"...This is impossible! This is simply not a power that this world can tolerate!"
Facing the speaker whose power seemed to hold up the entire night sky, Dark Crow was shocked, and then suddenly noticed something abnormal.
"No! No! There is something wrong with this space! Is this an illusion!?"
But after calming down, Dark Crow immediately realized the speaker's lies.
"Illusion?"
As if he could hear Dark Crow's words, the speaker's projection on the throne showed a strange smile.
"Although I can't tell what kind of existence you are, I have to say that your knowledge is pretty good.
In this simulated world, being able to detect the problem and use the closest 'illusion' to describe it does have some merit."
"What do you mean by 'simulated world'?"
Listening to the speaker's confused words, Commander Shute, the ray of hope who had always stood behind Langton without saying a word, finally couldn't help but ask a question.
"As the literal meaning of the word indicates, the location you are in is not the real world, but is completely simulated by the Saier-class construct spirit [Heinz]."
As if he already felt that victory was within his grasp, the Speaker was now very interested in talking, and even in the face of the enemy, he did not hesitate to explain.
"Just as ordinary people can pull themselves into dreams through sleep, spellcasters can build illusions to pull enemies into the illusion. The dream world allows ninth-level beings to enter and explore it, and even use the power of rules to fight in it.
In essence, these are actually illusory worlds. But the difference between the three is that compared to ordinary people's dreams, the world created by illusion spells is more solid and stable. The dream world is more stable than the former.
, there are still partially real things, rather than complete illusions.
Then, if an illusory world can be solid enough and stable enough, and exist based on a real material demiplane, it may even have its own independent operating rules.
At this time, wouldn’t it be inappropriate to call it a simple ‘illusion’?”
As he said that, the Speaker looked at Langton.
"Everyone must be aware that in the ancient high elven civilization, the 'Seir-level' is the level of the legendary floating city, and Heinz, who can be dubbed the 'Seir-level', naturally has enough skills to deserve this title.
ability.
Simulating the operation of real world rules is one of Heinz's abilities. As for the rules of this world, Lord Langton, who has mastered the ninth level of power, must have the deepest experience, right?"
"So it's like this. It's higher than fantasy, but it's not as good as the real world."
Feeling the almost suffocating and terrifying pressure coming from the night sky, Langton's heart slowly sank, and his breathing became slightly more rapid.
The Speaker of the Federation in his current state is the most powerful enemy he has ever faced. So powerful that even if he reveals all his current trump cards, his chances of winning are still slim.
But he knew that he must not show any signs of weakness, because his sister and relatives who had been dependent on each other since childhood were now behind him.
There is no way to retreat, and there is no way out.
"So, what about the previous Elf Crown Princes? Where did you send them?"
Instinctively licking his dry lips, before actually taking action, Langton asked one last question without much hope.
"Those elves who are stupid and unaware? That's where they are."
With a cold smile, the Speaker raised the goblet in his hand and gestured to the chaotic storm in the distance on the horizon.
"They have fallen into Heinz's virtual world and are 'enjoying' the joy of fighting endless enemies.
To be honest, the power of the 'one' they called is indeed very terrifying. But unfortunately, it is just a projection that is not as powerful as the original body, and it is far from enough to make my existence fall into chaos.
Apoptosis.
Okay, now let’s end the Q&A session for now.”
As the speaker finished speaking, the atmosphere in the hall began to become visibly stagnant and depressing.
However, in the tense atmosphere between the two sides, the Speaker did not launch a devastating attack as mercilessly as everyone imagined. Instead, he took another sip of the scarlet wine in the glass, and his black eyes stared calmly at Lan below the hall.
Stop the group.
"To be honest, I once knew your information and even observed you for a period of time. Langton, your experience is very interesting and has successfully aroused my interest."
"Looking at the great help you have given me, I can give you a chance. Join me and become one of my subordinates. I will forgive your previous crimes against the Federation."
"Forgive me for my crimes against the Confederacy?"
Staring at the Speaker on the throne, Langton's voice was extremely cold.
"If there was no parliament supporting the rebels behind the scenes, if there were no noble armies from large kingdoms disguising themselves as rebels and invading small kingdoms, the war in the Federation would have ended long ago.
And you took advantage of the fact that the Federation was in war, promoted body construction, and used the constructed network to secretly control countless deceived people. According to the intelligence collected by the former [Spark] organization, the Federation war has continued to this day, and there seems to be something behind it.
your shadow.
I think the one who really needs forgiveness from the people of the Federation is you, the Speaker!"
"It seems that there are some differences in our views."
The Speaker smiled indifferently, and the next moment, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then suddenly threw his hand and dropped the clear goblet on the ground.
As the crystal fragments bloomed on the ruby ground, the Speaker's projection disappeared from the throne. Instead, there was an almost crazy intuitive warning, and a blazing arrow that cut through the night sky and fell straight down towards the main hall.
White stars!
When viewed from a distance in the night sky, it seems to be only a very small star, but as it gets closer to the ground, the size of the star becomes larger and larger. In the end, its diameter is even far larger than the giant tree where everyone is standing.
shape building.
Faced with this attack that was like a divine punishment, Langton could only grit his teeth and rush to the sky, then activate his strongest defensive form to resist the falling stars.
boom--
When the extremely huge stars in the night sky came into contact with Langton's tiny figure, the nearby space seemed to be slightly shaken.
Langton gritted his teeth and desperately mobilized the power lent to him by Lord Dark Crow. While blocking the flames of the star that contained the strange rules, he tried to break down the structure of the star to prevent it from directly contacting the palace where everyone was.
bumped into.
Wisps of black smoke-like apoptotic power rose from his body surface, and then eroded away into the interior of the star.
Gradually, the brilliance of the star dimmed, and its structure was eroded and decomposed by Langton according to the rules of apoptosis, turning into several blazing fragments, which fell on the metal ground near the building, forming a giant molten crater.