Kapitel 360: Gathering of Supernaturals

"I placed an illusion around the house," Angor said to Baal as he sat down on a sofa. "I call it the 'trap of mental demons'. It arouses anything you fear most from the depth of your mind."

Baal shivered. As he expected, it was really something created by this wizard. And… it was only an illusion? He still couldn't forget how those ghosts choked him like it was a real deal.

"So, you stepped into the illusion, but how did you get out?" Angor asked curiously. He added something else in that simple illusion to trick people's sense of direction.

Angor discovered how to maximize the effect of illusions by blocking the human's five senses some time ago, and he was getting better and better when he learned how to use nightmare illusions.

Both Lady Mirror and Sunders highly praised his theory. So how did Baal—a mortal—escape from the illusion so easily?

"Mister Dodoro brought me back, sir," Baal said.

Dodoro?