It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

It sounded like an old gentleman's name, but Lady Engel was a great illusionist known in the wizarding world.

It is said that she occasionally appears to a few wizards in a different form.

Judging from the level of proficiency in the confusion spell alone, Ms. Engel's ability far exceeds that of Ella who used alchemy props to disguise her identity, so no one knows her true gender.

The only thing that is certain is that according to the records, Engel has been active for more than 50 years, which at least shows that she is indeed a very old senior wizard.

Of course, it is impossible to build a flawless consciousness space similar to a dream state in a short period of time with human power.

Essentially, this so-called "world" is nothing more than a vision based on illusion mixed with other forces.And Christopher Engel is the one who set the stage.

Perhaps it was because she was a little sensitive to the title of master of illusion, Ella always felt that the other party would occasionally look at her with caring eyes.

"Permanent damage?"

Ella repeated the words.

But at this time, another person interrupted her train of thought, saying with sarcasm:

"You are nothing more than worried that that kid will lose his last support after permanently losing his spiritual power and become a complete waste."

The one who spoke this time was a middle-aged man with a pointed chin. He had two curving beards on his thin lips, and his tone was arrogant and disgusting.

Ella didn't leave her seat, but turned her head and narrowed her eyes to stare at the provocative man.

"So what, so what if not? I am the supervisor and witness of this ceremony, and what position are you provoking me now, provoking an executive officer of Kraft?"

"Is it your own, or your family's?"

The man seemed to have never thought that the other party would react so violently. He was choked for a moment and his face turned red.

He opened his mouth, trembling with anger, replied tremblingly,

"Of course it is—"

"Think it over before answering, sir, you think it over before answering."

Ayla held up a finger and cut him off.

"If it is your own position, then I can drive you out of this chamber now... If it is your family, then things will be even more troublesome. I hope you have at least one enough Solid background."

"Because whether it's Kraft or the alliance severing the cooperative relationship with you, or the impact brought by me personally, it cannot be easily dealt with."

"As for the reason? The reason is that you insulted me, which is completely enough."

The atmosphere at the scene became dead silent. Apart from a few people lowering their eyes to hide their hostile or contemptuous attitudes, many people also showed expressions of approval.

Ella looked around with her peripheral vision, remembering everyone's attitudes and reactions to this one by one.

"Sit down, young man."

"We have also considered the issue of the executive officer. Indeed, it is worthless to simply consume the talent and strength of young people. In such an era, strength and resources are important, and it is impossible for us just to A seat and a campaign is a waste of something so important."

Instead, the person who saved him was Straw, who was sitting on the main seat. This pale middle-aged man tapped the table twice with the tip of his stick to draw people's attention to him.

"This is not just an ordinary competition and a meaningless fight. The remaining spiritual power of the losers will be gathered and refined through this huge ceremony and turned into food for the winners. Their sacrifices are not meaningless. This will push the talent of the core talent forward to the next level.”

"What the family needs is a one-in-a-million genius, not a lot of people who are only a little better than ordinary people."

Although on the surface this explained the attrition problem, it also undoubtedly exposed the cruel nature of the ritual.Most of them are just prepared food, consumables used to give birth to a few geniuses.

I really can't talk to these people...

Ayla murmured to herself, then continued to ask.

"I have another question."

She can tell the number of people out and the progress of the ritual through the numbers on the side of the table.In the first quarter of an hour, these numbers rose quite sharply, but as time went by they inevitably leveled off or even stagnated.

Except for those who were eliminated in the initial encounter, the remaining ones were those who had enough strength or were relatively calm. They would no longer engage in random conflicts without being sure.

"If this continues, the time of the ceremony will be infinitely extended. How do you ensure that they eliminate the number to the number you require, or that you are ready to stay here for a few months?"

Ella knew too little information. Apart from contributing a lot of magic power to the initiation of this ceremony, as an outsider, she did not directly participate in the construction of the arena and the formulation of the rules—or at least she didn’t need it yet.

Ms. Engel also took the hourglass from a corner of the long table. At this time, the platinum-gold grit exceeded a certain scale, and the scene on the table also changed accordingly.The red light curtain shrinks inward from the outermost layer.

Chapter 65 Eudemons

In the area swept by the light curtain, the green plants quickly turned black and lost water, and the earth burst into cracks and collapsed downward, exposing a black void area.

Some people who were originally hiding in the fringe area had no time to react. When the light curtain swept across, this part of their spiritual power was split and decomposed into a few twinkling stars.

In the center of the long table where all the images were displayed, the progress that had been stationary began to rise again, and the light in several crystal balls began to converge and overflow.

But Ella, who has been observing the changes in the values, couldn't help but let out a confused voice at this moment.

"The number of people eliminated and the progress of the completion of the ceremony are not consistent... Some fragments of spiritual power flowed in strange directions."

After being reminded, the other people present also turned their attention to the area inside the red light curtain.There they could vaguely see some tiny, strangely shaped non-human creatures devouring the scattered starlight fragments in the area of ​​the red light curtain.

