Main Text Volume Chapter 272 Teacup Band

Looking back, in a corner of the castle hall, the young man who created this illusion was still emitting white mist, which completely enveloped him, and only his blood-stained feet could be seen faintly. As the white mist continued to spread, soon even his feet were completely enveloped.

"This illusion is not bad. Considering the age of this young man, this hall looks quite real." At this time, Lydia's voice came from behind.

Everyone turned their heads and found that Lydia actually appeared directly in front of a gorgeous round table. She was wearing a gorgeous wizard robe and was sitting elegantly on a chair.

Lydia was a very beautiful woman, wearing a fiery red robe and pink hair was rolled up. Sitting in front of the gorgeous round table, she was simply integrated with the gorgeous and luxurious style expressed by the illusion.

When others saw Lydia, Lydia also saw them.

Lydia frowned: "Eh, even if it's an illusion, I should be in the box, they can't see me?"

At this time, Lydia turned her head to look at the other side, and found a pale old wizard standing under a mural, leisurely watching the figures in the mural.

Lydia knew this pale old wizard, he was a veteran wizard in the box next to her. The other party seemed to have seen Lydia, turned around and smiled at her kindly, which was considered a face-to-face encounter.

According to the design of the gold card VIP box, she could not see people in other gold card boxes, but in this illusion, the "walls" between the boxes seemed to be transparent?

"Interesting." Lydia's mouth curled up a mysterious smile.

Lydia looked at the round table and then at the chair under her. They were not originally in the box. She was originally sitting on a long sofa. Although she was still sitting now, the sofa was gone.

She also discovered that some wizard apprentices in the inner field were falling down, and the stools under their buttocks disappeared inexplicably when the illusion was generated?

"Is this some kind of special illusion?" Lydia once fought with a real illusion wizard. The other party was a master of illusion. The illusion he constructed seemed real. Even if you originally held a magic wand in your hand, he could turn the magic wand into a poisonous snake. Even if you know it is an illusion, the poisonous snake can really hurt you or even poison you to death. This is the magic of the wizard-level illusion.

A mere apprentice can construct such an illusion?

Lydia stood up, with a hint of temptation, and slowly walked to an apprentice who had been in the inner field.

In theory, she was in the gold card box on the third floor, and the other party was sitting on the first floor. If she wanted to have any intersection, she had to at least bypass the wall of the box and then cross the height of the third floor to contact the other party. But Lydia took a few steps and found that she came to the apprentice.

"Is this really an illusion?" Lydia was puzzled.

This question was the question of almost everyone present. Are you sure this is an illusion, not another space?

…

At this time, David and Promi also landed in the beautiful hall. David ran towards Angel before he figured out why the stairs disappeared and the height difference disappeared.

"Angel!" David also knew Angel's situation, so he was not reckless. Instead, he quietly approached Angel while everyone was attracted by this strange illusion.

The range of the white fog around Angel was constantly expanding, so when David quietly walked into the white fog from one side, due to the obstruction of vision, others actually ignored him for a while.

David bent over and crawled to Angell, trying to touch him, but he heard Angell's panting voice with fear: "David! Don't touch me..."

"Angel, are you okay now?" David said with a sense of panic: "What should I do now? Can you escape by relying on the illusion?"

Angel's state at this time was extremely strange. He saw that place and those creatures that once brought him a sense of terror. He had a premonition that he must not alarm them, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

So when David approached, he whispered to stop him.

"Don't worry about me, take Toby away now and let Master Prome save it." Angel panted: "Tell him that if I survive this time, I will help him make weapons to restrain the undead. I can draw the magic energy array of the prelude to extinction... but ask him to save Toby and never let Toby get hurt."

David's face was pale, but he still listened to Angel's words, carefully holding Toby on one side in his palm, then turned back and asked in a trembling voice: "What about you?"

"Don't worry about me, I have a way."

David finally left quietly in Angel's angry glare.

After David left, Angel smiled bitterly: Way? What can he do? He can't take care of himself now.

David put Toby in his inner bag, walked out of the white fog carefully, and then sneaked towards Prome.

Others may not notice him because of the illusion, but Twilight found him. But she didn't do anything, just glanced at David lightly, and then cast her eyes into the white fog again.

The illusion created by this young man made her a little confused. Is this really an illusion?

Twilight regretted a little bit that she actually watched the other party create an illusion without stopping him, just because she wanted to see how ridiculous the trump card of a first-level apprentice was. However, although this trump card has not yet shown its effect, she has already felt a little uneasy.

At this time, Twilight heard a noise not far away, and she turned her head to see.

But she saw a barefoot girl floating in the air, floating towards her with a gloomy face.

Twilight was no stranger to this person. It was Flora, who was known as the Blood Witch. She was also a gold card VIP of this auction and sat in Box 35.

