The ancient black dragon, forcibly dragged into the illusion, slowly woke up in the endless darkness. His entire dragon body was in a daze, like a drunken drunk man, constantly swaying his huge body.
As consciousness gradually returned, he noticed something strange about the surrounding environment.
The surroundings were steaming like a rotten swamp next to the crater, but the warmth here was obviously even hotter... even to the point of burning.
The ancient black dragon felt as if he was in boiling water and was about to be cooked.
After realizing this situation, he noticed disgusting tongues that were constantly licking his body.
These tongues are slippery and disgusting, and every touch makes the ancient black dragon feel nauseous.
But he endured this unbearable feeling and opened his eyes very hard.
What caught my eye were the salivating faces of the dog-headed man.
The eyes of these little miscellaneous people were filled with greed and desire. The saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the ground. It seemed that he was about to cry for greed.
The face of the ancient black dragon suddenly changed, like a dark cloud pressing on the top. In an instant, he suddenly realized that he had turned into a dragon egg. This ridiculous change made him unbelievable.
What made him even more indignant was that the dog-headed men who he had disdained in the past but tried to worship at his feet had now become ridiculous existences that dominate his destiny.
This group of damn kobolds actually threw themselves into a boiling pot and joined the goblins, beasts, mushrooms and weeds, which was an extremely ironic and mockery of power.
The ancient black dragon's anger was burning, almost breaking through the bondage, erupting a dragon breath that was enough to destroy everything, annihilate the dog-headed people along with their ignorance.
Unfortunately, the cruelty of reality put him in the abyss of despair. As a dragon egg that had not yet broken, he had no other choice but to witness the ugly faces of those kobold men's saliva flowing with excitement.
He could only watch his destiny be cooked little by little by little by little until he lost his last little vitality. This feeling of powerlessness is more painful than any pain.
In this way, as time passed, the ancient black dragon felt the darkness in front of him. At the last dying of consciousness, he vaguely felt that the strongest kowtower was slowly approaching him.
The dog-headed man opened his mouth enough to swallow a melon, revealing his sharp fangs, biting his eggshell in one bite, making a dull and powerful sound.
At that moment, the ancient black dragon seemed to hear the call of fate and felt an unprecedented threat.
However, immediately afterwards, his consciousness fell into endless darkness and knew nothing.
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The same scene is like endless reincarnation, which is constantly staged in this illusory world. Brian, the bystander outside the position, is like a clever director, with his endless creativity and cold determination, weaving a series of dreams that are neither the same but also the same cruel.
In these experiences, the fate of the ancient black dragon was vividly portrayed. He turned into a fragile dragon egg, but unfortunately fell into the hands of the dog-headed man, becoming the object in the pot with smoke from their cooking stoves, and was eventually cooked and swallowed ruthlessly. These scenes are frightening.
What even ruined the Black Dragon's three views was imprisonment and humiliation by a group of female goblins.
This group of female goblins, with a primitive and wild force, imprisoned him in the dark and wet corner of the dungeon.
There, the coldness and despair intertwined into an invisible net, trying to swallow all his hope and light.
They, these goblins, have inexhaustible energy and an almost cruel passion.
Day and night, the goblins gathered around the Black Dragon and forced him to perform a ceremony they called "reclamation" in an almost crazy way.
This ceremony is actually the ultimate development and utilization of the black dragon body, just like digging out an uncarved piece of uncensored jade, trying to dig its power and potential to the limit.
Every touch is like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting his dignity and will.
The pain is not only a physical torture, but also a stimulus to the soul.
The black dragon felt unprecedented humiliation and despair in that dark corner.
In short, in Brian's ingenious illusion weaving, every scene change is a ruthless trial of the Black Dragon's soul and will.
Although this legendary spiritual supernatural power, although there is no substantial injury, can use the illusory realm as a blade to cut off the enemy's inner defense line, causing him to gradually lose his mind in the endless maze of illusion, and his spirit will gradually fade until the edge of madness.
What's more, this superpower is enough to instantly disintegrate the will of the strong, transform into a body that has lost its soul, wandering around the world, becoming a witness to another tragedy under this superpower.
Brian's illusion is both a paradise of dreams and a purgatory of the soul.
Here, reality and illusion are intertwined, reason and madness collide. Every breath may be the final test of the will of the Black Dragon.
The black dragon struggles to survive in this field constructed by pure thoughts, and every step forward is accompanied by the severe pain of the soul and the collapse of will.
This is a war without gunpowder, but it is more cruel and ruthless than any physical confrontation.
Of course, the so-called extremes of things will turn back. While this legendary magic can make people's consciousness collapse, it also has a very small chance to awaken the other party's deep consciousness, and thus use this purgatory woven by illusions to carry out a journey of awakening filled with thorns and challenges.
The ancient black dragon is obviously not such a challenger.
Because Brian had keenly realized that as the illusion experience became more and more numerous, the other party's spirit was like a candle in the wind, shaking.
This illusory dream is eroding its mind step by step. If it continues, it takes just a slight ripples to completely defeat its consciousness and turn it into an unconscious walking zombie. It is not impossible.
Unfortunately, what disappointed Brian was that it was too late.
After all, that legendary spiritual power is not an inexhaustible source.
What's more, the illusion enemy he faced was a powerful existence as powerful as the ancient black dragon with a higher level of legend.
Even if Brian has a dual legendary profession, he can't withstand such huge consumption.
His spiritual power was also rapidly depleting in this battle with the ancient black dragon.
If this continues, it is estimated that the ancient black dragon's consciousness has not collapsed yet, so he will fall down first.
No more wasted time, Brian moved his mind slightly, raised his hand and waved his hand, instantly dispelling the fog surrounding the ancient black dragon.
Chapter completed!