Chapter 581 Dragon Girl Loses Control (8,000)

Ifrit's condition looked very bad, with dark brown stripes on her face that looked like tree branches.

Speaking of which, although these tree branch-like marks looked ferocious and fierce, coupled with Ifrit's beautiful appearance, they actually revealed a kind of enchanting charm for a while.

The tree branch-like stripes were still spreading rapidly, and soon they had spread to her slender neck.

The originally slender neck was also dyed with a different color.

In addition, the black mist that was wrapped around her body like a venomous snake was obviously a sign of being possessed when breaking through the level.

Ron frowned.

This situation was unexpected to him.

In Ron's opinion, the two sisters Bai Lan and Bai Yuan were actually more likely to have problems.

Bai Lan and Bai Yuan originally had a certain gap in strength compared to Ifrit, and because they had been bearing the heavy burden of the life and death of the orcs, especially Bai Lan, the mental pressure was extremely exaggerated.

Pressure sometimes becomes motivation.

But more often, pressure is a torture.

Being under such intense pressure and in a tense state, Bai Lan and Bai Yuan are likely to lose control of their minds when they are trying to break through.

For example, if they were to experience the seven-layer illusion, and the illusion showed the destruction of the entire orc tribe, with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses, it would be easy to stimulate the spirits of the two sisters.

Once the spirit is out of control, it is a state of obsession.

Moreover, even if this process is forcibly interrupted by external interference, the two sisters can temporarily overcome this difficulty, but the danger has not been eliminated, but is well hidden.

When they try to break through the next level, this will still become a breakthrough point for mental breakdown.

In comparison, Ifrit's spirit is more resilient.

As a dragon girl, Ifrit's will is already very strong.

Secondly, Ifrit has experienced a lot since she was a child. After she was born, she was disliked by her parents, hated by her brothers and sisters, and rejected by the dragon tribe. In the end, she was expelled from the Dragon Valley.

Then the Dragon Valley was destroyed, she was seriously injured, wandered in the human world, and suffered torture and humiliation.

One thing after another had already trained Ifrit's spirit to be as hard as steel, and it would not be easily shaken.

That was why Ifrit's loss of control shocked Ron even more.

He did not easily wake Ifrit up, but endured the strong discomfort coming from Ifrit, walked over step by step, walked to Ifrit's side, and sat down silently.

Although Ifrit was in a very special state now, she seemed to still have a slight sense of what was happening in the outside world.

As if she had noticed Ron's appearance, Ifrit's long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

This appearance made Ron slightly happy in his heart, it seemed that Ifrit's obsession was not too serious.

To be honest, in this case, apart from forcibly waking Ifrit up, what should be done to make Ifrit break free from the obsession, Ron had no good way.

He thought about it for a while, and then silently grasped one of Ifrit's little hands in his palm.

When Ron first touched Ifrit's hand, his body trembled slightly.

Perhaps because of the obsession, Ifrit's hand was cold... cold and piercing.

But Ron did not let go of Ifrit's hand, but wrapped it in his palm.

He stared at Ifrit silently, and he believed that Ifrit would be able to hear his voice: "Don't worry, I'm here for you. No matter what happens, I'll be by your side."

Ron was trying to awaken Ifrit's reason. If that didn't work, he could only use rough means to forcibly bring Ifrit's soul out of the illusion.

I don't know if Ifrit was not deeply possessed, or if Ron and Ifrit really had a telepathic connection.

Ron's voice seemed to have been fully conveyed to Ifrit.

He could feel that Ifrit's little hand turned slightly in his palm, and then it returned to calm, motionless, and even the eyelashes that were originally trembling rapidly gradually calmed down.

Ifrit was trying her best to gather her chaotic energy, and the originally violent and frenzied breath was gradually calming down in some way.

Even the dark brown spots on her neck stopped spreading, but were gradually shrinking.

...

In the illusion, Ifrit exhaled heavily.

A confident smile suddenly appeared on her haggard face.

She raised her head, and in front of her was a man... or a giant dragon transformed into a man.

To be fair, he was a very charming man.

He was more handsome and handsome than her own master, and his figure was more upright. It was like the most exquisite sculpture on the Dusk Continent, gathering all the beauty in himself.

The man's figure was like a jade sculpture, with almost no flaws on his body, perfect enough to make one breathtaking. The two golden dragon horns on his forehead were not strange at all, but rather made him look more noble.

