"Fuck, lunatic, fucking lunatic."
"CNM, Old Second, you sneaky bastard. Don't let me get out of here. I'll fucking kill you."
In another dimly lit Emergency Exit.
Ma Fangshan sprinted at full speed.
Only his breathing and footsteps broke the silence.
Five minutes later.
Ma Fangshan realized something was wrong.
With his strength, running down from the top floor should have taken less than a minute.
But several minutes had already passed, and he was still in the stairwell.
He bent over and looked down through the gaps between the stairs. It seemed he was still in the top-floor Emergency Exit.
He checked the floor number again.
The number 38 stood out.
"A ghost loop?"
Cold sweat instantly poured down Ma Fangshan's body.
He had sprinted for several minutes only to stay in the same place?
"No, no." Ma Fangshan drew a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"Illusion. Right, it's an illusion."
"But... when the fuck did Old Ninth learn illusions?"
Ma Fangshan gradually began to crack.
How could a lunatic like Old Ninth possibly know illusions?
That left only one possibility.
Another master of illusions was lying in ambush for him.
"Old Ninth, you think an illusion can hold me? Once an illusion is seen through, it's useless!"
Ma Fangshan roared while trying to reassure himself.
At the same time, he drew a dagger and slashed his arm, attempting to break the illusion through pain.
The next moment.
Ma Fangshan raised his hand in bewilderment.
His bleeding palm and the searing pain.
Both reminded him that this was real.
Yet nothing in the Emergency Exit changed.
"Impossible. Impossible."
For the first time, Ma Fangshan felt fear.
He knew he was in an illusion, but he didn't know how to break it.
With ordinary illusions, once the victim