Sharon was still shrouded in mist, so she had no idea what was going on outside. However, judging by the time, Aikor and Stop should have arrived already.
If they did not show up immediately, there was only one possibility. They were also trapped in an illusion.
"That wizard called Jon," he said.
His illusions are really strong. " To be able to drag Aikor and Stop into an illusion, his illusions had to be at least at the level of an experienced illusionist.
Still, Sharon was not too worried about it.
As long as Aikor was here, even a wild god's illusion could be broken. However, there might be some problems later.
But that was for the future. The most important thing right now was to solve the current problem.
Not to mention.
They were able to survive the aftermath of breaking the wild god's illusion. Even if a wizard-level illusion would cause problems, it would not be as strong as a wild god's illusion.
Sharon was confident. Based on what she knew about Aikor, it would only take half a minute at most to break the illusion.
When that happened, they would have the choice to face Aikor and Aikor again. They would have more time to fight back or leave first.
With such a thought in mind, Sharon silently waited for her companions to arrive.
But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly entered her ears.
Witch Sharon didn't even have time to identify the source of the wind. She saw a crimson light wrap around a sharp sword and stab straight at her chest.
The familiar crimson light, the familiar red sword, no doubt.
The attack came from Aikor.
Witch Sharon knew very well how powerful Dorcas's bloodline magic was. If she were to take it head-on, she would have no chance.
She would definitely be injured. Besides, she was in the open while Aikor was in the dark. Getting injured would be very bad for her.
Without much thought, Witch Sharon instinctively dodged the attack.
The sudden attack came too fast and came from a tricky angle. She could only dodge to the left.
In the blink of an eye, Sharon's defensive spell was shattered by the sharp tip of the sword. However, the tip of the sword also paused for a moment.
It was this pause that allowed Witch Sharon to turn her body to the side and avoid the sword. However, although he managed to avoid the injuries on his body, his fluttering cloak was pierced through by the sword.
With a flick of Dorcas' hand, the cloak was torn into two halves.
Seeing this, Witch Sharon knew that she could no longer keep her cloak. However, even if he couldn't keep it, it was still better than getting injured. Besides, the cloak had already been cut, so it would be difficult to continue using it. Now,
It would only speed up the process of abandonment.
Witch Sharon didn't care about the torn cloak. Instead, she immediately activated her energy vision after dodging the attack. She looked into the mist and prepared herself for the coming attack.
While Witch Sharon was on guard against Dorcas, she didn't notice that the tattered cloak on the ground was slowly covered by the white mist and finally disappeared.
…
"There is no Speedy Doppelganger in the chest pocket of the cloak. "
[The battle continues.] "
The moment Dorcas used his red sword to pick up the torn cloth, the green pattern before his eyes was updated. However, the result of the update left him speechless. He thought Angor already found the substitute when he saw the location of the chest pocket. But it turned out that it was just an unconfirmed guess.
"What should we do now? How should we continue? "Dorcas quickly asked while looking at Aikor's direction.
Dorcas only wanted to check the progress of the absorption of the illusion. However, he saw Aikor and Stop staring at him through the thin mist.
The accumulated energy had already locked onto him.
They weren't completely free yet, but they would be free in the next second!
Just as Dorcas was thinking this, the "next second" arrived. The mist that had shrouded the area around the spatial gate had completely dissipated! As the mist disappeared, Aikor took a step forward and drew a long, thin, blunt sword with a rainbow-like glow on it. He swung the sword at Dorcas from a distance.
They were still a hundred meters apart, and Aikor didn't move closer. However, Dorcas felt that the attack ignored the distance and appeared right in front of him.
"You deal with these two first. Leave Witch Sharon to me. "
A row of words appeared in front of Dorcas's eyes.
"Are you trying to send me to my death?!" Dorcas subconsciously cursed. How was he supposed to stop the two of them by himself? Besides, they could summon a Shallow Sea Strongman!
Although Dorcas was cursing, he still took a step forward and activated his Blood Aura Shield. He was prepared to block Eckstedt's slash across the air.
After all, the attack seemed to be aimed at him, but it covered a large area, which also included Angor's position.
"I'm not asking you to die. You only need to block it for a moment. I've already locked onto the substitute's location. "
Dorcas let out a sigh of relief when he saw the new row of words.
If he had to fight two powerful wizards and a Shallow Sea Strongman alone, it would be almost impossible. However, if he only needed to block them for a moment and let Angor take the substitute, it would be much easier.
While Dorcas regained his confidence and decided to fight Aikor's attack, Angor had already broken through the mist illusion and reached Witch Sharon's side.
Compared to Dorcas's bloody entrance, Angor's method was much more subtle and did not attract Witch Sharon's attention.
Also, he added an extra illusion to confuse the five senses of the target.
Aikor might "banish" the illusion later, but at least it was still useful for now.
As expected, Witch Sharon did not notice the abnormality with the shadow behind her after her five senses had been thrown into confusion.
However, she did not ignore it for long.
Three seconds later, a strand of iridescent light broke through the illusion and connected to Witch Sharon.
A hint of joy flashed across Witch Sharon's eyes when she saw the rainbow thread, "Aixen?"
Just as Witch Sharon was about to say something, a familiar voice came from outside. "Watch out behind you!"
Witch Sharon did not know what was going on, but since Aikor warned her, something must have happened. Maybe Dorcas was right behind her.
As she thought about this, she saw a familiar red light shining on her shoulder.
Witch Sharon rolled forward without hesitation, dodging the attack from behind. However, when Witch Sharon looked back and tried to lock onto Dorcas's position, she found that there was only a vast expanse of white behind her. There was nothing.
The red light that fell on his shoulder was like a dream.
A dream?
