Chapter 41 The Fourth Floor of the Prison

After waking up and looking around the entrance hall on the fourth basement level of the prison, one would find it to be even more massive, deep, and dark than the transfer hall on the first basement level.

The walls of the circular hall were decorated with chilling reliefs in a purely demonic style, inlaid with dimly visible lights that provided only minimal illumination, shrouding the entire space in a hazy play of light and shadow.

"How are we going to get to the exit transfer hall on the other side?"

Hyperion asked the black-haired, green-eyed Poet of Great Love.

To find the cell of Antanas the Guardian and use the functions of the Herloom Prison to open the cell and attempt to communicate with the prisoner, one must first activate the service point transaction permissions for the current level.

And transaction permissions are only activated after all the conditions for leaving the current level have been met.

Of the three conditions, the team's service points exceeding 4000, and obtaining the permission and evaluation of the warden of the fourth basement level, have already been met.

The remaining item is to successfully arrive at the transfer hall on the fourth basement level.

Which is the end of that long road after leaving the entrance hall.

The journey involves passing through many dream areas, repeatedly triggering the falling Gentle Dreamland.

According to the usual mechanism of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy's prison guard internship, moving on this floor, even with mutual assistance, might take a lot of time.

"You guys stay a little further away from me. After I step on the floor and dispel the illusion, you can follow."

Lanchi said softly, looking at her.

"..."

So, besides me waking up too late, you woke up too early, you have also perfectly adapted to the magic of the falling Gentle Dreamland?

Hyperion felt that she didn't seem to have found a playmate, but rather a professional代练 (leveling service).

From completing the evaluation to opening the way, he could handle everything for her.

And without any cost.

It really made her wonder if there was any difference between dreams and reality.

So, Hyperion watched as the Poet of Great Love slowly walked forward.

Occasionally stumbling, but staying on each floor tile for a very short time.

If others saw this, they might misunderstand that the magic of the fourth basement level was not an illusion at all, but simply made people prone to falling.

After more than thirty minutes, with the Poet of Great Love opening the way alone in front, they successfully arrived in front of the exit transfer hall.

Its structure was similar to the transfer hall at the entrance, presenting a completely corresponding inverse style.

The Poet of Great Love stepped into the exit hall, and before long, easily broke free from the illusion again and regained consciousness.

For him, who would not be addicted to this dream at all, no matter how deep he fell each time, repeatedly affected several times, there was not much difference.

At the same time, in the center of the transfer hall, the originally stable enchantment magic began to fluctuate, as if triggered by some mysterious rule.

The lights in the hall suddenly became dimmer, and Hyperion's and the three Batian priests' attention was drawn warily to this unusual change.

They only saw that an indescribable magic power began to gather in the air, this magic power exuded a similar fluctuation to [Falling Gentle Dreamland], but it was even more frightening, more like the supreme power of the demon world.

This magic power gathered and weaved, even the air began to tremble, until it finally enveloped the black-haired, green-eyed Poet of Great Love.

A silver halo formed around her, rotating and flickering beside her, eventually forming a beautiful and mysterious light and shadow.

As this magic power continued to strengthen and take shape, everyone else outside the hall felt heavy pressure, but they were attracted by this magical scene and could not take their eyes off it.

They saw that the light and shadows began to shrink rapidly, superimposed on the Poet of Great Love's brow, forming a unique mark.

This mark shone with a deep light, containing incomprehensible demonic magic spells.

Throughout the process, the Poet of Great Love 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 brow of the black-haired, green-eyed figure was still shining, as if telling some secret yet to be revealed—

[Falling Mark]

[Category: Soul Imprint]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

[Tier: 1]

[Passive Effect: Gain a certain amount of resistance to illusion-type magic.]

[Note: Approval of Falling Kariera.]

……

Protoss Royal Magic Academy.

Lanchi, sitting in the reception room of the Redmond Building, covered his forehead.

"What's wrong, Loki? Are you feeling unwell?"

Warden Bakas raised his hand worriedly, seemingly judging whether to call a doctor.

"Sorry, I've been a little tired recently. I get intermittent headaches, but it's not a big problem."

Lanchi came back to his senses and shook his head.

Although he was borrowing the body of a demon, the soul imprint was indeed given to him.

"There is a warden named Selena in Herloom Prison who is very good at treating this kind of mental fatigue. If you need it, I can contact her to help you take a look."

Although Bakas didn't want to contact those three guys in the inner layer of the prison, if he could help Mr. Loki, he would try to negotiate with those guys.

"No, no, Bakas, I appreciate your kindness, and I don't need to trouble Miss Selena."

Lanchi waved his palm gently and politely declined, not wanting to trouble Warden Bakas.

……

In the exit transfer hall on the fourth basement level of the prison, after the Poet of Great Love was impacted by the magic power, his soft body seemed to be paralyzed again, tottering.

Before he fell to the ground, Hyperion stepped forward and came to support him.

The black-haired, green-eyed Poet of Great Love closed his eyes tightly. Soon, the mental sting gradually disappeared, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his vision turned back to Lanchi's calm eyes again.

At that moment, a mark composed of some transparent lines seemed to flash through the depths of his pupils.

"No way, did you get the Great Demon Mark?"

Hyperion grabbed the Poet of Great Love's shoulders and sized her up.

As a demon herself, she could feel that the Poet of Great Love had a bit more of an aura of a higher demon, which was particularly strong at the moment when the mark was applied, but now it disappeared with the disguise magic, completely covered up.

If you collect three title marks, including a martial mark, then you will really become a Great Demon.

In this era, there should not have been a new Great Demon born.

The Poet of Great Love stood firm alone, signaling to Hyperion that he was fine.

"After stepping on the floor tiles, it seems that the conditions are automatically met."

Some Great Demon trials need to be actively opened, and some are passively achieved with implicit harsh conditions. Obviously, [Falling Gentle Dreamland] is to keep falling into the illusion. If you fall a certain number of times, that's enough.

Lanchi, who was controlling the Poet of Great Love, felt the [Falling Mark] and found that after possessing this mark, it would permanently occupy a certain amount of soul space, and a first-order purple rare magic card that had been bound before was directly and forcibly ejected from the soul space, and the binding was released.

Now that he was at the fourth level, he could originally bind magic cards with a total level of 40, but now the binding limit was equivalent to becoming 39.

His mental resistance was already extremely high, and he was not particularly afraid of illusions, so this mark could 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 a "cannot control".

However, the Great Demon Marks are basically not a loss as passive magic.

(End of this chapter)