The Demon Lord has too many aliases

"Sure enough, like the outer barrier, it seems virtual and real. It is not a completely real existence. It is more like a place similar to an illusion, but it is more real than an illusion - is this a special rule of the forbidden land in the sky? " Yan Weilou walked out of the thatched hut, carefully looked at several nearby rooms, and even walked in himself to make sure that there was no one in them.

However, a few minutes later, something familiar happened. With the arrival of the cavalry, villagers appeared out of thin air in the previously empty house that looked like a haunted house. They ran away in panic, crying and screaming.

The same old man passed by Yan Weilou before, opening his mouth to shout: "Dog——" "I'm coming!" Yan Weilou quickly interrupted him, for fear of hearing some terrible name again.

His body started to run again as if it was under control, and he was directly killed by the chasing cavalry.

Yan Weilou woke up from his thatched house again.

"I figured it out. Those villagers are not living people, and this place is not completely real. It seems that this is indeed a place similar to an illusion.

"So, what should I do to break the illusion?" "To survive the ensuing massacre?" ” So, this time Yan Weilou made a change.

He made full use of his experience of successfully escaping from being chased by many rivers and lakes, and found a hidden place to hide.

As expected, they were not discovered by those knights.

However, when the entire village was washed with blood, Yan Weilou's consciousness darkened again.

Like a game reloading, he woke up from the thatched hut again.

"...?" Yan Weilou wondered, "The key is not to protect yourself, but to save others?" But those villagers would only emerge from their houses after the cavalry arrived, and it was impossible to save people in advance.

After several experiments, he found that he was currently like an NPC in the game. If he did not make a choice, this body would automatically follow the villagers, just like the automatic path finding in the game.

And if he refuses to automatically find his way, he can also control his body and make various reactions.

“In a land of absolute spirituality, spiritual energy is prohibited.

What's more, I am suppressed by the rules in the illusion, and the physical strength I can use is similar to that of ordinary people. Fortunately, those cavalry are also ordinary people.

If you want to save people, you can only try your sword skills.

"...A scream broke through the deathly silence of the village, and a group of villagers appeared out of nowhere.

Then came the thunderous sound of horse hooves. The rider's coat was stained with blood, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The familiar scene reappeared, hundreds of cavalry with men and horses trampling through the crowd.

However, this time, Yan Weilou did not let his body be controlled by the fantasy setting and run away automatically. Instead, he took over the control of his body and hid in the top of a big tree.

The cavalry drove past like the wind. After entering the village, the speed of the horses slowed down slightly due to the existence of obstacles, but it was still very fast compared to ordinary people.

When one of the knights passed by the road, the boy on the tree suddenly unsheathed his sword, and an unimaginable cold sword light swayed out, like a vast river pouring down.

It's a top-down approach, taking things by surprise, and Yan Weilou has had thousands of battle experiences that have turned him into instinct, so the results are not hard to predict.

Blood splattered, and with a fatal blow, the young man came with his sword and directly knocked the knight off his horse. He landed lightly on the horse's back and snatched away the opponent's long weapon for horse fighting.

With horses and long weapons, the remaining enemies will be much easier to deal with.

It was just a group battle. He had been besieged many times in his previous life, and Yan Weilou had rich experience.

When the last enemy was killed, blood spread all over the village.

The scene that Yan Weilou expected to pass the level did not appear. Instead, just like every time in the past, his whole body was "refreshed" in the thatched house again.

After several rounds of refreshes, combined with Yan Weilou's extremely keen sense of the soul and the blocking energy floating around the forbidden area in the sky, he has roughly guessed the cause and effect behind this.

If what he expected was correct, this illusion should have been generated by the resentment and obsession of the deceased.

The owner of the illusion is the identity he replaced now, that "dog egg".

And the scene that keeps happening is the other person’s real experience before his death.

Logically speaking, if you want to let this illusion dissipate on its own, you should find the other party's obsession and resolve it.

It is equivalent to the method of saving the souls of the dead in the supernatural stories that Yan Weilou read before traveling through time.

But Yan Weilou tried several times, but failed to resolve this obsession, and his patience was exhausted.

"I can't save my life, I can't save people. I can't just wipe out the enemy country by the way. I don't know if this illusion is that big..." He stood up suddenly and sighed softly: "Since you are so obsessed with it, If you don't want to follow the procedures and dissipate by yourself, don't blame me for your physical salvation.

" As he spoke, Yan Weilou stretched out his hand, and a wisp of forest-white flame emerged from his fingertips, and a biting cold air floated around.

It was the Tianyuan Tribulation Fire that had not been used for a long time.

The Spiritual Land prohibits spiritual energy, and Yan Weilou's strength is limited in the illusion, but the flame bound to the soul is not restricted at all.

The Heavenly Abyss Tribulation Fire burns nothing, and it is simply easy to deal with the remaining obsessions.

Yan Weilou popped up on his fingers.

Swish! The dark white flames ignited the thatched hut in an instant, spreading to other houses. The houses, trees, paths, and even the panicked villagers along the way were all burned by the flames.

The places burned by the flames suddenly turned into large pieces of ashes and drifted away, revealing the empty air behind them. The whole world was like a painting being ignited.

The whole fantasy world was collapsing, and a wisp of dark black fog suddenly emerged from the center of the fantasy, exuding a strong resentment and resistance, which was the indestructible obsession.

And the next moment, the black fog was also burned into nothingness in the dark white flames.

Yan Weilou escaped from the trap.

But this time when he opened his eyes, he appeared in a restaurant again, toasting and changing cups. The person next to him had just poured him a glass of wine and handed him the glass. Before he spoke, Yan Weilou had thrown out a wisp of dark white Tianyuan Jiehuo.

The action was simple and crude, Wang was crisp and neat.

Another illusion, shattered! Then the third, the fourth... one after another illusion was passed by Yan Weilou in the simplest and crudest way, and the screams of the remnant souls could still be heard in his ears.

Yan Weilou turned a deaf ear, his eyes were always clear as before, and he never showed any emotion.

And these countless changes in scenes did not affect his mind at all. Even if he saw more tragic illusions, his heart was still calm.

The environment around him changed rapidly.

Until another scene change, a burst of joyful suona sound suddenly rang in Yan Weilou's ears, which was the joy of getting married! Yan Weilou looked around and saw that this time he was in a desolate wilderness with the setting sun. He stood in the middle of a long winding path, with lush forests on both sides and vast mountains in the distance.

In front of him, there was a huge procession of brides, and the exquisite sedan chair was very eye-catching.

At this time, Yan Weilou was standing in the middle of the road, followed by several younger brothers dressed as bandits with long knives on their waists. A group of people blocked the team on the road with a covetous look.

"... Am I going to bully and rob the bride?" After understanding what was happening in front of him, Yan Weilou was quite amused and then stretched out his finger and habitually lit a wisp of white flame.