How could Brian be shocked by the Demon Lord's simple words? Don't say that in front of him is just a wisp of inconspicuous energy remaining in the incarnation of the illusion demon king. Even if he incarnates in person, he will not threaten himself.
He faced the deep and blood-like red eyes of the illusion demon king without fear. At the moment of confrontation, the air around him seemed to freeze and time seemed to stagnate.
A circle of thick barriers formed by arcane runes and spiritual supernatural powers appeared quietly around Brian. They surrounded him like bright stars, emitting a soft but inviolable light.
Each barrier is like the materialization of ancient runes and mysterious spells, not only separating all intrusions from the outside world, but also dispelling all the chaotic and violent auras that are exclusive to the bottomless abyss emitted from the illusion demon king.
As the demon lord slowly raised his head, his blood-red pupils flashed with strange light, devouring the entire space like a storm.
This strange energy made Brian feel dizzy, and the invisible force firmly fixed him in place.
Then everything around him began to blur, and then the illusion appeared - the circling dark creatures, the mouths of the sky, the crowds that lost their minds and roared wildly. These scenes rushed into his mind like a torrent, each of which was suffocating. He could hardly bear the impact of these despair and fear intertwined into a tide.
In an instant, Brian was shrouded in an irresistible force, and the whole world seemed to become illusory in this moment.
Then, in a hazy and illusory mist, Brian felt like he was in a illusion similar to the interweaving of dreams and reality.
The fog gradually dissipated, and he found himself standing on the top of the world, like a noble and proud leader, ruled countless other small worlds.
The arcane energy flashed around him, as bright as stars. Brian's subconscious mind told himself that these energy was more intoxicating than all the fine wines he had tasted.
He looked around and found himself ruled the shining cities, like bright pearls embedded on the earth, the residents of the city fell at his feet, cheering enthusiastically, shouting for worship and loyalty to him.
Their voices were as shocked as thunder, full of endless admiration and love.
Brian never dreamed of having such a lofty position and power, but at this moment he truly felt it all.
He seemed to be able to touch the pulse of the multiverse and feel the infinite mysteries and possibilities contained therein.
The knowledge he had never dreamed of was waiting for him to explore every corner of the multiverse.
Countless heavy classics written in foreign languages ​​have been translated for him, revealing him unimaginable and unheard magic.
Each book is like a door to a new world, allowing him to see the secrets hidden deep in the universe.
His mind was deeply attracted by these mysterious knowledge, as if an invisible force was driving him to move forward to uncover those unknown mysteries.
The glory of arcane, the majesty of the scepter, the glory of the throne, endless wealth... Everything is as bright as the grand scene he dreams of, filling his heart with indescribable joy.
Brian couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.
However, when he looked down at himself, his smile suddenly frozen and was replaced by an incredible look in an instant.
What he saw in front of him made him dumbfounded.
Brian's body gradually became thinner, his bones were abrupt, and his skin seemed to be twisted and deformed by the hands of time and bad luck.
His muscles are like fallen leaves in autumn, firmly attached to the exposed bones, becoming brown, black and rough, as if they were punished by heaven, or like the bark of an old tree plagued by disease, cracked and withered, telling the decline and disappearance of life.
There was indeed a strange force surging in the body, but it was not filled with the pure light of arcane energy, but like the cold air rising in the abyss of the underworld, with a bone-chilling cold and a heart-wrenching negative energy.
This force, distortion, evil, filthy, decay, rotten... The shadow of death seemed to have found a place to live in his body. Countless words to describe the dead came in, echoing in his mind like a curse, making him shudder.
He seemed to see his soul gradually swallowed by darkness, and his endless desire for power and knowledge has now turned into an indescribable fear and despair.
An unprecedented sadness surged in Brian's heart, and he began to realize that behind the glory he pursued was such a terrible price.
This awakening was like a sharp blade, cutting through his inner joy, leaving only deep regret and unwillingness.
Brian slowly looked away from his distorted and deformed body, his eyes traveled through endless death and despair, and finally fell on a pair of passionate and admiring eyes.
Those eyes were already decayed, but they still shone through the hollow eye sockets with a deep red evil light, like two clusters of endless flames, reflecting the darkness and madness deep in his heart.
However, when his eyes swept across the earth covered by death, what he saw was a shocking and tragic situation.
Countless shattered corpses scattered everywhere, like shrill scrolls, telling endless sorrow and pain.
And those humanoid creatures, as thin, twisted and stiff as him, appear particularly abrupt in this land of death, and their existence seems to be a mockery of despair by this world.
This is a cheer in a scene full of death and twists - the undead creatures, either holding a pitchfork, covered with grey-green broken flesh, or slowly crawling in the pile of bloody corpses, as rotten corpses, or turning into virtual ghosts, screaming in the air with a hateful voice, or the skeleton knight with vicious light burning in his eyes, drove his horse forward, leaving a string of horse hooves echoing in the dead air.
The places where these undead creatures trampled on have become a real dead place.
Not only are the plants and trees withered, but even the soil has died and the nourishment and vitality of life has been lost.
All the source of life is completely destroyed and exhausted, as if even the earth is crying for this endless despair.
A complex feeling of indescribable surging in Brian's heart.
He felt satisfied because the scene before him was exactly what he longed for; but at the same time he felt a hint of sorrow and loneliness, because in this land of death, he found himself the only "living person".
Chapter completed!