He felt as if he was standing on the surface of a stormy sea, facing a raging sea that kept pouring in.
It was as if in the next second, it would be overturned by the shocking waves and be annihilated.
He knew it was all fake, but he couldn't afford to underestimate the aura that could make people hallucinate.
Angor had experienced many kinds of auras before. This one wasn't the strongest, but it was definitely the most unbearable for him.
More importantly, he was still pretending to be "Shava" at the moment. He had to stay in this state to face the aura.
He didn't know much about Shava, but he knew how powerful she was. The fact that she was able to kill the soul of an Abyss Demon God across countless planes proved how powerful she was. This kind of aura was child's play for someone as powerful as Shava. She probably wouldn't even bat an eyelid.
He could try his best to pretend to be Shava, but he wasn't the real Shava after all.
Since he wasn't facing the aura himself, he might be able to get through it with his own strength, but he couldn't do it as easily as Shava.
If his face turned a little pale in the aura, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
Angor was facing the same danger as when he faced Isabella's aura in Silent Hill when he was still an apprentice.
If he made any mistake, the nightmare creatures would notice something wrong, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Angor tried to think of a way to deal with the situation while maintaining a calm expression. He even tried to observe the other guests' reactions. Well, none of them reacted.
Both the maids and Davosia were calm as usual. They didn't care about the aura coming at them at all.
Even the Mad Scientist, who was floating in the air, was like a drizzle in front of this level of pressure. He was not worth mentioning at all.
Their only reaction was that they were curious about what had happened in the dark corridor to make Boiling Gentleman suddenly use such a large amount of Origin Energy.
Only Angor, who was sitting in the main seat of the banquet, remained vigilant against the energy pressure.
This proved that the strength of the nightmare creatures here was not to be underestimated. The only weak one was himself, who was pretending to be the strongest among them.
Angor suddenly felt helpless. If he knew this would happen, he would have covered himself in darkness like Mystic Lady did. That way, he would be able to hide his abnormality.
Besides, he believed that if they really respected Shava's identity, they wouldn't bother to check if he was happy or in pain.
But it was too late to think about that now. If he used darkness for no reason, he would attract too much attention.
Back to the present, he had to find a way to deal with this problem as soon as possible.
Although he could still resist the waves of energy pressure, at this rate, he estimated that it wouldn't be long before he couldn't hold on any longer.
And it would be too late.
Angor quickly went through all his abilities in his mind. There were many ways to deal with this situation. However, it was very difficult to act as if nothing had happened, or to act as if nothing had happened and deal with the energy pressure.
The only possibility was to try using the oppressive force field in his right eye.
The ability of his right eye was a high-level application of nightmare energy, and the green patterns in it came from Shava. His right eye could create an Aura Field, and the Aura Field created by the green patterns was similar to a Law Domain. When inside the Aura Field, it could exclude all energy of the same nature.
Theoretically speaking, it was possible. But Angor wasn't sure if the Aura Field created by the green patterns could withstand this level of aura.
There was no other way. He had to take the risk.
Angor sighed in his mind. When the Aura Field reached him in an even stronger wave, his right eye began to glow with a green light.
As soon as the strange mask appeared, Angor clearly sensed that the aura around him disappeared.
However, from the investigation of his spiritual sense, the energy pressure was still coming in waves. He could even see with the naked eye that the flame on the candlestick on the table was suppressed by the invisible pressure to the point where the flame could not be seen.
The aura didn't disappear, but it didn't affect Angor. This meant —
He won the bet!
Angor sighed in relief. But now, there was another problem.
Since he activated his right eye, the green runes on it quickly attracted the attention of the other guests.
Fortunately, Angor didn't see any doubt in their eyes. Instead, they looked at him with fear.
He didn't know whether they were afraid of the green patterns or the bloodline aura he might release when activating his right eye, but it gave him a chance to do something.
Angor remained calm under everyone's stares. He looked at the dark corridor in the distance like a god looking down from above. He considered for a moment and grinned.
Angor didn't say anything, but his expression told Angor what happened in the dark corridor, and he found it interesting.
Of course, Angor didn't know what happened in the corridor. He just wanted to distract everyone's attention so that they wouldn't keep staring at him.
Perhaps it was impolite to look directly at Her Excellency Shava, or perhaps something really strange had happened in the dark corridor, but everyone quickly retracted their gazes and continued to look at the dark corridor.
Angor also stared at the corridor. At first, he was just trying to distract himself. But after a while, he sensed something familiar from the corridor.
It felt like …
Angor recalled some memories from his past, and he saw the same thing in them.
Could it be?
While he was thinking, a white beam of light suddenly appeared in the dark corridor. It dashed out of the darkness and quickly reached the banquet hall.
The light turned into a sharp arrow and flew toward the banquet hall, aiming at Angor who was sitting in the main seat.
Normally, Angor would have already set up some defensive measures. But this time, he did not do anything and simply let the white light come at him.
Soon, the light collided with Angor's chest.
Following this collision, White Light even let out a childish "Woof Woof" sound.
Angor looked at the light in his arms with a strange expression.
When the light faded away, the light revealed its true form. It was a spotted puppy that wasn't much bigger than Toby.
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