"You don't know the source?" Greya said in disbelief, "Didn't you hide that item inside?"
That item? Angel showed a stunned look, and it took a while to realize that Greia seemed to think that he had placed a mysterious object in the illusion.
Angel explained, dumbfounded: "It's just a feeling, not a real thing."
"It's just a feeling, not a real thing?" Gloria muttered these words in a low voice, her expression seemed to understand. At the beginning, she had guessed that it was impossible for Angel to hide a mysterious object in the illusion and give it to others at will, but she still did not believe that Angel could integrate the sense of mystery into the illusion.
But now Angel has admitted this fact, which allows her to make up for her logic.
However, bigger doubts filled Greia's mind: "How did you integrate it into the illusion? This is obviously impossible, unless you have advanced to..."
—Mysterious alchemist
In the face of Greya's questioning, Angel didn't know what to say. He couldn't tell what happened inside Little Spot.
At this time, Sanders, who had been sitting on the sofa as a spectator, suddenly said:
"What are you talking about, don't you explain?"
Sanders interrupted Greya's words, and also let Angel go down the steps, greatly relieved.
Gloria rolled her eyes and squinted at Sanders: "It seems that your apprentice has a lot of things hidden from you."
Although Greya's words were sarcastic, Sanders could capture the deep jealousy in Greya's words.
Sanders turned his head and looked at Angel: Could it be that Angel has done something outrageous, and even a true wizard like Greya is envious inside and out
Sanders decided to secretly ask Angel what was going on.
But at this time, Greya said: "I know you want to ask Angel in private, no need, you can see for yourself."
While speaking, Greya glanced at Angel with complex emotions, and then directly activated the illusion in the brooch, bringing all the three people present into the illusion.
In an instant, the world turned upside down, and a thin layer of mist was fascinated in their eyes.
Soon, Angel and Gloria broke through the fog.
This is a basic test, as long as you let go of the mental defense line, you can enter the illusion. As long as there is even a hint of hesitation in the heart, and the spiritual defense line is not opened, it will not be included here.
Angel and Gloria were the first to appear on a path.
This is the starting position of the illusion, the trail in front of the cave. Greya raised her eyebrows. She thought she would read her original information and enter the mysterious mountain, but she did not expect to appear here. Is it because more than one person entered the illusion this time
Greya was still thinking in her mind, but she said first, "Look, you are superficial mentors and apprentices. Your mentors don't trust you at all, and they don't even dare to open the mental defense line."
Gloria deliberately did not explain anything, and pulled Sanders into the illusion just to say these words.
Naturally, she knew that this would not alienate the relationship between their master and apprentice, but it was enough to disgust them and let herself feel good.
"In the future, if your instructor doesn't want you anymore, or the guest dies in a foreign country, the door of my place will be opened for you at any time." Greya patted Angel's shoulder, as if thinking about him.
"I thought you would use the dark night to cover some of the logical flaws of the illusion, but after a closer look, some basic concepts did not appear fallacious." At some point, Sanders appeared behind them, just looking at the surrounding people in his spare time. scenery.
Sanders first commented on his initial impression of the illusion, and then turned to Greya: "When I die, I guess Angel should be no worse than you. What's more, I will never die. ."
So, if you want to play Angel's idea, you should rest.
In response, Gloria said that she rolled her eyes secretly.
After Saunders finished speaking, he came to Angel's side: "What is the purpose of this illusion?"
For Sanders, you at least have a purpose in building a fantasy. Whether it's trapping the enemy, killing the enemy, or like a music box refined by Angel, there must always be a purpose.
For now, he hasn't seen what Angel's purpose is in this illusion.
And, what is the theme you want to express
Is it simply a meaningless fantasy that merges in a brooch? Sanders thinks it shouldn't be like this. From the ambiguous question that Greia asked Angel to ask, it can be seen that there is definitely something tricky in this fantasy.
"Purpose." Angel thought for a while: "Meeting the conditions proposed by Lady Gloria, this is my purpose."
The implication is that this brooch was made by Greya on her own initiative. Serving customers, that's his purpose.
"What is Gloria's request?"
"Have a sense of nightmare world, and..."
"And new ideas." Gloria replied casually: "Angol has done it, and it's done well. I believe that, aside from the technical work of alchemy, simply speaking with illusions, Lord Mirage may not be able to do it. The fantasy world constructed by Biangel has new ideas."
Greya stabbed Sanders again, and stomped hard on Sanders' best illusion territory.
