Chapter 272

Looking back, in a corner of the castle hall, the boy who built this illusion was still braved the white fog. The white fog completely shrouded him, and he could only vaguely see his bloody feet. As the white fog continued to spread, soon even his feet were completely shrouded.

"It's a good fairyland. For the young brother's age, the hall looks quite real." At this time, Lydia's voice came from the rear.

Everyone turned around and saw that Lydia appeared directly in front of a gorgeous round table. She was sitting gracefully in a chair in a variety of wizard robes.

Lydia is a gorgeous woman with a red robe and a pink head rolled up. Sitting in front of the gorgeous round table is almost integrated with the extravagant and extravagant style expressed by the dreamland.

When others saw Lydia, Lydia saw them too.

Lydia frowned: "well, even if it's a fantasy, I should be in the box. They can't see me?"

At this time, Lydia turned and looked to the other side. Now a white old wizard was standing under a mural, leisurely watching the figures in the mural.

The white old wizard Lydia knew, and was an old wizard in the box next to her. The other party seemed to see Lydia, turned his head and smiled kindly at her, which was regarded as face-to-face.

According to the design of the golden card VIP box, she can't see other golden card boxes, but in this dreamland, the "wall" between the boxes seems to be transparent?

"Interesting." Lydia drew a mysterious smile from the corners of her mouth.

Lydia looked at the round table and the chair under her. She was sitting on the long sand. Now she is still sitting, but the sand is gone.

She also noticed that in the infield, some wizard apprentices were turning upside down, and the stools under their hips inexplicably... Disappeared when the illusion was generated?

"Is this some special fantasy?" Lydia once fought with a true Magic Wizard. The other side was a master who used magic. The dreamland was as if it were real. Even if you had a magic wand in your hand, he could turn it into a poisonous snake. Even if you know this is a fantasy, the poisonous snake can really hurt you and even poison you. This is the magic of wizard level fantasy.

Can a mere apprentice build such a fantasy?

Lydia stood up and slowly approached an apprentice who had stayed in the infield with a hint of temptation.

It is reasonable to say that she is in the gold card box on the third floor, and the other party is sitting on the first floor. If she wants to have an intersection, she must at least bypass the wall of the box, and then cross the height of the third floor to reach the other party. But Lydia took a few steps and now came to the apprentice.

"Is this really a fantasy?" Doubt rose in Lydia's heart.

This question is the question of almost everyone present. Are you sure this is a fantasy, not another space?

……

At this time, David and Prometheus also fell into the gorgeous hall. Before David could figure out why the stairs disappeared and the height difference disappeared, he hurried to the direction of angel.

"Angel!" David also knew angel's situation, so he was not reckless, but quietly approached Angel while everyone was attracted by this strange fantasy.

The scope of the white fog around Angel kept expanding, so when David quietly walked into the white fog from one side, the others ignored him for a while.

David stooped to angel and tried to touch him, but he heard Angel gasping with fear: "David! Don't touch me..."

"Angel, are you all right now?" David said with a sense of loss, "what should we do now? Can you escape from the illusion?"

Angel was in a very strange state at this time. He saw the place and the creatures that had brought him a sense of terror. He had a hunch that he must not disturb them, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

So when David approached, he whispered to stop.

"Don't worry about me. Take Toby now and let master Prometheus save it." Angel gasped: "you tell him that if I survive this time, I will help him make a weapon to restrain the dead. I can draw the death Prelude magic energy array... But ask him to save Toby. Toby must not have anything to do."

David was pale, but he listened to angel, held Toby carefully in the palm of his hand, then turned back and asked in a trembling voice, "what about you?"

"Leave me alone. I have a way."

David finally left quietly in angel's anger.

After David left, angel smiled bitterly: how? What can he do? He's still busy with himself.

David put Toby in the inner bag, carefully walked out of the white fog, and then sneaked towards promy.

Others may not notice him because of the problem of fantasy, but the twilight appears. But she didn't do it. She looked at David lightly, and then turned her eyes to the white fog.

The dreamland constructed by the boy made her a little confused. Is this really a fantasy?

Twilight regretted a little. At that time, she even watched each other build a fantasy and didn't stop it, just because she jokingly wanted to see how ridiculous the cards of a first-class apprentice were. However, although this card has not yet shown its effect, she has raised a little uneasiness in her heart.

At this time, the twilight heard a noise not far away, and she turned her head.

But I saw a barefoot girl floating in mid air, floating in her direction with a haze face.

This person is no stranger to twilight. It is flora with the title of blood witch. She is also the gold card VIP of the auction. She sits in box 35.

