Chapter 1282 Little Nightmare

Angel recounted the "dream" he had when he was in a coma.

After he finished speaking, he was still confused and asked, "Is this really a dream?"

If it was a dream, why did Sanders know about the Fallen Abyss and the puppet? He had clearly seen Sanders picking up the puppet before.

Moreover, Angel felt that the experience at that time was very real and not like a dream. The feeling of being fettered by thoughts, the despair of being trapped, and the discomfort caused by the impact of countless negative energies were still vivid in his mind when he recalled it now.

It didn't feel like a dream at all, just like his own experience.

"It's very similar to a dream. However, compared to a dream, I think it is a more appropriate name for the real and illusory space created by mysterious things." Sanders replied.

Real fantasy space? Although Sanders did not explain the meaning of this real and illusory space, Angel understood it as soon as he heard it. Because, there is a faction in the illusion department, which is true illusion.

The so-called true illusion is like reality and illusion, a combination of virtuality and reality, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Wizards who choose the True Illusion faction are definitely good at perceiving all things and grasping people's hearts.

Then the meaning of ‘true illusion space’ is self-evident. Dreams must be illusory. The real and illusory space is a space where it is impossible to distinguish between real and fake. In other words, there are not only illusory existences in it, but also real existences.

In that experience last night, what was true and what was false?

Facing Angel's doubts, Sanders said calmly: "Truth and falsehood are relative terms. As a person who has experienced it, you might as well express your own judgment."

Angel recalled for a moment and tried to interpret last night's experience: "The hazy world is fake, but my thinking is real; the picture that tempted me to fall is fake, but the black shadow monster is real; the corruption is real. The abyss is fake, but the negative energy that exists is real.”

When Angel said this, he paused and looked at Sanders with questioning eyes.

Sanders shook his head: "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant. You should think about what I said before."

Think back to what the instructor said? Although Angel was puzzled, Sanders hadn't said much since he woke up. Looking back on each sentence, there should be clues.

Angel began to clarify the words in his memory, sentence by sentence.

But no clues were found until Angel recalled what Sanders said: "Tell me about your experience last night... you fell into the abyss."

Angel raised his head suddenly: "Is the Fall into the Abyss real?"

Sanders neither shook his head nor nodded, and said calmly: "To be precise, your experience yesterday was all fake. Only the Falling Abyss is real."

"I actually have no idea what you went through last night, but I only saw the abyss of depravity. Not only did I see it with my own eyes, I also witnessed your consciousness being dragged towards the maw of darkness."

When Angel heard this, he also understood: the ultimate purpose of falling into the abyss was to drag him into it.

In other words, only the ultimate goal is real, and the process is all a false experience evolved to serve this ultimate goal.

"Is it because of my mentor that I wasn't dragged into the abyss of corruption?" Angel suddenly remembered something: "Is it that puppet?"

"You should have guessed the identity of that puppet." Sanders did not point out, but nodded and said: "The negative energy released by the Fallen Abyss wants to assimilate you. That negative energy is full of mystery. There is no other effective way to disperse it.”

"So, I made some calculations and chose to release the resentment in the puppet and maintain a balance, so that I can wake you up."

Sanders said it simply, even with a sense of understatement, as if everything was no big deal.

But Angel, as a person who has experienced it, can feel firsthand that it is not easy. What Sanders calls "calculating" must be a grasp of the overall situation, and precise calculations are needed to create a terrifying balance between resentment and the negative energy released from the abyss of corruption in an instant.

If it is difficult to control, or if there is something missing, the resentment released by the Resentment Puppet will not only fail to become a terror balance, but will also affect Angel, and even help him enter the abyss of corruption faster.

From this detail, we can know that Sanders' terror lies not only in his strength, but also in his judgment of the situation, his extremely precise calculations, and his decisive execution.

If one was missing, Angel might not even be able to escape and ascend to heaven.

Thinking of this, Angel expressed his gratitude to Sanders very sincerely: "If it weren't for my mentor, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see the sunshine today."

Leon, who stood aside and listened to the whole process, although he did not understand the danger involved, he knew that Angel could be rescued only because of Sanders' help, and he looked at Sanders with grateful eyes.

Sanders said calmly: "I just helped you finish. The one who really saved you was yourself. If you hadn't used a mask to resist when you faced the bloody kingship, otherwise you would have gone straight into the abyss of corruption. , there will be no struggle for survival later.”

After Angel finished listening, he covered his right eye with his hand.

He also did not expect that the fleeting spiritual gospel at that time would become the decisive key to saving him.

In his previous experience in the "True Illusion Space", at the beginning, the green pattern blocked the erosion of darkness, which may refer to his act of activating his right eye.

