Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 487 Make a Bet

Heine actually has two trump cards.

One is a bottle, the other is also a bottle.

First up is Rage in a Bottle.

Now that he is very close to level six, he can almost get rid of all the accumulated anger in one breath.

That's why he is qualified to stand upright under the opponent's pressure at this moment.

An angry person, especially an angry common man, does not care whether the other person is an emperor or a commoner.

At worst, I’ll explode with you!

Moreover, in this calm state, Heine was very clear that the other party could not do anything to him.

This comes largely from the chains that bind the other party.

And his second trump card.

When the great lich Vega almost came through the portal in the mutated Withered Scar, there were two restless things on the onlookers.

One is the bottle in his hand - the will of the God of War covets Vega's soul.

The other is Ciara's Chain of Forgiveness - coincidentally, the will inside it is also restless.

Heine later learned about this. As a gift from the Lady of the Death Speaker to her followers, the Chain of Absolution extremely hates the undead who have anything to do with the underworld, and the higher the level, the more so.

This cannot be said to be exactly the same as the chains that imprisoned the Mad King, but it can be said to be exactly the same.

It's as if there is some unspeakable connection between the underworld and the shadow world.

Therefore, the attributes of the person in front of you are easy to confirm.

First of all, he is a spiritual being and is deeply involved with the underworld.

He is more like a prisoner than a mad king.

Secondly, the Ruined Palace is his lair, and with the bonus of the lair, he himself can be seen as some kind of almost god-like existence.

This has been verified by the appetite of the God of War's will.

There are many lies in this world, but this big dog's saliva will never lie.

It said the Mad King smelled good, and that's why he smelled good.

...

Faced with this stubborn human being, the Mad King's two big eyes bulged noticeably.

Gloomy green flames escaped from the gaps between the chains, stirring up the dust in the air.

But the pale light on the chain suddenly became brighter, and then the eyes were like popped balloons, deflated instantly, and the flames became weak.

"It seems that my guess was correct. You are indeed bound badly by Thanatos." Heine continued.

"so what?"

The Mad King's hoarse voice sounded again.

"You can get rid of the illusion, but your companions can't. And you can't leave here either. Soon you will become like me, desperately grasping at the only life-saving straw that answers your prayers, and then you will be completely bound."

Heine: "I don't know what information you got from spying on Macara, but I think you may have made a mistake. If your enemy is Thanatos, or even anyone who is hostile to necromancers, then we may not be unable to cooperate, because I am also a necromancer."

"Hahahahaha..."

The Mad King let out bursts of sneering laughter, and the wind howled around them again.

"Cooperation? Just you?"

"Yes, I can help you get rid of the restraints," Heine replied.

He is not just talking nonsense.

After a rational analysis, this scene is definitely something the players have never seen, otherwise they would have said it long ago.

In other words, the Veritas people dealt with this form of the Mad King in advance, and then created a copy for the players to play.

Since the mages can do it, then McCalla may be able to do it now.

Yuanling technology actually has a greater advantage than magic technology in dealing with this kind of thing.

The Mad King didn't want to respond to this self-righteous nonsense at all.

But then Heine said, "You probably didn't realize that there were five skeletons coming in with us, right?"

The Mad King remained silent, but the flickering soul fire dimmed.

At the same time, the pressure that had always enveloped Heine disappeared.

——Maybe you should check it again?

Heine's heart moved, he really guessed it right!

He was able to break free from the illusion in large part because the settings written into his memory did not match the plot he actually experienced.

Why is it inconsistent?

Because he summoned the player.

Then why are there no players simulated in the illusion?
Because it cannot be simulated.

The main perspective of this spell is Heine. Everything comes from his shallow memory, fitting people, scenes and things that make him feel familiar, and then immersing him in a certain sense of familiarity.

So the question is, how should the skeletons behave in order to make Heine "believe"?

The answer is "unexpected".

