People are on the Ark, assisting Oma Zi-O

Unforgivable.

Amir was angry in her heart, but she still retained the last bit of rationality. She knew that if she wanted to vent her anger, she had to leave this place first. When I was walking in this corridor before, he did not notice any trace of the illusion created by the spiritual source stone technique.

Illusions or magic tricks are essentially presenting false things in front of people. No matter how exquisite and realistic they are, there will definitely be flaws in some places.

No illusion or magic can be 100% completely replicated.

But this was broken before Amiya's eyes.

Just now, when he was walking in the corridor, he had been looking for this illusion, any possible remaining flaws or weaknesses that could be used to forcibly dispel the entire illusion or magic, but there was none, absolutely none.

I couldn't find any discrepancies or inconsistencies in the scene before me that were in my memory.

Could it be that Dagar's illusion has reached the point where it can completely simulate the scenes in a person's memory 100%?

Amiya continued to move forward without being discouraged, but her steps seemed to have a clear purpose, moving towards a certain place.

Finally, her footsteps stopped in front of a door.

Looking at the door in front of her, a hint of hesitation flashed in Amiya's eyes. She didn't know whether she should open it. She always felt that if she opened the door, she would face something she didn't want to face.

This is the Speaker's Room of the Tower of Babel.

There is no such room as the Speaker's Office in Rhodes Island today because there is no Speaker in Rhodes Island anymore.

After Theresa's death and the collapse of the Tower of Babel, this position and all its corresponding institutions were abolished by Kal'tsit on the grounds that Rhodes Island needed a new life.

Although Amiya now knows that everything in front of her is an illusion, there is still a little bit of fantasy in her heart.

In this fantasy, can I meet Sister Theresa?

Amiya grabbed the door handle with hesitation in her eyes, but after a moment she let out a long breath, as if she had made some kind of decision.

squeak...

It doesn't matter. Even if Miss Theresa exists here, she is just an illusion created by Dagar using his memory, just like Precious before. When he didn't know her true identity, he naively thought that it was the real Miss Theresa. After learning her true identity, he also fell into a similar dilemma.

I had already resolved this part of my worries after talking to the Doctor, but I never expected that one day I would fall into a similar vicious circle again.

Still not mature enough.

They would scold themselves inwardly, then push open the door. No matter what they saw next, they would not have the slightest psychological fluctuation.

These are all fake, illusions created by the Dajjal to interfere with him. If he is really shaken by these illusions, he will fall into his trap.

Amiya thought so, but the moment the door was completely opened and she saw the scene inside, she froze there. She could even see that the hand that was holding the door handle was shaking.

The smell of rust, accompanied by the disturbance of the air flow, rushed into Amiya's nose.

Looking towards the center of the house, Amiya's voice trembled.

"Miss Theresa...?"

Chapter 410: You want to become the most benevolent and kind Demon King? You're just daydreaming.

"Miss Theresa...

Amiya looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.

The smell of rust was so pungent that even though Amiya wanted to hold her breath, it still stubbornly drilled into her nose, constantly stimulating her olfactory nerves.

Blood……

The ground was covered in blood.

Miss Theresa and... Doctor.

The two people were covered in blood, the source of the blood being Theresa and the Doctor's pierced chests.

There was no doubt that the heart had ruptured. If emergency treatment was not given within the next ten minutes, the two people in front of him would die within half an hour.

Strange, where am I?

Amiya remembered clearly that the scene before her was the day when Rhodes Island's defense system was hacked and Theresa died. On that day, she should have been here with Miss Theresa and the Doctor, but...

Why am I not here?

No, there is one more important point.

The accident between Miss Theresa and the Doctor should have happened in the Doctor's office at that time, so why are they now in the Speaker's Office?

This is the flaw!

Amiya felt a surge of joy, believing she had finally found a flaw in the illusion. However, the next second, she saw another figure suddenly appear beside the two bodies, accompanied by a blurry distortion in space.

"That is……"

As the figure gradually stared at her, a hint of surprise flashed in Amiya's eyes.

That's...myself.

There was no doubt that it was indeed Amiya herself.

She was looking at the two bodies lying in front of her, and then she looked up at Amiya who was standing at the door.

"Are you a figment of the Dajjal's imagination, constructed from me?"

Although it was a question, Amiya's tone revealed an irrefutable affirmation.

Faced with Amiya's affirmation, the person opposite looked at Amiya for a long time without saying a word. His silence filled the air with a tense atmosphere, which even made Amiya feel suffocated after a long time.

"Illusion? It's not impossible, no matter how you think about it. But compared to the illusion created by mental imitation, I think it's more appropriate to say that the magic of the Whiplash freed me, or you yourself."

"Liberation? Me?"

The "Amiya" opposite slowly squatted down, looked at the two bodies in front of her that were gradually losing temperature, and stretched out her hand with a ripple in her eyes.

bump!

The black magic bullet brushed past Amiya's fingertips and hit the opposite wall, causing her to look up at Amiya in surprise.

"You are not allowed to touch them."

Although this is just a fake place created by illusion, the two people on the ground are so real that Amiya will not allow, and will never let an imposter, an imposter created by the enemy, to touch them.

"That's a really intense reaction, but I understand. After all, I'm you, and I completely understand the anger you're feeling right now."

Amiya pursed her lips and glanced around. When she saw Theresa lying on the ground, she felt lonely.

I originally thought that if it was an illusion based on my psychology at that time, I could at least see Miss Theresa again. Unfortunately, the illusion appeared on this day.

Since there is no way to see Miss Theresa here again, there is no need to stay here any longer. Anyway, according to what the Doctor said before, if all goes well, she will be able to see the real Miss Theresa in reality after this is over.

