"The young demon king's … real body. Yes, real body. He's still far away. What you're seeing is just a bubble illusion."
"That's an illusion created by that little devil. Hahahaha! Did I scare you?"
The young man whose right arm was wrapped in bandages suddenly began to yell and laugh loudly. It really looked like a clown playing a prank.
If 10 was a perfect score, ignoring the boy's red face, Angor would give the boy an 8 for his acting skills and adaptability. The minus point was that he stuttered a little at the beginning.
But now, Angor gave Angor a 2 out of 10.
Angor didn't give him a 0 because the performance was full of flaws, but somehow, Angor liked it.
"Oh, so it's an illusion created by the princess."
The others were all staring at Brazier in shock. Angor, on the other hand, didn't seem to care at all. He even tried to flatter Brazier with a smile.
"Of, of course! That little devil's personality is the worst. She created such an illusion to scare you guys. Right, right, right? "Brazier repeated" right "three times in a row, each time aiming at Angor. It was obvious that Brazier, who was on the verge of collapse, desperately needed someone to agree with him, even if he didn't know who Angor was.
"Yes, the princess can do something like this," Angor confirmed in a serious tone.
Brazier sighed in relief. At the same time, he raised his voice even higher, "Don't believe it. It's just an illusion."
"However, since you are an illusion set up by Her Highness, why are you standing on the opposite side of Her Highness? If you're an illusion, shouldn't you call her 'princess' and do your best to scare people? "
Brazier was speechless. His face turned pale. "I … I …"
"So even the Dark Lord can be speechless sometimes."
How did Brazier feel when Angor said that?
But what about Lady Merlo next to him?
Angor might look gentle and harmless most of the time, but this time, Brazier confirmed Sailum's words.
Angor wasn't as friendly as Sailum.
What should Lady Merlo do now?
Just shut up and bury her head?
Pretend like she didn't know anything.
Angor's target was Brazier. What if Brazier got interested?
Angor himself?
That would be bad.
But Miss Merlo was overthinking it. Angor always treated ladies with respect. What's more?
If he were to say it himself?
He didn't think he was a bad person.
He simply thought that Brazier was an interesting young man.
These talents all had nothing better to do, and Brazier was one of them. Angor also noticed Brazier.
However?
Seeing Brazier's desperate look, Angor decided not to tease him any further.
On the contrary, it helped Breese.
How many illusion nodes did he just release?
A faint white mist enveloped Brazier's body, concealing the "true art" that Dorcas spoke of.
It also blocked out the eye-piercing scene.
He didn't forget about Glaus either.
Although this one didn't bring any interesting reactions?
But it was just a matter of convenience?
It also helped him cover it up a little.
Angor didn't know how Brazier and Glaus would react because the white mist also blocked their voices.
He didn't do that because Brazier was too noisy. Instead, he wanted to create a quiet space so that he could learn more about the thing he was curious about.
With that in mind, Angor turned around and looked at Cybil.
Cybil was crouching on the ground with her head lowered and mumbling something under her breath.
Angor listened carefully and found that Cybil was repeating, "This is an illusion, an illusion, an illusion …"
Angor was sure that Cybil wasn't listening to Brazier's nonsense at all. But inexplicably, this man and woman actually walked on the same train of thought.
You're not fighting alone, young man.
Angor sighed in his mind and walked to Cybil's side.
Sybil also felt that someone was coming, but she didn't raise her head. Instead, she kept her head down and didn't say anything.
"Looks like Lady Merlo didn't teach you enough etiquette." Angor muttered and pointed at Cybil's forehead with a finger.
A nightmare illusion used to soothe emotions rushed into Cybil's mind.
Cybil's turbulent emotions slowly calmed down under the effect of the illusion.
Sybil seemed to have come back to her senses. She raised her head and saw that the person standing in front of her was a wizard that even Miss Merlot respected. She quickly stood up and saluted.
