voice of a half-orc sounded in his ears.

"The people of the empire looked at me condescendingly, and I realized that there was no glory and victory, and when they burst into cheers, there was only endless killing and death in the gladiatorial arena, and life was only a mercy and charity."

"I fell in battle after battle, and I was healed again and again, and my original skin gradually became the same as that of my companions, and I couldn't tell whether it was born with bark lines or scars from wounds."

"By chance, I was ransomed by a nobleman after my victory, and he asked me if I would like to leave the arena and follow him in pursuit of lofty ideals, and if I was strong enough to make a name for myself in the arena, he would be willing to rescue more of my companions."

"It's sad that some people, in the midst of fighting day by day, gradually forget that this was originally just a transaction, to believe in ethereal oaths and promises, to chase things that they simply cannot understand...... Maybe those people didn't look at me in their hearts. ”

The weather in the fantasy realm changes, and the weather in the secret realm also eases the wind and snow.

Corri had to jump off the rock, using his insight to find the next similar edge entrance.

With the experience of the first time, coupled with the ability to adjust the angle of the teleportation, the second search went much smoother.

"War and calamity are the main theme of this land, when the lord and the king are in need, he is like a wild dog that smells blood, leading the mercenary group to seize the opportunity to compete for merit, and add another merit to his own division and knighthood."

"I am a warrior and a weapon. But...... My companions didn't understand me, the barbarians didn't agree with me, where I belonged, I wanted to get a little recognition in the team, and luckily, they seemed to have finally accepted me. ”

The illusion seemed to shrink a bit, the entrance shifted again, and Corrie got up again.

"The snow has stopped? Is this trying to open or is it going to be more crazy? ”

Approaching the next edge, Corrie felt the illusion become a little unstable, and the seasonal rifts inside became more and more.

"Terrans and humans are different, Terrans seem to refer specifically to the Orientals, Imperials, and Ocean-going people who are close in height and skin color, the elves have their own race, and the other races are classified as orcs and half-orcs."

"To be able to bring people of different races together is a very charismatic thing for me. But for him, it was a burden that could never be dealt with. It seems that forcibly matching different races drains his energy, and he is often seen looking tired. ”

"I think his thinking has changed, he was confident and strong at the beginning, and he would strike decisively when he smelled the wind and grass, but now he seems to be quite anxious, often turning from one extreme to the other, so that the people in the mercenary group have some complaints about him."

"There is an elf who whispered to me in private that she felt that the regiment commander was sensitive and fragile, and sometimes it was difficult to support the overall situation, and even made completely wrong bad commands, causing many comrades-in-arms to be injured and dying, and not even giving decent compensation afterwards, causing some people to leave the regiment."

"It was then that I understood that his goal was only the aristocracy from the beginning. He was so bent on mastering power and command that he was not good at refusing to relinquish his power, and as his ranks grew and the nobles refused to keep their promises, he nearly collapsed. ”

"He couldn't believe that he had been tricked, it turned out that he and his brothers could only be exchanged for heavy armaments, so he wanted to get more military merits beyond his ability, and wanted to realize his ideals and revenge before the war was calmed down."

"That's it, in a hurry, he dragged everyone into hell, such an obvious trap, I thought he had a chance to win and enough to crack it before he chose to strike decisively, but the funny thing is that he only found out after he was seriously injured - he just didn't find out."

"I didn't dare to find out that the mercenary group has always been a plate of loose sand, and many people will only integrate into the team just to get away from the unbearable life. We can drink and work together and not be able to tolerate fatal decision-making mistakes. ”

The illusion distorted, and Korley noticed that the snow and ice around her began to melt, and the leaves of the trees began to take on the red and yellow colors of autumn.

Unless a massive element of fire is used to alter the climate, this scenario is simply not possible to happen in a snowy region.

"Is it a distortion of cognitive consciousness, or is the season of their death different? I even felt a little hot in my leather jacket. ”

Colly approached the next entrance.