As for this, Amiya had previously wanted to use some conventional methods to crack this mental spell, but now it seems a little difficult. In this case, it would be okay to cheat a little on the grounds of being in a hurry.

As Amiya spoke, a golden light flashed in her eyes, and the power of the devil began to act on the surrounding space. The magnificent power easily destroyed the surroundings, but at the same time, Amiya also felt an inexplicable pressure suddenly appear in her heart, and this pressure became greater as the surrounding space was destroyed.

"How impetuous! Do you still think this spell is just a simple illusion? Impatience is not a good habit. Didn't the Doctor teach us that?"

Amidst Amiya's shocked eyes, the same golden power surged across from "Amiya" on the other side.

That was the power of the devil. There was no doubt that it was the power of the devil. Amiya was very familiar with that power. After all, she had used that power frequently during this period of time, and even figured out how to accelerate and reverse time some time ago.

But why is it that the other side is clearly just an illusion created by infatuated magic, why is it...

But no matter what, the "Amiya" on the opposite side was undoubtedly using the power of the Demon, and quickly offset all the power of the Demon released by Amiya to destroy this space, and completely repaired the space that was on the verge of being destroyed.

"Who are you...?"

"You've only thought of this now? As expected, you're not fit to be king."

"!!!"

"Weak, hesitant, hesitant... How could you possibly become a great king? Becoming a demon king who destroys the world in the future is a foregone conclusion. It's an inevitable outcome."

Amiya gritted her teeth and looked at herself across from her with some annoyance.

"From the moment you entered here, you've always believed that this place was merely an illusion created by the Whiplash, an illusion meant to deceive your eyes. You've never studied this place in detail, relying solely on your own ideas, stubbornly searching for flaws in the so-called illusion. You've never considered the possibility that this place isn't an illusion at all."

"It's not an illusion? If this isn't an illusion caused by hypnosis..."

"This is the essence of the alienation of the Heartbeat magic. What he created is not something like an illusion or a hypnotic dream, but..."

"Amiya" looked at Amiya and smiled strangely.

"A genuine, materialized mindscape into real space, replacing the surrounding real space with the mindscape. At this point, the person being cast spells themselves and the real world are completely replaced, the real world is completely enclosed in a small container, and this container is your mind."

my heart.

"here it is……"

"That's right, this is what Dagar created when he materialized your inner landscape, Rhodes Island. But I originally thought it would be a more ancient landscape, like the little house we lived in when we were still in RimBitol and Mom and Dad were still around."

Upon hearing this, Amiya looked at "Amiya" with a deep look in her eyes.

"So, you are not some illusion created for me by Dajjar, but..."

"That's right, I'm not an illusion. I'm also the embodiment of your inner self."

"Amiya" looked at Amiya with a smile, but that smile made the latter feel very uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it.

"Since you are me, then you should be able to understand the current situation."

Although she had a strange and uncomfortable feeling in her heart, when Amiya heard the other party admit that he was not an illusion but the embodiment of her inner thoughts, the first thing she thought of was to persuade the other party to join her in dealing with Dagar.

As she spoke, Amiya walked towards "Amiya", grabbed her wrist and looked at her earnestly.

"Let's work together to solve this spell and defeat Dajjar, so... well!"

However, before Amiya could finish her words, "Amiya" had already thrown a punch. Fortunately, the latter reacted quickly and caught the incoming fist with her palm, but still looked at "Amiya" in disbelief.

"Why? If you are the embodiment of my heart, then..."

"Make no mistake."

"Amiya" sneered at Amiya.

"I am you, but that doesn't mean you are me."

The crisp sound of snapping fingers echoed, and the originally dim room around them instantly turned into the bright top deck of Rhodes Island.

The evening sunset shines on the deck, beautiful and peaceful, but neither Amiya nor "Amiya" feels at peace at this moment.

"Crack!"

Without any extra words, [Amiya] took out something that Amiya was very familiar with under her disturbed eyes.

"Zi-O!"

"Rider Time! Kamen Rider Zi-O!"

The silver-black Knight of Time, who was so familiar that she could almost sketch him with her eyes closed, was standing opposite Amiya.

The last time he had this subtle feeling was when his future self brought him to the year 1113, and he faced himself who had become Oma Zi-O.

"Drink!"

Without any nonsense, Zi-O rushed directly towards Amiya on the deck bathed in sunlight, and lashed at Amiya with his iron fist wrapped in silver armor.

The latter dodged hurriedly, and his iron fist hit the air with a burst of sound, with enough force to penetrate the air. It was conceivable that the opponent came with the intention of killing him directly.

"no solution anymore."

Amiya took out the Zi-O driving watch head from her pocket and buckled it on the driver at her waist while dodging the attack of the opposite Zi-O.

"Zi-O!"

"Rider Time! Kamen Rider Zi-O!"

The flying words repelled the Time Limit Sword that was swinging at her from the opposite side, and at the same time, the quickly installed Goliath Driving Watch also covered Amiya with the burly Goliath armor.

Iron Fist blocked the Time Limit Sword that was coming towards her. Amiya thought she had survived this attack, but she saw a raging fire burning above the Time Limit Sword.

"not good!"

boom! !

The exploding flames of the Flame Demon sent Amiya flying dozens of meters away. Zi-O, standing opposite, walked through the flames, looking at the fallen Amiya and taunting her.

"Weak, can you feel it? How weak you are right now."

Weak?

"Although you are already very powerful compared to the ordinary people in this land who do not have the power of a knight, and you can even use your magical control to control the power of various royal species, but facing the alien Sarkaz and other alien monsters who can also control the power of history, how do you feel?"

Amiya recalled the time when she faced the alien blood demon in Longmen. That battle was the most memorable one for her and also the most difficult one.

The power of the Lord of the Royal Court combined with the alien power of history was so powerful that Amiya still felt a lingering fear when she recalled it.