The Golden Dragon Prince, Mansfield.

He is also Ifrit's brother.

Although Ifrit didn't have any good feelings for this so-called brother in her heart.

When she was a child, Ifrit was born with a white eye, and this trait made her get bullied a lot.

As a brother, he should not watch his sister being bullied. Unfortunately, as the dragon prince, Mansfield pays the most attention to bloodline and dignity.

Having a sister who is different from others is directly regarded as the greatest shame by Mansfield. He can't tolerate such a thing at all. Among all the dragons who bullied Ifrit, Mansfield is definitely the cruelest one.

I don't know how many times Mansfield couldn't help but want to kill this sister quietly.

As long as the sister dies, the dignity of the royal family can be protected.

In the dragon clan, internal fighting is strictly prohibited.

Even if Mansfield is very talented, if he really kills his sister with his own hands, he will inevitably be rejected by other dragons. At that time, let alone becoming the future dragon king, I am afraid that even the position of dragon prince will not be kept.

When Ifrit was expelled, Mansfield was definitely the one who laughed the happiest. He didn't know how many times he prayed in his heart that Ifrit, a monster, had lost the protection of the dragon clan. It would be great if he died outside the Dragon Valley because of some messy accident.

Naturally, Ifrit didn't like Mansfield, her brother, and could even be said to hate him to the extreme.

Ifrit didn't know why Mansfield's image suddenly appeared in front of her.

She was originally experiencing the seven illusions. Just as Mr. said, the seven illusions were full of dangers, but Ifrit's spirit was tough enough.

The first illusion, the illusion of lust, Ifrit passed through it easily.

She was not the kind of woman who would indulge in pleasure.

Although she liked Ron in her heart, she never took the initiative to show it.

For Ifrit, the days of being able to accompany Mr. now have made Ifrit quite satisfied. That is the happiness she has never experienced.

She cherishes such a life and doesn't want to destroy this life because of any accidents.

She knew that she was a dragon after all.

Even if Mr. could accept fox girls, elves, and even angels, it was still unknown whether he could accept a dragon.

Therefore, even if she occasionally had some different ideas in her heart, Ifrit would control her inner feelings very well. Moreover, as she stayed with Ron for a longer time, Ifrit's aesthetics were gradually changing.

The dozens of majestic male dragons that appeared in the fantasy of lust and evil were not attractive to Ifrit at all. In comparison, Ifrit still preferred Mr.'s style.

The second fantasy, the fantasy of killing.

Ifrit still spent it easily.

Once upon a time, Ifrit really wanted to wash the world with blood and send all those who had bullied her to hell.

But after meeting Mr., she had been redeemed.

No matter how much blood was stained on her hands, Ifrit would never indulge in killing again.

She would not let killing control her mind.

The third environment, the fantasy of greed.

This level of illusion was not at all stressful for Ifrit.

Although a mountain of gold and silver appeared directly in front of her, it was a pity that the seemingly dazzling luster had no attraction for Ifrit. No matter how high the silver mountain was, could it have the dragon bones and dragon scales in her storage ring?

No matter how many gold mountains there were, could they be more valuable than the dragon crystals in the ring?

As a member of the dragon, even if she was expelled, Ifrit knew very well what dragon crystals, dragon scales, and dragon bones were like in the Dusk Continent.

Compared with the treasures in the storage ring, the mountains of gold and silver in front of her were not much different from lumps of earth.

The fourth level of illusion, the gluttony illusion.

This level of illusion was somewhat stressful for Ifrit and brought a little trouble.

When she was very young, Ifrit was expelled from the Dragon Valley.

Although she had the blood of a dragon, those beasts and monsters, under the pressure of the dragon blood, did not dare to hunt Ifrit easily, but it was not easy for Ifrit to get food.

Even now, Ifrit will never forget how she survived when she was a child. She was a dragon, but she could only rely on insects, earthworms, and even weeds and leaves to maintain her life.

Finally, Ifrit grew up and finally didn't have to suffer from hunger and cold.

But she never thought that the Dragon Valley would be destroyed.

The strong impact from the Temple of Dusk almost tore Ifrit into pieces.

Although she survived, she was seriously injured, and her strength that she had grown up with great difficulty was reduced to the pre-liberation period.

