You are all my wings!

Before Lyon could speak, the scene before him changed once again.

……

In the subsequent life-or-death situations, each challenge became more difficult than the last.

Every life-or-death situation faced is enough to induce despair and leave an indelible mark of terror on the soul.

Fortunately, he has a variety of methods. Even if the tricks of con artists are also banned, his acting and basic skills in deception are too strong, and he can always solve problems.

As the number of training sessions increased, his mental strength also rose steadily.

Basically, every time you experience a life-or-death situation, your mental strength increases by four or five points.

After eight attempts, his mental strength increased by 34 points in one go, which was quite rapid.

【主要属性：窥命力50/神圣能量容纳量22/精神力157/生命力183/魔力量556/体力240/力量217/敏捷245】

In addition, fragments of authority were also obtained.

You can obtain a fragment of authority approximately every two to three life-or-death reversals.

At the end of the eighth attempt, he obtained a total of three fragments of the Life System Authority.

He had assumed that similar fragments of authority would automatically coalesce, but when he held them in his palm, nothing changed.

One more thing worth mentioning is that with each life-or-death turn of events, one's identity also changes.

At first, it remained true to its original identity, but later, its identity became increasingly strange, involving various races, though most were short-lived and in extremely difficult circumstances.

Each shift in the historical context felt like a leap forward of ten years or so.

It wasn't until the eighth flip that he finally saw the people he had met before in the illusory life.

That was Mouripe, who was still a sixth-rank saintess.

A young and slender woman, whose body had not yet reached its full potential, Mollypei was still developing and had not yet cultivated enough inner strength.

However, at the beginning, he was just an ordinary adventurer in the capital. In addition, he always had a lot of negative buffs at the start of each game. Therefore, although his development was good, he was always limited to the fifth or sixth tier and never managed to break through to the legendary tier and gain a longer lifespan.

Therefore, she did not get to know Mollypee from the fictional life.

Each time he survived a brush with death and returned to life, the graceful outline of what appeared to be the will of the Origin Goddess would offer Leon some commentary.

Overall, he was dissatisfied. Although he occasionally boasted about steadily acquiring fragments of power through various means, he never demonstrated any extraordinary talent, and it seemed that his patience was gradually running out.

As the eighth flip ended, the graceful silhouette seemed to murmur, "Let's increase the intensity a bit more; we can't test his talent any further right now."

It was during the ninth life-or-death turn that something strange happened.

This time, Lyon felt as if a long time had passed before he slowly awoke from the fog of confusion.

Before waking up, he felt as if he were enveloped in a warm water.

After a strange wriggling motion, he slowly opened his eyes in the dampness and was surprised.

This time, the feeling of watching a movie inside someone's body was gone.

Instead, they can easily control their bodies from the very beginning!

His body is frighteningly healthy!

The scene before me seemed just like the normal world, without any sense of illusion.

'Why is this situation so different from before? Where is your ailing body?'

This is a wooden house full of ancient charm, with a thick tree root in the middle supporting the dome of the house.

Ahead lay a perfectly round, snow-covered landscape.

He was shoving his own mouth.

Feed him.

Glug, glug, very nutritious!

What's going on? Why is the start so good this time?

Could it be that great suffering is hidden behind the scenes?

"Father, my younger brother has been born?"

A little elf, who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old like a human, stood at the door, looking timid.

This little elf has silver-white hair, blue-white eyes with azure irises and jade-white pupils. Her face is delicate and exquisite, and her figure is slender. She looks like a porcelain doll, both beautiful and cute.

Upon seeing that face, Lyon felt a slight tremor in his heart.

Herwiz!

This is Helvie during her loli days, before she fell into darkness and became a dark elf!

When he met Herwiz, she had long, fluffy silver-blue hair, jet-black eyes, black flames around the tips of her ears, was tall with long legs, liked to wear black lace dresses, and had an overall temperament that was both enchanting and elegant.

She was very different from the little girl in front of her.

But since she's his wife, how could he not recognize what she used to look like?

As the final villain in the second film, he was naturally extremely familiar with Helvie's appearance in her youth.

"Helvetica, don't be nervous. Father can tell that your brother is really looking forward to having you as his older sister. Come in quickly."

A male voice rang out.

Lyon thought to himself, since his first life-or-death experience was based on his own life, and he met Moriper in the eighth life-or-death experience, then this life-or-death experience must also be based on the real experiences of the elven family.

Wait, Herwiz is calling her brother...

Wouldn't I be experiencing the life of Hamra's husband?

But Hamra previously said that her husband and she behaved very similarly?

Or is it that what seemed unreal before was fake, and this time it might be real?

Leon recalled the words of the graceful figure: "Face me...and even have the chance to transcend the limits of lifespan, transcend destiny, transcend time and space in this life-and-death reversal."

Did she really travel back more than a hundred years?

Unconsciously, a sense of inexplicable destiny welled up in Lyon's heart.

Just then, an even smaller figure darted out from outside the cabin to Hervé's side, her emerald yellow eyes staring curiously at them.

Lying on his back, Leon glanced at the smaller, more petite elf with short, light blue hair. She looked about seven or eight years old in human form, with delicate, pretty features and slightly chubby cheeks. Her demeanor was much more lively than that of the timid young girl, Helvie.

"Oh, Hamla, you're here too? Come and see our Bell, the little guy is very cute."

