When Julius could see clearly, everything in front of him had changed. The change was so great that he stopped breathing in fright. His heart fiercely twitched a few times, and then violently beat.
In front of him was no longer the dark hall with purple light. The ceiling had disappeared, the pillars had disappeared, the walls had disappeared, and even most of the floor had disappeared. Only the place where he was now standing still had the floor. Otherwise, he would have fallen into the void in front of him.
In Julius's surroundings, except for the altar beside him, everything else had disappeared.
There was only endless darkness around him.
The darkness with no end and no light was indeed frightening, but this was not what Julius was most afraid and shocked.
In front of his eyes, there was a skeleton.
Looking at the size of this skeleton, it didn't seem to be an adult. The skeleton looked like a woman's.
There was an iron chain hanging around its neck, floating in the air. Its black eye sockets were staring at him.
If Julius was not mistaken, the position of this skeleton was where the girl was standing just now.
Seeing a skeleton up close, Julius sucked in a breath.
If this was the girl he was talking to just now, then Julius's eyes were blind. Or, it should be said, as Olga said, what Julius saw was not real.
The iron chain around the skeleton's neck came from above. Julius looked up and saw something he had never seen before, something he had never even seen in his dreams.
It was a huge head with two horns. Its skin blended into the darkness, and its face was covered with chapped cracks. What flowed from those cracks was not blood, but a purple glowing liquid. Its eyes emitted a purple light, and its eyeballs were already half the size of Julius. It was staring at him from top to bottom.
Its head was huge enough, even bigger than the place where Julius was standing. It looked like a huge rock was going to fall down, but this huge rock did not fall.
Julius could not see its body, only its head and neck. Its neck was wrapped with an iron chain, connected to the skeleton in front of Julius. It seemed that it was using the skeleton as jewelry.
If Julius had only heard tales of demons and devils in the conversations of travellers and in the poems of bards, and most of those tales were not true, he could now proudly tell them that he had actually come face to face with these creatures of legend.
If the thing in front of him was not a demon, then it was a devil. Other than this, he really could not think of any other creature that could look like this, nor could he think of any kind of friendly existence that would look like this.
Yes, Julius absolutely did not believe that such a huge existence in front of him had kindness. Until just now, it even let the skeleton hanging on its neck imitate the posture of a young girl to communicate with Julius, trying to guide him to put on the magical headband.
Now, Julius did not believe that the existence in front of him would have such kindness. As for the so-called chosen hero, it seemed to be a trick to deceive people.
The headband in Julius's hand was no longer silver with a mysterious beauty. Its real appearance was a rusty iron headband, and the inner part of the headband was covered with dense iron spikes. Those iron spikes formed a circle, like a strange eyeless fish opening its bloody mouth.
Julius felt that if he put this thing on his head, his skull would probably be bitten off.
The existence in front of him was too huge, and it shocked Julius's heart.
He opened his mouth wide, looked at the eyes from above, and said nothing. Even Olga's voice seemed to be far away, and the voice in his mind was getting softer and softer.
The demon lowered its head and stared at Julius who was frozen there. "It's a pity, you should wear the hero's crown and get the strength and glory you deserve."
The demon's voice echoed in the endless darkness. It was not as loud as thunder, but it was not as soft as a bird's cry.
This voice, like Olga's voice, appeared in Julius's mind, and with heavy echoes, the voice became distorted. He could not tell whether it was the voice of a man or a woman, old or young — if the demon in front of him had such a thing as gender.
"If I wear this thing, my head will probably be gone."
Julius finally spoke. "And this can't make me a hero — I'll probably only be something destroyed by the hero."
The demon laughed, and Julius's heart was pounding.
"Only the winner can become a hero. If the so-called hero dies in your hands, then you are naturally a hero."
"This is not the same as the heroes I know."
The demon's eyes narrowed slightly, as if it was looking at something interesting. At least, Julius did not think this was the look it should have when looking at a person.
"Your hero, the hatred of others … If you can't understand this, you can't even be a clown — just a mediocre mortal."
Olga's voice sounded in Julius's mind again: Don't communicate with it, it's still trying to confuse you!
Hearing Olga's voice, Julius unconsciously shouted, "But, other than communicating with it, I can't do anything else!
You can't expect me to deal with a demon that can eat me in one bite alone! "
The demon's head came a little closer, which made Julius feel even more pressure.
It looked at Julius with interest. "I see … an old soul, with the power of the crystal, wants to protect you.
Unfortunately, this new crystal is too weak.
Your protector can't stop me. "
Julius took a few steps back and leaned against the altar. He reached to the side and wanted to pick up his cross sword, but the cross sword had disappeared.
The dagger on the altar was also gone, as if it had never existed.
Now he only had the Ring of Terror in his hand, but this thing obviously could not be used as a weapon.
Julius simply threw this thing aside.
The Ring of Terror fell into the darkness, fell down, and soon disappeared.
The demon looked at all this and did not seem to mind Julius doing this.
"You threw away a good thing."
The demon said, "This is not a problem, I have endless treasures here, as long as you want to get power, everything can be yours."
"Is it better than that Ring of Terror that can bite off my skull?" Julius said.
Olga's voice continued to echo in Julius's mind.
Boy, all of this is an illusion, everything in front of you is still fake, if you don't wake up …
"Enough, this conversation does not need a third person." The demon's voice interrupted Olga's words. Julius did not hear Olga's words.
"This is his dream, not yours, old man."
The demon looked straight at Julius's eyes and burst out a dazzling purple light, enveloping Julius.
Julius felt a strong pressure, which made his body unable to move.
Julius's pupils were once again dyed purple, but this time, Julius did not passively accept it.
He was struggling, his eyelids were violently twitching, but it seemed to be completely useless.
The demon seemed to have lost its patience.
Olga's voice exploded in Julius's mind like thunder — — You are just an illusion, I will not let you succeed.
Julius's eyes burst out white light again, the white light formed a beam, shining on the demon's face.
The light burned the demon's cracked face, making it roar in pain.
It closed its eyes and raised its head to avoid the light that was tormenting it.
This also allowed Julius to see its upper body.
Its head was huge enough, when Julius saw its upper body, his breathing almost stopped.
The dark and strong body was covered in purple veins and cracks. They were so dense that it was intimidating.
The demon tore off the skull hanging on its neck as an accessory and threw it aside. "This trial belongs to him alone, you broke the rules, old man!
You can defeat your own nightmare, but you can't defeat his own nightmare on behalf of others — — You, are too arrogant. "It opened its mouth, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.
In the depths of its mouth, purple light gathered, forming a bright purple ball of light. This ball of light looked very unstable, the light kept leaking out of its mouth, it looked like it was spitting out purple gas.
Even if Julius did not understand the situation, he knew that it was definitely not something good.
The purple light in the demon's mouth seemed to be something that could be spat out, and it was definitely not something harmless.
A sparkling and translucent crystal appeared in front of Julius.
The crystal floated in the air, just like the first time Julius saw the headband.
And this crystal had a shape that Julius was very familiar with, it looked like a sword, a cross-shaped longsword — — It was the weapon that Julius had always regarded as a treasure.
Olga's voice continued to ring in Julius' ears, and it sounded quite anxious.
Use it, Julius, use it to protect yourself.
"Can this protect me?"
Julius said, but he still held the crystal-like sword in his hand, it was better than sitting there empty-handed.
Trust me.
Olga's answer was very short, but Julius felt very relieved.