Mirror World

The sun scorched the desert, making it golden and dazzling. A black-haired woman hugged Modona tightly and walked firmly across the endless sand. In less than a day, they arrived at a human city.

From afar, a towering wall stood outside the city, like an indestructible barrier. The wall was densely packed with contract soldiers in uniform armor, holding weapons, with serious expressions, and watching the surroundings vigilantly.

When they walked near the city gate, they could see two burly guards standing upright on both sides of the gate, dutifully guarding the passage into the city. The black-haired woman carefully led Modona to the gate, and then gently placed Modona in the corner.

However, at this moment, Modona seemed to have no signs of waking up, and was still immersed in a beautiful dream. She occasionally uttered soft and lovely ambiguous sleep talk, mumbling: "Tang Huan, no, (brain filler...)" as if she was communicating with Tang Huan about the adult world.

The black-haired woman stretched out her slender fingers and gently pinched Modona's pink and round cheek. Modona had originally closed her eyes and was immersed in a sweet dream, but at this moment she trembled slightly because of this action. Not long after, her eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened, sleepy, as if she had not yet fully awakened from the dream.

When Modona finally opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the figure of the black-haired woman. However, her first reaction was the extreme unfamiliarity of the surrounding environment. She was surprised to find that the place she was in was no longer the barren and scorching desert, but a lush and vibrant oasis - obviously, this was a more suitable place for human survival.

Modona looked around in a daze, her eyes sweeping across every corner, as if she was eagerly searching for someone. Her eyes revealed a kind of confusion and uneasiness, as if she had lost her sense of direction. This sudden change made her feel at a loss, and her heart was full of doubts and worries.

Modona stood up in panic and looked around again, but still could not find the man. She was anxious and hurried to the black-haired woman and asked anxiously, "Where is Tang Huan? Where did you take him?"

Modona's voice was cold and majestic, which made people feel awed. However, in response to her question, the black-haired woman just shook her head and deliberately lowered her voice and replied: "Took him to a place where the "Spellcaster" should go. As for where exactly... Sorry, I really don't know."

After saying that, the black-haired woman looked around deliberately, as if she was afraid that others would hear the sensitive word "magician". Her expression was nervous and cautious, revealing an inexplicable mysterious atmosphere.

"Who ordered you to do this! What qualifications do you have to take him to a place he doesn't want to go!" Modona's voice became louder and sharper, with undisguised anger and power, like a burning flame that made people dare not look directly at it.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, and the resentment in her heart surged like a tidal wave. The black-haired woman standing opposite her had a gloomy face, and met Modona's hostile gaze without fear.

"All of this is determined by the prophecy in the Dark Scarlet Volume. For someone with a special identity like him, this is his unavoidable fate. Otherwise, a 'caster' like him with an unknown destiny is very likely to be on the path of 'destruction'." The black-haired woman's tone was low and firm, and she seemed to believe in what she said.

"Destiny? What a joke! How could the fate of the 'Spellcaster' be controlled by others? This is simply a fantasy!" Modona's voice was filled with undisguised anger and contempt, and her eyes were as sharp as a blade, as if to pierce the person in front of her.

"Whether you believe it or not, the Dark Scarlet Book shows the prophecy about his destiny. Moreover, this mysterious book has always been known for its accuracy. Its predictions about people's future are always in a good direction. Therefore, it can be said with certainty that his destiny must belong to "creation." The black-haired woman responded unwaveringly, her eyes firm and confident, as if she had already seen through everything.

Modona sneered and said sarcastically: "Humph, the so-called prophecy is nothing but an illusory thing! Who can guarantee that the [Dark Scarlet Scroll] is reliable? Maybe it's just your wishful fantasy!"

However, the black-haired woman was not shaken by Modona's doubts. She stood up straight and said solemnly: "I guarantee with my personality that the prophecy of the Dark Scarlet Scroll is not false. It has gone through the vicissitudes of time and witnessed countless changes in history. Its authenticity is beyond doubt. Therefore, we should believe in this prophecy and give enough respect and trust to the "Spellcaster"."

Modona frowned and fell into deep thought. Although she still had doubts in her heart, she knew from her own experience that the Dark Scarlet Scroll was indeed an extremely accurate prophecy tool. Moreover, the Dark Scarlet Scroll would only predict good things and would not predict bad things.

At this moment, the black-haired woman noticed that Modona seemed to have a slight fluctuation in her heart. She immediately seized this opportunity and continued to persuade without hesitation: "Little witch, can you bear to watch him go down the road of "destruction"? Once he becomes "destruction", he will be despised and hunted down by people all over the world. If you really care about him, you should let him go down the road of "creation", not..."

However, Modona was not moved by these words. She interrupted him with a sharp and cold voice: "Shut up! "Creation" may be indeed very beautiful, but I will never allow you to force him to do things against his will. When he returns, I hope you will disappear from his sight forever. Get as far away as possible!"

Then Modona turned around and was about to leave, but she suddenly stopped where she was as if she was under a spell.

The black-haired woman raised her lips in an imperceptible arc, and a cunning look flashed in her eyes. She glanced meaningfully at Modona's skirt, then laughed like a silver bell: "Yes, yes, Mrs. Tang." After that, she turned around and left with satisfaction.

Modona was somewhat at a loss for what to do with this sudden action. She stood there blankly, her eyes moving downward from time to time, glancing at the hem of her skirt, revealing a panicked and puzzled expression. She looked around and made sure that no one noticed the situation here, then she walked cautiously towards a secluded corner.

Arriving at the corner, Modona's heartbeat became more and more intense, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. She tightly grasped the hem of her purple skirt, and her fingers turned slightly white due to excessive force. Her cheeks flushed strangely, like a ripe apple. She swallowed her saliva, mustered up her courage, and lifted the hem of her skirt up little by little...

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Modona held the staff tightly in both hands, as if it was the last straw in her life. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look anyone in the eye, and kept her legs tightly together, as if she was afraid that others would know something. She took small and nervous steps, and each step seemed a little uneasy.

At this moment, a strange blush appeared on Modona's face, as tempting as a ripe apple. She couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "How strange? How did this happen... Could it be! Is it... the dream just now? And Tang Huan... Woo!" When Modona thought of this, her pretty face instantly became as red as the sunset, as if steam was coming out of her ears.

As the images in her mind continued to emerge, Modona's face became more and more charming, like a blooming peach blossom, making people want to kiss her. Her heartbeat became more and more intense, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. The staff in her hand was also shaking slightly because she was using too much force.

Modona shook her burning head to sober herself up, "No! I have to go home and change it right away!"