In the high-dimensional observation space.

Although the Ice Witch was still occasionally watched by High Priest Loren and the Paladin Captain, she had learned to withstand this pressure.

After arriving on the fourth sub-level, in some ways, it could indeed be seen that Hyperion was a child with a delicate heart. She might be temporarily misled and bewitched, but this would not change the essential purity and kindness in her heart.

The Ice Witch couldn't see the content of Hyperion's illusion, only the few people standing still on the fourth sub-level.

On this level, creatures who fell into the magic of [Falling Sweet Home] for the first time needed a very long time to break free.

Because it was an impossible dream, yet one could experience it with incredible reality.

Sometimes, even knowing it was fake, they would try to deceive themselves, just to take one more look, just one more second.

And [Falling Sweet Home] was originally the ultimate magic developed to the extreme by the ancient ninth-tier demon race, based on their innate magic.

For that ancient great demon race who possessed this magic, it was also a ninth-tier group control spell that didn't distinguish between friend or foe.

Although the control time had a certain degree of instability, once used in actual combat, it would almost always produce an unreasonable effect, enough to reverse the battle.

While the Ice Witch was thinking, she suddenly noticed that the black-haired, green-eyed girl lying on the ground on the fourth sub-level of the prison stood up.

Her eyes were very calm.

She didn't seem to be addicted to the dream just now, as if it was just a novel experience.

"Escaping from [Falling Sweet Home], either you'll be dazed and reminiscing, or you'll be frightened and apprehensive, why is this person like she's been awake for a long time?"

The Ice Witch stared at the black-haired, green-eyed girl in confusion.

She couldn't understand the mental state of the black-haired, green-eyed girl.

This person even woke up earlier than the warden who entered her dream.

Could it be that in the dream of [Falling Sweet Home], she messed up the mind of the awake warden?

The Ice Witch was full of doubt about life, and had never heard of such a situation.

Perhaps the High Priest and the Paladin Captain on the opposite side of the high-dimensional space didn't know what kind of magic [Falling Sweet Home] was, but the Ice Witch knew the great demon trial too well, and knew how outrageous the phenomenon she was seeing at the moment was!

The Ice Witch also completely couldn't understand where Hyperion found such a girl with a strange aura all over her body in the short time she had come to the Protoss Empire.

Compared to Hyperion, this black-haired, green-eyed girl looked more like a real demon descendant princess.

"Could it be Talia had one?"

The Ice Witch couldn't help but guess.

No, even if Talia left blood, she would have to find such a demonic creature to give birth to such a talented demon offspring.

At least Talia had never made the Ice Witch feel this strange color.

The more the Ice Witch thought about it, the stranger she felt.

Moreover, the Ice Witch couldn't understand why she would inexplicably associate this black-haired, green-eyed human girl with Talia, whom she hadn't seen for a hundred years.

Could it be that Talia was also in a certain human kingdom, and like Ifathia, had she also hooked up with a rich husband?

...

As the dream world like an ideal land made a mistake and began to collapse and crash, Warden Selena looked around in confusion.

Every word the black-haired, green-eyed girl had said to her just now was shaking her mind, as if destroying and negating everything about her.

If in that girl's eyes, the ninth-tier [Falling Sweet Home] was just a game, then who would dominate the fourth sub-level after they returned to reality?

If even in the field of illusion, she was just an ant, and she was a giant, then what was the point of her life and the happiness she had finally found?

Warden Selena was afraid that she might fall into the magic of [Falling Sweet Home] at any time in this state, and be seized by the opportunity of [Falling Sweet Home], causing her to escape reality and forget everything.

Soon Selena realized that she had woken up and returned to the familiar fourth sub-level of Herrom Prison again.

However, at this moment, she found a pair of bright green eyes staring at her.

The expression was like caring about her, and the other party even knelt gracefully on the ground to accommodate her, who was squatting on the ground and falling into a dream.

Selena was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Warden Selena knew very well that according to the rules of the prison, she couldn't attack other prison guards, and her one warning opportunity had already been used up.

In the [Falling Sweet Home] illusion, she couldn't beat this black-haired, green-eyed girl.

As long as she left the current floor, she would immediately fall into the illusion.

The sober her could not beat her in the dream, once the black-haired, green-eyed girl invaded her dream, she couldn't imagine what her ugly state would be exposed to, and what she would be played with by this black-haired, green-eyed girl in the end.

Even if she didn't move a step, she would fall into a dream when the cooldown time of the current floor ended!

In panic.

"Don't worry, I won't look at the dreams you don't want me to see."

The black-haired, green-eyed girl said softly.

"Eh?"

Selena was very sure that this person had the ability to control her in the dream world, but the other party chose to let her go?

Could it be that the other party couldn't see that she had invaded her dream with malice?

"You asked me earlier, what good things I hoped would happen today, I told you, I hope you can be happy. This is a sincere answer, whether in reality or in a dream, it's the same."

The Great Poet of Love remained motionless, slowing down her speaking speed to Selena.

It was like telling Selena that she didn't like to take advantage of others, and she didn't bother to use [Falling Sweet Home] to subdue her.

"...What exactly are you trying to express? Are you pitying me or threatening me?"

Selena leaned back vigilantly, wanting to get away from the black-haired, green-eyed girl.

"Neither."

The Great Poet of Love closed her eyes and shook her head,

"I just don't like to see other people's misfortune."

"Hypocritical guy! Don't think that this will make me feel like you let me go!"

Regarding the words of the black-haired, green-eyed girl, Selena mustered up the courage to sneer, as if it was a subconscious reaction to make her retort,

"Do you really understand what happiness is and what misfortune is? Do you understand what I have experienced in the past?!"

Selena asked excitedly, she felt that this guy was talking without any understanding of the difficulties.

People standing on the bank are not qualified to point fingers at people who are drowning with a calm face!

She believed that no one liked to see other people's misfortune.

Because happiness is relative, seeing other people's misfortune can make you feel happy, and seeing other people's happiness may also make you discover your own misfortune.

Are you a noble saint? Hypocritically saying that you can't bear to see other people's misfortune!

(End of this chapter)