In the real world, even if magic exists, there is fairness at the legal level.
The more realistic the illusion is, the closer it is to the reality of the alien space, the more stringent the requirements for maintaining the existence of the space.
When a method of cracking or escaping cannot be found within a short period of time, a shot from the outside becomes the best solution.
Although he did not understand the unscientific principles of the [Meteorite Falling] spell, using himself as a guide, Khadgar successfully destroyed the external stability of the illusion, allowing the two to escape successfully.
The plan was perfect, the only flaw was that Carlos, who was in charge of the defense part, was now as weak as a high-speed vacuum suction machine.
However, the Holy Light's performance in resilience was extraordinary. With every step forward, Carlos felt that he was one step closer to being resurrected at full state.
However, the enemy did not give Carlos more time.
It's right to think about it. Even a deaf person could hear such a loud noise.
A group of ragged thugs rushed up with weapons such as pitchforks, dung rakes, and sticks embedded with iron nails.
"I am the King of Alteraclank, you and other insurgents, why don't you retreat quickly!"
Carlos used the skill of yelling, but there was no response from the other party. He was still mumbling words that others could not hear clearly, and then they gathered in a circle.
Are you even losing your basic sense? Carlos couldn't help but frown. Even if most people didn't believe it, they would laugh at it, but the way these guys looked at him was so strange.
No respect, no fear, no greed, no hatred.
You know, Carlos's figure as an adult can be described as being arrogant in human society. Even a great man like Anduin Lothar was a whole head shorter than Carlos.
The tallest member of the mob in front of him only reached Carlos's chest.
What gave them the courage to face themselves?
Suddenly, a strange thought came to mind.
Could it be that I am simply an NPC or wild monster in their eyes?
Either the brainwashing was too thorough, or these people didn't wake up at all.
"It's such a pity. If it had been two years ago, I might not have been able to do it. But, once the blood of innocents is stained too much, it won't matter."
Carlos said this self-deprecatingly. Then he stuck the Arcane Ax into the ground, took out two finger tigers and put them on the back of the gauntlet.
Then, Carlos continued walking forward casually, and the mob actually reacted. Swarming up.
Then, Carlos completed the killing like a monster.
"Poor people who can't even catch my punch. I hope you don't become earthlings in the next life."
Carlos, who had regained the Arcane Ax, crossed himself on his chest and ignored the twisted and creeping things on the ground.
This Nigda Sabi followed the fine traditions of all island owners and built the castle at the highest point of the island, which saved Carlos a lot of trouble. From a place that breaks the illusion to a place that looks like a local lair. The straight-line distance was no more than one thousand meters, but Carlos didn't dare to fly into the air to fight when his physical condition was not good. It would be embarrassing if he fell down from the sky and died if he lost his strength.
So, Carlos walked quickly through the artificial buildings that seemed to be crudely made.
Once upon a time, two seniors in the stealth world, code-named Snake and Code-named Forty-Seven, both said something similar: The key to secretly infiltrating is that there are no witnesses.
Carlos believed this deeply and faithfully implemented this rule.
The residents of this island all show IQ defects, or cognitive confusion, and are completely unable to distinguish the difference between ourselves and the enemy. Do it regardless of who you see.
Taking advantage of this feature, Carlos left a patch of carbohydrates on his sneaking path and successfully arrived at a place similar to a church.
After taking a few breaths, Carlos avoided the guard at the door and went to the side, kicked off the wall, climbed up the eaves, and successfully sneaked into the building from the roof. Then what he saw and heard filled him with rage.
This is a brainwashing factory!
There were small rooms that were like confession rooms but had no door panels. His missing men were kidnapped here and collapsed in them. There was a basin filled with dark purple sticky liquid at the door. The dreams of these people appeared in other places.
And Nigda Sabi. The memories and even personalities of these people are being modified through dream infiltration.
Observing the dreams of these people, Carlos discovered that the dreams of all the subjects were actually clear, and everyone's memories jointly completed this false dream.
