"Why……"

Link laughed at himself. Since playing this real-life RPG in Death Mode, he sighed more and more times.

Excitement and excitement are like disappearing short swords slowly calming down. He is not happy at all about the treasure of fate that is even more buggy than the Son of Nature's skills. No matter how powerful it is, it is fake. Just like this space, it is just a dream. When the dream ends, people always wake up.

With this idea, Link closed the inheritance and the fullness brought by the resetting of the magic position reminded him that it was dawn.

The divine enlightenment was activated, and the arrow formed by the divine power was pointed directly at a smaller coffin in the left hand.

Let's make a break, frost and cold.

When he put his hand on the cold outer coffin, he could feel something swimming through the thick coffin wall. The first feeling was that Link thought it was the body of Yan Dong moving inside, and then he laughed at his nerves. As the god of light, Chenxi was extremely sensitive to the undead in the chaotic camp. If it had become undead, the runes on the surface of the coffin would have changed like the one attacked just now.

In a few seconds, something oozed out along the thick coffin wall, like sand, first bit by bit, and then turned into strands. Link was very familiar with this form. How could there be a destiny demon on the bones of the stern winter?

There are more and more demonic spirits, and they are tightly wrapped around Link like a bee that discovers a queen bee.

No matter who it is, it has something to do with the harsh winter. Let’s try what you can see from these demons first.

When the divine appearance was activated, the picture suddenly turned dark and the five fingers were gone.

Where is this? As soon as the thought arose, a candlestick illuminates the darkness with the creaking sound of the door opening.

The coughing sound of a bellows pulled Link's attention to the person who spoke. The young man who was still as gentle as spring in his memory was lying on the bed, almost unable to recognize his thin face.

"Are you okay?" The person who pulled down his hood and held the candlestick was Su Wen, and his feet were wearing old leather boots that were not in line with the enchanted leather armor. Judging from this outfit, his profession was still an assassin.

Another severe cough, the fierce winter waved to Su Wen, who walked over and squatted down in front of the bed. From the expression, it can be inferred that their relationship should be good. What exactly made a teenager in his teenage design to frame his good friend?

"Are you still making hopeless efforts?"

A mindless sentence made Su Wen's mouth turn down instantly.

"Do you know why you can't win a woman's heart? You chose the wrong career... Cough!"

"You came to me just to say this?" Su Wen stood up impatiently.

"Seldom women can bypass vanity. In the game, Thunder is the closest one among us to legend. We will take over as the commander of Longyan Castle. Even if it is just an illusory name, it is better than you, the shameful president of the assassin."

"What do you want to say?" Su Wen turned his head, and the candlelight shone his expression a little distorted.

"You haven't considered a different approach?"

"Way?"

"You think she is a mage, and what she is most afraid of is an assassin. Even if you are friends and an alliance that exchanges contracts, your profession will subconsciously make her afraid."

Even Link, who was standing aside to watch the show, felt that Yan Dong had some truth, let alone Su Wen, who was already moved, squatted down again.

"You have a way?"

"Give up the assassin, change jobs, and choose a profession that is not inferior to the reputation of the Dragoon. This will not only compete fairly with Thunder, but also eliminate Lena's subconscious defense against you." Yan Dong, who was lying on the bed, looked at the candlestick in Su Wu's hand, and her half-closed eyes had an unconcealed sense of fatigue. "The opportunity was obtained by yourself. If you don't work hard, you will have no hope when you succeed in scribing. What are you going to fight for when you leave the illusion?"

As Su Wu nodded, the scene changed, and the one in front of the bed turned into a mage in a red robe.

Lena gently pushed away the hair on Yan Dong's face, and his cheeks became thinner. She seemed to have reached the stage of oil and lights drying out, just breathing a sigh of relief.

"Wake up..." She softly called the pseudonym used in the illusion of winter, "Aidan, wake up."

He raised his hand with difficulty and held Lena's hand. It took Yan Dong a long time to find focus.

Lena's expression looked crazy and ferocious under the candlelight. She put the candlestick on the low table beside the bed and pulled out a black scroll from her bag. "This is the Lich scroll I stole from the forbidden library. It can transform you into a Lich. Even if you die in reality, your consciousness can still be retained here."

Yan Dong smiled weakly, "This is just a dream, a fantasy space, living in such an illusory place... Haha~ It's not considered alive if it becomes something like that."

Lena handed the scroll to Yan Dong, "Do you want to die like this?"

Yan Dong didn't say anything, lowered her eyes and looked at the scroll in Lena's hand, and it took him a long time to reach out. But his target was not the broken scroll called the Lich Scroll, but Lena's shoulder.

After being stunned for a second, Lena was not able to react, and she was rolled up onto a bed full of death. Yan Dong turned over and sat on her, her thin body pressing her tightly, and her strength was so strong that she didn't look like a seriously ill person at all.

