The white flowers and green grass were ignited by a black flame that gathered magic power.
The surrounding space was torn open by the flames.
The pitch-black void is constantly swirling in the cracks, trying to completely engulf everything in this space.
Just looking at it can send chills down your body.
Liya stood on a huge crack, and half of the space was completely shattered.
The figures of those noble guests were already like pieces of paper, ignited by black flames.
Even Victor and Gwen are no exception.
Victor and Gwen both had disbelief on their faces.
In the sea of fire, "Victor"'s eyes were filled with strange colors.
Shock, panic, confusion...
Complex emotions gathered in his obsidian eyes.
"Liya..."
"Why?"
Gwen also looked at Liya with horror on her face:
"Aren't we best friends?"
Liya lowered her eyebrows and looked at the two of them standing in the sea of fire, with no emotion in her eyes.
"Is it?"
She put one hand on her waist and slowly raised her other arm:
"I don't remember when Gwen became a little girl who needed others to protect her."
Liya had doubts for a long time;
Gwen's suspicions began when she first came to the house with Uncle Angus.
How could Gwen have such a good relationship with Uncle Angus.
Gwen and the Dolins didn't get along at all, except for her sister.
But that wasn't what made her suspicious.
Then, Liya turned to look at Victor again, and then said:
"And you, something is even worse."
"Victor will not apologize to me, at least not the old Victor."
She raised her head slightly and looked at the surprised expression on "Victor's" face.
"Again, his expressions are not that rich."
"No matter how much you imitate him, you will never become him."
After the words fell, "Victor" was silent for a long time.
After a long time, he looked at Liya and said:
"You surprised me, Leah Cravenna."
"Even though you are in the world I created for you, you can still maintain your consciousness."
"Victor" stretched out his hand and pointed at Liya's gloves.
"Is it because of this?"
The mirror world is an independent world, and everything here should be an illusion.
Any magic props will be hidden here, and accordingly, they cannot be used at all.
Only Liya's strange pair of gloves.
The moment the magic broke out, the entire mirror world was completely destroyed by her.
"You mean this? Maybe."
"But what really makes me feel violated is not just Victor's attitude towards me."
Liya raised her left hand and squeezed it tightly.
After the world in the mirror was damaged, Liya finally felt the discomfort coming from her left arm.
However, in this world, in Liya's memory,
Whether eating or picking up things, Liya prefers to use her left hand.
But she is clearly right-handed.
Not only herself, but Victor and everyone else are more accustomed to using their left hand.
"Most people in the world use their left hand as their dominant hand. I noticed this violation and I felt something was wrong."
"Victor" was silent, unable to say a word.
Liya continued to speak:
"So, there is only one possibility."
"The left hand we use is, in fact, our normal dominant hand."
"It's just that I'm in the mirror, causing everyone to behave in the opposite way."
Because when people outside the mirror look in the mirror, their actions are reversed.
If you raise your right hand outside the mirror, what is shown in the mirror is your left hand.
Perhaps this can also explain why the characters of "Victor" and "Gwen" turned out that way.
Because everything you see in the mirror is the opposite.
"You think that by showing me the opposite memories, you can immerse me in them."
Liya raised her head, her sharp eyes like a sharp sword, piercing 'Victor' coldly.
"Unfortunately, I don't want to accept this."
'Victor', who was being stared at by Liya, did not move, but sharp laughter came from his body.
The next second, his body was shattered like a mirror.
Countless tiny cracks burst out from his body and began to spread in that half of the space.
Even Gwen's body was twisted and sucked into the void.
Until the last trace of color was completely swallowed up by the black.
"Victor" stood alone, with only distant laughter echoing.
Snapped!
The mirror-like phantom was completely torn apart.
The whole world seemed to have fallen into endless silence.
Liya was in nothingness, and a mirror slowly stood in front of her.
The mirror was huge, and its surface shone with silver light.
There are two purple eyes at the top, like a pair of eyes of a sleeping demon.
The mirror slowly raised its eyelids, and the solidified boulder slowly shattered.
The pair of evil eyes suddenly shot out two purple rays of light, and faint evil intentions burst out from them at the same time.
Like two cold silver snakes, they climbed up Liya's neck.
"As expected of a descendant of the Cravenna family, I really did arrest the wrong person."
Liya raised her head, looked into its eyes, and asked curiously:
"So? What grudges do you have with us?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Mirror heard Liya's words and couldn't stop laughing.
The light in its two eyes flashed brightly and dimly, and the mirror became its face, revealing a very strange smile.
"Grudges? There's so much to talk about."
When Liya received this news, there was not much surprise on her face.
She should have guessed.
It was obviously his own mine, so how could he dig out a mirror out of thin air?
Either someone did it on purpose, or something must have happened that caused this weird mirror to be buried in this mine.
But obviously, the mirror didn't want to say more.
A picture reappeared in the huge mirror under its eyes.
In the mirror, Leah could see it.
The person opposite me turned into a cute little girl.
Liya recognized it, it was her childhood self.
"Stop struggling, little girl, you have been forgotten by everyone."
"So, why? Don't you continue to sink into the world you want?"
The mirror slowly sounded with a very seductive voice.
"Come on, this is your own world."
“Here you can do whatever you want, whatever you want.”
"Throw away those useless distractions and just immerse yourself in this world."
It continued talking, trying to bewitch Liya.
Liya raised her head, looked into those eyes, and asked lightly:
"Can you really let me get what I want?"
"Let me do whatever I want?"
The laughter in the mirror became a little more wild.
If you could see its expression clearly, you would probably even smile from ear to ear.
"certainly."
"I read your memory, I know all your connections, of course I know what you need!"
Mirror Mirror became more and more arrogant, and two purple rays of light flashed crazily in his eyes.
"Come on, touch me."
"I will create for you the most perfect mirror world you want."
The corners of Liya's mouth curled up slightly and she chuckled.
"Is it?"
She stretched out her hand and was about to touch the mirror.
The mirror looked at the arms that were getting closer and became more and more excited.
It has begun to look forward to what kind of reaction Liya will have after falling into the illusion.
But the moment she touched the mirror.
The mirror suddenly froze in place.
"Uh...what?"
"I can't understand..."
He didn't understand Liya's request.
But at this time, Liya had already retracted her hand and sighed helplessly:
"As expected, no matter what, you are just a mirror."
"With a mirror, how can you say you understand human nature?"
The eyes in the mirror showed a little confusion and confusion.
It stared at Liya and said quickly;
"No, please wait a moment little girl."
"I will create the world you want..."
Liya put her hands on her chest and tapped her fingers on her forearms with a playful expression.
"Excuse me."
"late."
She raised her right hand again, and the mage's hand glowed with white light, lighting up in front of the mirror.
"Guess, why did I have to chat with you for so long?"
The mirror was a little confused and didn't understand what Liya meant.
But I heard Liya’s laughter and faintly echoed:
"Some bastard once told me to use the magic in the glove if I needed him."
"Now, he's here."
The moment the words fell, the entire void space was completely ignited by a black flame.
Countless pillars of black fire rose into the sky, sweeping across and climbing upwards, as if they were going to completely burn everything.
With the hot breath, the terrifying air pressure pressed towards the mirror.
The two purple rays of light began to tremble.
The black light of the fire pillar completely surrounded the mirror, and the fire light reflected along the mirror surface, illuminating Liya's face.
From the pillar of fire, a figure wearing a black trench coat appeared like the incarnation of flames.
Between the blazing flames, a cold and familiar voice sounded.
"Feel sorry."
"I'm late."
