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Chapter 620, Page 619: Cat Time
Nafiel was the first to emerge from the winding, dusty hidden mine tunnels and step into the incredibly spacious eighth smelting level of the Temple of the Clarity.

Behind them, the seven people from the boundary between reality and illusion quietly followed one by one.

Her sense of unease and disbelief had almost reached its peak.

Many of the direct passages to the Temple of the Clarity exist as secret passages, and even the Church of Eternal Night only learned of some of them with the help of an insider.

But these seven guys behind him, who claimed to have never set foot in the Temple of the Clarity, were surprisingly familiar with every fork in the road, every inconspicuous mark, and even every low rocky peak that required bending down to avoid.

There was no hesitation in his movements; he was as skilled as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard.

Evil door.

As she walked, she frowned, her gaze sweeping over the ditch filled with solidified black slag at her feet and the towering rock pillars around her, trying to find that figure.

After a while, she stopped.

At the top of a rock pillar nearly 4 meters above the ground, a black cat lazily scratched itself with its hind legs.

It was entirely black, without a single stray hair, and its fur was as smooth as the finest black jade, blending almost perfectly into the shadows at the top of the rock pillar.

Nafiel glanced at Jiang Heyi beside him, swallowed hard, and stepped forward.

"Lenacia, it seems the teleportation array has malfunctioned, and you're trapped here. Do you need me to tell you where the secret passage is?"

The black cat, Lenalasia, scratched at the edge of the rock wall with its front paws and stretched lazily.

"Let's put that aside for now. I'm just curious why you erased the mark I left inside that slime king?"

With a strand of hair twirling between his fingertips, Nafiel said casually, "I'll borrow it to solve some trouble."

"Those people behind you?" Lenalya's golden eyes glanced at the people at the boundary between reality and illusion, her pupils shrinking to a thin line in the dim light.

"That's it."

The black cat landed lightly with a leap, its paws making no sound.

With a few quick steps, it nimbly climbed onto a crooked, overturned smelting platform, gaining eye level with everyone else.

It moved extremely close, its golden eyes scrutinizing each member on the boundary between reality and illusion, as if assessing a pile of lifeless goods.

“He’s just an ordinary guy. I don’t see any reason why he would do this. Even if he wanted to completely control me, there’s no need to erase all my marks.”

Nafiel was screaming inside.

That's right!

Yes!

You'd better realize it now, I did it on purpose!

These people are intruders; hidden among them is a terrifying mental mage whose abilities far surpass hers.

As the only two high-level mental mages in Eternal Night, they usually had a very bad relationship. However, because they were interdependent, Nafiel wished he could blurt out the correct answer so that Lenashia could take action immediately.

Lenalsia's tail flicked impatiently from side to side, tapping against the metal table with a soft thud. "Nafir, I'm getting more and more annoyed with you."

"Same school of thought, same choice of puppets and mental magic."

"Now, even when attacking those who are 'pure,' they have to secretly compete with each other, which makes me uncomfortable?"

Nafiel gritted his teeth.

All her hints and unusual behavior were misinterpreted by the other party as pointless competition.

That being the case...

She complied.

"Are you done talking? I'm leaving now."

Lenalya swung her tail faster. Given the sensitive timing, she didn't want to get entangled any longer and decided to avoid the problem altogether.

One figure after another walked through the shadows in front of her. Her always slightly narrowed golden cat eyes were full of scrutiny, yet showed no real interest whatsoever.

What is so special about her that it would make such an arrogant guy like Nafiel personally make the trip, even going so far as to erase her mark and use the Slime King?
Could it be a high-ranking member of the Clarity faction who has returned from abroad?
When her gaze swept over Jiang Heyi, a strange feeling welled up deep within Lenaliya's heart.

The feeling was like a tiny pebble thrown into a calm lake; the ripples were slight, but real.

It was her almost instinctive experience, accumulated over the years through countless dangers and perils, that was giving her a vague warning.

It's not based on a clear magical intensity or external threat, but rather on a mysterious, keen sense of "abnormalities."

But when she focused her attention and tried to perceive it carefully, the strange feeling slipped away like a slippery fish.

The feedback was crystal clear: he was an utterly ordinary 6th-tier mage.

Their magical power is stable but never outstanding; they are reserved but have nothing special about them; they are the type that would disappear instantly if thrown into a group of magicians.

Just as Lenorsia's doubts had not yet dissipated and she was still trying to suppress her instinctive warnings with reason, Jiang Heyi moved without warning.

He didn't turn around, nor did he change his walking rhythm or posture; he simply glanced back casually, his gaze meeting Lenalya's.

Lenalasia's gaze instantly met a pair of unfathomable eyes.

Deep within his pupils, it was like a swirling galaxy.

Lenashia's internal alarm bells rang wildly, and she instinctively screamed and looked away.

Jiang Heyi's eyes seemed to possess a magnetic magic, locking onto her gaze and forcefully tearing through her mental defenses, violently dragging a part of her consciousness into them.

A shrill, distorted howl suddenly ripped through the deathly silence of the smelting layer.

