Raymond, who stepped into the main hall of the small building, vaguely heard the creaking sound of the door being reclosed behind him.

The absolute darkness of reaching out and not seeing the five fingers is generally instinctively intimidating or panicking, but Raymond, who simply closed his eyes and moved forward completely by his perception, although his perception was suppressed by a great deal of Cheng Dù here, he didn't seem to care.

Because he had entered this small building several times back then, although he could not say that he knew the facilities of all the rooms inside, after entering through the main entrance, he did not think that he could make a mistake after entering through the main hall and going up to the second floor of the office of Vice Dean Elton.

After taking ten steps and turning left, the sunken reception area was bypassed, and after continuing six steps, it crashed into a huge flower pot in vain!

Suddenly, the vines that swarmed from the flower pot did not have time to wrap around his body before they let out a whining scream, and were burned to ashes by the invisible flames.

Although Raymond, who was caught off guard, thought that he would encounter a collision, the vain attack of the plant still made him pause, but after hearing the faint sigh, he opened his eyes and his expression became happy, and he muttered softly. "If it weren't for the fact that there was a thunder tree in the hall, it would have been more appropriate to set a fire......

The muttering of anger was inaudible, but Raymond was in a happier mood when he heard it, but Raymond, who continued to move forward, soon found that there were new changes in the environment around him.

The faint squeezing force became huge, and his legs were as heavy as lead, but his eyes could finally feel a little light, and he could barely see the range of ten centimeters around his body.

Raymond guessed some reasons for this change, so he quickly went up to the second floor, but the moment he stepped into the corridor on the second floor, an inexplicable huge pressure suddenly came. His figure couldn't help but shake for a moment, and his mind was in a trance for a moment!

When he woke up, he immediately realized that he was no longer in the darkness.

He was standing at the corner of the staircase, the magic lights in the corridors to the left and right lit up.

To his left was a slightly old velvet carpet with a thick layer of floating ash as if it hadn't been cleaned in a long time, while on his right was a new, clean felt carpet that had obviously been cleaned regularly.

The sluggish force field effect imposed on his body did not put a lot of pressure on Raymond, but the corridors on the left and right sides of the different shapes made him a little speechless.

Raise the wrist of your right hand with a circle of red light. It confirmed his suspicion that since he had entered some kind of illusion set up on the second floor, it seemed that Renoir, who was now in charge of the academy, should be a wizard who was good at illusion.

There are many ways to crack the illusion, but the most straightforward is brute-force cracking.

It's just that brute-force cracking has too many sequelae and is too troublesome. So he thought about it and shouted. "Lord Renoir, there's no need for such a big battle, is it? I just want to meet you first......"

"Hey, hey, hey...... It's nice to be able to see through it. But the academy can't produce students like you......"

The previous voice came as scheduled. But the meaning of Sen Ran was incomparably rich, and Raymond laughed when he heard this. "I, Raymond, was taught by Edgar, a botanical cultivator, fifteen years ago, and was brought here by Wizard Milusa just now!"

"Fifteen years ago, Raymond ......" There was hesitation in the dark voice, but it quickly turned into a furious roar. "Raymond! It's you!"

With the appearance of the roar, the pressure around the body suddenly increased. The corridors on the left and right sides also distorted and deformed, apparently Renoir had inspired some effect of the illusion.

A force field appeared on the surface of his body, and Raymond, who was resisting the pressure around him, closed his eyes again, and he raised his leg to the left corridor that had already been distorted. Stepped on the dusty velvet carpet.

The dust spread out, and the vague but powerful force field aura began to converge, but Raymond, who had only walked out three steps on this velvet carpet, suddenly turned around and hit the wall on his side!

In Renoir's gloomy scream, Raymond, who hit the already twisted and deformed wall, did not make any sound, but he appeared more than ten meters away from the corridor, as if he had just been traveling through space for a short distance.

The previous shocking sound still lingered, but Raymond, who kept crashing into the wall on his side, finally stopped after more than a dozen consecutive times.

I wanted to use the memory of the environment to break this illusion, but in fact, the effect of this illusion made him a little helpless.

Crashing into the wall several times, the place you should have entered in your memory is different from what you actually reached, and it seems that the effect of this illusion has the effect of distorting the sense of distance, making it impossible to find the right path through the contrast of memories.

Judging the current situation, Raymond laughed again. "Lord Renoir, if you still remove this illusion, I can only forcibly crack it!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Then you can crack it......"

The gloomy laughter had not completely disappeared, and Raymond, whose hands were already constructing some kind of spell, also became stern, and invisible force field fluctuations rippled out between his hands, forcibly blocking the distorted power around him.

The illusion created by the originally invisible but impermeable twisting force showed signs of collapse after being blocked by a strong force.

The dusty velvet carpet under Raymond's feet revealed its true appearance, and the exquisite wallpaper on the wall beside him was gradually revealed.

In a moment, Raymond's body was restored to normal within the range of Mi Xu, but he knew that this was only the effect of a moment, as long as the controller of this illusion was re-strengthened, the qiē he saw would also be transformed again, and it could not be used as a basis for cracking the illusion at all.

It's just that at this time, the spell he had built between his hands had already caused a faint flame to appear, and it began to swell as his mana was infused!

But this extremely inconspicuous faint flame made Renoir, who was controlling the illusion, exclaim. "Stop, stop, stop! The old man withdrew this illusion, if you dare to release the old man and desperately activate the courtyard talisman array, he won't spare you!"

There was a little angry roar, which made the corners of Raymond's mouth curl up and pull a curvature.

The vague and colossal squeezing force around his body quickly disappeared, and the twisted force that was forced back was also immediately hidden.

The corridor where Raymond was located was restored to its original appearance, and the dust raised by the velvet carpet under his feet was no longer there, but the door to the office at the end of the corridor finally came into view.

Inside the wide open door stood a creature covered in dark green wizard's robes, the only thing that caught the eye was the turquoise eyes, and the horror and anger contained in them.

Raymond, who had canceled the release of the spell, bowed slightly when he came to the door of the office at the end of the corridor. "Lord Renoir, I believe you should know something about the events back then, and I can't blame my friend Harry for being attacked by the overstepping spell......"

His face was obscured by the shadow of the magic mist, but there was a deep fear in his green eyes, and he looked Raymond up and down for a long time, and then said impatiently. "Alright, alright! Harry's question will be discussed later, if there is anything, hurry up!"

Knowing that Renoir, who was in charge of the academy in front of him, was afraid, Raymond stopped beating around the bush and said directly. "For some inexplicable reason, I need to meet with Associate Dean Elton, and of course it would be best if you could help, I need to be able to get in touch with the old Dean and get her help......"

"No way! The old dean is not in the academy right now, and even Elton can't help you!"

Renoir, who was like being caught on fire by a cat with his tail stepped on in vain, immediately followed him as he retreated sharply towards the office behind him...... (To be continued......)