In the real world, even if there is magic, there is fairness at the level of law.

The more realistic the illusion, the closer to the reality of the different space, the more demanding the requirements for maintaining the existence of the space.

When you can't find a crack or escape method in a short period of time internally, a shot from the outside **** Niang becomes the best solution.

Although he didn't understand the unscientific principle of the [Meteorite Fall] spell, he used himself as a signpost, Khadgar successfully destroyed the external stability of the illusion and allowed the two to successfully get out of trouble.

The plan was flawless, and the only flaw was that Carlos, who was in charge of the defensive part, was now as weak as if he had done a high-speed vacuum.

However, the Light's resilience was remarkable, and with each step forward, Carlos felt that he was one point closer to being resurrected in his full state.

However, the enemy did not give Carlos more time.

It's right to think about it, such a big movement, the deaf can also hear it.

A mob of ragged men rushed up with weapons such as pitchforks, dung rakes, and sticks with iron nails embedded in them.

"I'm the king of Alterac Rank, and the rebels won't retreat quickly!"

Carlos used the skill of yelling, but the other side did not react, and his mouth was still muttering words that others could not really hear, and then circled.

Don't even have basic sanity, Carlos couldn't help frowning, even if ordinary people don't believe it, they will laugh at it, but the look in front of him is too strange.

No respect, no fear, no greed, no hate.

You must know that Carlos's adult figure can basically be described as arrogant in human society. Even Anduin. A great man like Lothar was also a head shorter than Carlos.

The tallest of the mob in front of him was only up to Carlos' chest.

So what gives them the courage to face themselves?

Suddenly, a strange thought came to mind.

It can't be that I'm just an NPC or a monster in their eyes, right?

Either the brainwashing is too thorough, or these people simply don't wake up.

"It's a pity, if only two years ago. Maybe I won't be able to do it yet. However, the blood of the innocent or something, once it is stained too much, it doesn't matter. ”

Carlos said this self-deprecatingly, then stuck his Aujin axe into the ground and took out two fingered tigers and put them on the back of his hand.

Then. Carlos walked forward leisurely, and the mob reacted and swarmed up.

Then, Carlos finished killing like a monster.

"Poor man who can't even catch me with a punch. May you not be earthlings in the next life."

Carlos, who had retrieved the Augin's axe, drew a cross on his chest and ignored the twisted creeping creatures on the ground.

This. Following the tradition of all island owners, Dasabi built the castle at the highest end of the island, which saved Carlos a lot of thought. The distance from the place where the illusion was broken to the place that looked like a nest was no more than a thousand meters in a straight line, but Carlos didn't dare to take to the air when his physical condition was not good. If you fall from the sky after a while, you will be ashamed to fall to your death.

So, in the process of making the man-made complex that he wanted to be rough, Carlos walked through quickly.

Once, the two seniors in the stealth world, codenamed Snake and Codename Forty-Seven, said a similar sentence: the key to secret infiltration is that there are no witnesses.

Carlos agreed, and then faithfully fulfilled this rule.

The inhabitants of this island all show intellectual deficiencies, or cognitive confusion, and are completely unable to distinguish between friend and foe. It doesn't matter if you see someone, you can do it.

Taking advantage of this feature, Carlos left a trail of carbs in his stealth path. Arrived at a church-like place.

With a few breaths, Carlos avoided the guards at the doorway and slammed the wall to the side, climbing the eaves and sneaking through the roof into its interior. Then what he saw and heard filled his heart with anger.

This is a brainwashing factory!

Small rooms that looked like confessionals but had no door panels, where his missing men had been kidnapped and collapsed. In the doorway was a basin of dark purple viscous liquid, and the dreams of these people were presented elsewhere.

And. Dashabi is modifying the memories and even personalities of these people through dream infiltration.

Observing the dreams of these people, Carlos found that the dreams of all the subjects were actually figured out. Everyone's memories make up for this false dream.

No enemies were found here.

But deep in the hall, there was a mist-shrouded portal of shadows.

