Arcane Journey

Brian turned his gaze away from the introduction of the legendary psychic power, his eyes revealing an unconcealable joy.

Legendary Psychic Power: Arcane Fantasy!
This is no longer a legendary power in the ordinary sense, but more like a domain-type legendary spell that combines arcane magic and psychic power. Its power is naturally self-evident.

Brian, who masters this legendary spell, is like holding the key to time. He can weave an intoxicating illusion in which people lose themselves until the fire of life is extinguished, without realizing that it is just an illusory dream.

His power, like an undercurrent in the abyss, silently devours all reason and cognition, and permanently imprisons those who are unfortunate enough to fall into his domain in the dreams he carefully weaves.

And in this endless fantasy, the seasons change, the stars rotate, everything seems so real and attractive.

The recipient may even think that he is the master of this dream, but little do they know that they are just a chess piece in Brian's hand, being manipulated by invisible threads, permanently sinking into the carefully woven illusion until the candle of life is extinguished. They may not even realize that what they are in is just an endless dream.

It can be seen that this legendary psychic power of the field type is beyond imagination in terms of both its power and potential.

"With this legendary psychic power, I have one more means of attacking powerful enemies."

Brian put away the attribute panel, turned around and looked at the cave, his brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

Although he successfully killed the remaining soul of the Illusion Demon King, and even gained a lot by absorbing his remaining illusion energy, he turned a disaster into a blessing and gained a lot, but Brian naturally did not forget the culprit who caused all this, that is, the female elf who was tortured by him with the art of tentacles and was almost unrecognizable.

Originally, Brian thought that this female elf was just an elf who had gone astray, was controlled by the Illusion Demon King, and unfortunately became a slave of the Demon Lord.

However, as his torture of the female elf intensified, Brian's doubts grew.

He discovered that things were far from as simple as they seemed.

If this female elf was just an ordinary elf who got lost and accidentally entered the Underdark, then with her mental willpower, it would be impossible for her to withstand Brian's special methods.

What's more, the power of the Demon Lord is so strong that even the most resilient souls cannot avoid being corrupted by it.

However, after Brian successfully expelled the remnant soul of the Phantom Demon King hidden deep in the soul of this female elf, her soul not only did not suffer any damage, but was preserved quite intact.

This forced Brian to re-examine what special identity this female elf was hiding.

"Could it be that an elven god from the Seldarine pantheon is also involved in this chaos in the Underdark?"

With full of doubts, Brian entered the cave again.

At this moment, deep in the dark cave, faint light shone through the cracks in the rocks, illuminating a tortured female elf.

She was covered in filth and water stains, and her smooth skin emitted a faint luster in the dim light.

She lay naked on the cold rocky ground, her long golden hair cascading around her, outlining her soft and slender figure.

Despite all the hardships she'd been through, her chest still rose and fell slightly, as if she had found a moment of peace in her dreams.

The sight of her sleeping peacefully made the cave seem unconsciously filled with a suffocating silence. Only her soft and regular breathing seemed particularly moving in this dead silence, like a low singing, bringing a touch of warmth and hope to this place shrouded in darkness.

"Interesting. She seems to have changed quite a lot."

Brian walked to the side of the female elf, squatted down, raised his hand and gently stroked her smooth and pretty face, then pushed aside her long hair that was covering her face and carefully examined her delicate face as she slept.

For a moment, Brian seemed to hear the whisper of time. He felt a very faint but real divine energy around the elf. It was like the most distant star in the night sky, which was out of reach but radiated warm and soft light. It was this power that allowed the tortured elf to sleep so peacefully in the remains of her body, and all the pain and torture had never touched her soul.

Brian thought to himself that this female elf must be a clergyman with an important responsibility. Her existence and divine power undoubtedly revealed the intricate connection between the elven pantheon and the chaos in the Underdark.

However, doubts arose in his heart. As far as he could remember, he had never heard of any true god of the elven pantheon directly intervening in this chaos.

But the scene before him gave him new speculations.

Perhaps, there really is a force within the elven pantheon that is acting silently in this chaos, without showing its edge.

Just like the female elf in front of you who has been corrupted by the Illusion Demon King, her existence is the best proof.

This force may not have played its due role before it was eroded by the power of darkness, which naturally led to the world never hearing about the involvement of the elven pantheon.

All in all, all of this is full of unknowns and mysteries, waiting for Brian to unveil the mysterious veil. Even this force from the elven pantheon is so low-key, maybe there is some unspeakable secret, or it is too shameful to talk about.

After all, this group of people likes to have their eyes on the top of their heads, and the arrogance in their bones is hard to describe.

Think no more.

Brian raised his hand and turned the naked female elf over, letting her lie on her back on the ground.

Then, Brian's mind moved slightly, and his palm flashed with a faint, hazy light similar to that of the stars.

This is a type of magical ability that he once mastered through the elven blessing: the Star of Avandor.

Even with someone as powerful as Brian, spells of this level are just like dough, you can mold it into whatever you want.

As the starlight in the palm of his hand gradually gathered, a bright star slowly took shape at Brian's fingertips, like the brightest star in the night sky, emitting a soft and mysterious light.

He no longer hesitated, and simply raised his hand, gently caressing the female elf's fair, tender and smooth skin with the power of the stars.

He did this not out of frivolous intentions, but to use the energy of the elven pantheon to establish a connection with the energy in the female elf's body.

This is a dialogue of souls and a resonance of energy. Brian hopes to use this method to explore the secrets deep in the elf girl's heart and understand the true god of the elven pantheon whom she serves.

As Brian touched her, the elf's body trembled slightly, and there was a mysterious power surging in her body.

Her eyes became blurred and deep, as if she was immersed in a wonderful state.

Brian was concentrating on sensing the changes in this energy.

His heartbeat quickened slightly, and his breathing became rapid.

Finally, after a burst of brilliant light, the two energy hearts resonated.

Brian's heart was filled with a strong shock. He felt the vast power from the elven gods and the pure and powerful energy in the female elf's body. (End of this chapter)