Her petite body was suddenly "bumped" backward from the smelting platform, crashing heavily against the cold, black iron furnace wall behind her with a dull thud that made one's teeth ache, before finally sliding softly to the ground.

Lenalya's limbs twitched violently, her sharp claws scraping against the metal surface with a piercing noise. Jiang Heyi was surprised; she hadn't lost her fighting ability. Instead, she immediately got up, activated her Spiny Back form, and hopped backward, creating distance.

Nafiel lost all ability to resist the moment he was hit.

"Why don't you breathe on us?" Jiang Heyi said with a smile. "Nothing else, I just feel that you're missing something if you don't breathe on us like this."

The excruciating pain of having her soul pierced caused Lenalsia to almost instantly faint.

Her thoughts and perceptions were shattered. The mental barrier she was so proud of was as thin as a sheet of paper and was easily torn apart. Her core consciousness was exposed to the absolute will of the other party, and she trembled in fear.

She couldn't even maintain her black cat form; the shadow energy around her fluctuated violently, almost revealing a partial human-shaped outline.

The black cat's body, which was perfectly suited to the doll's form, showed signs of collapsing under this attack.

She couldn't understand what Jiang Heyi meant by "breathing," but she felt another wave of mental magic coming her way.

Using offense as a form of defense, Lenalya endured the excruciating pain in her head, concentrated her mental energy, and engaged in a head-on sniping duel with Jiang Heyi at the center!
Jiang Heyi laughed, seemingly unfazed.

"Black Cat, is it really okay for you to stand up to me? You can't move now."

The remaining six people at the boundary between reality and illusion are eager to fight.

In the game, they also suffered at the hands of the black cat.

The real culprit is right in front of me; if I don't do something, I'll be letting down my past self.

The jailer, shouting the strange phrase "Love Cat TV," rushed out first, casually reviving the corpse of a pack animal that had died not far away.

Standing nearly 4 meters tall and weighing as much as a heavy truck, the pack animal running around truly gives off a feeling of striking it lucky.

"Get out of my way!"

Lenalya finally breathed on it.

She roared at Jiang Heyi, who was entangled with her by mental magic, and struggled to break free, trying to avoid the terrifying beast's charge.

Struck by mental magic, her confused mind was not as clear as she had imagined.

Clumsy jumps, dodges, and then...

It was knocked away in mid-air by the pack animal, flying in an arc before plummeting into the distant mine.

Based on the angle of the impact, Lenalya was likely cosplaying as a bird, as she had it plastered on the face of the beast, roughly resembling the windshield of a large vessel.

The beast did not stop, but charged straight at Lenalasia's doll body, trampling over it and causing her to let out a miserable scream.

"Wow, what a little glutton! It ate everything that was hit by a dump truck and trampled by one."

French fries drew their swords and looked around, feeling lost and bewildered.

Before it could even fully enjoy itself, the black cat was struck by Jiang Heyi's mental magic again and collapsed to the ground, convulsing.

After watching Lenalasia convulse on the ground several times, Nafiel's initial sense of shared sorrow turned into a kind of pleasure.

It's a wonderful thing to see your former rivals end up worse off than you.

"Nafiel".

Lost in her thoughts, she suddenly realized that Jiang Heyi had already placed his hand on Lenalya's cat's head.

“You’ve already tried to outsmart me once. Now I’m giving you a chance to answer the question again… Does the Church of Eternal Night still have any high-level mental mages?”

Nafiel swallowed hard, then lowered his head in fear: "There are none among those who came this time."

"You just said you're the only one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person who had fallen to the ground and was convulsing became Nafiel.

Teacher Sayer's original words were that since this magic was to be used against Eternal Night in Anna, they had to be trained like dogs.

The limit can only control two people; only good dogs can survive.

If you dare to bare your teeth, I'll beat you.

If you can't distinguish between primary and secondary issues, then attack!
If you want to devour your master, then kill him as a warning to other dogs.

If all else fails, feed it to the dogs.

No wonder he was so powerful back then, capable of causing misfortune to half the continent with a casual move.

The forced mental intrusion left Lenalsia exhausted.

Jiang Heyi didn't give the black cat a chance to choose; the marks were formed, and she became a "summoned creature."

Replenishing combat power is very important. The biggest anxiety for those entering the Temple of the Clarity at the boundary between the real and the virtual is not in the first 10 levels, but in the Origin Element package on the 11th level.

To conquer the entire temple and achieve their ideal ending, they must confront the world's consciousness itself.

"Owner……"

Lenathia was more pragmatic than Nafiel, and immediately changed the way she referred to the boundary between the real and the virtual.

Cuttlefish clicked its tongue and said, "If only one can be kept, it seems Potato will keep you. You changed your mind quickly, and your change of attitude was smooth."

Jiang Heyi said irritably, "It's just a competitive selection process. If you're not comfortable using me, I'll just throw you away. You'd better be able to generate more value for me, otherwise death is definitely not the most terrifying thing."

The person and the cat nodded eagerly.

The mental magic overwhelmed everyone present; how could they dare to question it?

(End of this chapter)