Real elves vs fake elves

"Knowledge, only knowledge is the most important, only knowledge is the only truth. As a scientist, pursuing truth is naturally my only goal and desire. For knowledge, I can give up everything and sacrifice everything."

"By the way, you haven't told me who you are yet."

"who are you?"

"Who are you?!"

"Who are you!!!"

The woman seemed normal at first, but as she kept talking, her attitude suddenly changed. Or rather, it wasn't just her attitude that changed, her whole body began to change.

A change has occurred.

The distorted tone of voice directly turned into actual destructive force, like a shock wave that blasted directly in the direction of Aenarion. Facing this terrifying shock wave, Aenarion did not dodge or evade, and even his expression did not change at all.

Aenarion showed no change, but wherever the shock wave passed, the scenery changed drastically.

It's not a wanton release of pure destructive power, but the increasingly weak barrier between memory and reality.

As the roar spread, this ferocious force not only did not cause any damage here, but the sound waves also made the scene on the floating island become more and more real, and the lingering haziness became fainter and fainter. Although this layer of curtain was not lifted after all, anyone who came here casually would probably not be able to tell the difference between this place and reality.

Being able to make such a roar is certainly not something a human body can do. Now this woman's body has been completely twisted and become extremely huge. Her limbs and body seem to be infinitely stretched. Although she has an almost terrifying body, at a glance it looks like a rootless stick randomly spliced ​​together in a funny posture, just like a child's stick drawing, primitive and crude, but extremely dangerous.

"Who are you!!!"

This should obviously be a question, but at this moment it simply represented the roar of a wild beast. It was like a straight body with the front end hanging down, and the part that should be called the "neck" stretched in the direction of Aenarion, and the two beings looked at each other again.

Aenarion, still Aenarion.

But the head of the giant beast had turned into a strange forked "Y" shape. At the top of the fork was a burning fireball that was constantly rotating and releasing amazing wind pressure all the time.

Chapter 16: One strike is enough

Looking at this monster with a strange shape and a body so huge that it was impossible to fully understand it, Aenarion's expression did not change at all, as if death could not make him frown.

"Who are you!!!"

The roar sounded again. At this distance, Aenarion was finally able to observe accurately. The monster's mouth and throat certainly did not make the sound. After all, it did not have such organs. The source of the sound was the rotating fireball that was emitting endless wind pressure. The overflowing wind produced this shrill roar through various methods.

After roaring back and forth three times, the monster, which still received no response, seemed to finally get angry and humiliated. It raised its incredibly long forelimbs, raised them high up, and then dropped them at an astonishing speed. With the blessing of its infinite power, the front end of its forelimbs had accelerated to an incredible level, and the several explosions in the air were the sounds of breaking the sound barrier.

Under this attack that exceeds the speed of sound by who knows how many times, even the most powerful warrior would not be able to dodge it. The huge body brings unparalleled power and physical strength. How could a mere humanoid creature be able to resist this monster that seems like a star?

Even a demigod-level warrior would feel shocked and terrified by this terrifying force that is beyond human power to resist!

boom! ! !

But how could this monster be facing an ordinary warrior? An ordinary strong man?

As it attacked, Aenarion did not move.

When the attack reached an unknown speed, Aenarion did not move.

When the monster's momentum and fighting power reached the peak, reached the point where it could not be reached, reached a height that the monster itself had never reached, and reached the point where it could not be stronger, Aenarion moved.

With this movement, the infinitely bright light of the Yangyan Sword burst out.

It was like a flash of lightning in a rainy day, or a fleeting streak of silk, or even more like a scorching sun that appeared in the sky and was too scorching to look at.

In just a moment, the light went out again, and the Yangyan Sword was sheathed...

In other words, in the eyes of the monster, this artifact seemed to have never been unsheathed.

Now, where is the thunder? Where is the lightning? Even the blazing sun that seemed to tear the entire Wind Realm apart was like an illusion and never appeared.

This strange anomaly lasted only one second.

But it only needs to last for a second.

Aenarion lowered his eyelids slightly, no longer looking at the monster that seemed to break through the sky and the earth, as if the monster was no longer worthy of his attention.

boom……

The monster's forelimbs landed on the ground, but not even a tiny part of it touched Aenarion. It fell beside Aenarion, less than ten meters away from the Phoenix King. Ten meters away, the elf stood motionless, as if he knew that this attack had no chance of hitting him...

No, this was not an attack.