Although these images are quite small on the long table, if they are restored to the proportions of the stage world, their size is actually surprisingly large.

"These things are also part of your plan?"

"No, of course not!"

Engel's expression was serious;

"I can't understand why they can move in the area behind the light curtain. Essentially, that's just the part I removed from the stage, a residual illusion without the support of spiritual power and magic power."

"I can't understand what these monsters rely on to exist. It's like life was born in a completely empty illusion. This is totally unreasonable."

Her words solidified the atmosphere again, and without exception, people could hear a hint of panic from the illusion master's mouth.

This phenomenon has indeed once again refreshed the occult common sense of wizards. The existence of living things or any object requires a medium.

Just like a fish needs to swim in water, creatures in the microcosm also need to rely on the air or other imperceptible places. Human beings live in a space based on matter, and even some strange magical creatures need to rely on the spirit as the main body. In order to survive in the dreamland or other consciousness space.

But what are hallucinations?Of course, it is not material in the general sense, nor can it be equated with concrete spiritual power.

Hallucinations often just use some methods to deceive the observer's five senses, allowing them to feel familiar things, thereby imagining the sounds, pictures or world that the caster wants them to imagine.

In the absence of observers, none of this is possible.Illusion itself is something that depends on the observer, and it fundamentally cannot create something that the observer and the caster have never seen.

Could some character be capable of manipulating the magic of master illusionist Christopher Engel, and in turn using it to deceive the senses of the wizards and ritual participants present, and to inject monsters into the world?

Ella had a vague premonition of something bad, and there was only one person she knew who could have this kind of attainment in the field of illusion.

But this is still very unreasonable. At least it cannot explain the whereabouts of those spiritual fragments. Even Ulysses Philip cannot absorb the resources in the ritual just by relying on illusions. He can only use this phenomenon to hide them. What essence.

Will it be that person?

Ella seemed to see the tall, thin man in the smiling mask again.

The girl clenched her fists tightly, her nails squeezing the skin of her palm until it bled and turned white, until Straw's voice drew her attention back.

"Executive Your Excellency."

Straw looked at her calmly.

"The next step is your scope of work."

Ella was taken aback, and then reacted immediately.

Yes, it would be even better if it was that person.

Philip was here, and I was here, so it was up to me to kill him—nothing could be simpler.

"Yes, leave it to me."

Saying that, Ayla's figure quickly disintegrated, and a gray-white fireball shrank and exploded on the spot before annihilating.

The flow of magic power and air waves generated by this process made some relatively weak wizards staggered to and fro, especially the person who had offended her fell off the chair.

"She's demonstrating."

Christopher Engel, who was still maintaining the ritual, looked at the place where Mars disappeared.

"Very interesting girl, even I can't understand the principle of this magic. There is no spatial fluctuation, and there is no movement track, as if it suddenly disappeared."

"Or...she wasn't here from the very beginning? What do you think, Your Excellency Straw Belusay."

The pale middle-aged noble raised the corners of his mouth.

"I do not know either."

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In the lightless building, the silver-haired girl put a hexagonal iron cage on her head.

She thinks this design may be quite interesting. The cage is not only a symbol of restraint but also protection. It is a prop to get in touch with this illusion ceremony, and it is also a boundary separating the inside and the outside.

The divided spiritual power cannot be returned before the end of the ceremony, and it also protects the participants in the cage from further influence and harm.

"Nightmare Cage" is the name of this mass-produced alchemy tool, and in a sense it also means the truth of this mysterious world.

——The explorer must put a cage for his infinite thoughts.

After she put on this torture-like helmet, the scenery in front of her immediately changed.Because of some characteristics mixed in the bloodline, she is also eligible to enter the ceremony as a participant.

Ella noticed that in this space, she was wearing a tattered off-white cloak and a half-covered feathered mask.Because of the power of the ritual, her image was completely distorted into a different woman.

Her power seems to be quite limited. Ayla is not very good at spiritual magic. If she only relies on such a little power, what she can do will be quite limited.

But the girl had already anticipated such a problem, she swiped her fingers quickly in the air, drawing a distorted and incomprehensible figure in the air.

"Traveller who walks through time, you are the silver-white goddess, you are the supreme monarch who wields the flame family..."

Outside the stage constructed by illusion, Ella, who was sitting on a high-backed chair, moved her fingers, and countless gray-white sparks began to fly around her body.

On the stage, the girl's mask and hood fell off, revealing her long silver hair and pink eyes.Just a thought, and huge magic power filled her body.

Even if it's just a projection, Ayla also maintains the characteristics of her right eye, gaining endless magical power in an instant.

She left the mountain, fell freely, and swooped towards the direction where the red light curtain converged.

Chapter 66 The Monster Who Devours Starlight

With Ayla's speed, she had reached the area where the red light curtain shrank in just an instant.The illusion and spiritual power that built this world are being decomposed and restored under the red light curtain, leaving only the vast darkness of nothingness.