Not to mention Flora's side, when Angel was constructing the illusion, streaks of white air came out of his body... As the white air spread outward, strange tree illusions appeared in the inner field, and then strange ones appeared again.
The animal fantasy suddenly returns to reality, looking like a chaotically edited montage.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really a wonder that the illusion is so badly constructed." Lydia sneered as she looked at the illusion that changed from normal to normal for a while. Compared with the previous maker of the music box, it was a world of difference.
Twilight also shook her head with disdain.
The man in Box 19 frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Let's end the farce here." Looking at the garbage-like illusion, Twilight raised her hand faintly and rushed toward Angel with a beam of light.
When the light was about to reach Angel's eyebrows, the illusion suddenly changed, and billowing white mist swarmed out from Angel's body.
Previously, there was only a faint white smoke overflowing, but now there is thick white smoke rising into the sky!
As the white smoke shot into the sky, the ray of light disappeared.
Twilight looked at Angel in surprise, what's going on? Can the illusion resist her traceless light?
At this time, a strange sound of gongs, drums and trumpets emerged from the white mist.
Everyone could not see anything for a moment, and the next second, they found that the environment inside the arena had changed, and they appeared in the hall of a magnificent and luxurious castle.
Chapter completed!