"You..." As soon as she said that, her tongue numbed out, and then a severe pain made her have no time to care about the boy who didn't have much weight on her body.

Yan Dong's expression was calm, as if he was not the one who said "the magic power burned".

The magic oozed out of the skin with visualization and evaporated. Lena opened her mouth and gasped in pain, but she couldn't say the complete words.

"Look, this is the real you." Bent down and gently painted Lena's eyebrows with almost no warm fingers. He smiled, "Once upon a time, I thought you were a perfect woman, kind, kind, gentle, I had longed for you like that."

The lich scroll that fell to the ground slowly floated over the air and stopped above Lena's head. She widened her eyes and looked in disbelief as the seal on the scroll was peeled off by invisible force. The unfolded scroll shook out the smell of dust belonging to history, and the evil power hidden inside also shook off. The smoke-like dead aura slowly gathered and invaded Lena's body little by little.

"But slowly, I found that you were not as straightforward as you were. Under this hypocritical face, there was an evil heart. You just approached with the scroll, your heartbeat so fast that you couldn't hide the idea of ​​hiding it inside. It was saying, prove it to me quickly, whether it was a real Lich scroll."

Lena's expression changed again, this time it was fear.

"Do you think everything is in your hands? Thunder and Rhodes, those two men who love you will never find your true intentions until death. You must have fantasized about the scene where the soul can be taken out of their bodies, ah~ that must be an extremely beautiful picture, and they will be as shocked as you." Slow winter raised the thin robe that could no longer play any defensive role, and Lena, who could no longer speak, opened her eyes wide open.

“Woo woo…”

"Do you know, mind reading is not a prediction, and even the Weaver cannot resist it. In order to help you better, I specially chose the ability to see through the target when I made the treasure of fate. I should really thank you. If I hadn't heard your voice, I wouldn't have made a decision so quickly."

Link couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he turned around.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the wooden board, Lena's voice finally recovered.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Are you talking about the soul or this body?" Yan Dong sneered, "It's true that you have to listen to the sound to have fun, otherwise it's just a puppet."

"Stop, you bastard...you will pay for what you did!"

"Do you still expect Lorelai to save you? You obviously plan to abandon her and choose other gods first. You must know that God knows everything and can do everything."

"Why are you..."

"Don't believe it? As a messenger of God, she was attacked by apostles from other gods. Why didn't she take action to punish her? You were abandoned, Lena."

"This is impossible, no! I...woo!!"

The horrified scream made Link turn around again, and Yan Dong fell on her body, her muscles as dry as mummies, and there was no sign of life at all. The curtain like the night suddenly disappeared, and the whole room became much brighter. Lena pushed away the terrifying corpse, turned over and sat up, her face pale.

Bang! The wooden door was knocked open hard, and the Dawn Knight in golden armor rushed in. The scene they saw was the scene of a seriously ill high-level priest being killed by a mage who came to visit him. The room was filled with a strong smell mixed with the dead aura that could not be ignored.

Raising his trembling hands, Lena used the portal and ran away half-naked. Then he entered the room with a priest in white robe. Link stared at it for a few seconds and found that the young priest was actually the chief priest. He frowned and walked around the mummy corpse on the ground, and picked up the lich scroll without any magic from the messy bed.

"Inform Hornheim that the mage Lena will study the forbidden technique and kill the priest Aidan."

The screen jumped again, and Lena, who teleported back to her mage tower, was still half naked, gently stroked her face with her hands, muttering to herself in a blurred look.

"Successful... I have been planning for so long, and finally it's successful." She stood in the dim mage Tari laughed, her neurotic expression coincided with the face before Yan Dong.

In an instant, the thought of soul exchange flashed through Link's mind.

Lena's soul shouldn't be left on the body of Yan winter and bear the seal on his behalf? Because it has not been completely transformed, the Chenxi Sect only regards the body as an ordinary death eroded by the undead. With the support of Malik's conspiracy barrier, it is not difficult to hide from the Chenxi Sect. Just add a seal and push it to the burial place. The rule of only being allowed to enter and not being allowed to leave can not only prevent the life case hidden with the corpse to be destroyed to the greatest extent, but also make it impossible for those who are interested in unlocking the truth to get close.

God's knowledge ended, and Link's consciousness returned to the bone-burying place.

Although I didn't see what the life case was, it was always inseparable from the things in the coffin.

He pushed open the heavy coffin lid hard, and a strong smell of corpse came from it. Link stretched his head and saw that it was not rotten. Yan Dong's body still maintained the appearance of mummies in the past. His simple white robe was broken into pieces, and his black, broken lich scroll was the only thing in the coffin.

The truth has been revealed, why is it not cheating?
Chapter completed!