Yolanda's aggressive magic did not stop at all because of Xiao Chen's question. She continued to squeeze Xiao Chen and his men's defenses while saying, "That was all in the past. There is no point in talking about it now. If you want to know, unless you can defeat me, why would a dead person need to know these old accounts?"
Xiao Chen is now almost certain that Yolanda must have a significant connection with the Dream Tower. He is not sure whether this connection comes from a wizard who fled for refuge, or is related to the Origin Tower that eventually disappeared in the Western Continent, but Yolanda should have become interested in them.
At this time, behind Xiao Chen, there were already Luo Ling, Ye Zi, Kona summoned by Xiao Chen, and Glade who was transformed from Luo Ling's earrings. Including Elena and Tasia who were being projected by Xiao Chen, they had a total of seven masters. Although there was a big gap between the master level and the saint level, these seven people were at the high and peak level of the big world, and some of them were far superior to their peers in all aspects. It was not impossible for these seven people to fight against Yolanda. At least now, the defensive magic cast by everyone and the meditation world projected by them basically blocked Yolanda's magic. However, they did not find a chance to win. The pressure brought to them by Yolanda alone made it impossible for them to fight back.
"We can't go on like this. If we engage in a protracted war with a saint, we will definitely be the first to fall. Saints can freely mobilize the power of heaven and earth to replenish themselves. They are like a perpetual motion machine, but we can't support it for so long. We must find another way."
"Maybe we should wait for a result from heaven?" Cona said.
"No, that would be like putting our lives on a child like Mei Tiantian. Passively waiting like this is not my style. We must take the initiative to do something." Xiao Chen said.
"Besides, I don't think Yolanda is trying her best. She looks very relaxed now," said Luo Ling.
Xiao Chen asked Ye Zi: "How did you feel after you were hit by magic just now?"
"It was a chaotic illusion. I felt like I was trapped in an illusion that was isolated from the surroundings, and all my senses were obscured. The illusion would also change according to my reactions. When I was about to activate the God of War Arena, it blocked the connection between me and the Anti-Shadow Gun. I feel that such an action cannot be achieved by magic itself. Yolanda should be directly controlling this magic."
"This is exactly what makes the spiritual magic of the Dream Tower so special. Just like the magic we practice, whether it is soul interpretation or dream judgment, the magician will be directly involved in the magic, and there is a spiritual connection between the caster and the recipient. Since Yolanda's magic has such characteristics, maybe this is the key to our victory."
"Do you mean to engage in mental confrontation with her through magic?" Luo Ling asked.
"That's right. As a time traveler, I have a natural advantage in mental power. Even if the enemy's realm is higher than ours, they may not be much better than me in terms of mental power. At present, we don't seem to have any better means except this method." Xiao Chen said to his companions: "I have a feeling now that this battle is prepared for me. A Saint-level mage who has inherited the Dream Tower is the best ladder for advancement. Didn't Ye Zi and the others enter the illusion she created just now? I am now ready to enter this illusion and compete with her."
"Senior, isn't this too dangerous? This way you will have to be exposed to her magic. Just now in that illusion, I felt that I had completely lost contact with the outside world. If you hadn't taken action, I would not be able to come back." Ye Zi said.
"The Holy Stairs are not something that can be stepped on easily. Do you remember what Liu Yisheng did? He found a whetstone for himself. If he can do it, why can't I?"
"But he is fighting against a great magician, and you are fighting against a saint." Ye Zi said to Luo Ling, "Sister Luo Ling, what do you think?"
Luo Ling said: "That's true, so I will go with him."
"Even you..."
"What Xiao Chen said is right. Perhaps this is our best chance. Because I guess the other party has a weakness. Since no one knows that the executor of the judicial agency can use magic, then her magic is probably used in secret, and her experience should be limited." Luo Ling said.
Seeing Xiao Chen's hesitation to speak, she said, "If you want to say what you said when you opened the Sea of Consciousness Scroll a few years ago, then you don't have to say it anymore. I have never been a woman hiding behind you, but the one who faces everything with you."
Xiao Chen nodded and said nothing more.
Xiao Chen asked the others to continue defending, and he and Luo Ling began to retract their own meditation world. As the projected meditation world slowly dissipated, they felt more and more obvious mental interference.
Xiao Chen held Luo Ling's hand and said, "Focus, we can't stay back today, we have to use the spiritual power of World No. 2.
We may be separated in the fantasy, but you must remember that we are always together in reality."
Luo Ling said, "Stop being cheesy and be careful. Don't think about me when you're fighting. You must focus every bit of your energy on fighting Yolanda. Do you hear me?"
"Okay, okay, I got it!" Xiao Chen responded.
When the meditation world was completely retracted into his body, he finally felt the same attack that Ye Zi had felt.
The world around him became distorted and the sounds became blurred, but Xiao Chen tried his best to keep the world as it was.
Xiao Chen had really tried his best at this time. It was the first time that he used his mental power to confront a saint head-on. Although Luo Ling helped him share half of the burden, and there were other people interfering with Yolanda, the gap between the saint level and the lower level could not be easily made up.
In another world, Xiao Chen was having dinner with a client, discussing advertising on his own media. He pretended to make a phone call, saying he had something urgent to do, and hurriedly said goodbye to the client and left the restaurant. He found a storage room in the corridor of the hotel building, locked himself in, and propped the door handle with a mop.
He turned off his cell phone, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to connect to the main consciousness of another world.
Soon, his distracted attention passed through the barrier between the two worlds and merged into the body that was fighting. In that world, he had closed his eyes and fell against the wall, as if he was deeply asleep.