C102 I Accept

It was an owl.

No, the owl didn't sound right, it should be an owl man.

The owl man flapped its wings a few times in the air and then fell, baring its teeth at me. Then it stretched out its human-like feet and became a young man in his twenties.

His body had changed, becoming no different from a normal human. The only difference was his eye.

It's full of a peculiar feeling, it was this eye that struck me just now.

Legend has it that the owl had already taken human form and had cultivated to the level of a demon.

Facing such a monster, of course I wouldn't dare to be careless.

What bullsh * t, they don't even exist. As expected of a great demon.

"Break."

I shouted through clenched teeth, almost biting my lip.

Sensing the smell of blood, my whole being seemed to come alive, and I woke up with a start.

"Crunch."

The scene in front of me changed. I was still in the lab on the second floor.

However, the experiment lab on the second floor had already changed scenes. There were all kinds of human bones inside, some of which were extremely thick and sturdy.

On the wall, a giant photo of a human skeleton was hanging.

At the same time, at the farthest place, there was Professor Yang's handwritten book, which read, "Things like the revival of the Lord Asura."

The answer was obvious. Professor Yang was truly the subordinate of the Asura God.

The lab on the second floor, including what I'd seen that day, had always been an illusion.

The real lab on the second floor was filled with human bone puzzles, like a graveyard.

That owl usually disguised itself as an old clock. As long as someone entered the room, the first thing they would do was look at the clock.

The two eyes that were looking at the owl were so bizarre that even I couldn't help but be impressed.

At a glance, it didn't matter, but the blow was almost destructive.

"You are very powerful, you actually saw through the arrangement. There are many students that came here, you are the first one out of the illusion realm, and the first person to truly see me."

The owl-man chuckled. His voice was ice-cold, and his face was expressionless.

Even the way he spoke was a little better than the robot.

After all, a demon was a demon. Even in human form, there was still a huge difference between a demon and a real person.

"Where is Professor Yang? Also, what's the relationship between Professor Yang and the Asura God? I think you know about it, right?"

Without saying anything further, I decided to strike first to gain the upper hand. I rushed forward to catch that fellow's arm from behind.

Then, as long as I don't look into his eyes, there shouldn't be a big problem.

But the moment I rushed out, I knew I was wrong. Extremely wrong.

"Bam."

That fellow didn't fear me at all, and directly sent a flying kick towards me.

The kick was so powerful that I couldn't dodge in time and got hit in the arm.

With just that single kick, I couldn't take it any longer and was sent flying backwards, smashing against the wall before stopping.

"Pfft."

I just felt a sweet sensation in my throat and I couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Crap."

When I looked up, it didn't matter. What mattered was that I met the owl man's eyes.

His two large round eyes were like ripples in water, constantly emitting ripples, and also emitting different colors of light.

I seemed to be lost in it, almost forgetting everything. Who am I, and where am I?

What have I come here for? Why have I come here?

Everything seemed to have been turned completely blurry by their gazes.

The deeper the obsession in his heart, the more he fell into it.

After finishing everything, the owl-man nods his head in satisfaction. Then, looking at me, who was still in a daze, he pulls out his phone and dials a number.

"Lord Asura God, everything is complete. That boy really did come to the laboratory. He has already been controlled by my illusion technique."

"Very well, we'll burn it down and leave no clues behind. You can come back immediately."

It was just a short conversation, but it decided the fate of the laboratory.

Five minutes later, starting with the curtains, the flames began to burn.

The owl flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

The fire in the laboratory grew larger and larger, and I was caught in that terrible transformation.

Even though I knew what was happening outside, I couldn't open my eyes.

Perhaps it was because my obsession was too deep. From the ninth concubine onwards, that experience of opening hell made my obsession deepen.

Not so much in the Owl's illusion as in my own.

"I, I want to wake up."

I slowly said this sentence and fell forward. The last bit of my consciousness was completely lost in the illusion.

Within the illusions.

"Is, is this an ancient battlefield?"

I opened my mouth and realized that I was just a small soldier in a platoon, wearing an unknown military uniform. In front of me was a black mass of enemies.

The east wind blew and the war drums sounded.

It was the time for men to gallop in the battlefield.

But as for me, I was so scared that I started running everywhere.

"Hey, that person, what are you doing? The Suicide Squadron that I gave you has already sent two taels of silver. You actually want to run away? Try running away again and get yourself engaged in martial law."

At this moment, an authoritative voice sounded. A general wearing armor and riding a warhorse arrived in front of me and whipped me.

It hurt, but it woke me up.

"Where am I?"

No, I'm in the illusion, the damn illusion of that owl man.

But this illusion is too real. I have a premonition that if I die here, then I will truly die.

"Hey, man, hot blood spilled across the battlefield. You brat, why aren't you coming with me to kill the enemy? Forget it. Raise the flag. People can die, but the flag cannot fall. Do you understand?"

The golden-armored general lifted a flag and handed it to me, then continued to command the charge.

Ahead of them was the real battlefield. The two sides were fighting, and even the air was filled with the smell of blood.

There was no high-speed rail here, no aircraft cannon, just a war in the era of cold weapons.

The soldiers carried spears and spears, while the generals rode their horses and brandished their swords to kill the enemy.

My camp was all dressed in red, with a treasure-bottle shaped flag carved on it. It should be the symbol of this country.

Well, there was no other way. Just do as the general said.

Maybe he saw that I wasn't suitable to rush in, so he passed the flag to me and told me to carry the flag and run wildly without having to fight with others.

It could also be considered an alternative life saving method.

Suddenly, I felt a little better about the general.

Not bad, my luck is really good. I just entered the illusion world and I have the help of a rich person.