She was a princess of the dragon royal family, but she could only beg like a beggar in the human world and search through trash cans just to find a little food to fill her stomach.

It was these many reasons that made Ifrit become quite greedy.

Even after meeting Ron, this character could not be changed.

For Ifrit, when she has the chance to fill her stomach, she must not be polite and must fill her stomach to the brim, otherwise who knows when she will be hungry again.

That's why, when she saw the shelves full of various delicacies in front of her in the gluttony illusion, Ifrit almost pounced on them.

Fortunately, Ifrit was still very clear-headed at this time. She still remembered Ron's instructions and knew the horror of this seven-layer illusion.

In the gluttony illusion, if you can resist the appetite and not eat a bite of food, the whole illusion will be relatively easy to pass. But once you can't resist and eat a bite, the feeling of hunger in your stomach will become stronger and stronger.

In the end, this strong feeling of hunger will even affect the practitioner's mind, making the practitioner completely immersed in the appetite and unable to break free, until the end, he will eat himself to death.

This level of illusion is a very difficult test for Ifrit, she can only rely on her willpower to endure it.

Hungry, the stomach and intestines in the stomach are constantly moving, and saliva is flowing all over the floor. Many times, Ifrit can't resist the temptation and stuff the food in front of her into her mouth.

Ifrit doesn't know how long it has been, it may be a few days, or it may be a few years.

Just when Ifrit felt that she was about to go crazy, this illusion finally passed.

It was this gluttony illusion that consumed a lot of Ifrit's energy, causing Ifrit's spirit to fall into a state of weakness, making it extremely difficult for Ifrit to deal with the next fifth illusion, the arrogance illusion, and the sixth illusion, the rage illusion.

When Ifrit relied on a breath to survive the rage illusion, she felt that she was exhausted.

Especially her spirit was already exhausted, and Ifrit even felt that as long as she lay on the ground, she would fall asleep instantly.

It was in such a bad state that Ifrit finally ushered in the seventh illusion, the jealousy illusion.

It was at this time that Mansfield suddenly appeared in front of Ifrit.

When Ifrit just saw Mansfield, she felt a strong flame surging in her chest. She hated Mansfield and hated him. When he bullied her, she wanted to kill him.

However, no matter what she thought in her heart, Ifrit was also very clear about what her true feelings for Mansfield were... envy and jealousy.

That's right, she was jealous of Mansfield.

She and Mansfield were twins... No, according to the dragon's reproduction method, they should have hatched from dragon eggs on the same day.

With this relationship, they should have been the closest siblings.

But because she was born with white eyes, the two were destined to have completely different fates from the moment they were born.

Ifrit was jealous. Why did Mansfield receive careful care and nurturing from his mother since he was a child, but when it came to her, only leftovers were left. Even if she just wanted to ask her mother for a hug, she would be pushed away by her mother with disgust?

Ifrit was jealous. Why was Mansfield the most popular little prince in the dragon clan, while she would only attract disgusted looks no matter where she went?

She could not forget that her father looked at her brother with gentleness and expectation, but looked at her with coldness and murderous intent, as if looking at a piece of dirty garbage.

Even in the dragon's nest, Ifrit could still feel her father's eyes sweeping over her from time to time, a look that wanted to tear her apart and eat her alive.

She had worked so hard to practice, and her strength improved faster than her brother, so why did her father never want to look at her with such a gentle look?

Even for a glance.

Ifrit could not forget that when her brother was chosen and appointed as the Dragon Prince, the next heir to the Dragon King, everyone was celebrating, and she could only be driven out of the Dragon Valley by several ferocious dragons.

No matter how hard she shouted and begged, her parents seemed to be unable to hear her, and their eyes would always stay on her brother.

And she could only leave the Dragon Valley in humiliation, fear, despair, pain and sadness, looking back every three steps.

Once upon a time, she was jealous of Mansfield.

Jealous to the point of going crazy.

At such a young age, Ifrit subconsciously thought that it was Mansfield, her brother, who took away all the love and glory that belonged to her.

As she grew up, especially after the destruction of Dragon Valley and meeting Mr., the happy life had made Ifrit forget the pain she had experienced.

However, until this moment, Ifrit realized that the jealousy in her heart had never disappeared. It had always been there, but it was just carefully hidden.

When she saw Mansfield again, all the suppressed jealousy erupted like a volcano!

Chapter 2 is here