"Madam, please forgive my rudeness. I was just a little too …" Sibyl said as she recalled the scene that she had seen earlier. However, her emotions were much more stable this time.
"Let's not talk about anything else. I'm curious about something."
"How did you get out of the Rainbow House?"
…
It took Angor a while to finish listening to Cybil's story.
Cybil didn't know how she got out of the Rainbow House herself. When she entered the mist, she saw something she saw in the Red Coral Church on Slender Horse Island many years ago.
Those scenes were very different from the ones in her memory, and they were very strange. She had once seen the cold missionary, who was like a ghost, constantly shuttling back and forth. Every time he came across someone, he would punish them in the name of God. The punishment was to sever their heads from their bodies.
Sybil was also frightened by this scene. She kept running away, afraid that the Ghost Preacher would appear in front of her in the next second. But slowly, she noticed that something was wrong.
She saw some of the rainbow mist.
The mist disappeared as soon as she entered the Red Coral Church. But for some reason, she could see some faint mist coming out of the church from time to time.
Furthermore, the place where the rainbow mist gathered the thickest was the place where the preacher and the people who had been killed were.
Cybil realized that this wasn't real. It was just an illusion. When she saw the mist again, she realized that she was completely separated from the mist. The mist couldn't enter her body. It was just drifting outside her body. This led her to another conclusion. The Ghost Preacher was an illusion created by the Rainbow Mist. It was very likely that, like the Rainbow Mist, it was incompatible with her. Therefore, the Ghost Preacher couldn't kill her.
It sounded like a leap in logic, but it wasn't. Cybil was sure that this was just an illusion. She also remembered what Angor told her before entering the church.
"Go in. There's no danger. There are some surprises … or scares."
No danger. That was the main point.
Now that she was sure it was an illusion, Sybil was no longer afraid of the ghost preacher. However, she didn't want to stay here any longer. Even if this was just an illusion, it was still so real that she couldn't stand it.
She began to think of a way to leave the Red Coral Church. And her solution was simple.
She believed that the mist was the key to creating illusions. Since she could see the mist occasionally, she just needed to go to a place where the mist was thinner, and she might be able to find her way out.
The truth was just as she thought.
She left the Red Coral Church and found the Glass House. This place was even more unbearable than the illusion she saw in the church.
"I can see the mist …" Angor narrowed his eyes as he thought of something.
"Did you see the rainbow mist when you entered the illusion in Rainbow House?" Madam Merlo frowned. "Yes, Madam Merlo."
Lady Merlo shook her head. "Yes. But I didn't see it after entering the house."
Even Lady Merlo didn't see the mist in the illusion, but Cybil did. This was interesting.
Angor knew that the mist was just an illusion created by the illusion nodes. It could be rainbow-colored, white, or gray.
Since Cybil could see the mist occasionally, it meant that she could see the location of the illusion nodes.
Even so, it meant that Cybil was very talented when it came to detecting illusion nodes.
There were only two types of people who had such talent.
First, those with great insight, which was usually found in Bloodline Masters, Occult Divination Masters, or Shadow Masters. Second, those with talent in Illusions. Even if they didn't know how to use illusions, they could still resonate with the illusion nodes.
Of course, no matter which one it was, there was a necessary prerequisite: the illusion he was facing must be a low-level one, probably between Level 0 and Level 1 cantrips. As for the rainbow illusion, Angor believed that it was just a low-level cantrip. Even an Illusionist wouldn't be able to sense the illusion nodes if they were slightly stronger.
What would happen to Sibyl?
Actually, he only needed to ask Lady Merlo about Sibyl's Talent Sphere to get a general idea of Sibyl's condition.
But he didn't do that.
If Cybil really was an Illusionist, she would have no other choice but to join Phantom Island.
At that time, they might meet at Phantom Island.
So, it was better to keep it a secret.
…
Angor didn't talk to Cybil for long. He simply asked her a few questions and asked her to stand on the side like a vase.
