Sweat left on Russell's forehead, and the biting coldness soaked his back.

Yes, no wonder.

No wonder, he felt that he had walked a long way today.

No wonder, there are few people on the road.

As Russell and Wind Chime discover the problems around them, the illusion around them completely collapses.

The towering astrological building is gone, the newly renovated brick floor is gone, the beautiful back door of the academy is gone, and the street lamps and pedestrians in the distance are gone.

Instead, all sorts of deformed, weird, twisted trees were layered, birds flew through the sky, and countless strange figures walked through the dense forest.

Russell finally figured out why Professor Opal had asked him to meet near the back door of the college instead of the office of the teaching building.

This was to match the effects of the Thorn Bird's illusion and psychic suggestion, introducing Russell outside the Academy.

When Russell walked towards the back door of the academy, he unconsciously walked out of the back door of the academy and walked into the depths of the dense forest, but he didn't realize that he had left the academy!

Professor Opal may not have realized that his mind had been implanted with the seed of the mind by the Thorn Bird—the seed of suggestion and manipulation.

Russell, who has always relied on his strong mental resistance, resisted the suggestion, hypnosis and dreams of an unknown number of times, and finally lost in the face of this existence standing at the apex of the Department of Mind and Illusion.

Professor Opal, whose eyes were empty and confused, also seemed to notice his own abnormality, grabbing his head with both hands, making a squeaking sound, as if he wanted to struggle.

"Sleep, Professor, you're already tired."

As a female voice whispered from behind the cascading trees, Professor Opal, who had just regained a little of his senses, his eyes hollow again.

He closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud, falling into a dreamless sleep.

Behind Professor Opal, among the trees in the forest, a lady walked out with graceful steps.

She was dressed in a black gauze dress, cold and elegant.

Just by seeing the lady's face, Russell recognized her at a glance.

The face is exactly the same as on the academy sculpture.

Fifth Grade Legendary Existence, Thorn Bird!

Russell's body trembled slightly as if he had been electrocuted, not normal fear, but his extrasensory perception was frantically alerting him to how dangerous the woman in front of him was.

Intuitive perception, don't call the police! Why didn't you call the police when I saw Mr. Principal at the same level? Or is this a question that Mr. Chancellor should reflect on? Russell secretly slandered.

Instead of looking at Russell, the thorn bird looked at Professor Opal on the ground, and saw that the handsome young professor in casual clothes was deep asleep, his chest rising and falling regularly from his breathing.

"It's ironic, a master who manipulates people's hearts is more likely to be confused by the abilities of the mind and illusion system. Dr. Birdbeak and Professor Opal, both of whom, are themselves transcendents in the Department of Mind and Illusion, but they are affected by their own professional powers. ”

After the thorn bird finished laughing, he looked up at Russell who was waiting for him and the frightened female ghost Wind Chime—if "soul can't give up" can be used to describe a female ghost.

"Brother Russell, you don't have to be too nervous.

"Professor Opal, though he fell into my trap when he discovered the memories of Dr. Birdbeak, was implanted with a psychic seed, and became my puppet without even realizing it.

"But I have interfered with his mind anywhere other than to lure you into the jungle. What Professor Opal had just said to you was all the truth, what he would have said. ”

Russell didn't say anything, just looked at the woman in front of him vigilantly, and quickly thought of all possible means of escape.

It's not in the Academy......

I have three contract spirits, but I don't even have one that is worthy of third-year strength......

Wind Chime hadn't finished absorbing the soul spar that quickly, but even if she was promoted to the third-year level, it wouldn't help......

Is there any way to contact Mr. Principal urgently......

The thorn bird didn't look in a hurry at all, and said with a gentle smile in a kind gesture of greeting the senior sister and the junior brother:

"To introduce myself, I'm the only fifth-year graduate of the Academy's Mind and Illusion major, and my code name in the Academy is Thorn Bird.

"Brother Russell, maybe you don't know me well, but I've been following you for a long time.

"Alas, what are you doing with your right hand in your trouser pocket, to touch your mobile phone magic device, to infuse the mobile phone magic device with spiritual energy, to send a message, and find Mr. Principal to save you?

"You should have figured out that this is useless, right? I've laid a curtain of prohibition and illusion around here, so that neither sound, nor light flares, nor electromagnetic signals can be transmitted.

"Why are you so disappointed and eager to swallow me? Isn't your usual image a cold-faced and indifferent beautiful boy? This expression is a bit ruinous, but if I take a picture and post it on the official website of the college, many people will be interested. ”

Looking at the woman in black widow clothes in front of her, the dusty memory of the wind chimes before her death was finally awakened, and countless hideous and terrifying pictures were intertwined in the mind of this female ghost.

In some scenes, the wind chimes see the thorn bird smiling at him, stabbing the sharp blade into his abdomen, pulling out the bright red intestines and throwing them into the pot, piercing the bone marrow with pain and despair as if it were yesterday;

In another scene, the Thornbird stands among the corpses and blood, stepping on the corpses of a classmate, scarlet blood dotting the woman's black gown;

In other scenes, the thorn bird mixes the crucible with the crucible red potion, and the rich smell of blood permeates from the crucible;

In her deeper memories, she heard the wind chimes whispering in her ear, telling her that everyone in the world, whether it was her parents and relatives, her classmates and teachers, had forgotten her.

In the midst of the darkness, Wind Chime hears a cry, her own cry of despair—she doesn't want to be forgotten, she died in the corner of the Thorn Bird's secret room, and even her parents and best classmates can't remember it......

The bloody scenes are like fast-moving movie clips, staggered and flashed, without logic and lack of order, like the most terrifying and profound despair engraved in the depths of the wind chime's memory.

The wind chime could no longer restrain his fear, and retreated sideways behind Russell, pointing at the thorn bird and trembling:

"I remembered, I remembered a lot. I am indeed a student at the Academy.

"It was this woman who killed me! She's not a nice person!

"Let's run, run! Russell: You'll be caught, brutally subjected to human experiments, and thrown alive into a boiler to become a medicinal herb! ”

(End of chapter)