Witch Sharon suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it really be an illusion? After all, the other wizard who called himself Jon was an expert in illusions. Did he attack her as well?
But Aikor and Stop were both here. If Dorcas was attacking her, shouldn't Jon be dealing with Aikor and Stop?
Something was wrong.
Witch Sharon did not know what was wrong, but she felt something was wrong. Furthermore, would she be able to dodge Dorcas's attack just by rolling forward?
And if the red light was an illusion, then …
Sharon looked at the iridescent thread with suspicion in her eyes.
Was this really Aikor's string?
Just as Witch Sharon was filled with doubts, a voice rang in her ears, "Are you alright?"
Witch Sharon subconsciously turned her head, only to see Aixen and Stop appear in the mist.
Aikor was looking at her with a worried and sincere gaze. Stop, on the other hand, had a familiar look of disdain on his face as he stood a dozen meters away.
Witch Sharon frowned in the face of her companions' concern. She even took a step back.
"Are you guys real?"
Aikor looked confused. He did not understand why Witch Sharon would ask such a question, but he still answered seriously, "Of course we are real. Are you … alright?"
Stop crossed his arms and stood outside the mist. He mocked, "What a piece of trash. You've been played like a fiddle. You don't even recognize people anymore."
Witch Sharon didn't mind Stop's mockery at all. That was how he was supposed to be. She only stared at Aikor. Only Aikor could prove whether everything was real or not.
Aikor hesitated for a moment. He extended a finger and tapped the air.
A large number of colorful strings fell from above like rain, piercing straight into the mist around them. With the appearance of the rainbow-colored threads, the mist was quickly absorbed by the threads.
Witch Sharon raised her head at this moment and looked up.
She saw the familiar light wheel, as well as the colorful rainbow diagram.
Seeing this, Witch Sharon was certain that the Aikor in front of her was real. This was because this was Aikor's unique ability.
Even though she was certain that the Aikor in front of her was real, Witch Sharon still felt that something was wrong. She subconsciously looked at the first string. It was the string that had pierced into the mist before she heard the voice, "Be careful behind you."
Witch Sharon was stunned when she looked at it.
The original iridescent thread … had disappeared.
She suddenly remembered something when she looked at the empty ground. This rainbow string had pierced through the mist from the outside and landed on the ground near her.
The rainbow strings that Aikor had created now were strings that fell from the wheel of light in the sky. They hung down, not pierced horizontally.
When she thought of this, Witch Sharon turned her head abruptly and looked at Aikor, "Just now, were you the one who told me to be careful behind me?"
Aikor paused for a moment and shook his head, "No. What happened to your back?"
How could Witch Sharon not understand that she had fallen into a trap at this point? The string just now was not released by Aikor. It was also not Aikor who told her to be careful behind her back.
If it was not Aikor, then it could only be Jon!
He had used an illusion to confuse her.
But what was his intention in doing so? Witch Sharon did not feel that there was anything wrong with her body. Did that mean that Jon did not intend to attack her?
Or was it that Jon was about to attack her when Aikor and Stop happened to arrive?
"Did you see the adept who released the illusion? Did he come to my side just now?" Witch Sharon could not figure it out and asked Aikor.
Aikor said, "Are you talking about the shadow adept? He did come here just now, but I don't think he did anything to you. He was just hiding in the shadows on the ground. "
"When we came over just now, he had already retreated."
The first thing that Witch Sharon noticed was the "shadow adept". How could there be a shadow adept here? Wasn't there a wizard who practiced both prophecy and bloodline, as well as space and illusion adept? Where did this shadow adept come from? Could it be that he had been hiding in the shadows of those two people?
But soon, she threw this "unimportant" information to the back of her mind, because she caught a new piece of information from Aikor's words.
Hiding in the shadows on the ground?
Not behind her?
An image suddenly flashed through Witch Sharon's mind. In order to avoid the red light behind her, she rolled a few meters away.
Rolled … on the ground …
Could it be that Jon was forcing her to roll? Because he was hiding in the shadows on the ground?
But she did roll and was not hurt?
No, Jon must have a purpose for approaching her. If it was not to hurt her, could it be for something else?
Witch Sharon lowered her head and began to inspect her body.
She suspected that Jon had left a mark on her body. Perhaps it was some kind of curse spell, just like the Blood Curse she used on Dorcas.
Witch Sharon's actions of searching him caused Aixen to be puzzled.
"What's wrong? Did you drop something? "Aikor asked.
Sharon did not answer. She kept inspecting her body.
Stop, who had been crossing his arms over his chest, spoke in a plain voice, "I think she dropped her necklace. Look, that wizard over there took it."
Stop looked at a place not far away.
The mist was almost gone, and he could clearly see Angor and Dorcas on the other side of the arena.
One of the shadow adepts was holding a necklace in his hand. Stop was no stranger to this necklace. He had seen it on Witch Sharon before.
Necklace? Witch Sharon did not understand what Stop meant. Her necklace was not an alchemy item, nor was it expensive. It was just a common metal found in the Wildland World. Before entering the southern wizarding region, she asked Paganini to make her a necklace so that she could use it to connect her substitutes.
Calling it a necklace was already out of her league.
How could anyone steal a necklace that was worthless in the mortal world?
Besides, her substitutes could only be used by herself. No one could use them.
Although Witch Sharon thought so, she still reached out and touched her neck. This time, he really didn't feel anything.
Witch Sharon looked down and saw that her necklace was gone.
Jon's goal was her necklace? Was he crazy? Why did he only take a necklace? Was he trying to curse her using her pheromone?
Puzzled, Witch Sharon followed Stop's gaze and looked at the other side of the arena.
Jon and Dorcas were standing on one side of the arena, looking at them from a distance.
Chown was stroking a very familiar necklace in his hand.
(End of Chapter)
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