It was the third day, and another ten hours had passed.
Angor knocked on the ceiling several times but still found nothing.
Angor began to wonder if Xiao Ke's diary was not in the cellar but somewhere outside. Or maybe the cellar they were in right now was a special place.
He didn't think that he or Luigi were prone to "accidents" and would run into accidents wherever they went.
But the reality of the situation was like a slap to his face.
If he didn't have a special constitution, why was it so easy for others to find the diary, but it was so difficult for them?
Besides, even if Xiao Ke's diary was not placed in a conspicuous place, it would at least be in a symbolic place. It was as if the diary was meant to be seen by those who came in.
But this cellar had neither a conspicuous place nor a symbolic place. Where could the diary be hidden?
As Angor pondered, Luigi once again played the scene of "a priest playing his confession in the fire". Solemn and solemn, sacred and decadent, passionate and desperate … all suppressed emotions were released in this moment.
In particular, this song of confession was played in this sealed cellar. The echoes continued to reverberate, as if a priest was reluctantly bidding farewell to this sinful world.
He loved life and was loyal to his god, but in the end, he turned into a Black Goat Demon and turned into ashes in the fire.
Ridiculous and helpless.
Even if Angor did not know the story behind "Black Goat Confession", he could not help but be affected by it. Besides, he already knew the story, so he was even more shocked.
However, this did not last long.
It was not that Luigi's interpretation was not good, but after Luigi finished the last movement, he started from the beginning again. The mood at the beginning and the mood at the end of the song were completely different. The sudden change from the desperate situation of bitterness and hatred to the scene of spring and white snow naturally reduced the sense of immersion by a lot.
He was a little disappointed that he did not get to enjoy the rest of the song, but he soon got over it and prepared to think about the diary again.
However, as soon as he turned around, he froze on the spot.
He suddenly thought of something.
There was a special place in this cellar that he did not look for.
It was "special" because it was the center of the entire cellar. In a spacious and empty cellar like this, people would naturally look toward the center of the cellar.
Therefore, the most special and eye-catching location of this cellar was the center of the cellar.
However, Angor did not look for the center of the cellar.
Because … Luigi was sitting right there.
Earlier, Luigi entered the cellar before Angor, and he went straight to the center of the cellar and sat down.
It was as if he was using the spot as his seat.
As a matter of fact, the location was not bad. Most of the mirror ghosts came out from the walls around them. There was a buffer between them and Luigi's position, which was enough for Angor's mist illusion to work.
Since Luigi took the seat first, Angor did not bother to ask about it.
If there was a hidden space in the cellar, maybe it was right under Luigi's right.
He had a guess, but Luigi was still immersed in his training, so he didn't want to disturb him. He had to put it aside for now and wait for Luigi to come back to his senses.
Angor waited for three hours.
Luigi was still practicing Black Sheep Confession over and over again, and the result was satisfying. According to Angor's estimation, Luigi should be able to fully digest the music score before the end of the third day.
Although Luigi would probably finish his practice early, the third wave of mirror ghosts would not wait until the last minute.
As the lights in the cellar flickered, the third wave of mirror ghosts finally arrived.
Just as he expected, there were a lot of mirror monsters coming this time, and they didn't end all at once.
This time, it was more like a "monster siege". The ghosts came in several waves.
The first wave of mirror ghosts was the familiar wand ghosts and sheet ghosts. They came out from the ceiling and walls in a group of about ten.
There was an increase in the number, but under the effect of the illusion, it did not cause much of a ripple and was quietly calmed down.
The only thing worth mentioning was that two sheet ghosts, one white and one black, were too close to each other when they entered the cellar. Even when both of them entered the mist, they could not stop them from "combining".
Angor's guess was correct. The sheet ghosts could combine. Instead of turning into a zebra-striped sheet ghost, they changed their species and became a bald demon with pure white skin and dark eyes.
Baldy was the name Angor came up with.
The main reason was that he was indeed bald, and there were two horns on his head that resembled those of a devil. He also had a pair of pure white wings on his back, which made him look extremely similar to a devil.
The sheet ghost's energy signature was at the level of an early level-2 apprentice. However, the baldy demon's energy signature was at the level of a level-3 apprentice. If it knew some powerful offensive spells, it might even reach the level of a wizard.
However, he didn't know what kind of ability it had. Before it could do anything, it was already trapped inside the mist cage.
There were more mirror ghosts this time, but they were not strong enough. Angor took care of them easily. However, he did not let his guard down because the second wave of mirror ghosts had already arrived.
This time, there were fewer Mirror Ghosts. There was only one.
However, her ability was quite strong.
She was the only one Angor knew about so far.
It was the Mirror Banshee.
It was a banshee wearing a long, flowing black dress. Her eyes were yellow, her lips were red, and her hair was wilted like weeds. However, her movements were as graceful as a court lady's. She held a round mirror in front of her chest with both hands.
As soon as she appeared, the mirror spontaneously absorbed the surrounding illusion nodes without any movement.
From afar, one could see a large amount of mist being sucked into the mirror like a tornado.
This was one of the Mirror Banshee's abilities: Dangerous Mirror Space.
Any energy or matter that she deemed as dangerous would be sucked into the space.
Of course, this did not mean that the danger was gone. It was only a temporary distraction, and it would come back later.
But for now, if the Mirror Banshee absorbed all the mist illusions, it would be pointless even if the illusions broke out later.
After all, they were not going to stay here for long. They could not wait until the illusions came out.
