Chapter 410: Lan Qi's Mark of the Great Demon Clan
The entrance hall on the fourth floor of the prison. After you wake up and look around, you will find that it is larger and darker than the transfer hall on the first floor.
The walls of the rotunda are decorated with some chilling reliefs, completely in the style of the devil world, and are embedded with looming lights, which only provide minimal illumination, making the entire space shrouded in a hazy light and shadow.
“How do we get to the exit teleportation hall on the other side later?”
Hyperion looked at the black-haired and green-eyed poet and asked.
If you want to find the cell of Guardian Antanas, use the functions of Helrom Prison to open the cell, and try to communicate with the prisoners, you must first enable the service point trading permission at the current level.
The trading authority will only be opened after all conditions for leaving the current level are met.
Of the three conditions, the team's service points must be greater than 4,000, and the team must have permission and evaluation from the negative four-level warden. These two conditions have been met.
The remaining item is to successfully reach the teleportation hall on the negative fourth floor.
It is the end of the long road after leaving the entrance hall.
You need to pass through a lot of dream areas on the way, and the gentle land of falling will be triggered again and again.
According to the usual mechanism of prison guard internship at Protus Royal Academy of Magic, moving on this level, even if you help each other, may take a lot of time.
"You guys stay a little away from me. Wait until I finish stepping on the floor and dispel the illusion, and then you can follow me."
Lan Qi looked at her and said softly.
It turns out that apart from me waking up too late and you waking up too early, you are perfectly adapted to the magic of falling gentle land?
Hyperion felt that now she did not find a companion, but a Tongtiandai.
From completing the evaluation to opening the way, I can do everything for myself.
It doesn't even require a price.
It really made her doubt the difference between dreams and reality.
So, Hyperion watched the poet of great love slowly walk forward.
Occasionally I fall down while walking, but the time I stay on each floor is very short.
If others see it, they may misunderstand that the magic on the negative fourth floor is not an illusion at all, but simply makes people fall easily.
More than thirty minutes passed like this, with the Great Love Poet leading the way alone, and they successfully arrived in front of the exit teleportation hall.
The structure is similar to the transmission hall at the entrance, showing a completely corresponding reverse style.
The poet of great love stepped into the exit hall, and it didn't take long for him to easily break away from the illusion again and regain his consciousness.
For him who is not addicted to this dream at all, no matter how deep he falls each time or how many times he is affected repeatedly, it does not make much difference.
At the same time, in the center of the teleportation hall, the originally stable enchantment magic began to fluctuate, as if it was triggered by some mysterious rule.
The lights in the hall suddenly became dimmer, and the attention of Hyperion and the three Overlord priests were alertly attracted by this unusual change.
They only saw an indescribable magic power beginning to gather in the air. This magic power exuded similar fluctuations to [Falling Gentle Land], but it was more terrifying and more like the supreme power of the devil.
This magic power gathered and weaved, and even the air began to tremble, until it finally enveloped the black-haired and green-eyed poet.
A silver halo formed around her, spinning and flashing around her, eventually forming a beautiful and mysterious light and shadow.
As this magic power continues to strengthen and take shape, everyone else outside the hall feels the pressure, but they are attracted by this magical sight and cannot look away.
They saw that the lights and shadows began to shrink rapidly, superimposing on the eyebrows of the great love poet, forming a unique mark.
This mark shines with a profound light and contains an incomprehensible demonic magic incantation.
Throughout the process, the poet of great love was protected by an invisible force, and the surrounding space formed an isolated realm.
When the mysterious mark was finally formed, the surrounding magic fluctuations gradually subsided, the light dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
But the figure's brows with black hair and green eyes are still shining, seeming to be telling some kind of secret that has not yet been revealed—
【Fall Mark】
【Category: Soul Engraving】 【Level: Orange Epic】
【Class: 1】
【Passive effect: Gain a certain resistance to illusion magic. 】
【Note: Approved by the Fallen Kaliela. 】
Proteus Royal Academy of Magic.
Sitting in the living room of the Red Mondstadt Building, Lan Qi covered his forehead.
“What's the matter, Rocky? Are you feeling unwell?”
Warden Bakas raised his hands worriedly, as if deciding whether to call a doctor.
“I'm sorry, I'm a little tired recently and I get headaches intermittently. It's not a big problem.”
Lan Qi came back to his senses and shook his head.
Although he borrowed the body of a possessed demon, the soul mark was indeed given to him.
“There is a warden named Selena in Helrom Prison who is very good at this kind of mental fatigue treatment. If you need it, I can contact her to help you.”
Even though Backas doesn't really want to come into contact with the three guys inside the prison, if he can help Mr. Lodge, he will also find a way to negotiate with those guys.
“No, no, no, Baccas, I appreciate your kindness, and there's no need to trouble Miss Selena.”
Lanchi waved his palms lightly and declined politely, not wanting to trouble Warden Backas.
In the exit transfer hall on the fourth floor of the prison, after the Great Love Poet was struck by the magic power, his soft body seemed to be paralyzed again and was crumbling.
Before she fell to the ground, Hyperion stepped forward and rushed to help her.
The poet with black hair and green eyes closed his eyes tightly, and soon the pain in his mind gradually disappeared, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes returned to Lan Qi's calm eyes.
At this moment, a mark composed of some transparent lines seemed to flash through the depths of his pupils.
“No, you got the mark of the great demon?”
Hyperion grabbed the great love poet's shoulders and looked at her.
Being a demon, she could feel that the Great Love Poet had more of a high-level demon aura, which was particularly strong the moment the mark was placed on him. Now it disappeared with the disguise magic and was completely covered up.
If you collect three title marks, including a force mark, you will truly become a great demon.
In this era, there should have been no new big demons born.
The great love poet stood firm alone and signaled to Hyperion that he was fine.
“It seems that the conditions have been fulfilled by stepping on the floor.”
Some of the Great Demon Trials require active activation, while others require passive fulfillment of the harsh conditions implicit in them. It is obvious that [Falling Gentle Land] means constantly falling into an illusion, and a certain number of times is enough.
The poet of great love controlled by Lan Qi felt the [Falling Mark] and found that after possessing this mark, a certain amount of soul space would be permanently occupied, and a previously bound first-level purple rare magic card was directly forcibly ejected. The soul space is unbound.
Now that he is at level 4, he could originally bind up to 40 magic cards with a total level of 40, but now the upper limit of binding is equivalent to 39.
His mental resistance is extremely high and he is not particularly afraid of illusions. This mark can only be said to be better than nothing.
Unless you encounter an enemy who is good at illusions in the future, you may be able to perform an "uncontrollable" performance.
However, as a passive magic, the Mark of the Great Demon is basically worthless.
(End of this chapter)
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