At this moment, Mu Yu felt that the surrounding scenery instantly became blurred, and his body seemed to be swept away by an invisible torrent, and everything around him was drowned in a void illusion.

There is a sea of wind, a mural of sound, a labyrinth of light and shadow. The wind roared like the roar of ten thousand beasts, sweeping from all directions. Mu Yu felt as if he was being pulled by the hand of the wind, constantly flying in the illusion. His gaze swayed in the wind, as if dancing with the whole world.

Mu Yu stood in an endless white mist, as if he was in a world above the clouds. There was no direction in front of him, no signs, only this misty, endless void. His feet seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to move, and could only allow this strange sight to unfold before his eyes.

Although Mu Yu was a brave and resolute person, at this moment, he could not hide the fear in his heart. He had tried to shout for help, but the voice dissipated in the air and did not provoke any response. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down, at this point, he had to rely on a cool mind to find a way out.

Mu Yu is handsome and tall, with black vertical hair and deep eyes. He is usually firm and confident, but at this moment, his eyes are full of confusion and helplessness. He looked around, trying to find any flaws, any clues that could lead him out of this illusion. However, there was only a white mist all around, stretching all the way to the end of the line of sight.

Mu Yu began to feel hopeless, he never thought that he would be in such a desperate situation. He thought of family and friends, the familiar faces who had accompanied him through life, all waiting for him to return. His heart was filled with guilt and longing, and he couldn't imagine that he would be trapped in this illusion and unable to return to them.

At this moment, Mu Yu suddenly noticed a slight movement around him. He turned his head and saw a butterfly glowing golden flying from the mist, perched on his shoulder, as if to convey some kind of message to him. Mu Yu hesitated for a moment, and then carefully followed the guidance of the butterfly.

As the time of walking forward became longer and longer, Mu Yu gradually saw some points of light in the mist. Those points of light are like scattered stars, emitting a soft glow. As he approached one of the points of light, he saw a fox with a golden glow coming out of the light. Its crystal clear eyes looked at Mu Yu, as if telling something.

Mu Yu was shocked that this fox actually had the same face as the person he missed in his heart. He looked at the fox carefully, his heart filled with endless sadness. At this time, the fox spoke: "If you want to get out of here, you must find your inner strength. ”

Mu Yu was stunned, this fox could actually speak. He subconsciously took a step back, but then plucked up the courage to ask, "My inner strength?" What does that mean? ”

The fox continued, "Deep within you, there is a power that can help you escape from this illusion. Only by finding this power will you be able to overcome the illusion here. ”

Mu Yu progressed along these subtle rifts, gradually finding the weakness of the illusion. It was a forgotten rift in time, and it emitted a faint light, as if to tell Mu Yu something.

Mu Yu stopped in front of this rift, he knew that this was his only chance to break through the illusion. He took a deep breath, then jerked through the rift.

In an instant, he felt a change in his surroundings. That endless darkness and abyss suddenly vanished, replaced by a bright and familiar sight. This is the world he is familiar with, the reality that he has been away from for a long time.

He stood still, unable to believe what was in front of him. He looked at his hands, and his heart was filled with excitement as he saw that the skin that had been worn out in the illusion was healing.

Suddenly, a strong beam of light shot out from the wind, approaching Mu Yu. He didn't have time to dodge, so he had to resist. Just as the beam of light was about to hit him, Mu Yu instantly turned into a cloud of green smoke and escaped from the gap in the beam.

Then he saw the werewolf mage, who was sneering at him coldly in the distance. It stretched out its arms, palms up, and a black vortex gradually expanded in its hands. It was a stronger, more evil magical force that was gathering.

The air tensed up instantly, as if a silent storm was brewing. A hint of cunning flashed in the werewolf's eyes, and he opened his bloody mouth and roared at Mu Yu. With this roar, the earth seemed to tremble, and the blades of grass around it trembled.

However, Mu Yu was not afraid of this, his eyes were full of determination. He stretched out a hand, palm up, as if inviting thunder and lightning from the sky. Suddenly, a beam of lightning fell from the sky and landed straight on the palm of his hand. He held the thunder and lightning tightly, and the crackling sound jumped in his hands, as if a mass of life was jumping in his hands.

He took a step forward and threw the lightning bolt in his hand towards the werewolf. The thunderbolt streaked through the air in a dazzling trail of light, like a lightning snake. When the lightning strikes the werewolf, there is a loud bang in an instant, accompanied by a burnt smell. The werewolf was knocked back a few steps by the lightning, and a hint of horror flashed in his green eyes.

However, Mu Yu did not stop because of this, and he gathered thunder and lightning again. This time the thunder and lightning were more powerful and ferocious. He threw the lightning at the werewolf, and the lightning drew a long trajectory through the air before hitting the werewolf accurately.

The werewolf roared angrily and pounced on Mu Yu. Its eyes shimmered with cunning and cruelty, and its stiff fur seemed to be gilded with a silver sheen in the light of lightning. Mu Yu stood motionless until the werewolf was about to touch him.

He swung his right fist quickly, and the electric elemental in the air seemed to respond to his call, converging on his fist. A blue ball of thunder formed in an instant, accompanied by a crackling sound, and struck towards the werewolf. The werewolf was shaken back a few steps by the power of the thunderball, and the air was filled with a strong smell of electricity and the smell of werewolf hair burning.

The werewolf roared, and this time it no longer attacked recklessly, but cautiously observed the herding rain. Its eyes were full of vigilance and anger, and this human had presented it with an unprecedented challenge. Mu Yu swung his fist again, and this time the thunderball was bigger and brighter than the last time.

Around Mu Yu, the air seemed to be jumping, as if singing a piercing hymn. The thunderball is so powerful that it can even cut through the air, creating ripples that are visible to the naked eye. It was a formidable force, but Mu Yu was not afraid.