"Is it affected by the radiation of senior wizards?"
Leylin murmured: "If you want to do this after tens of thousands of years, at least you must be a wizard above the seventh-level rule..."
Leylin stood alone in the empty and lonely passage, and slowly closed his eyes.
A trace of energy that was different from the world of the gods was slowly caught by him.
"The Power of Distortion!!! Is it really the ancient twisted shadow? It's over there!"
There was excitement in Leylin's eyes, and he suddenly chased in one direction. On this sensor, he saw the inheritance clue of the rule wizard!
This huge treasure is enough for him to take a certain risk.
"The ancient twisted shadow, its regular path should be space and distortion. No wonder it can do so many overlapping spaces..."
On the way of running, Leylin instantly thought of the space folding technique he had encountered before.
"And according to the legend, this twisted shadow is at least an eighth-level great wizard! It's even an eighth-level extreme existence that has perfected its own path!!!"
boom!
According to his own feeling, he opened a laboratory door, and then there was a strong wind blowing in his face.
— [Arcane Missile]!
With a flick of Leylin's finger, an attack more terrifying than magic missiles roared out. The missiles full of arcane energy shattered several metal gear fragments wrapped in the strong wind, and left a deep hole on the ground. dent marks.
"here… "
Leylin looked around, the room looked like a huge workshop, many metal lathes and mechanical arms were neatly arranged together, some of the bottoms had a layer of dark green rust marks.
"Is it a golem processing workshop?"
According to his own feeling, Leylin searched for that trace of distortion.
"Mr. Leylin! Help me!"
And at this moment, Helen's voice came from the side, causing Leylin to turn his head suddenly.
"Is it Helen?" He yelled suddenly, several layers of protective light emerged from his body.
"Woo... save me..." The only answer to him was whimpering.
Leylin gritted his teeth and walked towards the crying place.
After turning around a tall fireplace, Leylin saw a figure whose back looked like Helen sitting in the darkness and crying, "I... I can't get up..."
"Um?"
It was only at this time that Leylin realized that the ground that was originally as smooth as a mirror became soft for some reason, and several big black hands stretched out, grabbing Helen's ankles tightly.
"Go away! You malicious people!" Leylin's eyes expanded with a trace of black brilliance, and he shouted in the ancient Byron language.
"Hiss..."
The essence of his soul turned into the phantom of the Targaryen Winged Serpent, roaring fiercely.
Puff! Puff! Where the sound waves passed, those big black hands suddenly swelled up, and tumors rolled up under the skin one by one. The tumors became bigger and bigger, and blue blood vessels could be seen on them, and finally exploded suddenly.
"Ah!" Helen screamed. Although the big black hands dissipated, the layer of skin above her ankles also disappeared in an instant, leaving behind terrifying corrosion wounds.
The black pus seemed to have strong corrosive power, melting most of Helen's clothes in an instant.
chi chi! ! ! Numerous black raindrops splashed onto the metal table next to it, corroding many spots.
—[Treat slander]!
Leylin immediately ejected a healing spell, and then ran to Helen's side: "Are you alright?"
"I... I'm fine..."
Helen turned her head slowly, causing Leylin's pupils to shrink instantly.
What appeared in front of Leylin was a strange distorted face, with completely dislocated facial features, covered with distorted veins and scars, it was even scarier than the most disgusting ghosts!
"who are you?"
Leylin quickly backed away, looking warily at this monster that exuded the same soul wave as Helen.
"Lord Leylin! I... I am Helen..."
The monster made a sound of panic, but its distorted face was full of ferocious expressions. The huge mouth on the forehead opened, revealing yellow sharp teeth and a green tongue full of barbs.
"It seems... The Distorted Shadow has no sincerity to inherit at all, maybe... it just came here, and left a trace of its own evil parasitic... But now, under the situation that the entire demiplane is about to collapse, that A trace of evil thought awakened itself..."
Leylin's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of a certain possibility.
A trace of evil thoughts from an ancient eighth-level great wizard can put him in a life-and-death crisis!
—[Scorching Flame Ball!][Scorching Flame Ball!][Scorching Flame Ball!]
—[Scorching rays!][Scorching rays!][Scorching rays!]
At the moment of life and death, Leylin's trump card reappeared, and many level 2 and level 3 fire spells suddenly appeared, like stars all over the sky.
"Spell torrent!!!"
