Guests who have not entered the gate of fantasy are toasting and chatting in the peninsula garden. The servants in the manor are beckoning and waiting attentively. Some people sigh that they can live carefree in such a "little kingdom" and spend their whole life.
No regrets.
As time passed, the first person to come out of the door of illusion appeared.
This man carries a sword on his back, wears a light breastplate with an exposed belly, a silver toothed dragon helmet on his head, and a somewhat torn and faded burnt-colored cloak. He is of medium height, has a bronze complexion, and has an unattractive appearance.
He is neither tall nor strong, I can only say he is relatively strong.
From a distance, Putist looked at this man through the flower window from the small room under the huge door of the venue. The butler appeared behind him at the right time and said: "This man's name is Garland. He is staying at the manor.
I have been a warrior for a while."
"What strength?"
The housekeeper hesitated for two seconds and said: "I don't know. He came to the outer village more than 20 days ago. He stayed in the outer village temporarily due to the previous catastrophe. Later, he competed with several garden guards and said that he had good strength.
, so I reported to you that you were invited to enter the manor."
"Oh, is there such a thing?" Putist scratched the growing stubble and had no impression of the matter.
The housekeeper said: "At that time, you were very busy with letters from outsiders about the catastrophe, so you might have forgotten about it."
"That's right..." Putist nodded in a long voice: "...Warrior, has he ever competed with Guderres?"
"Gudres hasn't been at the manor recently," the butler said.
"Uh, is that so? When did you leave? Forget it, it's not important. Did he fight with anyone else, Babu or Arnaz?"
The housekeeper said: "I tried competing with Arnaz. Just a few days ago, it happened to be interrupted due to the fight between your new friend and Bodokasiji. Arnaz's comment to him was 'It's hard to say.
'."
"'Hard to say'? What does 'hard to say' mean?"
The butler shook his head.
Putist said unhappily: "Can you please stop shaking your head behind my back? I can't see it."
The butler walked up to him and shook his head.
"You..." Putist was speechless and could only continue to touch his beard and asked thoughtfully: "How much do you know about this person?"
The steward said: "He only said his name and asked nothing else. The servants asked other visitors, but no one knew him."
"Could he be the person who just spoke at the meeting?"
The housekeeper thought for a while and said: "It's hard to say, their voices don't look alike, but their voices can be disguised."
"Tch, it's hard to talk about it, but you should say something nice."
People outside the venue saw someone coming out of the Illusion Gate first, and they gradually walked down to the venue. After a while, the second, third, and fourth people also appeared one after another. There were ripples in the air.
, the fifth person who came out was the old man from the semi-forbidden sect, Solatum. These people who came out chatted eagerly with people who knew each other, discussing what they encountered in the Gate of Illusion.
When Inaniga came out, she met Hillary who came out behind her. The two exchanged greetings. At this time, Cole and Jinx and several members of the Bloodland team came over. Except for Bashar, there was no one among them.
Instead of going through the Gate of Illusion, I waited outside the venue and came over to ask about the situation.
"Hilary, what did you encounter inside?" Bang asked: "We just heard others talking about the situation of the Door of Illusion, and each of them seemed to encounter a different situation inside."
Hillary shook her head with pain on her face: "Stop talking. After I entered, a ball of light turned into a golden lion. Layers of domineering pressure pressed on me. I felt like I almost died inside. In the end,
With the magic knot Qianbi constantly blocking its domineering power, it was finally dispersed."
"The Golden War Lion is a monster." Cole looked at Inaniga: "What about you?"
Inaniga closed her eyes a little unhappily: "I met a fire magician. Oh, I still know this fire magician."
"You know! Who is it?"
Inanija said: "I remember it was some kind of royal court counselor from the Disman Kingdom, named Sultan. He appeared in the Paradise Building in Sindmore a few years ago, so I have an impression. I was also wondering why he was there.
In the door of illusion."
"Maybe he has been to the manor before and entered the gate of fantasy?"
Inaniga nodded: "He is an expert in treasure appraisal. There are many treasures in the manor, so it is not surprising that he would come here." She looked at herself: "I suffered serious burns in there, but I will be fine when I come out. Look
It's really just an illusion, but the illusion seems to be different...the battle inside is really real."
Ke'erqi said: "Perhaps someone who enters the door of fantasy in the future will encounter your magic image. This kind of thing can retain the traces and images of the entrants, and then the magic can be simulated in a timely manner. It is really amazing!"
Inaniga glanced at the people who came out and thought to herself: "Strange, is he still in there?"
Amid the fluctuations in space, there were two more blue doors with ripples of light, and two people came out of them.
Cheetah and Bashar came out almost at the same time, and then Gordon and Mafia appeared. They each told their own experiences, but Bing Zhixie was never seen.
"Is Celeste still trapped in the Gate of Illusion? How is that possible? He's not that strong, most of the others have come out!" Cheetah was quite puzzled.
"His injury is not serious, it must be related to his injury..." Bang said.
"We were all seriously injured, and we are not much better now." Gordon said: "The Holy Blood Rose is definitely not his fault!" There was a bit of joy in his words.
Hillary said: "The owner of the manor said that the difficulties encountered in the Gate of Illusion are related to one's own strength. In fact, the stronger you are, the greater the resistance you will encounter."
As time went on, Putiste, the owner of the manor, finally appeared again. He took a sip of wine and said, "The appointed time will be up in a few minutes. It seems there is still someone trapped..." Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw a burst of air over the venue.
With ripples of red light, a person fell from the ripples of space, it was Celeste Bingzhixie!
Everyone looked over one after another, and Putist showed an unexpected expression.
Bing Zhixie supported the ground with his hands. He did not fall but was still in a mess. The scars on his body were gone, but the pain was still there. This door to the illusion was not only a simple space isolation, but also mixed with other powers!
Night Owl lost no time in sarcastically saying: "Hey, master, why are you so embarrassed? Is this the same arrogant master I have seen? It doesn't look like Zuli City at all!"
The red-eyed ferocious beast Cage crossed his arms and said contemptuously: "There are always a lot of people in the world who cheat and steal their reputation. Although they are obviously not very capable, they always pretend to be mysterious and make people think that he is really a great big shot! I heard that he is with
We came by car with the owner of the manor, I’m afraid the owner of the manor was deceived!”
"What? Mr. Putist and this young man rode in the same carriage? No! He was the last one to come out of the Gate of Illusion, and he was the only loser... Maybe his ability is not in fighting." The speaker
He is still more of a gentleman and leaves room in his words.
Night Owl chuckled: "This kind of person is shameless! There is no need to save face for such a person."