No enemies are found here.
But deep in the hall. There is a shadowy door shrouded in mist.
Reason told Carlos that he should wait for Khadgar's support, but deep down, there was an uneasy feeling that he must move forward alone.
After calming down, Carlos discovered the reason for his impatience.
Ilucia!
So far, there has been no news from his sister.
On one side are ideals and ambitions for power and status.
On one side is my original dream of the safety of my 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 it that all my hard work is for an ending where everyone is happy?
Anyway, this life came out of nowhere, so I don’t feel bad about losing it.
Being timid will only lead to more losses.
"How can an unknown thief whose name I have never heard of block the halo of the protagonist of Destiny's Child?"
With a self-deprecating smile and curse, Carlos strode into the fog door.
After a burst of hazy weapons, there was a bright and clear blue sky, the lake was sparkling, and the Lakeside Castle of Keldaron, where he had lived for more than ten years, was right in front of him.
The sky is so bright, the earth is so vast, and the trees and flowers are in full bloom.
Various flowers and trees of different seasons show their most beautiful appearance together.
Walking slowly in Keldalon like this, Carlos was in a trance for a while.
Avoiding human traces, Carlos tried to sneak in through the secret passage outside the castle.
However, when Carlos arrived at the entrance, he did not find the stone door hiding the mechanism.
This discovery enlightened Carlos.
As a northern fortress during the Arathor Empire, Keldaron Castle itself is a solid fortification that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. However, during the nearly thousand years that the Barov family had controlled it, they still discovered many of its flaws and weaknesses, and disguised or improved them.
Entering the water from the shallows near the dark opening of the sewer, Carlos dived into the depths of the lake, destroyed the iron fence with brute force, and finally entered the castle through the underground drainage channel.
Along the way, he is a servant like a puppet.
Some are very familiar, some have impressions, and some are not recognized at all.
These servants who were supposed to belong to their own family just looked at themselves mechanically, numbly and hollowly, without speaking or moving.
Carlos explored his family's rooms with ease, and found that they all had puppet-like figures. Only his room and Ilucia's room were empty.
Sitting on Ilucia's bed, Carlos thought about various clues and speculated on various possibilities.
About ten minutes later, the sound of people coming through the corridor caught his attention.
"Tomorrow, Sedan Dasohan will compete with you. Will you win?"
"Do you want me to win?"
"Of course I hope you win."
"Then I will win victory for you, my beautiful sister."
"Hehe, I don't have such a smooth-talking brother."
"Then have a good rest and see you tomorrow."
"Ok, see you tomorrow."
Carlos was shocked when he heard Ilucia's voice, but soon he realized that there was something wrong with the other voice.
Those were not the voices of Alex and Wilton. Besides herself, Ilucia also had another brother, so who was speaking?
The answer is "me"!
"who I am?
Nigda Sabi…
Carlos quickly hid before opening it.
Then, the door opened.
Carlos, who was hiding under the bed, could only rely on his hearing to judge that there were two people coming.
The one with light but irregular steps was Ilucia, the other had light steps that were difficult to judge.
"Ilucia, sleep well and watch my heroic figure tomorrow."
"Shameless!"
After a while of laughter, Ilucia lay down on the bed and said good night to the other person.
Then, the man sighed.
"The mage is troublesome. Her sanity has not been destroyed after so many days. She can only use this method to extract memories. This female cousin, wait until I get your brother's body and see how I play with you."
After the man finished speaking, he was never heard from again.
Carlos waited angrily for nearly ten minutes, feeling a little strange.
There was no sound of the door closing and no one speaking.
Carlos cautiously poked his head out to check, only to find that there was no one in the room.
There was no male voice that seemed to be Nigda Sabi, nor Ilucia, and the room was empty.
At this point, Carlos seemed to suddenly understand.
This is Ilucia's memory world.
Leaving the room, Carlos went straight to the basement where Saidan Dasohan held the competition after completing his training.
Perhaps, more clues can be found somewhere. (To be continued.)