The surging flames instantly flooded the place where the monster was originally, and many low-level spells were piled up, and they even had a bit of the power of [Legendary Spells]!
boom! The scorching flames also melted a lot of the surrounding lathes and mechanical arms, forming dark red molten iron, which slowly flowed on the ground.
After the torrent of spells passed, a bare passage appeared in front of Leylin, and the original monster had long since disappeared, as if it had been wiped out in ashes.
And in the red molten iron, a black object is even more dazzling, it has not been melted, but has become ups and downs.
"That's... the animal skin scroll that Helen held at that time!"
Leylin was shocked, and then pulled out the scroll with a gray stone claw.
The black animal skin was still stained with blood, but it did not melt in the molten iron, which caused a strange expression to appear on Leylin's face.
"Leylin! Help me..."
Accompanied by the sound, a palm instantly broke through Leylin's magic defense, and the palm with twisting force slammed onto Leylin's shoulder.
Crash! Be it mage robes, leather armor, or even Leylin's own defenses, they were as fragile as paper in front of this palm and were torn apart immediately.
Fiery and severe pain came from Leylin's left shoulder, and there was even a malicious intrusion.
"Damn!!!"
Leylin's expression instantly turned ferocious, "Get out of here!!!"
The Targaryen winged snake also seemed to sense the danger, the phantom's vertical pupils narrowed suddenly, and the terrifying devouring power spread around.
— [Flash!]
Leylin's figure flickered, and he came outside the workshop in an instant. Afterwards, without looking at the monster inside again, he ran up suddenly.
—[Acceleration technique!]
Lights from several acceleration spells shone on Leylin's body, and he immediately ran towards the entrance.
For Leylin, although he can take risks for the inheritance of the eighth-level existence, he will not die! Now, when he found that the danger here was far greater than the benefit, he chose to leave without hesitation.
Chirp! ! ! quack! ! !
At this time, distorted laughter continued to come from behind, and there was a terrifying chasing force. The entire passage was twisted layer by layer, like a shattered rag.
— [Freezing Technique]!
The torrent of spells reappeared, and numerous freezing spells plus water making spells suddenly formed a huge iceberg behind Leylin.
The huge iceberg immediately blocked the entire passage, and also cut off the pursuit of the terrifying monsters behind, but layers of cracks continued to emerge.
But Leylin, who got the chance, rushed to the exit and jumped outside.
The moment he left, a pair of twisted claws covered with green fluff suddenly scooped up behind Leylin, but regrettably only picked up a few corners of Leylin's clothes.
Rumble!
Leylin jumped out of the secret passage suddenly, and then the inside was flooded by a silver space storm. This was a dimensional disaster caused by the disintegration of the demiplane.
"Master!"
Tifa came over with a worried expression on his face.
"I'm fine, it's just that I encountered a space storm. Fortunately, I'm lucky!" Leylin smiled, and a healing light had spread over his shoulders.
"Master Leylin?!"
Another woman's voice sounded beside him, making Leylin's body tremble.
He turned around stiffly, and then saw Helen! The real Helen is standing there! There was a worried look on his face.
"What's going on? Aren't you still inside?"
Leylin's pupils constricted.
"What?" The surprised expression on Helen's face was even worse, "After I left the core control room, you asked me to come back first, saying that I wanted to explore by myself..."
"I did see Ms. Helen coming out first!" The statement on the other side was also testifying for Helen.
"Then who is the 'Helen' I saw before... and who distorted my senses..."
"What about this thing? Do you still know it?"
Leylin flipped his palm, and the black bloody animal skin scroll had already appeared on it.
He has already confirmed in various ways that the Helen standing in front of him is a real life of flesh and blood, and the fluctuation of the soul is the same as before, and it is not a disguise of evil thoughts.
"My scroll..."
Helen exclaimed, touching the dimensional bag on her waist, her face slowly turned pale: "No... no more! The one I kept in the dimensional bag before..."
"Phew... it's indeed the Shadow of Distortion!"
Leylin let out a long breath and sighed: "Have you fully grasped the concept of 'distortion', even time and space, and my senses have been completely distorted?"
"Master! Are there any enemies?"
Tifa also saw that something was wrong at this time, he stood vigilantly beside Leylin, his eyes fixed on Helen, and if the other party made the slightest movement, he would immediately kill him.
"It's nothing... just an accident!"
Leylin waved his hand. In the world of wizards, he has experienced many weird things than this, so he naturally has resistance.