Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 152: Illusionary Layer

"Look everyone, isn't that Xingluo?" The gaze that was originally on the Twin Stars of Dawn immediately shifted to the center of the square.

"Ah, it's Senior Xingluo. Why is he sleeping here? Will he catch a cold?" A junior girl said worriedly.

"How could that be? He is so powerful, it's impossible for him to catch a cold, let alone get sick." A senior student tapped the junior student's head and added.

"That's right, that's right." The junior school girl stuck out her tongue cutely.

"Brother, did he make it into the top ten, and even into the top three?" Hall asked.

Campbell said solemnly: "I just took a look, he is indeed in the top three, and..."

"But what?"

"And he took first place. He went from outside the top ten to first place in just one month. I guess he has already made it past the ninth level."

"What! How is it possible? There are tens of thousands of monsters. How did he hold on?"

"It is definitely impossible for a normal magician, because the magic beast will adjust its strength according to the opponent's magic capacity."

Hall was a little incredulous and asked, "Did he take a super high-level recovery potion?"

Campbell said helplessly: "Brother, your mind is in turmoil. In the illusionary space, you can't use magic potions or even any equipment. You need to pay attention to your mentality."

"He is not only a genius, but also a genius with extremely terrifying willpower. He probably relied on his extraordinary willpower to pass the ninth level. This is the only way for students to pass."

The red-haired boy rubbed his hair, his eyes a little bloodshot, "It's quite interesting, someone actually surpassed me and took first place, this academy is becoming more and more interesting."

The red-haired boy's eyes flashed with a hint of madness, turned red for a moment, and then returned to normal color in an instant.

"Constantine, your record has been broken. It took you one and a half months to pass through the ninth illusion space."

Constantine's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Haha, I was right about this little guy, haha."

The old curator was also in a good mood at this time, "Hey, this little guy is quite interesting."

Xingluo didn't know what impact his actions had caused on the academy. He just felt too tired. Various combat consciousness and body instinctive reactions kept replaying in his dreams, constantly merging and becoming his own.

At this time, the area around Xingluo had been designated as a restricted area by the school teachers. There were special personnel protecting him, and the illusion space was temporarily stopped. This was Constantine's order, and no one dared to disobey it, and no one dared to raise any objections. This was the honor of being the first.

They all looked at the fat man from afar, and occasionally they could hear Xingluo's snoring from the encirclement. This made the students in the academy feel that Xingluo was a human being like them, not a star high above. They couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

They have not yet realized that Xingluo has been affecting them unconsciously, and the influence is far-reaching. This is the inheritance of the glory of the academy. One day in the future, they will also work hard to protect the glory of the academy. When they want to compromise with fate, they will remember what Xingluo did, and this will become their motivation.

When Xingluo woke up, he felt extremely hungry. When the school teachers noticed that Xingluo woke up, there was a hint of admiration in their eyes that they had not noticed. This was an expression they only had when looking at the old guys like Constantine.

However, when Xingluo's stomach made a rumbling sound, his admiration disappeared. Xingluo ignored the teachers who had a bunch of questions to ask him, expressed his gratitude, and rushed to the restaurant.

After overeating, Xingluo heaved a sigh of relief. He was really too hungry just now. "I don't know what the tenth floor is like. Let's take a look first. It will probably be difficult to pass."

Xingluo did not continue to rest after eating. He wanted to use the tenth-level illusion space to integrate the combat skills he had mastered, or even go a step further. When Xingluo left the restaurant, the admiring and amazed voices of his classmates no longer attracted his attention, because he had already graduated and was about to enter the big society of Luoshen Continent.

Xingluo studied it for a moment, gritted his teeth, and put an expensive magic core into the groove. His tenth level trial began. After a long period of dizziness, he found himself next to a cliff. He felt the active space elements around him. "Why is this teleportation different from the previous ones? It's too real. Could it be that I was teleporting just now?"

Xingluo hurriedly checked the surroundings and found that this was really the outside world. "And it was a one-way transmission. This is not an illusion space! Could it be that the tenth floor is a real place, not an illusion?"

Before Xingluo could continue to wonder, he was engulfed by a large amount of magic and fighting spirit light.

"Dean! Xingluo has disappeared!"

"what?"

