405 Sand Beast 2 (1/2)

Lin Yun's expression was very strange, but he didn't say much. He put away the Whispering Crystal and just remained seated, frowning. He was considering how he could leave the illusion.

He stayed in the illusion for a long time and kept an eye on the surroundings, but he didn't discover anything else about it.

'How did this come about…'

He was already certain that the person that arranged these illusions had no evil intent. This could be ascertained from the situations Ross, Leon, and Xiuban experienced. Not only was there no danger, but they were even gaining a lot of benefits.

But benefits were useless if they ended up trapped in the illusions forever.

'No… As long as it is an illusion, there should definitely be a way to crack it.'

Lin Yun was still pondering over this matter. He had first appeared in the desolate desert, and he hadn't discovered any arrays after a careful inspection.

The question was, how did he get in there?

Lin Yun's mind was restless at this moment. He was at the end of the Magic Era… From time to time, some fragmented memories appeared in his mind. Sometimes, he saw the scene of Noscent's destruction. Sometimes, he saw his dangerous experiences on the edge between life and death.

Perhaps the illusion would end with Noscent's demise… But when would that happen?

He didn't know when Noscent would be destroyed in this illusion… And if it was never destroyed, wouldn't he spend his life trapped here?

'This can't do…' Lin Yun massaged his temples. 'If that's the case, I might as well kill myself.'

But suddenly, Lin Yun's eyes shone as he recalled something. He got up and left the library without looking back. He crossed the deathly silent street and left Heiss City.

He actually recalled the first time he had danced with death. It was at the end of the Magic Era, before the world met its end, and it was the most frightening experience he had back then. He now wanted to try and see if he could get out of his current plight from that experience.

That time, he and thirty Mages travelled together to look for food outside Heiss City. Lin Yun, who had just come to the end of the Magic Era, clearly knew that travelling alone was very dangerous and that there was strength in numbers. Under the lead of more experienced people, the group didn't meet many dangers.... Up until they chose to take a different path to return to Heiss City. They were still thirty kilometers away from Heiss City when the group met a Sand Beast.

At the end of the Magic Era, Sand Beasts represented death...

Lin Yun hadn't thought too much of it at the time, since the group of thirty Mages was a huge force for that period. Let alone ordinary beasts, they could even handle Sand Beasts.

But... things didn't go according to his expectations.

That Sand Beast wasn't an ordinary Sand Beast. Its strength far exceeded Lin Yun's expectations. Two Mages ended up getting swallowed at the start of the battle, sending flesh and blood flying around. The group then fell into chaos. People cried for help and let out miserable shouts as the Sand Beast's fangs became drenched in blood.

Of the thirty Mages, Lin Yun was the only one that escaped this complete destruction.

Afterwards, the bloody scene remained in Lin Yun's mind. The Sand Beast even appeared in his nightmares for a few nights, with its bloody maw wide open as it leaked a bloodthirsty aura before pouncing on him. Every time he dreamt up to this point, he would wake up with a start, his body covered in sweat.

And the worst part was that these nightmares just wouldn't stop.

After leaving Heiss City, Lin Yun cast a guiding spell and followed the path from his memories, walking on the scalding sand in the direction he remembered.

The illusion should be shaped based on his memories. The desolate desert, the crimson sun, the dusky sky, Heiss City, Shelter Tower... These were the things he had a deep memory of. Since these things existed, that powerful Sand Beast should also exist.

He needed to kill that Sand Beast. Only in that way could he remove that sour memory, and perhaps get the opportunity to leave the illusion.

He absent-mindedly followed the path from his memory, feeling as if he had gone back to that time. The only difference was that he was alone now.

”Rustle…”