Almost at the same moment, everyone on the boat smelled the tangy aroma of food. Before the feeding center in the hypothalamus issued the "eat" command, their eyes were blurred and they were all caught up in the weaving of the food aroma.
In the fantasy world.
The same is true for Angel.
In front of his eyes, there were all kinds of beautiful and colorful delicacies that made people want to eat them. Coupled with the rich aroma that lingered on the tip of his nose and could not be dispersed, Angel subconsciously reached out and picked up the nearby food.
Grilled chicken legs with honey sauce.
When a certain desire expands infinitely, it can affect all physiological indicators of a person, including reason. In other words, desire can interfere with the brain's reception of information and electrical signals. When desire expands, information cannot safely reach the rational brain. At this time, the master
What a person thinks will be the emotional brain, or the instinctive brain. The essence of human beings is still animals. The instinctive brain is responsible for this part, integrating emotions and desires, and expressing the most primitive instincts like animals.
When the desire to eat filled Angel's brain, he became irrational, his logic was confused, his thinking was blocked, and he was like an animal.
Not only Angel, but all the ordinary people on the ship were controlled by the desire to eat, roaring crazily, and coveting the food in the fantasy world to the greatest extent.
Just when Angel was about to indulge in the craze of appetite, an itch that was even more unbearable than his appetite appeared near the butterfly bone on Angel's back.
There is no way to trace where this itching comes from or where it appears. But it comes with force, like the foam that erupts before the beer is even opened after stumbling all the way, covering it in an instant.
Everything else.
Itchy——
So itchy——
It's like thousands of ants crawling back and forth deep in the bones.
This is the real itch that goes to the bones.
The sudden itching is not all bad, at least the crazy desire to eat is also retreating from this torrent of itching.
As long as there is a gap in anything, there is a possibility of subversion. The same goes for reason. It is originally controlled by emotions and cannot stand up under oppression. But if the emotions relax even a little, the reason will be slightly higher.
The itching made Angel lose his appetite, and he stretched out his hand to scratch repeatedly. However, the itch came and went away quickly. When the itching stopped suddenly, Angel found that his appetite had completely subsided and he had no appetite.
, the illusion woven by the aroma of food can no longer affect his reason.
Angel looked at the various foods that were still floating around him, and felt scared for a while. Because he knew very well that there was some kind of food in the position of the honey-glazed roasted chicken drumstick near him, and it was clearly the lamp wax he usually used.<
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If he ate the lamp wax as chicken legs... Angel trembled violently, the consequences would be disastrous!
He dare not touch those food illusions again.
The one who can create such an illusion is either a naturally gifted sea beast or a wizard with extraordinary power. Angel did not dare to speculate on the intention of extraordinary beings to do this, but he was not willing to be dominated by desire anymore and looked at the delicious food in front of him.
Illusion, he simply closed his eyes with the thought of being out of sight and out of mind.
Perhaps the extraordinary being who created the food illusion did not have too much murderous intention. Angel did not touch the illusion, and the illusion did not come to trouble him again, which made Angel breathe a big sigh of relief.
It was only then that Angel began to recall the memories of the time when he was dominated by appetite.
After a while, Angel touched his back in confusion——
This place is itching again, what is going on? This place has been itching more than once, and every time it is weird, coming and going quickly, and there is nothing strange about it to the touch.
Angel's brows furrowed tightly. He knew very well that there was nothing unusual about the itchy area, at least on the surface. The only unusual thing was probably that during the talent test, he was attacked by a strange person in the 'illusion'.
The woman is scratched.
Angel initially thought it might be an illusion, an illusion created by the Eye of Abiras, because after he finished the talent test, he specifically looked in the mirror and did not find any scars on his back.
But with the recent occurrence of various unusual itches, he began to doubt that maybe that world was not an illusion... but just like the speculation during the talent test at that time, it was a strange world parallel to reality.
The place where the back was scratched may also contain the energy of that weird world, which is why he is in the various situations he is in now.
Angel didn't know whether his guess was correct, but with his current vision, he could only make such a guess.
Will the itching come back? In addition to itching, will there be a worse condition? He doesn't know these. Under the unknown threat, Angel secretly decided in his heart that if he could get through the current crisis, he would do it next time.
When you see Moro, be sure to tell him about him.
Time does not allow him to delay. Who knows if his life will be threatened the next time it itches. Therefore, he can only seek help from Moro at a close distance, instead of waiting until he has learned a lesson before going alone.
Explore.
While Angel was thinking about this, the Bauhinia had already sailed deep into the fog, and a group of people had arrived at the source of the 'Fragrance Fantasy'.
On the back of the huge falcon demon, Sanders, wearing a tall hat and an elegant aristocratic look, remained silent. Flora, with a mysterious smile on her face, sat on the edge of the falcon demon's wings and looked at her with malicious eyes.
Looking at the people standing on the Bauhinia.
On the deck of the Bauhinia, headed by Sabo, five people stood on each side. In addition to the leaders of the three major wizard organizations, Moro and Isli, who had just advanced to the first level wizard apprentice, also stood in.
Flora looked at Sabo and the others for a long time, then suddenly smiled softly, and said in a strange voice that seemed childish and charming: "Hehehe, crazy bear Sabo, when did you become a nanny part-time? With a group of children.
Breastfeeding?"
The leaders of the three wizarding academies, known as "children", lowered their heads silently.
Sabo was so ridiculed by Flora. Although he was angry in his heart, he did not dare to make any move in front of Sanders. He could only pretend not to hear the sarcasm and respond with a cheerful smile.
"Hahaha, the blood witch was joking. It's rare to encounter Greya's restaurant. These ignorant boys want to broaden their horizons." Sabo explained with a haha.
Flora narrowed her beautiful eyes and sneered in her heart. It was a lie to open her eyes. It was true that she wanted to eat and drink in Grea's restaurant... However, Grea was not an easy cook to get along with.
Want to eat for free? No way!
Greya is completely a typical example of the group of lunatics in the 'Candy House'. Even though they are laughing and joking and crazy, they will not give in at all when it comes to matters of principle.
As for Greya's restaurant, there is only one way to enter: have an invitation card.
Without an invitation card, even if you are a legendary wizard, Greya dares to refuse.
This time, in order to enter Greya's restaurant, Sanders spent a lot of money to get a bronze invitation card.
Haha, Flora suddenly looked forward to it, the expressions on these gangsters' faces when they learned the truth.