Ingres narrated the "dream" he had when he was unconscious.

After he finished speaking, he was still a little puzzled and asked, "Is this really a dream?"

If it was a dream, why would Sanders know about the Abyss of Fall, and the puppet, he had seen Sanders picking up the puppet before.

Moreover, Ingres felt that the experience at that time was very real and did not feel like a dream. The confusion of being shackled in his thoughts, the despair when he was trapped, and the discomfort of countless negative energy impacts, he still remembers it vividly.

It didn't feel like a dream at all, it was like his own experience.

"It's very similar to a dream. However, I think it's a more appropriate term than a dream, a real space created by mysterious things. Sanders replied.

Although Sanders didn't explain the meaning of this real space, Ingres understood it as soon as he heard it. Because, there is a faction in the Department of Illusion, which is True Illusion.

The so-called real illusion, like the real and the illusory, the combination of the virtual and the real, the real and the false are difficult to distinguish. The wizard who chooses the real fantasy faction is definitely a good hand at seeing everything and grasping people's hearts.

Then the meaning of 'real space' is self-evident. Dreams are necessarily illusory. The real space is a space where it is impossible to distinguish between the real and the false, that is, there are not only illusory existences in it, but also real existences.

What was true and what was false in last night's experience?

Faced with Angels' doubts, Sanders said lightly: "Truth and falsehood are relative, as a witness, you might as well talk about your own judgment." ”

Ingres reminisced for a moment, trying to decipher the experience of last night: "The chaotic world is fake, but my mind is real, the picture that tempted me to fall is fake, but the dark shadow monster is real, the fallen abyss is fake, but the negative energy that exists is real." ”

At this, Ingres paused, and looked at Sanders inquiringly.

Sanders shook his head: "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant. You should recall what I said earlier. ”

Recall what the mentor said? Although Ingres was puzzled, Sanders hadn't said much since he woke up, and there should be clues in retrospect.

Angel began to follow the words in his memory, sentence by sentence.

But no clues were found, until Ingres recalled what Sanders said: "Tell me about what you did last night...... Fall into the abyss. ”

Angel raised his head suddenly: "The Fallen Abyss is also real?"

Sanders neither shook his head nor nodded, and said calmly: "To be precise, your experience yesterday was all fake, only the fallen abyss is true." ”

"I don't really know what you went through last night, but only the Fallen Abyss, and I not only saw it with my own eyes, but I also witnessed your consciousness being dragged by it towards the great mouth of darkness. ”

When Ingres heard this, he also realized that the ultimate goal of falling into the abyss was to drag him in.

In other words, only the ultimate goal is true, and the process is all a false experience that evolves to serve this ultimate goal.

"I wasn't dragged into the abyss of depravity, is it because of the Mentor?" Ingres suddenly remembered something: "Is it the puppet?"

"You should have guessed the identity of the Muppet. Sanders didn't point it out, but said: "The negative energy released by the abyss of depravity, wanting to assimilate you, that negative energy is full of mystery, and there is no other effective way to dispel it." ”

"So, I calculated and chose to release the resentment in the puppet and maintain a balance in order to wake you up. ”

Sanders said it simply, even with a hint of understatement, as if nothing was a big deal.

But as a first-hand witness, Ingres can personally feel that it is not easy. Sanders's so-called 'calculation' must be to grasp the overall situation, and it needs accurate calculations in order to instantly form a terrifying balance between resentment and the negative energy released in the abyss of depravity.

If it is not easy to control, or if it is missing, the resentment released by the resentful puppet will not only fail to become the balance of terror, but will also affect Ingres, and even help him enter the abyss of depravity faster.

From this detail, we can know that Sanders's horror lies not only in his strength, but also in his judgment of the situation, his incomparably accurate calculations, and decisive execution.

If one of them is missing, Ingres probably will not escape from the ascension.

Thinking of this, Ingres expressed his gratitude to Sanders very sincerely: "If it weren't for the mentor, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen the sunshine today." ”

Leon, who was standing on the side and listening to the whole journey, although he didn't understand the thrill in this, he knew that Angel could be rescued thanks to Sanders's help, and he also looked at Sanders with grateful eyes.

Sanders said lightly: "I just helped you finish up, and it was you who really saved you." If it weren't for the fact that you used your mask to resist it when you faced the Scarlet Monarchy before, otherwise you would probably have entered the abyss of depravity, and there would be a struggle to survive later. ”

After listening to this, Ingres covered his right eye with his hand.

He didn't expect that the spiritual gospel that flashed away at that time became the decisive key to saving him.

In his previous experience in the "Fantasy Space", at the beginning, the green veins had blocked the erosion of darkness, perhaps referring to the act of activating his right eye.

