"Damn it, what's wrong?" Poncat's face was heavy. Novel.

Sean didn't understand when he was hit by the illusion.

Both of them were very confused. Illusionism does not mean that it can be used easily, and it is even more impossible for the other party to get hit by the other party without realizing it.

The terrifying thing about illusion is that it is difficult for you to distinguish between true and false.

It’s like seeing someone swing a knife at you in an illusion, rationally you know that this is fake.

But can you completely ignore this attack?

Sean covered his head and leaned in pain in the corner.

Poncarat suddenly saw a strange smile appearing on Sean's face.

I saw Sean's body was blending into the wall.

"Alchemy! Illusion! This is an illusion..." Poncat kept telling himself that this was an illusion.

"Do you still think this is an illusion? My stupid disciple." Sean's smile suddenly became strange: "I have wanted to kill you for a long time, but I haven't had this opportunity. Now, the opportunity has come, and I finally wait for this opportunity."

"Kill me? Why?" Poncat's mood suddenly got out of control.

"Why? Because I am your teacher, but you are better than me. I hate people who are better than me, especially this person is still my disciple."

"Fake... this is fake..." Poncat kept telling himself in his heart, but his consciousness began to become confused.

At the same time, opposite Poncat, Shawn, who was originally leaning against the wall to breathe, became stranger in front of him. The cold and weird smile made his disciples strange and terrifying.

"Teacher, do you really think it's because I was hit by the illusion? That's just an excuse. I deliberately attacked you and then ruled to the illusion." A smile appeared on Poncat's face.

"Why? You... are not right... This is an illusion, damn." Sean immediately closed his eyes.

"Illusion? Do you really think that anyone's illusion can be imposed on them unknowingly at the same time?" Poncat looked at Sean with a sneer.

"Why do you do this?"

"Because you have hidden your personal hiding to me, every time you teach me magic, you always hide your skills, you damn bastard, and every time I ask you for help, you always have to get a commission. You greedy bastard, I finally don't have to give you a commission again this time." Poncat said with a big laugh.

Sean's hands were hidden behind his back and quietly pulled out an enchanted dagger.

Reason tells Sean that these are all fake and hallucinations.

But Sean's mind was already confused at this moment, and Poncarat seemed to really want to kill him.

Poncat rushed towards Sean, who pulled out the dagger and stabbed directly into Poncat's chest.

Poncarat widened his eyes, looked at his chest, and looked up at Sean in shock.

Finally, Poncat's body collapsed on the ground.

Sean stood up swayingly, and the next moment he lost all his strength and fell in front of him.

Suddenly, Poncat, who should have been dead, suddenly pulled out the dagger and deliberately spilled the blood.

The last bit of magical phosphorus was sprinkled with the blood.

At the moment when the magical phosphorus exploded, Poncat slashed the dagger heavily on the wooden comb on the dressing table.

The wooden comb was split in half.

Everything has returned to peace.

Poncat picked up the phone with difficulty: "Here...there is an ambulance here...the address...the address is..."

After all, my teacher is my teacher.

The reason was found so quickly.

The moment Sean stabbed Poncarat with a dagger, he told him the reason.

All the reasons lie in that wooden comb.

This is also the most suspicious thing they have ever come into contact with today.

It was not because of the evil spirits, but because this wooden comb was a magic prop.

They had made mistakes in investigating the wooden combs before.

They found that the wooden comb had a magical aura, and that there were no traces of evil spirits, they should have noticed it.

This wooden comb can hallucinate the person you come into contact with.

There are no evil spirits in this house, and the so-called evil spirits of burning fire are just what they imagined.

When Sean was stabbing Poncat's chest with a dagger, he deliberately stabbed him and said a comb.

Sean realized the problem of the comb, but at that time he was trapped in illusion and it was impossible for him to destroy the comb.

Only by awakening from the illusion can Poncat be able to destroy the wooden comb.

I have to say that this is a very risky move.

Fortunately, they succeeded.

"Shawn, teacher, are you okay?" Poncat sat on the ground with difficulty.

Sean closed his eyes and lay on the ground: "I'm fine...but I dare not open my eyes, I'm afraid of getting into illusions again."

"I've destroyed the comb," said Poncat. "What's going on with this comb?"

...

The phone ringing woke Xia La. Xia La looked at the time. It was past two in the morning.

Shara reluctantly answered the phone.

"Hello, are you Miss Shara?"

“Yes, I am.”

"Do you know Poncarat and Sean?"

"I know."

“They are in the hospital now.”

"Hospital? What happened?" Xia La was startled and her sleepiness faded a lot.

"They are in your home and then attack each other."

"That's how it is?"

"This is also what our police want to know. Where are you now? Will you be able to chat with me?"

"I'm not in downtown Los Angeles, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until tomorrow to return to Los Angeles."

"Okay, I hope you can come to the police station tomorrow."

Shara's thinking was a little confused. She vaguely realized that it was very likely that Poncarat and Shawn had hallucinations like themselves, and then they killed each other.

The next day, Shara hurried to the police station and communicated with the police.

Of course, just make a simple record.

After all, she was not present at the scene at that time and there was no suspicion.

In the transcript, she claimed that she had just temporarily lent the house to Poncarat and Sean, allowing them to live in their own home.

Although the police were puzzled by the fight between Poncarat and Sean, they did not make too much trouble.

Shara went to the hospital again to visit Poncarat and Shawn.

"Mr. Poncat, what's going on?"

"We miscalculated it. It was your comb, which was an evil magic prop." Poncat was very weak now because he had a stab in his chest. Although he did not hit the vital point, he lost too much blood.

Although rescued, he is still weak.

"Teacher Sean and I were both caught in the illusion and then fought each other."

"That...that comb? I'll destroy that comb now."

"I have cut off that comb, but magic props are not so easy to destroy. To avoid you being hurt again, you cannot touch the comb. It is best to wear completely isolated gloves, burn the comb and bury the ashes."
Chapter completed!