Heine never knew what the player's next words would be.

They were imaginative and free to do whatever they wanted, but he knew one thing: the players must know something he didn't know.

But constructing an illusion requires the use of known memories.

So, it’s a bug.

In order to avoid bugs, this player parameter was deleted from the illusion, which resulted in inconsistencies and emptiness in the setting.

Not long after, the Mad King's soul fire lit up again.

But he didn't speak immediately, as if he was organizing his words.

"I didn't find the 'skeleton' you mentioned."

Ok?
Heine frowned slightly.

"But you did not lie." The Mad King's voice was full of doubt: "The energy was divided into five parts and gathered in an unknown direction. I don't know what happened there."

"You don't know?" Heine was surprised: "Isn't this your lair?"

"Nest? Interesting word." The Mad King snorted, "Although this is my sanctuary, after I left the structure of the ritual, I will no longer monitor every change of it. Instead, I will hand it over to the person who presides over the ritual."

"Is it to avoid having an overly strong sense of voyeurism that breaks the illusion?" Heine asked.

The Mad King sneered, "I openly spied on your process of collecting 'spiritual tax'. Did you discover me?"

Spiritual tax?

McCalla!?

Heine's heart moved, and he asked hurriedly: "What did you see that day?"

Perhaps it was the abnormal energy flow that made the Mad King recognize Heine. He answered very straightforwardly:
"I can't 'see' the content, but I feel that the people's thoughts are in sync, their emotions are excited and consistent, and this drives the furnace to operate at a higher power, providing more 'spiritual taxes' for the owner of the sanctuary... Why, you still want to hypocritically conceal this matter now?"

——As expected, it refers to the other world!
Moreover, the other party called the furnace's act of extracting spiritual power a "spiritual tax."

What kind of tyrant is this? Even souls are taxed?

But this makes things even more confusing.

He didn't do it out of concern, but he didn't "peek" into other people's illusions...

Could it be that this illusion was not created by him?

Heine corrected the other party's mistakes while thinking.

"Our sanctuary has no master. As for the 'spiritual tax' you mentioned, it was all used for the construction of the sanctuary, not to support a deformed monster like you."

There is no "master" in Macara's inner world. Everyone is helping Quirkus grow, and it is also trying to protect everyone as much as possible.

The Mad King laughed sarcastically and ignored the painless attack.

"Let's make a bet."

He changed the subject: "I assume that you have mastered means beyond my expectations and have a chance to rescue your companions. If someone breaks free like you before the time is up, you can leave here alive. If you all survive, then we can talk."

"Before the time is up?"

"They will keep walking towards me in the illusion. When their bodies arrive here, their souls will have already fallen into a permanent sleep in the dream."

"Can I interfere with their dreams?" Heine asked.

"Stupid idea!"

The Mad King rebuked loudly, even a little crazy and self-deprecating.

“Until now you have been arrogantly trying to figure out the mind of an emperor!
“I said before that their king is kind-hearted. He has never interfered with other people’s dreams. Instead, he personally handed over the authority of the spell to the intruder, just like what he did to his own people!

"I am not the caster of this spell at all. Apart from the shallow spying to establish a connection, all the illusions that follow come from you!
"It's up to you to build your favorite dream and then completely immerse yourself in it.

"So I advise you not to intervene. Any attempt to interrupt their sweet dreams will be seen as an aggression, which will then lead to even stronger guarding behavior... You will only exacerbate their long sleep."

After saying this, he let out a long breath, and a sharp wind blew around him.

"Of course, believe it or not."

"I believe!"

Heine suddenly said.

"Oh?"

The eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you trying to please me?"

"No, I really believe it, you have to believe me!"

Heine sighed from the bottom of his heart.

At this point, his last doubt was resolved.

The illusion was not created by the Mad King himself.

So it’s not that there’s something wrong with my aunt’s soul defense barrier, but that the infiltration here itself does not need to be defended.