Sanders did not speak, but silently observed the so-called "novelty" and "theme" of this fantasy. Earlier, Angel said that Greia's two requirements, the first one was the feeling of the nightmare world, and he has not felt any sense of the nightmare world until now.
So where are these nightmare worlds
Sanders looked at the sky, the dark fog was thick and the moon was cold.
The foundation of this illusion is very weak, and for those below the third-level apprentice, it may be able to confuse them. But for him, it can be directly destroyed. But since Gloria is moving in the illusion in the form of an ordinary person, he can't do these things like cooking cranes and burning pianos.
Then take a step by step to see what foreshadowing Angel has laid in this fantasy.
At this time, Greya touched the bell on the stone stake in front of the cave, and asked Angel by the way, "Are the platforms in each area different?"
Angel nodded: "That's right."
"Your platform in Witch Town, but let me find it easily." Gloria complained.
Thinking of the platform he set up in the oil painting, Angel sneered: "It's just fun."
"You have to know that your fun is actually playing with me." Greya pretended to be angry, and when she saw Angel repeatedly admit her mistakes, she snorted coldly: "Forget it, just pass the time."
While they were chatting, the cat bus finally came.
Sanders looked at this childlike and imaginative cat bus and couldn't help laughing: "Is this what you call a platform bus?"
Angel scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Yes, this is a cat bus, a means of transportation in this fantasyland."
Greya had already boarded the bus and said to them, "I'm going to the mysterious mountain, do you want to be together?"
Sanders shook his head, listening to Greya's tone, there seemed to be something strange in the mysterious mountain. Sanders intends to go to the Mystic Mountain to take a look at last. It is difficult to find Angel's fantasy. He wants to inspect Angel's fantasy first.
Since Sanders has no past, Angel naturally has to stay. As the person who was inspected by the teacher for "homework", although he wanted to go, he didn't dare to bring it up at the moment.
Greya rode the cat bus to Juechen: "I'll wait for you in the mysterious mountain, I hope it won't be too long."
After Greya left, Sanders followed her example and rang the bell on the stone stake. After a while, the second cat bus came and the two got on the bus.
"The cat bus is serving you. Where do you want to go?" The orange cat's head turned to the carriage, and two light bulbs, like light sources, shone on the two of them, making their faces pale, matching the orange lights in the carriage. make a difference.
"Go to Witch Town." Sanders glanced at the platform sign and said directly.
From the beginning to the end, Sanders did not ask Angel's opinion about the illusion.
Sitting in the carriage, Angel felt uneasy in his heart: "Teacher, the witch town in the fantasy world is actually very different from the witch town in the nightmare world. There are very few places in the witch town that I have been to, and they are all my own imagination."
Sanders didn't say anything about it, but commented on the fantasy situation he was seeing so far.
As Greya said, as of now, Sanders has not found anything wrong with this fantasy. The environment of this forest is lush, and there is almost no logical error.
However, Sanders still found some familiar places: "This mountain forest seems to have some landforms similar to the fairy tale world. Did you borrow the terrain there?"
Angel nodded. The landforms here did borrow some of the environment of the fairy tale world, but there are still a lot of them, such as the smooth asphalt road, and the stop signs and pavilions on the side of the road, all from the movies of Earth civilization. .
"Your ability to observe is good. Letting you go out is very beneficial to the construction of your illusion. The mountains and rivers are natural, and they are the best mentors." Sanders is very satisfied with Angel's comprehension. In the past, the fantasy world still had to conform to the rules.
After arriving at Witch Town, Sanders raised his eyebrows, not expecting the feeling of a nightmare world to be here. Moreover, Angel divides the fantasy world into different areas, which is also an interesting method, which is somewhat similar to the regional distribution of the nightmare world.
Along the way, Sanders did not speak, but carefully observed Angel's fantasy.
Although his face was expressionless, there was still some subtle admiration in his eyes. Incorporating the feeling of the nightmare world into the illusion, this ability is probably only what Angel can do, so real, so appropriate, and so fit.
It is estimated that every wizard, even a true wizard, can't help but admire when they see such a fantasy.
Sanders wandered around the witch town and also experienced the horror and horror of Greia at the beginning. For this long-lost horror, Sanders only commented on it: "Your talent allows you to cooperate with the nightmare and control the emotions of other people in the fantasy, but the upper and lower limits of this emotion are based on your personal experience. Come to count."
"The horror I experienced just now is the level of horror you think should have such a horrible reaction. Using your standard to define other people's horror tolerance for this will greatly reduce your illusion."