Still, Ingres wondered why the spiritual gospel had been produced at that time, whether it was because of the sorcerer's spiritual signs, or was there actually the man at work in it?

Ingres can't get an answer, but consequentialism, at least for now, is good.

"So it seems that the mask created by activating the right eye with magic has some kind of non-material defensive function?" Ingres said secretly, it seemed necessary to advance the test plan.

"Don't mention these trivial matters, after listening to your story just now, I can basically be sure that the effect of the Scarlet Monarchy should be to pull people into the abyss of depravity. Sanders: "That's consistent with my previous guesses. ”

However, Ingres had not really entered the abyss of depravity, so they were still unsure of the true effect of the Scarlet Throne.

But what is certain is that the abyss of depravity is filled with a lot of negative energy, and if consciousness is dragged inside, there will inevitably be abnormalities.

Perhaps, like Yurika, he fell into madness.

While they were thinking, Leon, who had never spoken, suddenly said, "If you mean the effect of that red light, I may know something. ”

Angels and Sanders glanced at each other and looked at Leon.

......

After a while, Angels tidied up a little and left the room.

Lyon led the way, with Angels and Saunders one step behind.

Sanders seemed intrigued by the environment in which Ingres grew up, observing the details of his surroundings along the way. Ingres looked at the familiar murals and corridors with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

The murals were already dusted, and the carpets in the corridors were not only upturned at the edges, but some of them were simply missing.

Where the carpet was missing, it was clearly visible that the granite floor was stained with blackened marks, and with Ingres's current eyesight, he could identify the source of the marks at a glance - blood.

From this detail alone, Ingres could imagine how tragic the events that had taken place in the castle not long ago.

From the upper floors downwards, the dust has not disappeared, and even in the corners of the ceiling, Ingres can see cobwebs. And along the way, I didn't see any minions, as Jin Cancan said before, some of the minions were sent to Gru Town, and the other part of the minions ...... Maybe something has happened.

Thinking of this, several figures flashed through Ingres's mind, all of whom he had been very close to when he lived at Pat Manor, and even regarded them as friends and family.

Ingres felt like a thorn in his throat, not knowing how to ask them about their condition.

"The setting, some of the places are interesting. When Ingres was silently sad, Sanders suddenly spoke: "The lines under this mural, as well as these strange patterns of blue and white porcelain, are very peculiar. ”

Leon: "That's the style of old man Jon's hometown, and my father liked it very much, so he added it when he arranged the interior. ”

Sanders also guessed the origin of these things, although the Plantagenet Empire also has its own style, but it is not much different from the mainstream ones, and these furnishings are completely different styles.

Looking at these bizarre styles, Sanders couldn't help but be interested in the "otherworldly terran" who had not yet met.

Soon, Leon led them through the corridor to the annex.

In front of one of the darkest gates of the annex building, he stopped.

"It's like ...... here," Ingres looked at the door, and his memory flashed back to his childhood.

He was very naughty when he was a child, and he liked to do rebellious things the most, and the more adults didn't let him do it, the more he had to do it. And this gate, old Pat strictly forbade them to enter, how could Ingres listen at that time. The so-called "strictly prohibited" simply means "must go and see".

So, in the middle of the night, while the servants were not looking, Angels sneaked in.

When he entered, he found that behind the door was actually a large basement with some tightly locked barrels.

Ingres looked bored and prepared to go back, but the door was locked from the outside.

It was a silent and long night, and Ingres, who was still a little bean at the time, shivered and stayed under the dim wall lamp, looking at the dark world beyond the range of the light in fear.

He was so scared that he thought a monster would pop out of the dark place. This fear lasted all night.

Looking back now, it was a nightmare.

The next day, the door was opened, only to find out that it was a special bureau set up by his father, Lao Pa, in order to cure his rebellious character who heard people say the opposite.

As it turned out, the effect was noticeable. Since then, Ingres has been much more cautious in his actions.

However, he never stepped into this basement again. Here, it seems to have become his little nightmare.

He didn't come in until he was older and didn't fear the basement anymore, because he was busy taking care of Jon, who was seriously ill, and when he left the Old Earth Continent, the basement never came to his mind again.

"This is Old Pat's cellar, have you forgotten?" Leon said with some wincing, "you were locked up here when you were a child, and I was crouching in the doorway and listening to you cry all night. ”

Angel's face darkened, and he said very stiffly, "I didn't cry." ”

Leon wanted to laugh, but at that moment, there was a faint sobbing sound from behind the door. Leon was stunned for a moment, his expression slowly changed from banter to gloom, and finally he sighed: "Okay, you didn't cry, I heard it wrong." ”

"It's time to get down to business, weren't you asking about the effect of red light?" Leon pointed to the locked door, "Here's the answer." ”