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His head hurt so much!
It felt like he was about to grow a brain.
Gu Xi pressed both hands to his temples and nearly rolled around on the Evil Coffin.
But he immediately sensed something was wrong, because the two pairs of dark-purple arms had not pressed against the top of his head. Instead, they were pressing a little higher up.
Confusion rose in Gu Xi's heart, and the head being held by those two pairs of dark-purple arms floated before him.
Looking at the strange female head in front of him, Gu Xi's heart stirred.
"Hall... of... Gods!"
The next instant, Gu Xi appeared inside the Hall of Gods.
By now, Gu Xi already understood what was going on.
He had fallen under an illusion.
Only, what had hit him was not the mind illusion he had guarded against in every possible way, but a physical-type illusion.
To put it simply, Gu Xi had been poisoned by a hallucinogen.
This thing did not count as a mind-type effect, so no matter how immune Gu Xi was, it was useless.
It was precisely this thing that had sent Gu Xi back into the scene from before he had taken up his profession.
If Gu Xi had truly believed all of it, then he would have remained forever immersed in that world of striving to take up his profession, ultimately sleeping on until he died.
But now that Gu Xi already knew what was going on, handling it became much simpler.
He did not even need to put on any Red Equipment. Gu Xi's Calamitous Flood Dragon Aura could deal with the things here.
With a thought from Gu Xi, the Calamitous Flood Dragon Aura