"This is the City of Lament. Although it was affected in the previous battle and most of it was destroyed, many Dia people still settled here. You can see their efforts to rebuild this city."<
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Looking at the ruins being rebuilt in the distance, Tamik took the initiative to introduce.
Their group crossed more than half of Diya and arrived at the City of Lament on the border of Diya. As long as they crossed this town and then crossed a large wasteland in front, they could officially enter the territory of Erathia.
Just as Tamik was introducing, an elf in the team suddenly stopped. At the same time, the blade he was holding suddenly began to shine brightly, and the entire blade trembled slightly.
"What are you doing?" Tamik was shocked by his move. In Tamik's mind, the glow of his sword blade meant that he was about to attack.
"I don't know...I didn't do anything." Ivor, who was holding the sword, answered, and he didn't understand what happened.
Arriving outside the City of Screams, the Wind-Chasing Blade in his hand trembled violently, as if it was conveying some special message to him. Is there something in the city that attracted this blade? Iver didn't know, although he had mastered it.
This artifact, but some of its hidden characteristics are still unknown to him.
"I felt a familiar breath. It was him, the original owner of this artifact." North also stopped and said.
What North said was just repeating the words of another person, Erich who only he could see.
"That is not his true body, but his will is still as strong as ever." The man in white looked at the sky, his eyes seemed to penetrate the space, and commented.
Listening to North's narration, Ivor seemed to realize something: "The former owner of the artifact? You mean, the hero Tularion? It is said that he once defeated the evil in the depths of hell and resolved a catastrophe that swept the world.
The dense forest deep inside is named after his surname in memory of this hero."
"I witnessed the moment when he became a hero. Speaking of which, it was a long time ago..." the man in white said with emotion.
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The depths of hell.
The luxurious palace is filled with waves of fragrance, and there are even more mesmerizing sounds coming from the depths.
"Your Majesty...please favor me more..."
The beautiful succubus of the legendary rank is kneeling respectfully at the feet of a person. There is no trace of the aura that a legendary creature should have on its face, but only a coquettish look that can drive other demons completely crazy.
"I heard that a succubus has passed through the Gate of Pain."
The man hugged the succubus and asked in a lazy voice.
"Yes, Your Majesty, that is a little-known succubus. No one had heard of her before she passed through the Gate of Pain. In addition, she also has the status of a hero."
The legendary succubus exhaled quietly, her eyes were watery, and her face was slightly flushed.
"Hero?"
The man's expression condensed and he sat up.
The light shone on her face, and she clearly looked like a woman.
"I never thought that heroes could be born among succubi."
An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Even the legendary succubus beside her was stunned at this moment, and her eyes were in a trance.
As if she thought of something, the legendary succubus whispered in her ear: "The battle in Fire Seal City should begin soon. It won't be long before Dolana and the others can return to you. And that heroic succubus,
I will also receive your favor."
Hearing this, she let out a silver bell-like laughter that echoed throughout the palace.
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"Huh... I can't believe that painful illusions from past memories are more unbearable than physical pain."
Outside the Gate of Pain, looking at Hela who had successfully reached the fifteen-step position, and the succubi who had continuously completed the painful trials and entered the Gate of Pain, Flisi's face became ugly.<
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Such a long time passed, and she failed to move forward. She was stuck in the painful illusion of thirty steps, unable to make any progress.
In the past trials of painful illusions, this kind of situation also happened from time to time. Once you are stuck in a certain painful illusion, if you don't find a way to find a breakthrough, you will never be able to move forward.
Flisi recalled that the giant hand that had been moving forward like a rock in the painful illusion finally stopped at the position of twenty steps and failed to move forward. She did not know what illusion the giant had experienced.
Shaking her head, Fulis concentrated her attention. This time, she must find a way to pass through the illusion of the past.
Soon, as she took a step forward, her consciousness fell into the illusion of the past again.
"Succubi, show everything you have learned. Whoever makes that person feel happy first can become one of the king's personal guards."
Flisi was very familiar with everything in the past illusions. After those simple moments, she once again came to the position that had always stuck her.
It was a trial belonging to the succubus. She and Hela were taken to a prison guarded by the Abyss Demon King. In addition to the succubus, there was another creature in the prison.
"Who is he?" Looking at the humanoid creature that was tightly bound by chains, covered in blood, and whose life and death were unknown, Hela asked proactively.
"You have no right to know, this is an order from the king." The legendary succubus who supervised them to complete the trial said in a deep voice.
"Why are you asking so much? Or are you planning to lose to me?" Fulis in the fantasy world glanced at Hela, then smiled lightly and stepped forward to the bound man.
As early as a long time ago, Fulis began to compete with Hela. Looking at the scene in the illusion, thinking of the final result of the trial, Fulis's face became ferocious.
In the illusion, as Fulis approached, the man whose life or death was unknown suddenly opened his eyes when she came within three steps, and a strong divine light flashed in his eyes.
"No..." Fulisi's consciousness couldn't help but froze when she saw this scene.
In her memory, no matter what she did to the man, whether it was a gentle caress or a rough whipping, he had no reaction at all.
On the contrary, when it was Hela's turn to come on stage, she impressed the man with a few words and gained the qualification to become the king's personal guard.
However, Hela refused this honor. The qualification to become a personal guard finally fell to Fulisi.
Flisi could accept losing to Hela in the competition, but she couldn't accept a victory that was like charity. Especially no matter what she did, she couldn't arouse the slightest reaction from the man, but Hela did it in a few words.
From her point of view, this undoubtedly proved that all her efforts were not worth mentioning.
However, the illusion at this moment was different from what Flis remembered.
"Cesia..."
The man slowly read out a name.
"Do you want to find the King of Lust..." Fulis in the fantasy world was also stunned and asked.
"Cesia!"
The man let out a roar that echoed through the sky, and golden light condensed from his body, instantly breaking the chains on his body.
He stretched out his hand and a sword blade appeared in his hand.
The Abyss Demon King, who rushed to defend, and all the succubi who participated in the trial, could not even block the man's move, and were all wiped out by the sweeping sword light, and Flisi's consciousness fell into blur.
Outside the illusion, Fulis spit out a mouthful of blood, and her soul was severely damaged.
Soon, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she had broken through the painful illusion of thirty steps and reached the position of twenty steps.