"Saved?" Feeling consciousness returned, Brian said unsoberly.

That's what he'd like to see the most at the moment.

Open your eyes completely and come back to your senses. Brian saw two elders who had once been intimately familiar, but now turned into monsters, constantly attacking a young man with an illusory body.

But without exception, these attacks were like hitting the air without any effect.

"Borg, aren't you already ......" Brian couldn't hide his surprise at the face of the illusory character. Because the young man in front of him who was smiling at him was his friend, Borg Wallis.

Borg glanced at the strange scene in the room, flew over to Brian's side and said, "Something unimaginable has happened, like it is now."

"How did you become like this? What happened in your bedroom before? Brian seemed to have forgotten his situation, like an inquisitive child, and kept asking why.

After all, everything that happened today was too weird and too sudden.

"This matter is very complicated, let's leave first!" Borg moved away to give Brian a clear view of where he was.

Brian came back to his senses and remembered that he wasn't out of danger yet. He tried hard to stretch his arms out, but found that the power of the tentacles was not something he could shake at all.

Sighing, Brian said dejectedly: "I can't help it, you better go first!"

"No, there is a way!" Borg said emphatically again: "You can make a wish to me, it's not good to explain too much to you now, let's get out of here first!"

"Make a wish?" Brian frowned, his face blank, wondering if he had misheard something.

"You mean make a wish?"

"Yes!" Borg nodded in the affirmative.

At this moment, the Conrads, who had been attracted to it, gave up on the Borg and returned their eyes to Brian. Conrad's control tentacles tightened, trying to pinch Brian into a meat sauce.

"Brian, hurry, it's too late!"

Listening to his friend's shout, Brian stretched his neck from his tentacles with difficulty and made a wish: "I want the weird things in the room to disappear immediately!"

"Good!" A smile appeared on Borg's face, and he flicked his fingers and snapped his fingers.

The tentacles that filled the room began to retract into Conrad's body, and the madness in his expression subsided at the same time, and finally fell to the ground after the tentacles were all gone.

Lady Lydia, who was severely corrupted, lost consciousness directly, and the smell emitted became more severe.

Immediately afterwards, because there was no tentacle restraint, Brian fell to the ground safely, and said in shock: "The wish has really come true, it's incredible...... Whew, it feels so good to be alive. ”

After some emotion, Brian noticed that Conrad's chest was vibrating, and a card with a strange light cut through his clothes and squeezed out of his chest.

"What's that?"

When Brian saw the card, he was immediately attracted, as if he saw beauty and hope. He involuntarily stepped closer and picked up the flashing card.

The card is printed with a pattern of a gentleman with a straight figure, wearing a tie on his chest, a black tuxedo, his right foot slightly padded, a black top hat upside down in his left hand, and a thin stick on top hat in his right hand, looking down at everything with burning eyes, as if waiting for a miracle to happen.

"This is a magician?"

Before he had time to look at the cards, Brian suddenly lost his spirit, became exhausted, and fell to the ground weakly, falling asleep......

In a grand theater, the stage was full of spectators, who looked up intently at the red curtain in the center of the stage, waiting for the performers to appear.

Soon, the red curtain opened on both sides, and a well-dressed magician appeared in the center of the stage, his right hand resting on his left chest, bowing slightly, and bowing to the audience.

Then, a show that can be called a miracle began!

The magician's palms fly, and flowers, pokers, handkerchiefs, and other things appear rhythmically out of thin air from his palms......

Sitting in the audience, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to think, and could only open his eyes to observe, Brian watched everything in front of him intently, not daring to miss a single detail.

As time passed, the magic show was coming to an end, and under the magician's curtain call, Brian noticed something strange in his body.

The soles of his feet are melting little by little, and the symptoms are not stopping, they are still spreading from the bottom up.

He instinctively wanted to move, wanted to call for help, but found that he couldn't make any movements, so he could only wait quietly for his body to turn into thick water.

The magician walked off the stage at the end of the performance, and Brian completely melted at this time, leaving no trace in his place except for a pool of terrifying and strange blood.

The breeze blows, the curtains are lifted layer by layer, and the crimson full moon hanging in the sky is revealed.

Feeling the bitterly cold wind, Brian woke up from a thin white wooden bed. Breathing greedily into the air, he looked around and found himself in a small room of less than 20 square meters, with nothing but white painted walls and curtains for windows.

"What kind of place is this? What just happened was a dream? Brian looked down at the white sheets covering him and muttered under his head.

Suddenly, Brian jerked his head, and he found that some strange knowledge appeared in his memory, something he had never learned, but it was very clear.

Without exception, this knowledge is related to magic.

Through this knowledge, Brian knows how to perform and knows the mysteries of magic, which feels like he is actually a magician, not a talented language student who is about to graduate.

In addition to this, Brian had a separate piece of knowledge in his mind, and the meaning of this knowledge was a special ability.

Hide: Hide an item by touching it, causing it to disappear into sight. It's not really disappearing, it's just hiding the item. Hidden objects can also be revealed at any time.

"Hide?" Brian tilted his head and tentatively reached out and touched the white sheet, using his abilities on it. In the next second, the white sheets gradually lost their color and disappeared in front of his eyes.

At this time, Brian's eyes no longer saw any trace of the white sheets, instead of his legs, which had been covered under his body before.

"It's really gone, but the sheets still seem to be ......" Brian rubbed his hands together, and he could clearly feel the texture of the silk cloth.

After more than ten seconds, the white sheets gradually appeared in front of Brian's eyes again.

"Is it time?" Thinking about it, Brian touched the white sheet again, and the sheet disappeared again. Immediately after, the sheets reappeared.

This time it wasn't because of the time of "hiding", it was Brian who took the initiative to make the sheets revealed.

At this moment, he had an inspiration and thought of something related: "magic...... Magician...... Could it be that this extraordinary power comes from that card? ”