Currently, the Mirror Banshee's ability was very effective against illusions. Fortunately, this Mirror Banshee's level was on the low side. The level here didn't refer to strength. In terms of strength, the Mirror Banshee was also a top-level apprentice.
As far as Angor knew, a Mirror Banshee's level was determined by the mirror she was holding.
The weakest banshee had a round mirror, followed by a triangular mirror, a square mirror, and so on. The more edges the mirror had, the higher the level of the banshee.
The higher the level of the banshee, the more powerful the Dangerous Mirror Space would be.
So far, the banshee with a round mirror was the weakest banshee. The Dangerous Mirror Space that came with a round mirror was not big. It was only about the size of a room.
As long as the space inside the mirror was filled up, the Dangerous Mirror Space would be useless.
It was basically impossible to fill up the space with mist. If all the mist in the cellar was sucked into the mirror, the space inside would be more than enough.
But that did not mean illusions would not work.
If the nodes of the illusion were slightly changed, they could create illusionary objects with the characteristics of "reality", such as the house in the heart space. Although it was created by illusionary magic, all the furniture and objects inside had "materiality".
It would be much easier to fill up the space inside the mirror with these "real" illusions.
Angor pointed at the mist around the Mirror Banshee from afar.
There was no change in the mist at the moment, but when the mist was absorbed into the mirror, the delayed explosion of the illusion nodes quickly constructed a solid boulder and expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the boulder filled up the entire space within the mirror.
The Mirror Banshee did not notice it at first. When the mirror in front of her chest could no longer absorb the mist, she stretched her neck and stuck her head inside the mirror.
And then … there was nothing else.
She could not destroy the illusion boulder inside the mirror, and there was still some time before the Dangerous Mirror Space exploded. She had no other way to deal with the mist around her.
Therefore, like the bedsheet ghost and the bald demon, she was shrouded in the fog and completely lost.
The second wave of Mirror Ghosts was dealt with without any mishap.
However, this wasn't the end of it. When Angor thought the first wave was over, a new wave of mirror monsters showed up. This one was even more unique than the previous ones.
As soon as it appeared, it turned into light.
Light that was real.
Angor tried to sense it through the mist, but he did not notice anything strange. It was as if a new light source had appeared in the mist.
And the light source was still expanding. Soon, the mist and the light intertwined.
Neither of them could do anything to the other. It was as if they were competitors on different tracks.
The light source continued to spread along with the granular mist, and in an instant, it had spread more than ten meters.
At this rate, it would reach Luigi in a matter of seconds.
Angor did not care why the mist could not stop the light source. He quickly thought of a way to deal with it.
Soon, he came up with an idea.
Since the mist could not stop the light, he would give it a taste of its own medicine.
Using his illusion, he placed the mirror banshee near the source of the light and shrunk the illusionary boulder he placed inside the mirror to leave enough space for the mirror banshee. Then, he used the mirror banshee's path to absorb the light.
His idea could be considered to have succeeded.
As expected, the light source could be absorbed by the mirror banshee.
However, although the idea was good, it was useless because … Luigi had awakened.
Luigi stood up with a satisfied smile on his face and waved at Angor. "I told you I could finish early. See? I did it. There are still ten hours left until the third day. "
Luigi walked to Angor and talked about the result of his practice. He looked as if he had the world under his feet, and there was nothing to worry about.
He even praised the "Black Sheep Confession" to the heavens. He was so confident that the next time he saw Uriel, he would definitely win with one song.
"Well, since you're awake, why don't you take care of this ghost?" Angor interrupted Luigi's boasting and pointed at the ghost in the mist.
Luigi looked at where Angor was pointing. "Huh? The Mirror Banshee and the Light Bane? These two Mirror Ghosts are very strong. They're the most difficult to deal with in the previous waves, and they've appeared together. "
Luigi shook his head and sighed. "You're so unlucky."
"… You don't know who's the unlucky one here. Besides, you enjoyed my protection for three days, and now you're complaining? "
"Hurry up and take over."
Luigi took several steps back. "Why? Let's just leave."
"I have something else to do. It's your turn to protect me."
Luigi: "???"
Luigi didn't know what Angor was talking about, but he still took the initiative to explain. "Light Calamity is a very special existence among mirror ghosts. They can assimilate most energy and matter and turn them into an endless source of light. Wherever they passed, not a single blade of grass grew, and not a single piece of soil remained. That's why they're called 'Light Bane', the bane of light.
"However, it's obvious that it can't assimilate your Illusory Energy … This means that your Illusory Energy is far above its assimilation limit."
"If you want to deal with it, you'd better surround it with something of the opposite effect, such as the power of darkness.
"Actually, using the Mirror Banshee's mirror to deal with the Light Bane isn't a bad idea. Why don't you keep them in this stalemate?"
Angor chuckled. "If you can control my illusions, do it. If you can't, you'll have to figure something out yourself."
Luigi had no choice but to give up on controlling his illusions.
However, Luigi didn't show any emotion when facing the Light Bane, which meant he had other ways to deal with it.
As expected, Luigi gently plucked the strings a few times, and the dancing notes constructed a few pitch-black mirror monuments in midair.
As Light Calamity was still unable to move, it gave Luigi a good opportunity. He directly dropped the black mirror obelisk from mid-air, turning it into a black cage, locking Light Calamity tightly.
After making sure that the Light Bane couldn't escape, Luigi looked at Angor. "It should be fine now. By the way, do you need my help with what you're going to do?"
"Yes, before. But not now."
Luigi didn't know what to say.
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