Mirror World

The invigilator looked at the old man expressionlessly, his eyes revealing a hint of indifference and ruthlessness. He seemed to be indifferent to what happened next, as if it was just an ordinary performance. Then, he slowly turned around, with firm and steady steps, and walked away from the Colosseum step by step.

As the invigilator walked further away, his figure gradually became blurred and finally disappeared on the empty high steps.

All that was left was the Colosseum, where people were still being executed and wailing.

However, what was surprising was that there was only one illusion executioner who executed the old man. There were five illusion executioners surrounding the others! At this moment, the poor old man was suffering from inhumane torture - the skin and flesh on his back had been cruelly peeled off. His eyes, which had become blurred due to extreme fatigue, raised his head with difficulty and looked at the place where the invigilator was on the high steps, but he was surprised to find that there was no one there.

The old man raised his lips slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He slowly turned his head and glanced at the eight examinees who were being tortured.

These people were on the brink of life and death, as if they could take their last breath at any moment. Their bodies were twisted in extreme pain, and their originally abundant mirror spirit power was almost exhausted in the long torture. Now, all they could rely on was their tenacious willpower and broken bodies to resist this endless suffering.

Every examinee looked so miserable, their eyes revealed despair and helplessness. However, in this land of death, the old man's smile was like a spring of fresh water, bringing a strange atmosphere to this tragic scene.

You have done a great job. You have persisted until now, which fully demonstrates your inner perseverance and persistence. Let me give you a hand." With a faint voice, the mysterious old man slowly stretched out his palm, and suddenly an iron bracelet flashing with a faint blue light appeared in his palm.

When the old man put on the bracelet, a blue mirror spirit gushed out. It floated in the air like light smoke, lingering around the eight examinees, and finally merged into their bodies.

The mirror spirits that were almost exhausted seemed to be injected with vitality again at this moment. Their tortured bodies, under the nourishment of this coolness, suddenly felt a stream of power like a clear spring, and their dying breath gradually recovered.

When Tang Huan felt the clear stream on his painful face, he knew that the old man had already taken action. "This is... the mirror spirit? So this is how the old man helped us cheat." Then Tang Huan relaxed his whole body. He seemed to have forgotten the pain brought by the execution and felt warmed by the kindness of the old man. "Although I can pass without your mirror spirit, it is also a good thing to help me relieve the pain."

The old man had used up the last bit of his mirror spirit. At this moment, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He dropped his arms weakly. Every breath was a torment for him. His chest rose and fell violently, accompanied by heavy and rapid gasps. The sound was like the creaking of an old bellows, which made people feel pity.

After the last time...

"Congratulations to the eight examinees! You have passed the examination." These words rang out like thunder in the entire examination room. The invigilator stood on a high step, his voice loud and passionate, as if he wanted to convey this good news to everyone.

The illusion executioner disappeared as the invigilator's voice was heard.

After hearing these words, the candidates in the audience were silent at first, and then burst into exhausted cheers and applause. They hugged each other excitedly, with tears of joy in their eyes. At this moment, all the efforts were rewarded, and the hard work finally paid off with the fruits of success.

For these eight lucky people, this assessment is not just a simple test, but an important turning point in their lives. They have proved their worth with their own strength and perseverance, and also laid a solid foundation for the future. At this moment, their hearts are full of longing and expectation for the future, and they can't wait to start a new journey.

Tang Huan looked at his brother anxiously, and when he saw his brother lying on the ground exhausted, he smiled with a smug look on his face. "Xiao Wen persevered, that's great!"

Tang Huan suddenly touched his back in surprise and found that the skin and flesh on his back were still intact, his teeth were also intact, and there were no signs of nails piercing his arms or heart.

Then Tang Huan realized that the punishment he had just received was just a nerve illusion caused by the magic. "Oh, I should have used the "Mysterious Eyes" to see through all this. It made me suffer so much."

Tang Huan looked around, trying to find the old man, but found nothing. He couldn't help wondering: "Has the old man been eliminated?" This thought flashed through his mind, making Tang Huan feel regretful.

Recalling the brief exchange with the old man just now, Tang Huan admired him very much. Although the old man was old, he had a quick mind and gave people a feeling of being unfathomable. Especially since he had failed the assessment for twelve years, just to send more magic killers to Qijing Country.

"They probably don't know that they are being cheated by that gentleman, right?" Tang Huan then looked at the invigilator, "Did the invigilator deliberately condone the old gentleman's cheating? His main point is that if I can't see it, then it doesn't exist. He is really a man who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside."

"Test takers, you may leave now, and wait until tomorrow to choose your affiliation before coming back to the academy." Then the Colosseum was shattered as if an illusion had disappeared, and everyone returned to reality.

……

Modona, Huang Yao and many others were waiting outside the examination hall for the return of the last candidates.

"It's getting dark and the time has come. Qingwen should have passed, right?" City Lord Qi muttered to himself while subconsciously touching his beard, his eyes full of anxiety.

Hu Ge seemed a little anxious, holding his hands tightly against his chest, as if trying to give himself some comfort and strength. The three big furry tails also lost their former vitality, drooping listlessly and intertwined with each other.

Hu Ge pursed his lips slightly and bit his lower lip gently, as if trying to suppress his inner anxiety, but his eyes revealed an unconcealable worry. He was extremely anxious at the moment.

In the night sky, a drop of rain fell on Modona's nose. Modona slightly opened her forehead and asked, "Is it going to rain?"

……

On a narrow and winding country road outside Yunfeng City, the hunched old man was walking forward with difficulty. He held a worn-out staff tightly in his hand, and every step he took seemed extremely strenuous, as if the weight of the whole world was pressing on the fragile wooden stick.

His steps were slow and staggering, and his limping posture made people feel pity. It can be seen that the old man has experienced the vicissitudes of life and his physical condition is not as good as before. His legs seemed unable to bear his own weight, and every time he landed, he would make a slight trembling sound.

His face was marked by time, with wrinkles crisscrossing like ravines. His eyes were dull, revealing a deep sense of fatigue. Sweat slid down his forehead, soaking his long-faded robe.

Despite this, the old man did not stop. He gritted his teeth and continued to move forward, as if there was a firm force in his heart supporting him. Perhaps it was his persistence in "burning his final value", or perhaps it was the call of some unfinished mission deep in his heart.

"Mimi, daddy has brought a few more magic killers to this country! You and your children will live happily in this country in the future." The old man's voice sounded weak, but he couldn't hide the joy emanating from it.

The old man sounded dying but continued to talk to himself, "Some people say that I am at the end of my rope, but I don't think so! I can still take the exam for another three years. Yes! I can still take the exam for another three years..." The old man looked dazed and his mind gradually became confused. His body couldn't stop shaking, like a candle in the wind, shaky and ready to fall down at any time.

“Yes! Take the exam for another three years… take the exam for another… three years…” The old man’s voice was as weak as a gossamer, as if it was the murmur of a life that was about to disappear.

Pfft!

The old man's eyes dimmed, he closed his eyes heavily, and fell to the ground, murmuring silently for the last time, "Three years..."

Under the dark night, heavy rain poured down on a lifeless body lying on the ground.

Dilidala...

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"It's raining,...Huang Yao, hide in my hat." Modona was wearing a witch's wide hat that was big enough for two people to hide from the rain.