On the other side, Lady Merlo was also working hard.
After about ten minutes, the entire complicated mechanism was finally dismantled. The two people who were suspended in the air also landed smoothly under the guidance of Lady Merlot's magic.
Glazer and Glaus landed on the ground and untied themselves, but Angor did not remove the white mist.
There was one more thing he needed to take care of: their clothes.
Lady Merlo had some women's clothing, as well as some unidentifiable wizard robes. However, they were all stored in single-use space capsules. She already used one of them when she gave it to Amesa, and she didn't want to waste another one for this. A top-level apprentice like her could afford space capsules, but they cost a lot. She had to save as much as she could.
Besides, there was a wardrobe in the room, as well as some carpets and curtains. The two men could make do with it.
Following Lady Merlo's suggestion, Blaze and Gloria walked to the wardrobe and opened it.
As expected, they were all wearing the princess' clothes.
Women's clothing was one thing, but it wasn't something a decent person would wear. For example, there was a black leather belt with all kinds of buckles on it. There was also a fur skirt made from human hair and skin.
They stood in front of the wardrobe and didn't have the courage to take anything out.
At this moment, they suddenly heard some rumbling sounds coming from outside.
Angor explained, "Dorcas is the one who caused the commotion outside."
"Mister Merlo, are you saying that we've been discovered?"
Angor nodded lazily. "Yes. The princess and her guards were already on the second floor when you were trying to solve the traps."
Lady Merlo's heart skipped a beat. She spent a lot of time trying to solve the traps, and it didn't take her long to get to the third floor. Was the princess already on the third floor?
Lady Merlot and the other talents looked worried. Meanwhile, Shrek, the python spirit, was actually jumping for joy on the inside.
Angor glanced at Shrek. "I set up a small barrier on the second floor. They're still trapped."
"How much longer, mister?" Lady Merlo quickly asked. This concerned the safety of the talents below.
"I don't know. Maybe two or three minutes. Maybe five or six." Angor glanced at the two young men who were still standing in front of the wardrobe. "You don't have much time to dress up. Of course, you can always run around naked. I'll help you and remove the illusion around you. "
Glazer and Glaus grew even more anxious. Finally, they began to choose their clothes.
Following Angor's instructions, Lady Merlo went down to find the remaining talents who were still trapped in the illusions.
"Are you looking forward to the arrival of the princess?" Shrek nodded.
Shrek hurriedly shook his head and said in a flattering tone, "How is that possible? I'm on your side now, mister. She'll kill me for sure. Please trust me, mister. "
Angor raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? So, you're going to follow me? "
Shrek hesitated for half a second before he nodded. "It's my honor to be with you, mister!"
He chuckled and changed the topic. "Do you know why I told you that the princess might need two to three minutes to break through my barrier? Or five to six minutes?"
Shrek paused for a moment before he shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Actually, Gray Raven could have done it a few minutes ago. But he didn't. Instead, he did something insignificant. " Angor continued, "But Gray Raven won't be able to hide it for long. It depends on when the princess finds out and when she'll explode. It might be fast, or it might be slow. "
Angor looked at Shrek. "You're right. Gray Raven isn't loyal to the princess."
Shrek nodded and bowed as he said, "So that's how it is." However, he was already thinking about how he was going to inform the Empress later.
"I feel sorry for the princess now. Gray Raven's guard is a traitor, and even the door spirit betrayed her. Poor thing."
"Yes, how pitiful …" Shrek subconsciously agreed. After he finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with his words. He hurriedly added, "However, the Empress deserves it. She's such a cruel person. No matter how pitiful she is, she shouldn't be living in this world!"
Angor gave Shrek a meaningful look. "So you're really going to break up with the princess and join me."
Shrek replied, "That's what I should do."
Angor didn't say anything else. Instead, he looked at the door. Lady Merlo had brought her people upstairs.
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