Chapter 1534: Chapter 1534
The battles on the other side were also not worth mentioning.
When the necromancer was held back and the six-armed serpent demon lunged at him, what was left was him being cut into several pieces.
After the necromancer and the dragon sorcery wraith were torn into skeletal remains, and he did not capture any soul essence belonging to them, Gaven was almost certain that everything happening before him was an illusion technique, a top-tier soul illusion.
This illusion was not about creating a set scene for rigid role-playing.
Instead, it evolves based on your own abilities, making you involuntarily immerse yourself in it.
He had already more or less guessed that the purpose of this illusion was to see if the protagonist, when placed in the desperate situation Anka once faced, could choose to protect his lieges like the Cloak King did, relentlessly moving forward despite knowing the perilous and potentially irreversible path ahead.
Even the slightest hesitation or conflict would lead to the failure and termination of the trial.
The courage to charge at a dragon sorcery wraith is not something everyone possesses.
Especially those young lords from Sambia, even if they don’t wet their pants in this true illusion, their education and own nature dictate that they would turn and run.
And this is just the basic condition for the true illusion to continue, to truly pass it, one must possess the strength to defeat the necromancer and the dragon sorcery wraith.
Otherwise, even if one were to inherit Anka’s legacy, they would follow in his footsteps.
Because like witches, dragon sorcery wraiths have their own life caskets, and when they die in transformation or their physical form is destroyed, their souls can return directly to their life caskets regardless of distance.
A witch can occupy a humanoid corpse near the life casket to reconvert into a primitive witch zombie.
While a dragon sorcery wraith needs to occupy a medium or larger-sized reptilian creature or giant dragon corpse to transform it into their new body; the more the corpse matches its previous body (like a true dragon), the lower the difficulty, and vice versa (like a dinosaur corpse), once it fails to occupy, it can never occupy that body again but can continue to try to occupy other suitable bodies.
A dragon sorcery wraith in primitive state retains its original will and memory but lacks the original life dice and spell immunity, can’t speak, cast spells, or inflict cold damage, nor can it use breath or instill fear like a dragon sorcery wraith.
Its hit points, speed, and defense are temporarily calculated based on the occupied corpse, and the primitive dragon sorcery wraith can directly transform into its complete dragon sorcery wraith form by devouring at least ten percent of its original body, if unable to do so, it can only transform the newly occupied body by massively absorbing negative energy.
The time needed to restore the strength of its complete form is greatly related to the strength of the occupied body, the closer the body is to its full-form strength, the shorter the restoration time, and vice versa.
This is why witches and dragon sorcery wraiths are keen on collecting bodies similar in size to their own; their life caskets are often hidden in extremely secretive places and usually surrounded by numerous corpses.
To kill a dragon sorcery wraith, merely slaying its physical form is not enough; you must find its life casket and completely destroy it before it successfully occupies a new body.
This applies under normal circumstances.
With Gaven’s undead divinity, he shouldn’t need to be so cumbersome; after all, he can sever the marks of devils and demons, preventing them from resurrecting at home, let alone a dragon sorcery wraith, which directly falls under the undead category, utterly suitable for him.
After the necromancer and dragon sorcery wraith died successively, everything before Gaven’s eyes disappeared completely like a mirror image.
He was not in the open manor of Anka Estate; rather, he found himself in the mansion hall.
It was a standard lord’s hall, with two rows of chairs on the left and right, and at the end stood a lord’s chair.
The hall was fully occupied, but sitting there were not people, but ghosts, all familiar faces, many of whom he could even name, because in the true illusion earlier, he had seen them, even chatted with them.
Without exception, they were the cloak warriors who once fought across the valley with Anka.
Sitting on the lord’s seat was also a figure, even in spiritual form, his visage was still covered by a turban and mask, his strong body wrapped in a large red cloak, the very owner of this place, the Cloak King Anka.
For a moment, Gaven couldn’t determine whether he was now in reality or another illusion realm, anyhow he still did not see the figure of Regina.
All the ghosts’ gazes were simultaneously fixed on Gaven. Anka rose first, laughing heartily: "Good, good, good, our over three hundred years of waiting have not been in vain; finally, someone who can inherit our legacy and keep moving forward has appeared, as per the old rules, a collective vote; are you satisfied with this young man’s performance before you?"
"That kind of relentless vigor truly has the style of our days back then, but illusion remains an illusion; under such circumstances, many things are disguised, and his extraordinary means, possessing the strength to defeat the opponent, was without reservation, so in terms of character, it still needs further verification." Follow current novels on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