Empty, turbid, and so deep that only endless darkness can be seen. This is how Lin Mo felt when he stepped into the Abyss of Demons.
Here, you cannot release your mental energy, and you can only rely on your naked eyes to identify the direction. But in the darkness, how can you be sure that your group is moving in the right direction.
Lin Mo felt very lucky at this time, because he could rely on the connection with the Great Evil King to sense the location of the Great Evil King. As for the location of the Great Evil King, it should be the center of the Abyss of All Demons.
He could vaguely detect the obsession and joyful mood of the Great Evil King, like a drunkard who had been holding back wine for a year, facing a pool filled with all kinds of fine wines.
The instinctive attraction made it no longer care about itself as its master, and just wanted to enjoy it first.
As for Lin Er and Hei Xiaoque, they were closely following Lin Mo's footsteps.
The two of them were not idle either. Lin Er's body was tense and ready to deal with danger at any time.
Hei Xiaoque began to temper the original demonic energy. After a few breaths, a lotus petal with a faint golden light had condensed in his palm.
Then the black bird pulled Lin Mo's sleeve and handed the lotus petal to Lin Mo. Lin Mo took it, swallowed it in one gulp, frowned slightly and said:
"The total energy is roughly equivalent to that of an innate realm warrior. It may be because the original demonic energy on the periphery is too mixed."
Hei Xiaoque nodded, and after saying a few words, he continued to temper the original demonic energy.
After the three of them walked forward for about a stick of incense, the dark scene gradually changed, and faint lights appeared.
When Lin Mo took another step, he found that he had become another identity and completely entered an illusion.
Although he could forcefully break free, Lin Mo still watched everything in front of him with great interest.
The desolate and ruined land, the demons fighting wantonly, and the red sun in the sky stained with blood.
‘Interesting, is this a memory that a certain little devil doesn’t want to touch deep in his heart when he enters the abyss of demons?
Or is it an illusion where the original demonic energy evolves on its own?’
The character he replaced was also fighting with the demons in front of him at this moment, and a voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Kill as much as you like! If you want to become a general of the Bloodless Kingdom, you must be a demon above all others. Remember, I only need three demons."
Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Lin Mo frowned slightly and wanted to look back to see who was speaking.
But because this is just an illusion and cannot control the behavior of the substitute, all he can see is the blood splattering in front of him and the mutilated corpses.
It wasn't until the little demon Lin Mo replaced and two other friends teamed up to kill the last five-person group. As the winners, the three demons looked at the person who spoke before, Lin Mo suddenly realized who the familiar voice came from.
It was Ling Tianshi, the tenth young emperor who ranked tenth among the thirteen young emperors in the Wuxuejiang Dynasty.
At this moment, Ling Tianshi didn't look as naive as he did when he saw him in the human world before. Instead, he had a faint murderous intent exuding from his body. He looked at the three demons with a ferocious expression and said in a cold voice:
"The first level is over, then the second level begins. I only need one winner."
In an instant, Lin Mo's substitute was pierced through the right leg and left arm by the long swords in the hands of two friends beside him. Originally, the two people wanted to attack the chest and lower body, but due to the substitute's extremely fast reaction, he could barely dodge.
Past these two critical points.
What followed was a one-on-two battle, and Lin Mo felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
Although the substitute was merciless, the appearance of the two friends when they died was deeply imprinted in the substitute's memory.
'This kind of empathy is somewhat interesting. Is it to break down the inner defenses of those who break into the abyss of demons? Then I probably understand the meaning of this illusion.'
Then Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the illusion in front of him was as fragmented as a mirror, and what followed was the bottomless darkness.
Lin Mo knew that he had returned to reality, and at the same time he took a step forward. A similar fantasy came, but it was mainly a bloody love drama.
This time, after Lin Mo experienced a third of the process, he impatiently broke away from the illusion.
Just because he had probably guessed the ending. There was no doubt that the female demon died, and the male demon was determined to take revenge, so he came to the Abyss of Demons to seek a chance to break through.
But this does verify the origin of these illusions.
"Woah! Woah!" The black bird on the side pulled Lin Mo's sleeve and handed Lin Mo another lotus petal that exuded a faint golden light.
Compared to Lin Mo, who had the leisure to experience the illusion, Hei Xiaoque forcefully broke away as soon as he was pulled into the illusion.
Moreover, with his current state of mind, he probably can't understand what love and betrayal are. There are only two things that are most important in his heart, one is to play with the bird, and the other is to follow the great wisdom.
However, every time Lin Er took a step, his emotions fluctuated a little.
In order to understand death and despair, no matter how shallow these illusions are to him, he must work hard to enter them and perfect his way.
No matter how long they spent in the illusion, it was only one step in the outside world, so the three of them were still walking slowly towards the center of the Abyss of Demons.
Lin Mo took the lotus petal from Hei Xiaoque, swallowed it again, and said thoughtfully: "The total energy this time is roughly equivalent to a warrior who can reshape the first realm of the three realms.
My guess before taking a look at the samples was correct.”
Then Lin Mo touched Hei Xiaoque's little head and gave him an encouraging look.
Black Bird immediately continued to whine excitedly, and then began to temper the original demonic energy more seriously.
When Lin Mo took another step, he was too lazy to experience the miserable experiences of those unlucky people in the illusion, and directly broke through the illusion.
Until half an hour later.
When he fell into the illusion again, Lin Mo found that the intensity of the illusion had increased significantly. If the illusion at the beginning could be easily broken by relying only on the Yin and Yang realm.
So the intensity of the current illusion requires at least the True Martial Realm to resist it.
Then he began to experience the reality of this illusion, and this time Lin Mo assumed the identity of a tauren.
A minotaur who, after being raped many times by his first love, has never had sex due to psychological shadow, can only respond to the partners and wives of other demons.
The next Minotaur's demonic life was both exciting and monotonous. What he experienced was nothing more than being raped and raping others. Both of these behaviors gave him a wonderful feeling of satisfaction.
Of course, this feeling also reached a certain level of synchronization with Lin Mo, but the next second Lin Mo forcibly broke the illusion and muttered in a low voice, somewhat speechless:
“The sense of immersion is extremely poor!”
At this moment, a group of black shadows had approached Lin Mo and the others at some unknown time, and a fierce and domineering fist struck Lin Mo's head angrily.