Reason tells Carlos that he should wait for Khadgar's help, but deep down, there is an uneasy feeling that he must move forward alone.

Calming down, Carlos discovered the reason for his impatience.

Illucia!

So far, there has been no news of his sister.

On one side is the ideal ambition of power, position, and ambition.

On the one hand, it is his original dream of the peace of his family.

Carlos hesitated.

"Hehe, hahaha, hahahaha."

Suddenly, Carlos burst out laughing.

He thought of a sentence -- I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to be a good person.

Isn't the end of my efforts just for everyone's happiness?

Anyway, this life came inexplicably, and I don't feel distressed if I send it.

Daunting will only lose more.

"How can a nameless thief who hasn't even heard of his name be able to block the aura of the protagonist of Child of Destiny."

With a self-deprecating laugh, Carlos strode into the fog gate.

After a hazy burst of weapons, there was a bright and clear blue sky, the lake was sparkling, and the castle in the middle of the lake, where he had lived for more than ten years, was close in front of him.

The sky is so bright, the earth is so wide, and the trees and flowers are blooming.

All kinds of seasonal flowers and trees show the most beautiful posture together.

Walking slowly in such a keldaron, Carlos was in a trance for a while.

Avoiding the human tracks, Carlos tries to infiltrate through a secret passage on the periphery of the castle.

However, when Carlos reached the entrance, he did not find the stone door that concealed the mechanism.

This discovery gave Carlos an idea.

As a northern fortress during the Arathas Empire, Fort Keldaron itself was a fortification that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. However, in the nearly 1,000 years that the Barov family has controlled it, they have discovered many of its flaws and weaknesses, and disguised or improved them.

Launching from a shallow shoal near the sewer opening, Carlos dives into the depths of the lake, breaking the iron fence with brute force and finally entering the castle through an underground drain.

Along the way, he is a servant like a puppet.

Some are familiar, some are impressive, and some are not known at all.

These servants, who were supposed to belong to their own family, only looked at themselves mechanically, numbly, and vacantly, without saying or moving.

Carlos easily probed his family's rooms, and they all had puppet-like figures, except for his own room and Illusia's room, which were empty.

Sitting on Illusia's bed, Carlos pondered clues and guessed possibilities.

About ten minutes later, the voices of people coming through the hallway caught his attention.

"Tomorrow, Sedan. Dassault is going to compete with you, will you win? ”

"Do you want me to win?"

"Of course I hope you win."

"Then I will bring you victory, my beautiful sister."

"Hee-hee, I don't have such a flamboyant brother."

"Then rest well and see you tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Carlos was shocked to hear Illucia's voice, but quickly, he reacted that there was something wrong with the other voice.

It wasn't Alex and Wilton's voice, and Elucia had another brother besides herself, so who was talking?

The answer is "me"!

Who is "I"?

Nalgae. Dasabi ......

Carlos quickly hid before opening it.

Then, the door opened.

Carlos, who was hiding under the bed, could only tell by hearing that it was two people.

The one who is light but irregular is Eluthia, and the other is frivolous and difficult to judge.

"Illucia, sleep well, and watch my heroic posture tomorrow."

"Shame and shame!"

After a burst of laughter, Elucia lay down on the bed and exchanged goodnight with the other man.

Then, the man sighed.

"The mage is just trouble, and she hasn't destroyed her reason for so many days, so she can only use this method to get her memory, this female cousin, wait until you get your brother's body, see how I play with you."

When the man had finished speaking, he was never heard again.

Carlos waited angrily for nearly ten minutes, feeling a little strange.

There was no sound of the door closing, and no one spoke.

Carlos cautiously probed out to check, only to find that the room was empty.

There is no suspicion of Nalgae. Dasabhi's male voice, and there was no Illusia, and the room was empty.

At this point, Carlos seemed to suddenly understand.

Here, is the world of Ilucia's memories.

Leaving the room, Carlos walked straight to Saidan. The basement where Da Sohan competed after completing his teaching.

Perhaps, where to find more clues. (To be continued.) )