Magic!

Chapter 138 136. This illusion is a bit stuck

The tall male officiant in red robe who was giving a speech just now sneered:

"Hahaha, after carrying out secret missions for so long, it's rare that we can get together again and see the new generation of believers standing in front of us! It's a pity that Shadow Hand, that useless trash, exposed himself more than half a year ago and was killed by the Arctic Wolf The prisoners with Black Amber cannot see today’s scene.”

This red-robed officiant is codenamed "Blood Moon" within the organization and is a strong man in the early third grade.

In a college full of talents, strong people at this level seem to be nothing. They can only be regarded as weak teachers or college students.

But outside the academy, in various supernatural sects, secret societies, and large witchcraft families, strong third-year men can definitely join the decision-making ranks, and even become the ultimate trump card of a leader or organization!

When Nocturne heard Xue Yue mentioning the Arctic wolf, she secretly laughed in her heart. She knew that the Arctic wolf must not have really played any role that night, but she deliberately did not correct it.

After saying that, Xue Yue turned to look at the two red-robed colleagues next to him:

"I wonder which three lucky people can pass the test with the most outstanding performance and win the honor of 'Devil's Son'? Do you have a favorite candidate? I have a fancy for one."

As he spoke, Xue Yue pointed to a boy at the front of the student group in the hazy mist:

"I think Pompeii has the best chance of winning the title."

Unlike Nocturne, Xueyue did not work undercover in the academy. These were students developed by his subordinates and were of high quality.

The other officiant in red robe, who was obviously much shorter and slightly fatter, disagreed. He snorted coldly and mocked the tall red-robed Xue Yue:

"Xueyue, when it comes to your ability to make mistakes, you have never let me down."

The short red-robed man whose pseudonym is Black Star said while pointing to another heroic girl:

"I believe in Thebes. She is my undercover subordinate in the academy and a good prospect.

"She is so cold, cold and calm, with malice and forbearance flowing in her veins, and burning desire beating in her heart.

"I even suspect that the student who is prophesied to awaken the demon in his heart is Thebes!"

Vermouth on the side heard the two officiants chatting. After hanging out with Russell for a long time, he was already infected and started thinking instinctively:

"Why do you two candidates, both men and women, use ancient cities as their pseudonyms? Is there anything special about this?"

The two red-robed demon priests, one tall and one short, looked at Nocturne who said nothing at the same time:

"Do you have any favorite candidates, Miss?"

Behind Nocturne's demon-possessing mask that resembled a human, a cold and low laughter came:

"Hehehe, hehehe, maybe? Who knows."

Vermouth came up and said to Nocturne:

"Among the students that Miss and I have developed together, there is a genius that I am very optimistic about. Russell is almost a natural son of the devil, and he perfectly meets the requirements of the order in terms of all qualifications. He even got the honor of summoning demons because of it. Only through ritual can you awaken spiritually and successfully come into contact with the supernatural world.”

Hearing Vermouth's words, the other two red-robed demon priests were a little surprised. There is indeed something special about being able to successfully perform the ritual of summoning demons before coming into contact with the supernatural world. It is like being the destined son of a demon.

It's a pity that this legendary experience may not necessarily be helpful in this test.

The two red-robed demon priests, one tall and one short, looked at Russell, whom Vermouth was pointing at, and saw Qing Jun, a black-haired boy sitting cross-legged on the grass, with his head lowered and sleeping. They couldn't see too many amazing things about the demon cult. temperament.

"It's just him."

"Let's see."

Both of them were red-robed officiants, and they had a contemptuous attitude towards Vermouth, who was one level below them, and did not take his words completely seriously.

Vermouth desperately looked at Nocturne, hoping that the daughter of the leader would say a few words for him.

But Nocturne just stood quietly and said nothing.

Could it be that the lady doesn’t like Russell? Could it be said that the other two competitors trained by the red-robed officiant are actually one level better than Russell?

Seeing Nocturne ignoring him, Wei Meisi was frightened.

It is true that when Russell was hypnotized before, he did show a temperament that was perfectly suitable for the Demonic Cult, but after all, this was what he said. Many people who think they are vicious and vicious reveal their true nature and show their cowardly side in dreams.

After some simple thinking, Vermouth came up with his own speculation:

By the way, I'm wearing a devil mask, so I can't express myself. The lady couldn't see my expression at all.

It dawned on him!

At the same time, the two sleep demons were weaving a test dream while projecting the scenes in the dream onto the hazy white mist.

I saw in this layer of misty mist, one independent picture after another appeared. Each picture was a student's dream, just floating above the corresponding student's head.

As long as the cultists present focus on a certain dream scene, they can see the detailed content and hear the voices inside.

Many red-robed and black-robed cultists turned their attention to the dream scenes in the white mist.

…

Dreamland is adapted from the novel "The Man Leaving the City of Omela".

Of course, Russell didn't know this when he first entered the dreamland. He only found that he was in a gorgeous coastal city.

The city is not big, so he quickly walked around and got a preliminary impression of the city.

Among the pedestrians in costumes, there are serious-looking old men and women chatting happily with their children in their arms; on the streets lined with colorful walls, a celebrating team sings and marches forward; in the area close to the city center, gongs and drums are noisy, Happy children were wandering around; in the harbor, ships were about to set sail with colorful flags flying.

——This peaceful and beautiful picture...

Russell turned on the filter in his mind and forced his brain to make up.

The actual situation is that all the pictures in the dream are stuck in PPT.

An old man dressed in gray and purple clothes walked on the tree-lined path between the gardens. He took one step and got stuck, sometimes stopped suddenly, and sometimes teleported 10 meters at a time;

Children in costumes laugh and run around, sometimes getting stuck on the wall of the store. Half of the child's body is outside the store, but his hands and feet are inside the store on the other side of the wall. It is obvious that he is wearing a mold;

The horses that should be in the racecourse are running around on the colorful rooftops. Some horses' heads are not loaded, but their movements are not affected at all;

The woman holding a child and talking and laughing happily was actually walking backwards. Halfway through, she got stuck in the air with the child in her arms, suspended one meter above the colorful tile floor;

The child in the floating state continued the conversation with his mother before facing the air behind him.

What the hell is this?

Russell was shocked.

He seemed to recall the computer screen he saw when he used that junk laptop to play "Baldur's Gate 3" and listened to the painful wail of the heat exhaust fan.

But at that time, it was just a lag, and it wouldn’t be as bug-ridden as it is now.

"Is this dream a big problem? Is it because the Dream Demon's dream construction level is not good enough?"

"Is it because there are too many units involved in the city? It is also necessary to maintain a relatively strong hypnosis force that is effective for a group of early second-year students to ensure that the students are not awake in their dreams, so that they can release their instinctive desires."

"Therefore, the computing power allocated to optimizing dreams is limited, resulting in insufficient optimization of dreams and excessive lags."

"No wonder there are only a few interactive units in the dream world of the college entrance exam. It turns out that it is because I am afraid of lag..."

…

At the same time, in the real world outside the dream, many cultists who watched the "live broadcast" through the projection screen were a little embarrassed when they saw such bizarre dream scenes.

"Ahem, I haven't tested it with the Sleep Demon before. Maybe there is a small problem with the optimization of the dream." The short red-robed man coughed twice and waved to dispel everyone's doubts:

"But the impact is not big. Dreamers won't care about this little omission in details."

(P.S. Part of this dream test is adapted from the novel "The Man Leaving Omela" by American female writer Ursula Le Guin)