The entire forelimb fell to the ground. Because of Aenarion's attack that seemed to have never happened, the monster's entire forelimb was cut off by the infinite light that appeared in an instant. This situation should be called an injury rather than an attack.

Another moment.

boom……

The huge monster fell onto the floating island. How could Aenarion's stunning blow only cut off one of its forelimbs? The entire body of the monster was almost cut in two by Aenarion.

“It’s not a memory, I can clearly feel

The wailing of the soul should be the elemental creatures of this world."

"But how could the elemental creatures of this world be in such a deep place? And judging from the vitality of their souls, their consciousness should not have been assimilated by this world."

Aenarion's attack was not only to cut down the opponent, but through this round of attack he also basically figured out the opponent's condition.

I originally thought that it was an autonomous attack behavior launched after the "memory" was activated, but now it seems that the problem is not that simple. The target of Inarion's attack is not the "memory", but the "things" in the "memory".

When the monster was completely chopped down, its huge body quickly disintegrated and scattered, just like the previous "memories", quickly turning into ashes invisible to the naked eye, but these scattered dust did not disappear directly, but reintegrated into this small world.

The hazy veil became thin again, as if it could be completely lifted with just a little effort.

"Ah ah ah..."

A groaning sound was heard, and Aenarion collected his scattered thoughts and looked in the direction of the sound. There, the woman was groaning in pain, crawling and squirming on the ground as if trying to stand up.

Even though it looked like he was struggling, he didn't look like he was dying at all. There wasn't even a single scar on his body. He looked as healthy as could be.

He walked towards the woman and stopped about two meters away from her. The woman seemed to have noticed Aenarion's arrival, and she looked up at the man who had turned her into what she was now.

The hollow look in his eyes looked as if someone had dug out the pupils.

"who I am……"

The voice was weak and the content seemed extremely strange.

"who am I?"

This voice, this expression, was indeed a question, not the mindless roar of a wild beast.

"Were my memories and self taken away? Who took them away? Was it this small world, or something else?"

Looking at this bewildered fellow, Aenarion was about to speak when he suddenly went crazy again. He let out another shrill scream and then quickly crawled away in a strange way that no human could ever do.

That's right, it crawled away like a mole. Although it did have a pretty face and a hot body, the way it crawled was really disgusting.

Seeing the guy who looked like a Maluo and was just as fast as Maluo flying away, Aenarion did not try to catch up. It was not that he could not catch up, but the situation had changed again.

Suddenly, several men and women emerged from those buildings that had never been damaged from beginning to end.

The monster was huge and its attacks seemed to be catastrophic, but these earth-shattering attacks could not cause any damage to anything here. Instead, they gave people a feeling of "reinforcement".

In this way, the men and women who came out of the building did not suffer any harm, but their expressions were still frightened.

"Thank you! Thank you for your help!"

"If it weren't for you, we would have been eaten by that monster!"

His expression was lively, his words were organized and logical, and his spirituality was much higher than that of the guy just now.

Chapter 17: Ghost Stories No Longer Exist When You Have Power

Looking at these guys who were walking towards him with joy on their faces, Aenarion frowned.

Although they both have bean sprout bodies, there is still a big difference between them because one has horns and the other has long ears. Don't act so familiar with each other, it's embarrassing.

Taking two steps back, Aenarion looked at the guys in front of him warily, his expression was quite serious.

Although he was not afraid of any enemy, these echoes of the past were extremely strange and not something that could be seen or touched, which was very disgusting.

"who are you?"

Hearing Aenarion's question, several men and women immediately started talking at once, but this situation only lasted for a few seconds. Everyone present was well-mannered and soon spoke in unison.

"We are the 7th Dimension Ascension Experiment Group, and we are mainly responsible for studying the specific data of the Netherworld. We have been trapped in this place for an unknown period of time. The monster outside has been wandering around the square, and we can't leave the building at all. If it weren't for the food compressor inside the building still being able to work, we would have starved to death in there long ago."

The answer seemed correct, but Aenarion remained silent.

When the men and women saw that Aenarion was silent, they continued to question him.

"Are you from the security team of the Ascension Laboratory? How long have we been trapped here? Was the experiment successful?"

"Ten years ago... or twenty years ago? After the big explosion, we couldn't leave the laboratory. Fortunately, the living facilities inside were complete, so our life was not too bad."

"Are you going to take us away? How far has Lady Leia's plan progressed?"

Listening to what these people said, it seemed as if they had been living here since their original world collapsed. Because they were trapped in the experimental building, they had no idea what was happening in the outside world. They were like prisoners who had been trapped here for who knows how many years.

