Chapter 410 Lanqi's Great Demonic Mark
After waking up, you will find that the entrance hall of the prison on the negative fourth floor is larger and darker than the teleportation hall on the negative first floor.
The walls of the round hall are decorated with some chilling reliefs, which are completely in the style of the demon world, embedded with faint lights, providing only minimal lighting, 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?"
Huparian looked at the black-haired and green-eyed poet of love and asked.
In order to find the cell of Antanas the Guardian and use the function of the Helrom Prison to open the cell and try to communicate with the prisoners, you must first open the service point trading authority of the current level.
And the trading authority will only be opened after all the conditions for leaving the current level are met.
Among the three conditions, the team service points are greater than 4000, and the permission and evaluation of the warden of the negative fourth floor are obtained. These two conditions have been met.
The remaining one is to successfully reach the teleportation hall on the negative fourth floor.
That is, after leaving the entrance hall, the end of the long road.
On the way, you need to pass through a lot of dream areas and repeatedly trigger the falling gentle land.
According to the usual mechanism of prison guard internship at the Protos Royal Magic Academy, moving on this floor, even if you help each other, may take a lot of time.
"Stay away from me a little, wait until I step on the floor and remove the illusion, then you can follow."
Lanqi looked at her and said softly.
"..."
So except for me waking up too late and you waking up too early, you also perfectly adapted to the magic of falling gentle land?
Hyperion felt that now she seemed to have not found a playmate, but a jack of all trades.
From completing the evaluation to opening the way, everything can be done for her.
Even without a price.
It really made her doubt what the difference between dreams and reality is.
So, Hyperion watched the poet of great love slowly walk forward.
Occasionally, he fell while walking, but the time he stayed on each floor was very short.
If others saw it, they might misunderstand that the magic of the negative fourth floor was not an illusion at all, but simply made people fall easily.
After more than 30 minutes, the Great Love Poet led the way alone and they successfully arrived in front of the exit teleportation hall.
Its structure is similar to the entrance teleportation hall, showing a completely corresponding rebellious style.
The Great Love Poet stepped into the entrance hall, and soon he easily broke free from the illusion again and regained consciousness.
For him who would not indulge in this dream at all, no matter how deep he fell each time and how many times he was repeatedly affected, it didn't 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 rules.
The lights in the hall suddenly became dimmer, and Hyperion and the three Tyrant Priests were vigilantly attracted by this unusual change.
They only saw that an indescribable magic began to gather in the air. This magic exuded fluctuations similar to the [Falling Gentle Country], but it was more terrifying, more like the supreme power of the demon world.
This magic gathered and woven, and even the air began to tremble, until it finally enveloped the black-haired and green-eyed Great Love Poet.
A silver halo formed around her, rotating and flickering around her, and finally formed a beautiful and mysterious light and shadow.
As this magic power continued to strengthen and take shape, the others outside the hall felt the pressure, but they were attracted by this magical scene and could not look away.
They saw that the light and shadow began to shrink rapidly, superimposed on the forehead of the Great Love Poet, forming a unique mark.
This mark shone with a deep light and contained incomprehensible magic spells of the demon clan.
Throughout the process, the Great Love Poet was protected by an invisible force, and the surrounding space formed an isolated field.
When the mysterious mark was finally formed, the surrounding magic fluctuations gradually subsided, the light dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
But the eyebrows of the black-haired and green-eyed figure still flickered, as if telling some secrets that have not yet been revealed——
[Falling Mark]
[Category: Soul Imprint]
[Grade: Orange Epic]
[Class: 1]
[Passive effect: Gain a certain resistance to illusion magic. ]
[Note: Recognition of the Fallen Kaliela. 】
……
Protos Royal School of Magic.
Sitting in the reception room of the Redmond Building, Ranch covered his forehead.
"What's wrong, Rocky? Are you feeling unwell?"
Warden Bakas raised his hand worriedly, as if he was trying to decide whether to call a doctor.
"Sorry, I've been a little tired recently, and I have intermittent headaches. It's not a big problem."
Ranch came back to his senses and shook his head.
Although he was borrowing the body of the demon clan, the soul mark was indeed given to him.
"There is a warden named Selena in the Helrom Prison who is very good at treating this kind of mental fatigue. If you need it, I can contact her to help you."
Although Bakas didn't want to contact the three guys in the inner layer of the prison, if he could help Mr. Rocky, he would find a way to negotiate with those guys.
"No, no, Bakas, I appreciate your kindness, and there is no need to trouble Miss Selena."
Ranch waved his palm lightly and politely declined, not wanting to trouble Warden Bakas.
……
In the prison's negative fourth floor exit teleportation hall, after the Great Love Poet was hit by the magic, her soft body was paralyzed again and swayed.
Before she fell to the ground, Hyperion stepped forward and came to support her.
The black-haired and green-eyed Great Love Poet closed her eyes tightly, and soon the pain in her mind gradually disappeared, and she slowly opened her eyes, and her sight returned to Lanqi's calm eyes again.
At this moment, a few transparent lines seemed to flash across the depths of her pupils.
"No way, you got the Great Demon Mark?"
Hyperion grabbed the shoulders of the Great Love Poet and looked at her.
As a demon, she could feel that the Great Love Poet had a little more of the breath of the upper demon, which was particularly strong at the moment when the mark was applied just now. Now it disappeared with the camouflage magic and was completely covered up.
If three title marks are collected, including a force mark, then it will really become a great demon.
In this era, there should be no new great demons born.
The Great Love Poet stood up alone and signaled to Hyperion that he was fine.
"After stepping on the floor, it seems that the conditions have been met by itself."
Some of the Great Demon Trials need to be actively started, while others are passive to meet the harsh conditions implied in them. Obviously, [Falling Gentle Land] is to fall into illusions continuously, and it is enough to reach a certain number of times.
The Great Love Poet controlled by Lanqi felt the [Falling Mark] and found that after having this mark, a certain amount of soul space will be permanently occupied, and a previously bound first-level purple rare magic card was directly forced to pop out of the soul space and unbind it.
Now he is at the fourth level, and he can only bind magic cards with a total level of 40, but now the upper limit of binding is equivalent to 39.
He originally has extremely high mental resistance, and he is not the type who is particularly afraid of illusions. This mark can only be said to be better than nothing.
Unless he encounters an enemy who is good at illusions in the future, he may be able to perform an "uncontrollable" one.
However, as a passive magic, the Great Demon Mark is basically not a loss.