The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Why can I wake up?

"Because I'm better than them." Wen Xun said.

When used on someone of a higher rank than the caster, the effectiveness of the illusion will be greatly reduced.

"If there's another reason, it's probably because I have no fear."

He spread his hands, not trying to hide the fact that he was a bold man who was not afraid of anything.

"When I went in, I only saw one road, nothing else. I walked that road and came out directly."

"Does the strength of the illusion also depend on the degree of fear in the heart of the caster..." The teacher's gaze fell on the scene.

There, a black-haired child was standing there with dazed eyes.

The other students from the Water Academy immediately noticed his abnormality and gathered around him, isolating him from the three students from the Light Academy. They called out to Jiang Liujing but could not wake him up.

Once trapped in the illusion, unless the caster takes the initiative to break it, the only way out is to break through it yourself. Others cannot interfere.

"What on earth is holding back such a young and talented child?" the teacher murmured in confusion.

In his opinion, Wen Xun and Jiang Liujing are geniuses of the same level. If Wen Xun can live so heartlessly, there is no reason why Jiang Liujing cannot.

Wen Xun's gaze was now looking in another direction, towards the water courtyard.

Among a large group of blue dots, a red-haired figure is particularly conspicuous.

If there was one person present who knew Jiang Liujing's past, it would be Chi.

Wen Xun is not the only one who has this idea. Jiang Liujing has become very famous recently and many people are paying attention to him. Naturally, they will also notice Chi who is inseparable from him.

Many people were looking at Chi's expression at this moment, trying to find out something from him.

Chi just looked down calmly, his eyes like a calm lake without any ripples, not revealing any emotion at all, making the others who were observing him look away in disappointment.

What? Why no response at all?

On the field, Jiang Liujing realized something was wrong the moment he was hit, but it was too late to resist.

The voices of the audience gradually became softer, and everything around him became hazy, as if it was moving away from him, or as if it had completely disappeared.

He stood there, watching the scene around him rapidly change. The ice and frozen figures that had previously occupied most of his vision were gone. He could still feel the cold air, but there was no trace of them in his sight.

Soon, even the perception of temperature disappeared.

Jiang Liujing realized that this was a sign that the illusion was fully taking effect on him.

He became alert, and the next second, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

It was no longer the arena, but a forest. A forest that Jiang Liujing was extremely familiar with.

The towering ancient trees stand silent and tall, casting shadows that turn into sharp knives, cutting the dark forest and the flat outside world into two distinct halves of light and dark.

Jiang Liujing was standing on the dividing line at the moment, and he could see his own small shadow by looking down.

It was a perfect circle, as if the sun was shining directly on his head.

He turned his head and saw the world behind him was bright and boundless, yet also empty. The shadow of the town loomed at the end of his sight, like a long and false happiness and peace.

Looking back, the Lost Forest was damp and dark, with thick black shadows hiding in the gaps between the trees, as if there were countless terrifying monsters lurking there.

Choose one of the two?

The child withdrew his gaze and walked into the forest without hesitation.

The scent of grass and trees hits you in the face, fresh and rich.

He was very familiar with this forest, having lived here since childhood. He knew every tree that appeared on the roadside - this was natural, as the illusion was constructed based on his own memory.

However, at this moment the forest is filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

As Jiang Liujing went deeper into the forest, the light gradually dimmed and the road became bumpy.

He walked forward, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

Suddenly, a huge black bird flew over his head, and the wind pressure brought by its wings made Jiang Liujing stop.

He looked up and saw the bird perched on a branch of a huge tree in front of him, staring at him with cold eyes.

Is it Dahei?

But how come it has grown so much bigger, and it seems like it doesn't recognize him.

Jiang Liujing's heart tightened, and he instinctively wanted to explore, but in the end he remembered that it was just an illusion. After pausing for a few seconds, he chose to move forward again.

He knew that he was in a competition and his companions were still waiting for him. His priority now was to find a way to break the illusion.

Any illusion must have a core anchor point. Since the scene takes place in the Lost Forest, the anchor point is most likely the cabin where they live.

Therefore, Jiang Liujing's steps were firm, and he walked clearly towards Crescent Lake.

It was very quiet along the way. The forest, which should usually be full of mythical beasts, was not seen with a single one today.

Jiang Liujing pondered, pushing aside the dense branches of the bushes and looking forward. He expected to see the familiar azure lake, but instead he saw a solidified black and red ground.

The scent of grass and trees disappeared at some point, replaced by a cold, rusty smell so heavy it made one want to vomit.

Jiang Liujing stopped moving.

He fixed his eyes on the front and saw many corpses lying in a mess in the black and red liquid on the ground.

The weird, hideous and ugly appearance is the true form of the mythical beasts.

In front of Jiang Liujing, they only ever showed cute and clingy or beautiful and elegant mimicry, but in the illusion, those mimicry were shattered as their lives disappeared.

A large amount of blood flowed out from their broken bellies, seeping into the ground and into the Crescent Lake, dyeing the clear lake water a gorgeous and strange light red.

【This shouldn’t happen.】

Compared to anger and sadness, Jiang Liujing's first thought was this.

He was calm to an almost terrifying degree, his eyes scanning every inch of the phantom beast's corpse, revealing every detail of its scales and feathers.

He had never seen the true forms of the phantom beasts. How could an illusion built solely on his memory simulate something he himself didn't know?

Is this really just an illusion?

Before he could think about it, a familiar voice sounded slowly from not far away: "You are finally back..."

Jiang Liujing raised his head and saw two figures walking towards him in parallel.

Unharmed, the young and handsome green-haired man and the tall white-haired old man, Sang Mo and Xing Yue had already opened the door of the wooden house and walked towards him together.

They were dressed solemnly and neatly, as if they were about to attend a grand banquet, but in fact they were just taking a slow stroll in the deserted forest.

The two of them seemed to be oblivious to the corpses of the mythical beasts scattered all over the ground, and continued to talk to him: "Miaomiao, we have been waiting for you."

When the voice fell, their two faces, one young and one old, both showed a strange smile.