And when the "Lady Leia" was mentioned, the expressions of these experimenters were

He became extremely fanatical, as if he was talking about his idol, and his expression was almost pious.

"I am an elf who has strayed into this place. Your world has been destroyed. You are nothing but the remnants of the past, the ghosts of the old world wandering in the underworld."

These words made the men and women in front of him stunned. Then they all laughed inexplicably. Their expressions did not seem fake, but more like they heard a joke. However, because of the other party's identity, they did not dare to show it too much.

"What are you talking about? You look like a security guard in the lab, right? Elf? What's an elf? Are you under too much pressure lately and feeling a little confused?"

"I have some Apa tea here. Would you like to have a sip? Apa tea is very helpful in relieving stress."

After hearing these seemingly inexplicable words, Aenarion's expression relaxed slightly, and he even smiled a little.

"In your opinion, I look the same as you?"

"What are you talking about?" The man in front of me laughed, looking very warm. "I have a mirror here. If you still stubbornly believe that you are still a so-called elf, take a look at this mirror and you will know who you really are."

"The mirror can't lie, can it?"

After hearing this, Aenarion thought directly of the mirror in his golden forest.

Who says mirrors can't lie?

I think you look like you want to deceive people.

But without refutation, nor questioning the man's carrying of a mirror, Aenarion smiled in response.

"Okay, take out the mirror night attack; group six, nine four nine three, six one three five pieces."

As if he knew what Aenarion would say, the man who spoke pulled out a mirror from his bosom.

The mirror was indeed a mirror, but there was a huge eye in the middle of the mirror. The eye kept turning around as the mirror moved. After finding its target, which was Aenarion, the eye stared at Aenarion.

The three eyes looked at each other, and soon, the eye turned into a spiral that rotated on the mirror. When the rotation stopped, Aenarion's "reflection" appeared on the mirror.

The appearance was indeed that of Aenarion, except that his skin was reddish, horns grew on his forehead, and the iconic pointed ears of the elves were gone.

"See, I was right, wasn't I?" The guy holding the mirror laughed smugly. His expression didn't look happy, but rather distorted. "Are you the security guard of the Ascension Laboratory? Someone as strong as you should be the security captain, right?"

"It could even be the new director of the security department!"

"Yes, that's right. It's not possible that he is the director of the security department. You are the director of the security department."

"And your name has already appeared on the nameplate. Let me see... Mr. Alewan."

"You are obviously the director of the security department of the dimensional laboratory. You have been responsible for the security of the dimensional laboratory. During your tenure, I don't know how many alien monsters and ghost creatures you have defeated. Your contribution to the dimensional experiment is enormous."

"You can be said to be one of the most important people in the Ascension Laboratory."

"Am I right? Head of the Security Department, Mr. Alaiwan?"

Aenarion: "..."

I raised my head and looked at the guy who was talking. At this moment, his face had turned into a vortex. This vortex was moving and rotating back and forth on his face, and its frequency was synchronized with the vortex in the mirror in his hand.

"No." He denied it directly without any hesitation. Those words had no effect on Aenarion. "I am Aenarion, King of the Phoenix Court of the Elves."

The self-introduction was so brief that it couldn't be any briefer. After he finished speaking, the man holding the mirror made an unpleasant and piercing scream, which was similar to the sound of nails scratching glass. Along with this disgusting sound, the man's face, like the mirror in his hand, broke into large cracks, as if it had been violently smashed by someone.

As for the men and women behind the man holding the mirror, they turned into ashes without a word.

Aenarion remained silent, just staring at the man in front of him, watching the cracks on the man's face spread to the surrounding area, watching the large cracks spread to his entire body, and finally collapse directly to the ground, turning into large pieces of debris.

Just as Aenarion was wondering what would happen next, the environment around him suddenly changed drastically, as if a stone was suddenly hit by the reflection in the water. After a disgusting ripple, a completely different scene appeared.

The previous laboratory building disappeared, and the extremely real grass and trees also turned into nothingness. The basic particles that made up the environment directly collapsed, then reorganized, and finally turned into a beach.

And the seemingly infinite ocean beyond the beach.

Chapter 18 The Haunting of the Fantasy World Must Be Something

The beach, the ocean, and the afterglow of the setting sun seemed even less threatening than the previous environment. He took two steps casually on the beach. Even with Aenarion's perception, he could not tell the difference between this place and the real world.