Looking back, in the corner of the old castle hall, the young man who constructed this illusion is still braving white mist outside. The white mist completely shrouded him, and he could only faintly see his blood-stained feet. As the white mist continued to spread, even his feet were completely shrouded in a short while.
"This illusion is not bad. Considering this little brother's age, this hall looks quite real." At this time, Lydia's voice came from behind.
Everyone turned to look, and found that Lydia appeared directly in front of a gorgeous round table, and she was sitting gracefully on a chair in a linglang wizard robe.
Lydia is an extremely gorgeous-looking woman, with a fiery red robe and a pink head rolled up. Sitting in front of the gorgeous round table, it blends in with the extravagant and extravagant style expressed by the fantasy.
When the others saw Lydia, Lydia saw them too.
Lydia frowned: "Hey, even if it's an illusion, I should be in the box, they can't see me?"
At this time, Lydia turned her head to look to the other side, and found a pale old wizard standing under a mural, leisurely watching the figures in the mural.
This old white wizard Lydia knew, and was an old wizard in the box next to her. The other party seemed to have seen Lydia as well, and turned to her and smiled kindly, as if they had met.
According to the box design of the gold card VIP, she can't see other gold card boxes, but in this fantasy, the "walls" between the boxes seem to be transparent
"Interesting." Lydia's mouth curled into a mysterious smile.
Lydia looked at the round table and then at the chair below. None of them belonged to the original box. She used to sit on the long strip of sand. Although she is still sitting, the sand is gone.
She also noticed that some wizard apprentices on the infield were turning their backs on their horses, and the stools under their buttocks disappeared inexplicably when the illusion was generated...
"Is this some kind of special fantasy?" Lydia once fought a true fantasy wizard, and the other party was a master of illusion. Can turn wands into venomous snakes. Even if you know this is an illusion, the poisonous snake can really hurt you, or even poison you. This is the magic of wizard-level fantasy.
Can a mere apprentice build such a fantasy
Lydia stood up, with a hint of tentativeness, and slowly walked towards an apprentice who used to stay in the infield.
It stands to reason that she is in the gold card box on the third floor, and the other party is sitting on the first floor. If you want to have an intersection, you must at least bypass the wall of the box, and then cross the height of the third floor to contact the other party. But Lydia took a few steps and now came to the apprentice.
"Is this really an illusion?" Lydia raised doubts in her heart.
This question is a question for almost everyone present. Are you sure this is an illusion and not another space
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At this time, David and Prome also landed in the beautiful hall. Before David could understand why the stairs disappeared and the height difference disappeared, he hurriedly ran in the direction of Angel.
"Angol!" David also knew about Angel's situation, so he was not reckless, but quietly approached Angel when everyone was attracted by this strange fantasy.
The range of white fog around Angel was constantly expanding, so when David quietly walked into the white fog from one side, others ignored him for a while under the obstruction of sight.
David bowed and climbed to Angel's side and wanted to touch him, but he heard Angel's panting in horror: "David! Don't touch me... "
"Angol, are you okay now?" David said with a sense of bewilderment: "What should I do now? Can you escape by relying on the illusion?"
Angel's state at this time was extremely strange. He saw that place and the creatures that once gave him a sense of terror. He had a hunch that he must not alarm them, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.
So when David approached, he murmured.
"Don't worry about me, take Toby with you now and let Master Prome save him." Angel breathed heavily: "Tell him, if I survive this time, I will help him restrain the undead The weapon, I can draw the Prelude of Destruction Magic Energy Array... But ask him to save Toby, and he must not let Toby be in trouble."
David's face was pale, but he still obeyed Angel's words, held Toby on the side carefully in his palm, and then turned back and asked in a trembling voice, "What about you?"
"Don't worry about me, I have a way."
In the end, David quietly left under Angel's anger.
After David left, Angel smiled bitterly: How? What can he do? He can't take care of himself now.
David put Toby in the inner pocket, carefully walked out of the white fog, and then walked towards Prome surreptitiously.
The others might not have noticed him because of the illusion, but Twilight did. It's just that she didn't make a move, she glanced at David lightly, and then cast her eyes into the white fog.
The illusion constructed by this young man made her a little confused. Is this really a fantasy
Twilight regretted a little bit, she actually watched the other party build a fantasy without stopping it, just because she wanted to see how ridiculous a first-level apprentice's trump card was. However, although this trump card has not yet shown its effect, she has already raised a little uneasiness in her heart.
At this time, Twilight heard a commotion not far away, and she turned to look.
But I saw a barefoot girl floating in the air, floating in her direction with a gloomy face.
This person, Twilight, is no stranger to her. It is Flora, who has the title of Blood Witch, and is also the Gold Card VIP of this auction, sitting in Box 35.