However, Angel was still a little confused. Why did the spiritual gospel come out at that time? Is it because of the spiritual omen of the wizard; or is it actually the fault of that person?

Angel couldn't get the answer, but from the perspective of the results, at least it's good now.

"So it seems that the mask produced by activating the right eye with magic power has some kind of non-material defense function?" Angel said secretly, it seems necessary to advance the test plan.

"Let's not talk about these trivial matters. After listening to your narration just now, I can basically confirm that the effect of the bloody kingship should be to pull people into the abyss of depravity." Sanders: "This is consistent with my previous guess."

However, Angel did not really enter the abyss of depravity, so they still cannot determine the true effect of the bloody kingship.

But what is certain is that the abyss of depravity is full of a lot of negative energy. If the consciousness is dragged into it, there will inevitably be abnormalities.

Maybe, like Eureka, it will fall into madness.

While they were thinking, Leon, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "If you mean the effect brought by the red light, I may know something."

Angel and Sanders looked at each other and looked at Leon.

...

After a while, Angel tidied his clothes and left the room.

Leon walked in front to lead the way, while Angel and Sanders followed behind.

Sanders seemed to be very interested in the environment where Angel grew up, and he was observing the details around him all the way. Angel looked at the familiar murals and corridors with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

The murals were covered with dust, and the carpets laid in the corridors not only had curled edges, but some carpets were directly missing.

Where the carpets were missing, it could be clearly seen that the granite floor was infiltrated with black marks. With Angel's current eyesight, he could identify the source of the marks, blood, at a glance.

From this detail alone, Angel could imagine how tragic the incident that happened in the castle not long ago was.

From upstairs to downstairs, the dust never disappeared, and even in the corners of the ceiling, Angel saw spider webs. And along the way, no servants were seen. As Jin Cancan said before, some servants were sent to Gru Town, and the other servants...may have met with an accident.

Thinking of this, several figures flashed through Angel's mind. They were all servants who had a very close relationship with him when he lived in Pat Manor. Angel even regarded them as friends and family.

Angel felt like there was a thorn in his throat, and he didn't know how to ask about their current situation.

"Some places in the layout here are very interesting." When Angel was silently sad, Sanders suddenly said: "The pattern under this mural and these blue and white porcelain with strange patterns are very peculiar in style."

Lyon: "That's the style of old man Jon's hometown. My father likes it very much, so he also added it when arranging the interior."

Sanders also guessed the origin of these things. Although the Golden Sparrow Empire also has its own style, it is actually not much different from the mainstream, and these furnishings are completely different in style.

Looking at these strange styles, Sanders couldn't help but become interested in the "alien race" that he had not met yet.

Soon, Lyon took them through the corridor and came to the annex building.

He stopped in front of the darkest gate of the annex building.

"It seems to be here..." Angel looked at the door, and his memory returned to his childhood in a trance.

He was very naughty when he was a child, and he liked to do rebellious things the most. The more adults forbade him to do it, the more he wanted to do it. And this door, old Pat strictly prohibited them from entering, how could Angel listen at that time. The so-called "strict prohibition" simply means "must go and see".

So, Angel sneaked in in the middle of the night when the servants were not paying attention.

As a result, he found that behind this door was actually connected to a large basement, which was filled with some tightly locked wine barrels.

Angel felt bored and was about to go back, but the door was locked from the outside.

It was a silent and long night. Angel, who was still a little kid at the time, shivered under the dim wall lamp, looking at the dark world outside the light range with fear.

He was very scared at the time, always thinking that monsters would jump out of the dark place. This kind of fear lasted all night.

Looking back now, it all feels like a nightmare.

The next day, when the door was opened, it was discovered that this was a trap set by his father, Old Pat, to cure his rebellious character when he heard people say the opposite of what he said.

As it turned out, the effect was obvious. Since then, Angel has been much more cautious in his actions.

However, he never stepped into this basement again. This place seemed to have become his little nightmare.

Until he grew up and was no longer afraid of this basement, he still didn't come in, because at that time he was busy taking care of the seriously ill Jon; later, he left the Old Earth Continent, and this basement never appeared in his mind again.

"This is Old Pat's wine cellar, have you forgotten?" Leon winked and said, "You were locked up in here when you were a child. I squatted at the door and heard you crying all night in there."

Angel's face darkened, and he said very hard, "I didn't cry."

Leon wanted to tease, but at this moment, a sob came from behind the door. Leon was stunned for a moment, his expression slowly changed from playful to gloomy, and finally he sighed: “Okay, you didn’t cry, I heard it wrong.”

"It's time to get down to business. Didn't you ask about the effect of the red light?" Leon pointed at the locked door and said, "The answer is inside."