The male elf waved to Hamra.

With a whoosh, Hamra darted over, staring blankly at Leon's face, then suddenly grinned and said, "Bell is so handsome! I want to touch his face!"

As she spoke, she reached out her little hand to touch it.

Herwiz walked over timidly, glanced at Leon, then her eyes lit up, and she reached out to touch Leon's face with her little hand.

[Space-time instability detected... Character panel calibrated, character emotions integrated]

[Hamra's favorability +8%, current favorability 62%]

[Herweiss's favorability +4%, current favorability 101%, soul link can be generated]

[Soul link has been generated; you can autonomously enter a 1-hour deep spiritual mode every 24 hours.]

[If you update your xx behavior, you can automatically enter a 1-hour deep mental mode every 24 hours.]

Ok?

Does this work?

……

In the blink of an eye, Lyon had spent ten years in this strange yet real life.

With the information on the panel, he knew that this seemingly illusory life was very likely the real past.

The starkly different sense of realism compared to the previous eight times, along with the presence of two previously known figures, made him increasingly convinced that he might have truly traveled back in time and become Herwiz's brother and Hamra's husband.

Moreover, this ninth life-and-death reversal went very smoothly, without illness or disaster, and without encountering any difficulties like the previous eight times, and thrived all the way in the Holy Land of Elves.

What he couldn't figure out was whether this body was still his own.

Because apart from the core racial characteristic of pure-blooded elves, namely their pair of long, elegant, pointed ears, their other physical features are exactly the same as those of humans.

The first eight times, except for the first time, were clearly not his own body; it was as if he was experiencing someone else's difficult life.

He also couldn't figure out whether 'Bell' had ever existed in history.

It was because he confronted the 'Will of the Origin Goddess' that this strange and bizarre character came into being.

Or perhaps I simply replaced or entered Bell's original life.

He was puzzled, but he could only keep his doubts to himself.

At this moment, Lyon is in the village of Grand Heroes on the outskirts of the Holy Land, sitting under a branch of a sacred tree, meditating with his eyes closed, and constructing magical images.

Knowledge and magic were still heavily restricted; apart from minor and basic magic, he could only learn the more advanced spells from his parents and the family library.

At ten years old, his body was still very small, roughly equivalent to that of a four or five-year-old human, but he was already very agile and nimble, and often went out to meditate and exercise on his own.

"Little brother, little brother, come quick, look what your sister found!"

Beside a branch of the sacred tree, Hervé, who looked like a beautiful seventeen or eighteen-year-old human girl, came quickly from afar, calling out to them, holding a piece of fruit as white as a precious gem in her slender white hand.

"what is this?"

Lyon opened his eyes.

"This is a sacred fruit! I participated in the Sacred Tree Festival and got the best magic competition score among my peers in the Sacred Land. Aren't you amazing? This sacred fruit is a reward. Eating it will increase your magic power by a lot. I'm giving it to you as a tenth birthday present. Do you like it?"

She presented the sacred fruit to Leon as if it were a treasure, her delicate, pink face expectantly watching his reaction.

Ten years have passed. Regardless of whether the days have been real or not, as they have spent more time together, Herwiz's favorability rating on the panel has also increased by leaps and bounds, rising all the way to 121%, second only to Iris and Machiru, and the same as Ophimasso.

This is because Herwiz, as a talented young person, often goes out to explore and spends very little time at home.

If she's often home, Lyon suspects it's possible that Helwiz's affection for him could even surpass 150.

As for the other Hamra, her status as a pure elemental spirit is very special. She is strictly forbidden from going out and can only move around freely occasionally. I have seen her even less often.

Over the course of ten years, I've only seen him five times, and the only time we had direct contact was on the day he was born.

Therefore, Hamra's favorability rating never had a chance to increase after that day.

"Helvie, why didn't you say you were back? Keep the sacred fruit safe. You can only eat it yourself, understand?"

A stern male voice came from not far away.

Lyon looked up and saw a handsome, middle-aged elf appear in the distance, his face full of majesty.

This is 'Father,' one of the top combat forces of the Elven Holy Land, the demigod Bornius.

Herwiz pouted, looking unhappy.

"Why can't I give it to my younger brother? I don't need any magic right now! And he's still young. What if he encounters some wild monster and gets into danger? You've been so busy lately, you don't have time to take care of him!"

"Come here."

Bernthius offered no explanation, but simply gave the order with a stern face.

Herwiz didn't want to move.

With a wave of his hand, Bornius sent Herwiz flying uncontrollably towards him.

He began to explain in a low voice, seemingly avoiding mentioning Lyon.

Lyon listened intently. Although he could only use rudimentary knowledge, he had already mastered many mysteries. Even if he couldn't activate the mode in this illusory life, his level of understanding was still there. Therefore, his progress in strength was actually many times faster than those around him had predicted.

He was just worried that this life-or-death situation might turn around at any moment and he might do something drastic, so he kept a low profile and didn't expose himself.

Therefore, he clearly heard the conversation between Borntheus and Herwiz:

"I have warned you time and time again not to associate with Bell like this, why didn't you listen?"

Why can't I do this?

Herwiz held her long neck straight.

"You think I can't see through your thoughts? You two are destined to be apart!"

"But I've clearly seen many cases of family members marrying in the center of the Holy Land, and they say that this can produce offspring with higher purity of blood? Why can't I do it?"