However, Flora looked a little strange today.
It's not her expression or what she's wearing, but there seems to be a skeleton behind Flora... clinging to her
Twilight took a closer look and did see a shadow of a skeleton, but the shadow appeared and disappeared, making it difficult for her to confirm it.
"Flora, when did you have such a strange hobby?" Lydia suddenly stood in front of Flora, wearing a fiery red wizard robe, which formed a color difference with Flora's dark purple doll skirt. Strong contrast.
"Strange hobby? You mean, do I like killing people after drinking blood, or dismembering after killing people? By the way, what I like to kill most is women in red clothes." Flora smiled sarcastically.
Lydia raised the corners of her mouth: "The hobby I'm talking about is, when did you like to carry a skeleton on the street?"
Skeleton? Flora's eyes narrowed: "What did you say? Can you see Xiaohong?"
"Little Hong? Are you referring to this skeleton holding its head in a wailing shape? It's such an earthy and cowardly name." Lydia said.
Flora ignored Lydia, grabbed an apprentice, and asked fiercely, "Can you see Xiaohong behind me?"
"What... what... Xiaohong? I only saw a looming shadow of a skeleton."
After Flora got the answer, her eyebrows frowned even more, and she threw the apprentice aside. He thought to himself: "What the hell is going on? What the hell did Angel do? Why can Xiaohong be seen by others?"
Flora gritted her teeth and sighed: "It's really troublesome!"
Flora hated her temper, ignored Lydia's cynicism, and rushed towards Angel's location.
Twilight was still wondering when Flora's intention was coming, and something strange happened.
Just hearing a scream from the white fog, Flora immediately heard that it was Angel's voice.
With this scream, the sound of gongs and trumpets that others vaguely heard suddenly became clear.
Everyone was attracted by this tragic breath, and all looked in the direction of Bai Wu.
At this time, a strange heart palpitations spread, and there seemed to be a deep terror slowly approaching them.
Twilight, too, frowned at the throbbing horror of her heart palpitations. At this moment, Twilight's guards rushed over and stood beside Twilight. Twilight asked in a low voice, "Can you get in touch with the backstage?"
The captain of the escort team shook his head: "Lord Twilight, there is absolutely no contact with the outside world. This illusion seems to be a real space, and the four walls we feel are like entities. The only door at present is behind the white fog."
Twilight's heart trembled when she heard this. She looked at the white mist, and the five fingers were full of light. Under everyone's attention, ten rays of light stirred all the matter and rushed into the white smoke.
The direction Twilight aimed at was where Angel lay down. But the feedback she received was a few metal bounces.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, all the ray of light bounced back.
A few of them were left empty, and two unfortunately hit people, but the people who hit were two people from the Twilight Guard. One of them was shot in the head and died on the spot, while the other was pierced through the chest and looked alive. Can't go down.
Twilight's face darkened when she saw that she had died. It used to be a simple disturbance, and the troublemakers were only one person and one beast at the apprentice level. In the end, it turned into the current situation. Not only did the perpetrators not die, but they also killed people...
"This is my mistake, I will report my crime to the family." Twilight said with a hint of guilt as she looked at the other guard who was about to die.
As Twilight spoke, a strange team of teacups strode out of the white fog.
Everyone frowned at this long string of strange music... All white porcelain teacups with heart marks, they had thin arms and legs like matches, holding various musical instruments, and some floating in the air playing the piano.
The strangest thing is that the notes they play are also substantiated, and the staffs are like curling smoke, and the notes are like tadpoles on the staff.
It looks like a girly and dreamy band, but what they play is full of strange and eerie notes.
"What is this?" Twilight asked in surprise, and a few lines of light greeted him unceremoniously.
As a result, as soon as Mao Guang came into contact with this band, he was bounced back by the instrument.
Twilight now understands what happened to the rebound just now. It turned out that these bands were the ones who did it. But what is the origin of these bands
Twilight attacked the Teacup Band a few more times, but it was still unsuccessful, and the other wizards and guards also moved. But it still didn't affect them.
Twilight secretly said with hatred, "It's all the fault of that kid. Kill him and it's over."
Speaking of this, Twilight took a stride, rushed into the white fog, and saw Angel who fell to the ground and was seriously injured. She sneered and stretched out her hand. The five fingernails appeared sharp claw-like, and they slammed into Angel's chest.
At this moment, a piercing and terrifying laughter sounded from inside Angel's body.
"he he he he he-"
Along with this terrifying laughter, the teacup band in front suddenly stopped playing and shouted in a strange voice like a child: "Queen's Night Watch~"
Before Twilight could react, the other hand grabbed the five fingers that grabbed Angel's chest.
Twilight looked back, but saw a man in black beside her.
"Lord Sanders?!"