Just when everyone was discussing and analyzing who exactly set up the forgery eye and why it was done.

Five stories away from the others, Clarke, who was lying in the basement, finally sat up slowly on the ground.

He touched his face and gasped violently.

"Ho ......"

The world around him was only dark, and he touched the bridge of his nose with both hands, but he didn't touch his eyes.

Even the eye sockets are gone.

Clark's fingers were shaking.

It's not just about losing your eyes.

If he just loses an eye, he can always get himself or transplant a new one.

But what he has lost forever now is one of his five senses, vision.

In him, even the very existence of the eyes was permanently erased.

But now, apart from knowing that he had voluntarily given up his vision and had taken the initiative to erase part of his memory, he couldn't even think of anything else.

After a brief mood swing, Clark regained his composure.

He sat on the ground, not in a hurry to get up, but tried to sleep for a short time, tracing the connection between himself and the wind demon.

After a while, he slowly showed a smile and said in his heart, "The connection buried in the territory of the Wind Demon Dream is still there. Only this time be a little more careful...... I must persuade the Speaker to help me get away from Ophelia. And that Thor...... Well, this incident must have something to do with him...... Somehow to get him out of ......"

The brief defeat didn't make Clark give up, and he had even begun to plan his next move.

It was not easy to become a fourth-order wizard, and it was not uncommon to plan for this for hundreds of years, if it weren't for the Stargate Council supporting him behind Clark, he wouldn't have thought of becoming a fourth-order now.

Similarly, now that an agreement has been reached with Stargate Speaker Alex, Clark will not give up on promotion.

He didn't even intend to change targets.

But just as Clark was reformulating his plans, a steady footstep suddenly appeared.

Clark tilted his head, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He didn't even notice the sound of footsteps in front of the basement door.

Not only that, but the spiritual power and magic fluctuations emanating from the other party's body were very unfamiliar.

He searched his memory, but found no resemblance......

No, there was one, although it was not quite the same, but this momentum once left a deep impression on him!

Clark stood up and faced the door, the scales in his mouth whispering outward.

"Go, Er, Sa."

Gorsa continued to walk forward unhurriedly, and as he moved, the shadow behind him gradually erected, extending to the gate, slowly closing the entire entrance.

All the light disappeared, and Gorsa slowly ripped off the rotten skin on his face, and the deformed Lian gradually recovered, returning to his original handsome appearance.

"I've been using this skin for a long time, and I can finally take it off."

He went from being a dry corpse wizard to being a handsome maniac critic of the Glow family.

It's just that the people present, one can't see, the other doesn't care.

Gorsa came to Clarke, her voice still gentle without much undulation.

"Long time no see, Clark. What was the last thing we talked about when we were apart last time? ”

Clark pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Gorsa waited for a moment and continued, "Oh, remembered. ”

He stepped forward and stood beside Clark, pressed against Clark's ear.

"I said at the time, if you provoke me again, you will be killed."

In the darkness, Clark's fists clenched instantly.

Clark and Gorsa hadn't seen each other for nearly a hundred years, and even he had entered the third order before Gorsa.

But the experience of the two when they were both second-order still left an indelible impression on Clark.

He even ...... I'm really scared of him.

"Gorsa, the other third orders are not allowed to enter the Borderlands." After a pause, he still couldn't help but explain, "What's more, when did I provoke you?" ”

"First question," Gorsa cocked a finger, "I'm second-order now. ”

He wasn't lying, at this time he was emitting pure dark attribute energy.

There is no trace of the characteristics of the Radiant Family.

"Second question. Don't you know, Thor is my student? ”

Hearing this, Clark knew that he couldn't be good today. He made a move in an instant, and milky white shell wind chimes suddenly appeared in the room.

These wind chimes are windless and automatic, and at the same time do not make any sound.

In the completely dark room, Gorsa naturally couldn't see them.

But strangely, Gorsa's figure instantly turned into a thin black shadow, and he accurately dodged all the swinging wind chimes.

Then, the shadow suddenly melted into the ground, like a real shadow.

There is almost no light, but the shadow is still there.

Clark couldn't see Gorsa's movements, but he knew that when he first made a move, the other party would definitely not rest.

He flew into the air the moment the wind chimes appeared, and then with his current maximum energy, he unleashed extremely pure magic outward.

It's just that this magic is silent, and it evolves into a terrifying force the moment it leaves Clark's spirit body.

"Jingle Bell Bell Bell Bell ......"

The wind chimes rang suddenly.

The environment hasn't changed, it's still the same room.

The light hasn't changed, and I still can't see anything.

But it has gone from reality to dream.

Clark fell back to the ground, "Now that I'm injured, you've limited your strength to the second order, and in comparison, I'm still the one who has the advantage. ”

Despite the dreams he had created, Clark couldn't see anything.

That's the price of losing vision.

However, Clark has adapted to the days without images, and he has begun to perceive the world using other perceptions, already with his unique nightmare powers.

In his dreams, he is the one in control.

However, after feeling the feedback of the dream, the corners of Clark's mouth tightened.

He did not find the existence of Gorsa.

After a moment's deliberation, he spoke, "There is not a little light in this world. ”

The already dimly lit room was even deeper.

"Without light, there is no darkness. How are you going to use the power of darkness in my dreams? ”

Clark suddenly got excited.

If he could devour Gorsa......

Even if he would offend the Glow family because of this, as long as he became a fourth-order, what could he do if he was offended?

He can completely build a new family and completely replace the glow!

However, as soon as he had a little conjecture, Gorsa's voice completely shattered his dream.

"Interesting, don't you know...... Am I the light? ”

A beam of light, like a giant searchlight, slammed into Clarke's face.

And behind him, a huge elongated shadow appeared at the same time.

"Light and darkness are never opposites, but symbiotic. If you can't even think about this clearly, even if you become a fourth-order, you will be trapped in this world forever. ”

Light and shadow move closer to the middle at the same time. The stronger the light, the darker the shadows.

The two gradually wrapped Clark together, and the latter didn't realize what Gorsa was doing until he was completely devoured.

"You want to blend...... You are crazy! ”

Clarke immediately tried to change the dream, but before he knew it, he was completely enveloped in Gorsa.

Light and darkness bend for a moment and rotate at breakneck speed!

Consciousness, cognition, emotion, and soul energy all turned into a huge vortex at the same time, completely distorting Clarke.

Three minutes later, Gorsa reverted back to her human form, and all the milky bells in the room were gone.

Gorsa's hands clapped and his eyes narrowed, "The simulated abyss vortex is really powerful." ”

The touch was wrong, and he looked down to find that his hands were actually fused together.

When he tore it apart with all his might, the flesh and blood parted with a "stab" and fell to the ground one after another.

But he soon turned into a black shadow and reintegrated into Gorsa's body.

"Hmm, the side effects are also very big, have you been polluted by the abyss breath in such a short time?"

Gorsa didn't care, "Then go to the doctor." It just so happened that I knew a very good little guy. ”

Yes, a certain reader guessed right.

Don't you want to be so sharp, TAT

(End of chapter)