Chapter 140 Between Reality and Illusion
The low and slow sound of the spell penetrated the continuous thunder.
Lynch recognized the voice of Lord Walker. It seemed that this Slan had completely gained the upper hand.
If nothing unexpected happens, the cold-blooded people will have the opportunity to quietly sink the black ark.
By then, no one except the victim will have the chance to know the identity of the culprit!
The slaughter did not last long, and the warriors returned to the stairs and continued up the aisle decorated with the corpses of various humanoid creatures.
The exposed part of the stairs was once again replaced by amethyst walls, on which were hung old paintings depicting cruel scenes.
The oil painting depicting the entanglement between demons and mortals shows the bloodiness and absurdity to the fullest.
The vivid visual impact of some oil paintings made Lynch concentrate slightly.
The paintings are not limited to Druzil's dealings with demons, Lynch also found passages depicting human nobles and beastmen performing Slaanesh rituals in a hut deep in the mountains.
and the lord's wife, who, while playing with the great horned beast, opened the gates to allow the hoofed to break into the sleeping town.
It even devotes enough space to that stupid hot-blooded guy, allowing all viewers to feel the woman's excitement and anticipation, as well as the pleasure she was experiencing.
Outside the tower on one side of the city gate, the soldiers tilted their ears towards the tower in confusion, and their sudden change of expression seemed to be that they had not expected the city gate to be raised.
The lord's wife lay on the table in the tower, looking sideways into the depths of the town, as if she was worried that the lord would interrupt her evil deeds.
The Hoofed Man stood behind the woman, his cloak concealing his identity in tatters.
As Lynch observed, the oil painting suddenly came alive!
The beastmen lurking outside the city rushed into the town and killed the unsuspecting defenders.
The oil painting had a voice, and in the faint groaning, the screams of the residents awakened the town.
But the human resistance forces had already been ambushed one by one by the anticipated beastman squads.
When his breathing was most frequent, the scene moved to the depths of the town. A human noble who was not yet in armor died at the hands of his servants. He looked outside the painting in despair, as if he saw Lynch.
The human's face suddenly turned vicious, and he cursed the lizard man viciously.
This power also came alive, and Lynch could feel the resentment that wanted to touch his soul, but since Lynch put on the Thorns of Typok, he was no longer afraid of direct attacks from the mysterious power.
The paintings displayed on the walls are no longer dead objects; they are like a group of hungry beasts, spying on the creatures on the stairs.
No one knows what strange powers the other paintings have, and Lynch doesn't want to experience the tricks they contain one by one.
Lynch was about to stop the other lizardmen from looking at the painting, but to his dismay, he discovered that he was the only one who was distracted during the mission.
This hidden trap did not work at all, and Thoreau reached the next level unhindered.
The terrifying storm was playing captivatingly. Lynch was worried that the shaky warlock tower would collapse directly, so he decisively quickened his pace again.
The fourth floor seemed to be a bathhouse. The warm steam wafting over made Lynch smell a blasphemous scent.
Lynch originally planned to continue moving forward, but the pink figures in the mist above the bathtub made him furious.
The Slaanesh damsels wearing special collars looked at the uninvited guests on the stairs and kept making teasing gestures.
The deformed bodies of half man, half woman cannot confuse the lizardmen, but they can stimulate their fighting desire.
The banshee came out of the water in a lazy posture, and the splashing water could easily ignite the desire of the hot-blooded people.
These hermaphrodites pretend to be very coquettish, but to creatures not affected by the evil charm, their posture is as disgusting as the juice in a cesspool.
The lizardmen clenched their war clubs tightly. The first group of banshees that slowly walked out of the pool were sent back into the pool by brute force before they could even stand on the shore.
Strangely, Lynch didn't notice the banshee's intention to attack.
These succubi seem to be dangerous attempts by the sorceress to amuse herself! The "Hibiscus" that emerged from the water was quickly destroyed, and the lizardmen did not want to accept the service of their old enemies.
The time of killing passed like a flash, and another loud noise came from the north, making the Black Island wail under the heavy burden.
Lynch couldn't see the battle situation outside the tower, but the vampires seemed to be suddenly excited, and the wails of the undead once again filled all directions.
The warriors quickly climbed to the fifth floor of the tower, and the layers of jewel curtains at the entrance blocked Lynch's view.
An ambiguous purple light flickered on the gems, and each gem contained a phantom, which seemed to be a magical creature waiting to be activated.
In order to prevent accidents, Lynch chose to ignore this floor and quickly raided to the sixth and final floor of the tower to retrieve the golden slate.
Strangely, there were no traps or obstacles on the last flight of stairs.
Lynch was prepared for the storm, but apart from the noise outside the Warlock Tower, there was only a suffocating calm.
Gradually, even the chaotic turbulence of gunfire on the Black Ark disappeared, leaving only the slightly trembling ground.
Lynch was the first to rush to the top of the tower, but he did not encounter the expected magical storm. The lizard man looked around in a daze in the empty scene.
There was deep darkness outside the crystal floor-to-ceiling windows on all four sides, and there was nothing inside the tower.
Lynch's hunting sense depicted a graceful figure for him.
She was standing in the middle of the amethyst floor, but there was clearly nothing there.
Lynch growled cautiously, stopping the other Thoros who were about to follow.
The lizard man rushed towards the place where he intuitively knew the enemy was. A dazzling arc of light flashed by, but it did not cause any ripples.
The shadow stood quietly under the jewel chandelier, and only then seemed to notice the arrival of the uninvited guest.
Lynch's mind raced, and with his extraordinary experience, he quickly deduced the current situation.
This is a trap! Powerful wizards always like to create such twisted places.
Lynch had heard of this kind of magic. Wizards often used special means to conceal their residences.
If you don't use the correct method to reach the wizard's closed place, you will only see the empty reality.
It may be that you need to step on the stairs at the right pace, or it may be that a specific celestial phenomenon is needed to dispel the magical fog.
If you can't destroy the magic violently, you can only obey the rules, knock on the wizard's door in a specific pattern, and reach the hidden space.
The empty dark night outside the crystal window reminded Lynch that the magic was turned upside down.
He was not in the real space, but stepped into the mysterious area first.
It seems that the Supreme Sorceress has used some kind of magic to reverse the hidden effect here.
What is hidden by magic is a small piece of reality, not a mysterious space created by the wizard.
She couldn't possibly have the ability to bring all the legions into the mysterious place. If she had this ability, the Supreme Sorceress could easily destroy all invaders! The hostess of the Black Ark used a false space to welcome visitors. If you couldn't see through the magic, you couldn't see the true face of the sorceress.
(End of this chapter)
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