However, today's flora looks a little strange.

It's not her expression or her clothes, but there seems to be a skeleton behind flora... Clinging to her?

When the twilight looked at it, she did see a skeleton shadow, but the shadow loomed and disappeared, which made it difficult for her to confirm.

"Flora, when did you have this strange hobby?" Lydia suddenly stood in front of Flora's face. She was dressed in a fiery red wizard robe, which formed a strong contrast with Flora's deep purple doll skirt.

"Strange hobbies? You mean, do I like to kill people after drinking blood or divide them into corpses after killing? By the way, my favorite killing is women in red." Flora smiled sarcastically.

Lydia raised her mouth and said, "my hobby is, when did you like to go on the street with skeletons on your back?"

human skeleton? Flora's eyes coagulated: "what are you talking about? Can you see Xiao Hong?"

"Xiao Hong? Do you mean this skull holding its head in a wailing shape? What a rustic and suggestive name." Lydia said.

Flora ignored Lydia, grabbed an apprentice and asked fiercely, "can you see the little red behind me?"

"What... What... Xiao Hong? I only see a skeleton shadow."

When flora got the answer, she frowned more and threw the apprentice aside. He said in his heart, "what's going on? What ghost did Angel make? Why can Xiaohong be seen by others?"

Flora gnashed her teeth and sighed, "what a trouble!"

Flora was so angry that she ignored Lydia's sarcasm and rushed towards angel's place.

The twilight was still wondering when Flora's intention came, and something strange happened.

Hearing a terrible cry in the white fog, flora immediately recognized that it was angel's voice.

With this miserable cry, the sound of gongs, drums and trumpets that others had vaguely heard suddenly became clear.

Everyone was attracted by the scream and looked in the direction of white fog.

At this time, a strange palpitation was spreading, and there seemed to be a deep terror approaching them slowly.

The twilight was also frowned by the terrible palpitations of the drum. At this time, the twilight escort rushed over and stood beside twilight. Twilight whispered, "can you contact the backstage?"

The captain of the guard shook his head: "twilight, I can't contact the outside world at all. This illusion seems to be a real space. The four walls feel like entities. At present, the only door is behind the white fog."

The twilight trembled at this. She looked at the white fog, and there was no light on her five fingers. Under everyone's attention, ten lights stirred all substances and rushed into the white smoke.

The direction of the twilight was where Angel lay down. But the feedback she received was the rebound of several metals.

All the light bounced back under everyone's surprised gaze.

Several of them were empty, and two of them unfortunately hit people, but the people who hit were two people of the twilight escort. One of them was hit in the head and died on the spot, while the other was pierced through his chest and couldn't live.

Seeing that his side was dead, twilight's face became dark. It was originally a simple trouble. The troublemaker was only one person and one beast at the apprentice level. In the end, it turned out to be this situation. Not only did the perpetrators not die, but they also died

"This is my mistake. I will report my crime to the family." Twilight looked at another dying guard with a trace of guilt.

As the twilight spoke, a strange procession of tea cups stepped out of the white fog.

Everyone frowned and looked at this long string of strange music team... They were all white porcelain teacups with love marks. They had thin arms and legs like matches, held various musical instruments, and some were playing the piano in the air.

The strangest thing is that the notes they play are also materialized. The staff winds out like curls of cooking smoke, and the notes like tadpoles move in a lively rhythm on the staff.

It looks like a girl's dream band, but what they play is full of strange and gloomy notes.

"What is this?" Twilight was surprised and said a few words. He said hello impolitely.

As a result, as soon as milli Guang came into contact with the band, he was bounced back by the musical instrument.

Twilight now understands what happened to the rebound just now. It turned out that this group of bands made a ghost. But what exactly are these bands from?

Twilight attacked the teacup band several times, but still failed. Other wizards and escorts also moved their hands. But it has not had any impact on them.

Twilight hated: "all this is done by that boy. Kill him and it will be over."

Speaking of this, the twilight took an arrow step and rushed into the white fog. At a glance, he saw angel who fell to the ground and couldn't afford to be seriously injured. With a sneer, she stretched out her hand. Her fingernails looked like sharp claws and plunged into angel's chest.

Just then, a shrill and terrible laughter sounded from angel's body.

"Hee hee hee"

With this terrible laughter, the tea cup band in front suddenly stopped playing and shouted in a strange voice like a child: "the Queen's night tour ~"

Before the twilight could react, the five fingers grasping angel's chest were caught by the other hand.

The twilight looked back and saw a man in black around him.

"Lord Sanders?!"