Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 593 The True God

"You can touch any reality in the illusion you see."

"This is a real creation of the fog on the island. I have studied them for a long time and done many tests before I discovered this rule."

The apprentice slowly narrated everything he knew.

"What's the matter with the gods?"

The girl stood on one side, her jade-like face was as exquisite as an ancient painting, and her dark eyes seemed to reflect the galaxy of the universe.

The fundus of the eyes seemed to be empty, but they were dazzling.

Yin Mang's tone was indifferent, with a clear and elegant voice, showing traces of mistyness and indifference: "The old turtle said that he once felt a huge aura of awe-inspiring aura on the island."

"It also acquired the ability to communicate with everything from the island."

"This ability cannot be bestowed by a mortal."

"God, not us."

"It's this tower."

With a low voice, the disciple raised his hand hanging by his side and pointed to the tall tower standing beside him.

He looked at the tower with awe in his eyes.

"I don't know much about the tower."

The disciple spoke softly.

"I lived on this island for three years before I met Master. Master has been studying the mysteries of the tower. He told me the grand plan of becoming an immortal. Everything we do is for this plan."

Yin Mang lowered his eyes.

"This tower gave them new talents and abilities?"

The girl gently rubbed her chin with her hand, showing a thoughtful expression.

This tower not only provided the energy to heal the injuries of the soul, although the injuries had not yet healed.

However, it is much more stable than before.

Unexpectedly, even the power of the gods in the mouth of the old turtle came from this tower?

"Tell me specifically, the function of this tower."

Ying Muzhi spoke softly.

The man's voice was warm and hoarse, and there was a hint of air-conditioning in his voice.

There was even a deep coldness hidden in his eyes.

"Specifically, I'm not very clear."

While thinking about it, the disciple said: "The function of the first floor of the tower is partly similar to that of the fog.

"The illusion brought about by the fog is finally real. And the location you stepped into last night, the illusion mechanism of the first-floor tower, these illusions come from reality."

"That's all I know."

"These results are the conclusions I have drawn from my experience of comprehensively recording and testing the people who entered the tower for so many years."

"As for the god's gift you mentioned, it is also the ability they got in the illusion of the tower."

"Of ten people who enter the tower, seven will die in their own illusion. The remaining ones who wake up from the illusion will receive the so-called god's gift."

The disciple lowered his head, his deeply sunken eyes were cloudy and vicissitudes, he could not see any hope, only darkness.

"So, what did you get?"

Yin Mang raised his eyebrows slightly after listening to all the disciple's narration.

The sun gradually rose to the sky, and the golden streamer brought patches of warm light.

The girl folded her arms around her chest, the clothes on her body were somewhat torn, and her fair cheeks were still dirty.

The disciple raised his eyes slightly, and met Yin Mang's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The girl's expression was cold, her bright red lips were half turned up, and the smile on her lips was like a spring and summer flower, gorgeous and gorgeous.

"Since all living people can get gifts, you wouldn't say that you are so unlucky that you didn't get anything?"

Yin Mang's question hit the nail on the head.

It hit the center straight.

(End of this chapter)