Dots of bright spots suddenly appeared around the originally dark corridor, and finally the bright spots connected into one, like scattered moonlight.
The extremely ugly toads squatted on both sides of the corridor like calves, and the harsh noise became louder and louder. However, except for Christine, who was in the illusion, no one knew about it. At least it was still quiet inside and outside the flower pavilion.
, the three-story building is still wrapped in a dark psychic barrier.
"It's exactly as I imagined. Even if I can force my way here, I can't even move an inch."
"Although I have lived in the Whispering Forest since I was a child, and the Whispering Forest is a place where poisons are rampant, I don't like such ugly creatures."
Christine originally planned to walk deeper into the corridor, but in the end she found that she had lost control of her body and could only stand motionless.
However, she did not panic at all. Instead, she felt that the more this happened, the more powerful the spell was. After all, danger and opportunity go hand in hand. If you want to get more benefits, you should naturally take more risks.
But Christine thought about it, but couldn't think of a good way to break the situation. After all, when a magician loses the ability to move, no matter how powerful he was before, he is still no more than an ordinary person.
Perhaps the only difference is that ordinary people would be completely confused in such a situation. As a mixed-blood elf who has lived for five hundred years, Christine’s thinking mode is naturally different. In other words, she has experienced so much.
There are strong winds and waves, and I am no longer afraid to face death.
"Hmph! What a guy who overestimates his capabilities. At least if it were me, I would never waste so much life force in exchange for an illusory opportunity."
Gloria took a sip of coffee, and then turned her gaze out the window, towards the small building that was being shrouded in layers of dark psychic energy. She had already sensed some signs of the leakage of life force, which was equivalent to
Serious case of psychic disorder.
After all, although the power of life can be driven, if it is completely out of control, then any living thing will eventually perish. Otherwise, with Gloria's character, she would never stop describing the alchemical formation at the end of "The Necropolis Conjecture"
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"Then Lady Gloria, do you think I should tell my companions about this? After all, they are Lord Boom's mentor, but it's not good to leave them to fend for themselves."
"If it really doesn't work, we should at least ask Hastur to ask, so that nothing really happens."
Alberto, the female insect who was basking in the sun, was stunned when he heard this, and then suggested anxiously. After all, it was also a member of the "Eldagos" family, so how could it leave the team leader Christine alone?
I don’t care.
"No need, Christine is a smart person and an excellent magician. She has a reason to do what she does. What's more, she is now at a critical moment in her cultivation. If she is forcibly stopped, the consequences will probably be serious.
It could come even worse."
"If the time comes to what you said, I will naturally take action. After all, Christine is also my partner, and I fully agree with her taste."
Gloria shook her head, and then began to describe the alchemy array again, but she no longer paid attention to the life force floating from the three-story building opposite.
Alberto, the female worm, relaxed after seeing this. After all, Gloria's strength was enough to guarantee Christine's survival.
At this time, Christine was in a fantasy world, or to be precise at the entrance of the mysterious corridor. The sound of toads became louder, and from unknown time on, pairs of black toads appeared in the darkness.
The awning snake eyes contrast sharply with the silvery white moonlight.
"First it was a toad, and now it is a poisonous snake. So what will exist at the end of this tunnel?"
"You don't think that if my body is imprisoned, I won't be able to explore it. That would be a bit underestimating the strength of the Great Mage."
Christine said calmly while looking at the venomous snakes that were gradually condensing into shape. Her beautiful bright red eyes were always staring at the end of the corridor, but after looking at them for a long time, she didn't notice anything unusual.
But with Christine's current level, she also seems a little confused. After all, no one has ever truly peeped into the scene beyond the peak. Naturally, all peak experts, including Christine, can only explore on their own.
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But unlike many peak experts who are also in the bottleneck period, Christine doesn't actually have many thoughts of fighting. In other words, if Boom hadn't progressed too fast, she probably wouldn't have been able to do this.
Practice hard.
But Christine is also a very proud person. She either doesn't do anything, but once she does it, she must do her best. She has lived for five hundred years, and she has never fallen behind in her cultivation. On the contrary, countless
This time it shocked many dark elf masters.
In the eyes of many bards, in addition to her identity as a mixed-blood elf, Christine can be said to be the embodiment of perfection and elegance, and she is also the goddess in the hearts of countless men.
However, this goddess is now constantly consuming the power of life. The power of life gushes out from her fingertips and slowly spreads towards the other end of the corridor.
Although Christine could not control her body, she could still control the power of life in her body. However, after a few minutes, her brows wrinkled slightly. Just as Gloria said, the power of her life
The power has become increasingly uncontrollable.
She does not actively guide the life force, but passively leaks it out, and based on that leakage speed, she can only sustain it for three months at most.
I saw the "moonlight" getting brighter and brighter, and it faintly exuded Christine's aura. Those condensed poisonous snakes crawled onto Christine's body and began to pierce their fangs into her body.
Although she was in an illusion, Christine could really feel the heart-rending pain. However, she did not scream, and even maintained an elegant posture from beginning to end.
After all, Christine had witnessed countless scenes of Dark Elf killers torturing prisoners in her early years, and now Hastur's methods were taught to her personally.
Therefore, in terms of her ability to endure pain, Christine is comparable to an ancient ferocious beast. It is not that she is born without pain nerves, but that she simply does not want to let go of her pride, or that she cannot
I wish to be embarrassed.
Compared to death and elegance, Christine will always choose the latter without hesitation. In other words, even if she can survive in embarrassment, she will choose to die gracefully.
"If I am not blind, these should be black-scaled vipers that only exist among the chaotic sacred vines in the Whispering Forest. That means that this illusion is the embodiment of my thoughts, which is absolutely correct."
"Eat it. I deserved to die from the poison in my hometown. It's a pity that I can't continue traveling. I was originally looking forward to the journey through the planes."
Kristine said this, and she saw those black-scaled vipers condensed by the power of dark spiritual energy, biting her with every bite. And with each fang piercing into the body, Kristine
The life force will be reduced a bit.
The cry of the toad is still so harsh, and only the silver-white moonlight is getting brighter. Christine's pretty face has become bloodless, but the dark magician is still staring at the end of the corridor, as if he has never given up on anything.
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She would rather die than surrender. She absolutely could not tolerate her failure, let alone become a burden. Driven by this belief, more life force came out of her body and surged forward like a furious wave.