However, Flora looked a little strange today.

It wasn't her expression or her clothes, but there seemed to be a skeleton behind Flora... clinging to her?

Twilight looked closely and saw a skeleton shadow, but the shadow appeared and disappeared from time to time, making it difficult for her to confirm.

"Flora, when did you have this strange hobby?" Lydia suddenly stood in front of Flora, wearing a fiery red wizard robe, which formed a strong contrast in color with Flora's dark purple baby dress.

"Strange hobby? Do you mean, do I like to kill people after drinking blood, or dismember the bodies after killing people? By the way, my favorite thing to kill is women in red clothes." Flora smiled sarcastically.

Lydia raised her lips: "The hobby I'm talking about is, when did you like to go out on the street with a skeleton on your back?"

Skeleton? Flora's eyes condensed: "What did you say? Can you see Xiaohong?"

"Xiaohong? Do you mean this skeleton holding its head and wailing? What a rustic and cowardly name." Lydia said.

Flora ignored Lydia, grabbed an apprentice and asked fiercely: "Can you see Xiaohong behind me?"

"What...what...Xiaohong? I only saw a faint shadow of a skeleton."

After Flora got the answer, her eyebrows frowned even more tightly, and she threw the apprentice aside. She thought to herself: "What's going on? What the hell did Angel do? Why can Xiaohong be seen by others?"

Flora gritted her teeth and sighed: "What a trouble!"

Flora was angry and ignored Lydia's sarcasm, rushing towards Angel's location.

Twilight was still wondering why Flora came here, when something strange happened again.

There was a scream in the white fog, and Flora immediately recognized it as Angel's voice.

With this scream, the sound of gongs, drums and trumpets that others had vaguely heard suddenly became clear.

Everyone was attracted by the scream and looked towards the white fog.

At this time, a strange palpitation was spreading, as if there was a deep terror slowly approaching them.

Twilight was also frowned by the surging horror palpitation. At this time, Twilight's guards rushed over and stood beside Twilight. Twilight whispered: "Can you contact the backstage?"

The captain of the guards shook his head: "Lord Twilight, there is no way to contact the outside world. This illusion seems to be a real space, and the four walls feel like entities to our touch. The only door at present is behind the white fog."

Twilight's heart trembled when he heard this. She looked at the white mist, and the light on her five fingers was shining. Under the gaze of everyone, ten rays of light stirred all the matter and rushed into the white smoke.

The direction that Twilight aimed at was where Angel was lying. But the feedback she received was a few metal rebound sounds.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, all the rays of light were rebounded.

Some of them missed, and two of them unfortunately hit people, but the people they hit were two people from the Twilight Guard. One of them was hit in the head and died on the spot, while the other was pierced through the chest and could not survive.

Seeing that someone on her side had died, Twilight's face became gloomy. It was originally a simple disturbance, and the troublemakers were only one person and one beast at the apprentice level, but in the end it turned out to be the current situation. Not only did the perpetrators not die, but they also lost people...

"This is my mistake. I will report my crime to the family." Twilight looked at another guard who was about to die, and said with a little guilt.

While Twilight was talking, a strange team of teacups stepped out of the white mist.

Everyone frowned as they looked at this long line of strange music teams... They were all white porcelain teacups with a heart mark, they had thin arms and legs like matches, they held various musical instruments, and some were floating in the air playing the piano.

The weirdest thing was that the notes they played also materialized, and the five-line scores were like curling smoke, and the notes were like tadpoles on the five-line scores, moving in a brisk rhythm.

It looked like a girl's dream band, but the notes they played were full of strange and eerie tunes.

"What is this?" Twilight was surprised, and a few rays of light greeted them without hesitation.

As a result, the light was bounced back by the instrument as soon as it touched the band.

Twilight now understood what the rebound was just now. It turned out that this group of bands was the cause of the trouble. But what exactly are these bands?

Twilight attacked the teacup band several times, but still returned without success. Seeing this, other wizards and guards also took action. But it still did not cause any impact on them.

Twilight said inwardly, "That kid is to blame for all this. Kill him and it will be over."

Speaking of this, Twilight rushed into the white mist and saw Angel lying on the ground with serious injuries. She sneered, stretched out her hand, and thrust her five fingernails into Angel's chest.

At this moment, a piercing and terrifying laughter like the sound of a night bell sounded from Angel's body.

"Hehehehe——"

Along with this terrifying laughter, the teacup band in front suddenly stopped playing and shouted in a strange voice like a child: "The Queen's Night Watch~"

Before Twilight could react, the five fingers that were grabbing Angel's chest were grabbed by another hand.

Twilight looked back and saw a man in black beside him.

"Lord Sanders?!"