"He just started the trial of the tenth level, but he was suddenly teleported away!" A teacher reported to the dean breathlessly, looking up at the dean from time to time with an uneasy expression.

Constantine stood up suddenly, without any trace of his usual kindness and composure, and after a storm, he left the office in a mess.

At this time, the dean was already floating right above the square, his mental power covering everything. The vast mental power was like an abyss and an ocean, sweeping across the entire square, including the illusion space of course.

Then veins popped up on his forehead, and he said to the seemingly empty back there: "Mobilize the college's shadow guards to trace in this direction. The target is about 100 kilometers away." The dean's shadow actually twisted slightly and then returned to calm.

"Humph, you actually dare to make trouble in the academy." Constantine pondered, his mental power spreading out like a strand of hair, "I want to see who is causing trouble in the academy."

The old curator had already rushed over at this time. Seeing that Constantine's magic power was fluctuating violently, he asked in confusion: "What happened?"

Constantine took a long time before slowly withdrawing his mental strength. "Someone tampered with the illusion space and teleported Xingluo away!"

"What! Who can do such a thing right under our noses?" The old curator was also surprised.

"Hmph, no matter who he is, I will definitely make him live a life worse than death!" The usually gentle dean actually has such a cruel side. Fortunately, there are not many students around.

The old curator frowned secretly, "Xingluo is now Constantine's Achilles' heel. Now the other forces in the academy and the academy's spies are going to be in trouble. Humph, I am also very optimistic about Xingluo, and someone actually dared to do this under my nose!"

Because of Xingluo's disappearance, some hidden cancers in the academy were affected. The academy seemed to have suddenly ushered in a wave of dropouts, and even many teachers left. The academy was still as peaceful as ever during the day, but at night one could always hear muffled sounds coming from nowhere and faint magical lights.

The students all felt that something seemed to be happening, but apart from the fact that there were fewer and fewer people in the college, there seemed to be no other changes. This situation lasted for a whole week.

Shadow twisted his body slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse. "Dean, we immediately traced back, but found that the cliff there was completely cut off, and there were traces of battles left by magic and fighting spirit everywhere, but Xingluo didn't find them."

"There is a turbulent river below the cliff. Perhaps the target has already left along the river?"

"Maybe? I've asked you to track it down for so long, and you just tell me maybe? Keep tracking it down."

"Yes!"

The old curator frowned slightly, "They actually dared to teleport Xingluo away so blatantly. Do they really regard Luoshen Academy as their own territory?"

Constantine has calmed down now. For a whole week, he has thoroughly combed through the cancer in the academy and rooted out all the spies. For the safety of the academy, he even took action personally and eliminated several extremely dangerous figures at night.

Despite doing so much, Xingluo's whereabouts were still not found. It's not that he had not thought about looking for him personally, but the continent is not as peaceful as it seems, and there are undercurrents in the academy. He had no choice but to send the dark forces of Luoshen Academy to search, but after a whole week, they still couldn't find him. There are only two possibilities, either Xingluo has escaped, or he has been captured.

The old curator glanced at Constantine, who was frowning, and said, "Xingluo is a very smart kid. He will be fine."

Constantine smiled bitterly. "Well, now we can only wait. This force is stronger than I thought. They probably tampered with the illusion space and left overnight. We didn't find them during this cleanup."

"Those little guys outside are very anxious. They are all smart and have guessed that Xingluo has a problem. How should I tell them?"

"Tell them that Xingluo has entered the tenth level of the real illusion, which is a forbidden area, and he won't come out in a short time." Constantine rubbed his forehead and said.

"That's all we have to do."

On the eighth day after Xingluo disappeared, the academy gradually returned to peace, but Tiffany and the others were frowning. "Before it was Pandora, and now it's Xingluo. They have all gone to the forbidden area. When they come out, we will never be able to catch up with them."

The scene seemed to be somewhat silent, until Mo suddenly sat up straight, "While Xingluo is away, I will manage the mercenary group well. You all should not slack off and work hard to improve yourselves. Recently, the mercenary group has collected a lot of magic and fighting skills, so you should train well."

After Mo finished speaking, he stood up and left. The surroundings seemed a little silent. Everyone packed their luggage and moved out of the academy one after another. This time it was really time for everyone to go their separate ways. After everyone left, Tiffany sat there alone, with a lingering worry in her eyes.