I was regarded as a demon god by a witch

Chapter 152 The Projection of the Ocean and the Lost City
More than a month has passed, and a rudimentary soap factory has been built in an open space on the mountainside of the Barony of Molo.

Under the planning of Tartax and others, the expanded soap factory and blast furnace are all behind the castle, which can prevent the enemy from suddenly attacking the important economic source in these two territories-the industrial area.

The village is also getting more and more stylish.

Sixteen toll booths, during this process, received 25 gold pounds.

During the period, many explorers who crossed the border wanted to make trouble, but they were all suppressed by the Griffin Knight and Rayleigh's troops.

If the mob wants to succeed, they need overwhelming scale to be courageous, otherwise they can only disperse in a hurry.

In the mirror space, as soon as Ivita put his hand on the washbasin, the water surface in the washbasin began to change dramatically. The water inside seemed to sense the master's power and spun rapidly.

Ivita looked down and saw that the bottom of the washbasin was extremely deep, like a mirror.

Ivita suddenly had a thought, thinking of the mirror space itself, thinking of the special state that the mirror can magnify the matter and the mind, if he regards this water basin as a mirror and reads the magic mirror divination spell, what will happen?
Evita tried it if he wanted to, and he said the spell softly.

For a moment, he felt as if his spiritual power had hit some kind of wall, but soon the wall was also broken by his strong spiritual power, and the water in the washbasin suddenly stopped.

On the side, the absent-minded old witch was the first to sense the huge change in magic power.

This is not right.

Because she found that the water magic power that should have been surging like the tide of the sea stopped in an instant.

is completely stopped.

This is not the phenomenon that Water Palace Magic should have.

The old witch yelled at Evita with a changed face, "What did you do?"

"Your Majesty."

"What did you do?"

It is very dangerous to stop the raging water magic.

It's like letting a high-speed carriage stop in an instant, there will be an infinite impact, and even the carriage may fall apart!
But Evita seemed to have nothing.

But the old witch clearly felt that Iveta's attention was not here.

His attention went deep.

……

At this time, Ivita's sight came to the depths of his soul, which was a place shrouded in white mist.

He knew that this place should be the structure of [Mist of Wisdom].

According to the old witch, this is the power that wizards and witches tried their best to steal from fate.

This kind of soul structure can protect the wizard's soul to the greatest extent. It is because of this structure of soul that wizards dare to accommodate the source of magic power in nature.

If the soul of an ordinary person is as fragile as the egg white and yolk in an egg.

The soul of a wizard with the structure of [Mist of Wisdom] will be very strong.

In this foggy world, Ivita saw a modern and luxurious city in the dense fog. There is a lot of traffic, tall buildings, and rows of buildings here. The strange and familiar sound of cars made Ivita stunned. live.

He found himself standing at a traffic light intersection.

There was a steady flow of cars around, and a bus passed by his side.

Ivita even had an abrupt feeling that he had traveled back.

The surrounding fog became thinner and thinner, almost completely disappearing, and the whole city became real.

A traffic policeman came over, holding a baton, and signaled the cars around Iveta to give way to pedestrians. "That young man, what's the matter with you, aren't you blocking traffic?"

Ivita raised her eyebrows and said to herself, "Don't worry."

"Here is the gnostic fog structure of my soul."

"Everyone here is not real, but an illusion."

Suddenly, the old traffic policeman grabbed Evita by the sleeve and dragged him out. "Wearing ancient clothes, aren't you doing performance art here?"

"Uncle must tell you, if it weren't for your young age, you would be in bad luck. You are obstructing traffic."

He pulled Ivita over, and at this moment, Ivita felt an incomparable sense of reality.

The old traffic policeman said: "What is true or false, if you think it is true, it is true, and if you think it is false, it is false."

"There are so many twists and turns in this world."

"For a while, I also felt that what I experienced in my dreams was real, and this city was fake."

"I dreamed that I was just a 996 programmer in that world, but in this world, somehow I became a traffic policeman. Hahahaha, I can get a solid job, so I would rather this is the real world."

Evita was dumbfounded.

He was dragged to the traffic police booth and stood beside him.

Iveta felt that something seemed a little wrong.

The city is definitely in its own soul, so it must be false.

But the people inside, are they fake?

But... is my fog of gnosis normal?
He looked up and saw a lifelike six-winged dragon appearing above the city. He looked at the people in the city, as if no one could see the dragon in the sky.

The six-winged dragon suddenly opened its huge mouth, "Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

"This is the lost city, where your subconscious is. Lose yourself here, and even you will be overwhelmed by the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Alsace's law and your spiritual fog have formed this place, but if it were you, as long as you want to wake up, you will definitely wake up."

Under the stimulation of the dragon, Ivita covered his head, feeling as if something was about to be squeezed out of his brain.

Then, something really squeezed out of his nose, it was a red door.

This door appeared under his feet, and then opened instantly.

Ivita fell into the door all of a sudden, and who knew, there was water behind the door.

Seeing this, the old traffic policeman quickly grabbed Iveta's arms, trying to pull him back. "Why are you jumping into the river, come back to me quickly."

Ivita just felt speechless, let go quickly.

I'm getting out of here!

It would be hilarious to get lost in the structure of your own soul.

The old traffic policeman's strength gradually became insufficient, so he had no choice but to let go of him, with a guilty expression on his face.

Ivita sank into his hands at once, and he glanced at many things in the water, saw the entire outline of the sea, and these outlines were reflected in his right eye.

Then, he seemed to see the appearance of the resplendent and resplendent Dragon Palace reflected in the current in the ocean.

'Boom~'

The old witch pulled Evita out of the washbasin. "Why do you bury your head in the washbasin?"

"What are you doing?"

Ivita looked up and found himself back in the dark mirror space.

He glanced at the washbasin with lingering fear, and found that there was a huge change inside the basin. The bottom of the washbasin seemed to have no end, as if it was connected to the whole sea.

"I...even if the wizard buries his head in the basin, it's not a big problem, is it?" Ivita gasped and said to the old witch.

The old witch said distressedly: "But you have buried your head in it for more than an hour."

"I don't even know how you breathe in it?"

"Won't you suffocate?"

"Even if you are a wizard, you can suffocate for half an hour or a quarter of an hour at most."

Ivita looked back at the old witch in surprise.

what.

How could he stay in his own soul for so long?

What is that lost city?
Why does it feel like my soul is like a big treasure, and the water inside is very deep.

Ivita subconsciously wanted to lift the washbasin, but found that the washbasin was not moving at all.

broken.

How did this thing get so heavy?
If you can't move out of the mirror space, how can you cast spells with it?
(End of this chapter)