"When did he change? I don't remember, Elder, that I have been horribly corrupted, and it takes a lot of energy just to suppress my anger, and please forgive me for the speed at which I speak, and if I am not sure that it is true, then I choose not to say it at all. ”

"I tried to explain to him the recent situation and the fact that we were on his behalf. As the laughter in the mercenary group resumed, I thought he would cheer up, but he was even more miserable in his hospital bed. ”

"My friends and I proved one thing with practical actions: he only wanted him to be the core of the team, he only accepted his imaginary victory, and once he began to make mistakes and failures, he exposed his extremely fragile will, and the death of his horse may affect him more than the death of his companions."

"In the early days, the intensity of the battle was low, there were almost no casualties, and at that time we were still talking and laughing, fantasizing that military exploits could change our identity and destiny. As the intensity of the battle grew, his words became less and less, his mistakes increased, and his abilities did not match his pride. ”

"I think it should be those imperial nobles who casually reneged on their promises, which have been destroying his sanity all along, making him feel that he is nothing more than a clown in the circus, a slave in the gladiatorial arena, and I see myself in him."

Korley found the next entrance again.

The ice and snow completely melted, the dark clouds were still thick and black, and in the blink of an eye, the torrential rain poured down, blurring the boundary between the fantasy realm and the secret realm.

It was only then that Kori discovered that the snow under the illusion was not an empty space, but a filthy battlefield where corpses, broken blades, and armor were buried.

This fertile, rancid land did not belong to the silent and withered snowy land in the first place, it was only the ice and tranquility that Aromig longed for.

"The mercenary group has suffered heavy losses and performed many miraculous feats, and the nobles have taken advantage of us, so we have provoked many enemies that are not easy to mess with. As a result, we had to move our positions everywhere, and some of our comrades-in-arms saw that the situation was not good, and they left decisively, returning to a place where the fighting was calm and relatively peaceful. ”

"He was badly wounded, and the elves' secret medicine did not completely cure him, and when it came to choosing a new horse, he habitually stuck in the past, and as a result, he fell again, and the healing wound opened again, and I saw despair and hatred in his eyes. I expected him to muster up the courage to have a big fight with us and explain any misunderstandings, but he just forced a smile and avoided talking about it. ”

"With the loss of pack beasts and convoy manpower, we have to replenish our supplies and find ways to recruit new members. We had to move away from enemy-controlled towns to search and trade supplies in remote villages, and search for resources to feed and heal in harsh environments. ”

The rain dissipated, the battlefield became real and muddy, and the images in the illusion were constantly distorted and changed.

"Someone took credit for our work, and we were forced to hide from XZ, someone tarnished our reputation, and we were never able to speak up. We're on the march...... Fleeing into a cavern littered with corpses and towers of skulls, a mysterious man emerges. ”

He said that he admired the mercenary group's courage and determination, and was willing to help the mercenary group start again and get the reward it deserved. And that cave is a demon's lair, and we must leave immediately, and once the demon breaks the seal and wakes up from its slumber, we will all be reduced to food. ”

Blessed by fate and avoiding danger, his mental condition improved significantly, and his body recovered much faster. The mysterious man seems to be a powerful extraordinary, so strong enough to suppress everyone, that even he can't find the slightest bit of critical feelings. ”

"I thought more than once that if I was strong enough, as strong as the mystery man, maybe I could conquer my friends in the true sense of the word...... Despite the aggressiveness of the word conquest, I really felt the mental change in the strong. ”

"I thought it was time to start over and get back into life. However, knowing that we were leaving the mountains and forests that our pursuers did not want to come to, the mysterious man took out a card and gave it to him, and told him to add his image to the card when he needed strength. ”

"I've seen cards in the elven soothsayer who pretends to be a ghost, and the same is true for the card in the mysterious man's hand, but it's drawn differently."

"The villain on the card is wearing a colorful and dazzling aristocratic dress, he holds a feather scepter in one hand, a golden reins in the other, half-ignoring the cliff ahead, strutting up his right foot, the injured puppy next to the villain has been barking wildly, trying to warn him of the danger ahead, the twisted and broken vines stay behind him, there is no machete in his hand, but there are some weird red and green marks at the corners of his mouth."

"I remember the card was called ......"

"Fool."