Arcane Lord

So Person hesitated unsurprisingly. His truest heart told him that it was best not to do the next thing, otherwise he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

But the projection in front of him was already urging him, "Destroy the factory below quickly. This is the best attack angle to activate the magic staff. Then you can go to the teleportation point and return to the secret palace."

If the factory below is a heavily guarded place, and he has managed to sneak in after many difficulties, then Person may follow the mission instructions and destroy such an important place that the alliance is strictly guarding.

But what he actually saw was an almost undefended civilian workshop, and there was also a group of civilian workers who got along well with each other. This made Person how to do it.

After thinking about it, he spoke directly to the air in front of him, knowing that Isloda would be able to hear it——

"Didn't you say before that you can avoid killing civilians? Now it's hard to directly activate the magic staff without causing harm to the civilians below, right?"

Isloda did not answer directly, but the projection in front of Person had turned blood red little by little. This change seemed to illustrate Isroda's attitude.

Person's heart sank a little bit more completely, but he still didn't take action, and the situation became deadlocked.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the projection in front of Person finally changed. Although it was not what he expected to see, some change was better than no change at all——

"Yangyan and Binghen have completed their mission. The Alliance and Elan will respond soon. You have the last three minutes. When the time is up, I will declare your mission failed."

Isloda did not explain the consequences of the failure clearly, but Person knew that it would not be a good result, but he still did not take action. Instead, he tried to persuade Isloda:

"Is it the idea of ​​the Illuminati to kill civilians at will? Can this method really allow demons to live openly and honestly in the North?"

Resistance should have a bottom line. Being a victim does not mean that you have the privilege to do whatever you want. If there is no bottom line for resistance, what is the difference between you and the original perpetrator? Even worse!

But Person's questioning was destined to be fruitless, and Isloda just kept indifferently reminding him of the countdown to mission failure.

"Think about the civilians down here if they had your friends and relatives? Would you still give the order to destroy them so calmly?"

"I have no friends or relatives who are accomplices of the alliance. Let me remind you again that you have two minutes. This is enough time for you to complete your mission and evacuate safely."

Although what Person saw as Isloda's response was a projected text, at this moment he felt the other party's indifference from the bottom of his heart, which made him think of Isloda's background——

He seems to have an extraordinary background, and is still related to the Guardian of the Morning Light, the high mage whom Person might have never come into contact with in his life.

Would such a highborne really care about the common people? What about the demon descendants? What kind of existence does it look like to them?

Person couldn't answer this question, and he didn't even dare to think about it. The truth was too cruel, and he had fallen into it too deeply, and he could no longer get out on his own.

——Maybe I can try to do what I want to do while preserving myself!

"Um?"

Person was suddenly shocked. Although he already deeply regretted meeting Isloda again, and even more regretted being involved in the Illuminati, he would still be quite hesitant if he really wanted to resist.

So how did this idea come about? Person tried to trace the origin of this idea, but after thinking about it, it all came from his true heart. Thinking is one thing, doing it is another.

——I can actually do it!

Person was really frightened now. He thought that such an idea could never come from him, or at least it was contrary to what he had thought at the last moment.

"Is what Isloda said true? Can the alliance really use the computing power pool to invade the demon's consciousness? But I'm not a demon? And I'm not wearing a computing power pool connector now!"

——No, so many mages in the North have not discovered the alliance's conspiracy. In comparison, the probability of Isloda lying is higher!

"Who? Who are you?" Isloda yelled in consciousness.

Now he was finally sure that there was an unknown existence hidden in his consciousness. This method was so clever that he couldn't tell which thoughts were actually generated by him and which ones could be guided by the unknown existence.

Even if it weren't for the sudden change in his heart this time, he wouldn't have noticed anything unusual at all. Thinking of coexisting with such a being in the past, Person couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

——I must be crazy to imagine such an existence, I am me, I am Person.

"I must be crazy, I actually imagined such an existence, I am me, I am Person." Person looked at his heart again, he felt that he must have been driven crazy by Isloda.

But the idea of ​​"being yourself" has taken root in his heart. Person has scolded himself more than once. If it weren't for his indecision, why would he be led by Isloda step by step.

The acquaintance with the other party was full of drama from the very beginning. If he could have woken up earlier and refused earlier, maybe he wouldn't have reached this point.

Now, in order to save himself, he had to obey the other party's orders, but at the same time, he didn't want to do whatever the other party said like in the past. He had to have his own ideas!

Thinking of this, Person instantly strengthened his will. Although he was still a little hesitant and a little fearful when he took action, he had already taken the first step.

...

Magic instrument factory.

Under the leadership of the technical backbone of the Tower of Time, the factory has successfully completed the trial production. In addition, it was the Midsummer Festival, and Elan decided to take advantage of the sun not setting significantly to hold a small Midsummer celebration for these human friends from the Tower of Time.

It was actually a carnival. Even if the elves were grateful, they would not change their beliefs for humans, so there was a celebration scene without the Lord of Glory.

But soon, someone found that a black spot suddenly appeared in the sky. The discoverer was a human. At first, he thought that he and others had neglected the Lord of Glory and triggered the divine punishment.

But as an elf also found something strange, the Tower of Time wizard finally determined that it was not a divine punishment, but an unknown spellcaster who seemed to be observing the factory from a high altitude.

"Have you received any relevant notification?" The mage immediately asked the person in charge of Elan, a tall and muscular golden elf.

"No, maybe it was from Yeerlan."

"I didn't receive any notification either, maybe it was the enemy."

The words of the Yeerlan elf seemed to trigger the alarm in the hearts of all observers present. The person in charge of the factory on the Elan side immediately shouted: "You all report to your superiors, I will gather the soldiers outside."