Arcane Journey

Brian broke the silence and stared at the female elf in front of him with cold eyes. "So, you have become a sacrifice to the abyss demon, right?"

Although he spoke lightly, his expression had become highly alert, and he was always on guard against the female elf suddenly transforming into a demon form and attacking him.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

The elf's laughter was as clear as a silver bell, but it carried an unprecedented madness and determination.

She stared at Brian intently, her eyes seemed to be burning with flames, ready to devour all her rationality.

"That's right, mortal! My soul has long been tainted by the dark tentacles of the abyss demon and has been completely corrupted!"

Her voice seemed to come from the coldest abyss, carrying with it endless chill and despair:

"If you try to obtain any information or evidence of betrayal from me, my soul will fall into the endless dark abyss without hesitation! Give up your meaningless struggle. You can kill me with one blow, or play with me until I die, but you will never get anything you desire from me!"

Her words were like a sharp blade, cutting through every inch of Brian's thoughts.

Her body was shaking, as if it would turn into a cloud of black smoke and disappear into the void at any moment.

Her soul, her existence, will completely belong to the abyss of eternal darkness, and no one can stop this irreversible fate!
"Lowly mortal, all your efforts are ultimately in vain! In this endless darkness, your light will gradually dim until it is completely extinguished."

The elf's voice gradually became lower and lower, as if even she herself was no longer able to withstand this final ridicule and provocation.

Brian raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

How could he not know about the methods used by the abyss demons?
Although the female elf in front of him spoke very convincingly, her words were full of loopholes and contradictions.

If it were any other demon lord, he might have had some trust in the elf girl's words, but the problem was that the one who corrupted her soul was the illusion lord Fraz-Urluu, a demon known for lies and illusions.

He looked at the elf quietly, as if examining a flower that was about to wither.

He knew that no matter how powerful he was, he could not change this soul that had been corrupted by the abyss.

This despair and madness had long been deeply imprinted in her soul, becoming a shackle that she could not escape.

Her master is Fraz-Urlu after all.

What the hell is Fraz-Urlu?

You know, in the Abyss, all demons are dubbed as liars, and the Illusionary Demon Lord Fraz-Urlu, the lord of deception from the Abyss, has pushed the art of deception to the extreme.

He is like a skilled magician, using trickery as his staff and the devil's tricks as his curtain to weave one dazzling deception after another.

Any mortal or demon who dares to be his enemy, once stepping into his territory, will be bound by an invisible net and will involuntarily follow his design, step by step towards the abyss of destruction.

The most important thing is that the dream created by Fraz-Urlu is not only a sea of ​​illusions, but also a purgatory of the mind.

In these dreams, reality and fantasy are intertwined into an intricate web, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

His power, like an invisible tentacle, can penetrate deep into the enemy's most vulnerable soul, disintegrating their beliefs and reason bit by bit. Even those enemies known for their sharpness seem so small and fragile in front of him.

In his dreams, time seemed to have lost its meaning and space became distorted and strange.

All those once firm beliefs and unyielding will seemed so pale and powerless in front of him.

With his wisdom and strength, Fraz-Urlu plays with his enemies in the palm of his hand, making them struggle and despair in their dreams, and ultimately become victims of his conspiracy.

It has to be said that this demon lord is also a true artist, using trickery and deception as paint to draw desperate pictures.

In his world, there is no absolute truth or lies, only endless confusion and temptation.

Fraz-Urluu, the devil's lord of deceit, used his power to prove a truth: in a world of deception, the truth is always a game for the winner.

It was obvious that the female elf in front of him was still immersed in the dream of the Illusion Demon King from beginning to end.

Although Brian successfully made her reveal the devil's mark, it would take more effort to forcibly drag her out of the dream and search for the trace of the Phantom Demon King.

But before that...

"Snapped!!"

A beam of black light streaked across the sky like lightning and fiercely lashed the graceful body of the female elf. The force was so strong that she closed her mouth in pain instantly, and all the mockery and provocation came to an abrupt end.

"Oh, it seems you are a student with a bad memory, Miss Elf."

Brian raised a teasing smile and slowly retracted his right hand. Beside him, the icy shadow tentacle was like a long whip swaying in the abyss, constantly emitting a heart-pounding buzzing sound, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness.

At this moment, the female elf's pupils suddenly shrank after seeing the strange tentacles, and she immediately recalled the unpleasant memories just now.

Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. She closed her eyes subconsciously, and her body seemed to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

The trembling was not only due to fear, but also due to anger and humiliation. On her flawless white skin, a shocking bruise suddenly appeared, like a crack suddenly appearing on a flawless white jade, telling of the pain and humiliation just now.

"Now, you have two choices, Miss Elf."

Brian's voice was low and magnetic. He activated the psion's ability to influence thoughts and consciousness. It seemed as if countless stars were spinning and colliding in his eyes, flashing irresistible rays of light. They were like tentacles of the soul, gently touching the elf's heartstrings, trying to pry open her tightly closed heart.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the air was filled with a tense and subtle atmosphere.

The female elf's body trembled slightly. She felt Brian's invisible pressure, and waves began to surge in her heart.

Brian's eyes were like the deep universe, making it impossible to peek into the secrets behind them.

Under the influence of Brian's powerful mental power, the madness in the female elf's eyes seemed to be significantly restrained, and even her ferocious face began to relax.

Seeing that his psychic power was effective, Brian did not dare to waste time and immediately transmitted his message through his mind. His voice, which was extremely majestic, echoed in the mind of the female elf: (End of this chapter)