Infinite planes, each plane is a flat structure, enclosed in the ocean of crystal wall systems, with independent rules.

The sky of each plane has one or more glowing orbs.

The name of the sphere is the sun.

Except for the undead, no living creature can survive on its own without the sun, and even in the harsh abyss, there is a demonic blood sun, providing filthy and twisted light.

And the sun in each plane is the result of the refraction of an eternally burning sun in the multiverse.

It's as if no race can survive without the sun, no plane can exist independently from the eternal sun.

Legend has it that in the Infinite Plane there is an ocean that cannot be shrouded by light.

There are many planes floating in that sea, and scholars refer to it as the 'Shadow Realm Group'.

There are also creatures in the shadow world, because there is no light illumination, the creatures in the shadow world are born in strange shapes, more afraid of light than the undead and demons, but at the same time, they are more friendly to shadow and darkness than any other creature.

Hundreds of years ago.

The eternal and immovable sea of light suddenly stirred, and the shadow group floating on the sea was like a small sailing ship facing a storm, in the midst of crisis.

Under the lap of the waves, a shadow realm was violently catapulted out, and infiltrated a half-destroyed main material plane.

The Slandans came from this film world.

Because of centuries of evolution, although they still cannot adapt to the sun, they are no longer as deadly as their compatriots who cannot walk out of the lightless sea.

The nerves of the night were tense, and a high degree of vigilance was in his heart.

The Slandans are not physically combative beings, but they have another particularly formidable ability.

Since the shadow world was embedded in the half-destroyed plane, the dead souls of the plane have been left homeless due to the destruction of the spirit world, and the consciousness that has not yet dissipated has drifted with the most extreme fear and hatred.

This spiritual power has undergone strange changes under the blessing of countless unjust souls.

An illusory spiritual realm established with the consciousness of countless unjust souls appeared.

Feeding on fear and hatred, heavy spiritual contamination has caused the illusory spirit world to develop in the wrong direction from the beginning.

The Shadow Realm, which is also on the verge of destruction, is attracted to the illusory spirit realm.

The shadows of the two planes were involved with each other under the interference of the same fate, and finally overlapped and fused together to form a new shadow world.

Influenced by the rules of the Shadow Realm, the Slandans were endowed with the ability of [Illusion of Fear].

In the way of [Mind Pollution] and [Dream Shuttle], go deep into the hearts of the intelligent race, plant the seeds of fear, and constantly catalyze them to take root and sprout.

After the [Flower of Fear] opens, the Slandans will take the soul fruit that has ripen from the flower.

The Slanda people especially love the souls of children.

The soul of each intelligent race in the juvenile stage is clear and pure, malleable, and its value has not been reduced, so the soul fruit produced will be the most nutritious and delicious.

Therefore, the Slandans are especially fond of preying on their children, and for this reason, there are legends about the Slandans in various planes, and parents especially like to tell horror fairy tales about the Slandans at night to children who do not want to sleep.

Now, the shadow that accompanied the children's entire childhood appeared in front of him so grandly.

The night is vigilant but calm.

If you are still a pure intelligent AI, you will not be afraid of the other party, but after you have loaded all your emotions about human beings, your mind can't help but be polluted.

Ripples rippled across the Slandan's face.

Immediately, a twisted vortex expanded from the right. Black lines fill the night view.

Everything in the eyes was cut and distorted by the spread of black lines.

Faces appeared in his eyes under the outline of black lines.

Each face is its own acquaintance.

Father, Mother, Turan, Romu, Conan, Spartacus...... Faces are disappointed, hateful, or disgusted, and all eyes are fixed on themselves.

Among these faces, Night's eyes are directly on two faces.

One is a young girl with a green smile, and the other is a charming middle-aged male face.

Pandora, the father of creation......

The night murmured softly, and the eyes that seemed to be forever cold fluctuated.

These are two people who are vital to their lives, and they did not expect to meet in this way.

Now, these two important people are also looking at themselves with hideous and ugly eyes.

[You are under the influence of the 'Illusion of Fear', and you are forced to make a mental judgment......]

If you are an ordinary person with normal emotions, if your mental power does not reach 12 or more, the chance of passing the judgment is no more than 5%.

Cangye closed his eyes slightly, and sketched a picture in his mind:

In the spiritual world, the Slandans wander through it, digging through the soil of the world with their hands, preparing to bury a seed in it.

Seeds of Fear!

This is a Dreadwalker among the Slandans, a third-order transcendent creature with a creature level of around 35, and its attack methods are similar to that of a psychic mage [Third Order].

The power of the mind is mysterious, from Omega 95 to the present Night Dragon, no one is more unfamiliar with the mind than him, and no one knows the mind more thoroughly than him.

Splitting, profiling, ...... But no matter how meticulous the study is, if you don't really enter the depths of your own heart, you will never be able to have spiritual power, and you will never be able to see through your own heart.

Night's psychic barrier seems to be unusually strong, and it always refuses to let him enter.

But now, with the ability to relax, the Slandians have successfully broken through their own spiritual barriers, and this gap just gives Cangye a chance to enter his spiritual world.

……

The wizard did everything in his power to stop the Titans.

But under the full force of the ruthless war machine, a large hole was broken in the top of the deep blue.

Countless cultists poured into it and engaged in a fierce battle with the City Guards.

At this moment, four portals suddenly opened in the air.

Intense white light flashes!

Four devastating beams of light rained down from the sky, plowed four deep ravines in the ground, and all creatures within range evaporated out of thin air without any obstruction.

The accumulation of countless years of the Deep Blue Council has all exploded today.

The four superconducting magic crystal heavy cannons, all of which were filled with elemental magic crystal shells purchased from the Iliad, poured out in a steady stream with the reckless blessing of the council mages.

[A high-energy reaction was detected in front of it, and a B-level crisis was judged, and now it is starting to dodge ......]

[Spatial anomaly reaction detected, dodge failed, defense reinforcement ......]

The magic brilliance that had just flashed on the giant god soldier's body was forcibly interrupted.

The built-in [Teleportation Spell] was forcibly interrupted by the intervention of the Epic Wizard's [Seven Rings Spell - Dimensional Cage].

The beam of light continuously bombarded the body of the giant god soldier, bursting out with a cloud of brilliant brilliance, accompanied by violent vibrations and causing a large area of land sinking.

The Titan retreated repeatedly under the impact, and the metal giant foot stepped directly into the huge holes spread by cobwebs as it stepped into the floor.

The council mages show their madness under death threats.

The four magic crystal cannons bombarded directly until the barrel cracked before stopping, and this crazy move was not without effect.

In order to withstand the shelling, the newly activated Titan had to spend the little energy left to maintain [Magical Shield], [Deflection Field], [Anti-Spell Field], and [Physical Reduction Defense]...... and other nine-fold defenses.

When the shelling stopped, the Titan appeared to have no damage on the surface, but its energy was close to a critical level and had to be forced into a dormant state.

Seeing that one of the mythical combat forces was forced to retreat, the Mage Council finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, the air suddenly became dry, and the distant sky glowed with fiery red clouds, and a ball of living fire danced towards the top of the deep blue.

Amid the deafening laughter, a hint of despair could not help but appear on the faces of the mages.

The second demigod-level combat power has arrived, the Burning Ancient Flame Demon!