Chapter 417
The knight's lower half convulsed violently, spasming like a dying insect.
Fwoosh!
A burst of violet energy exploded from beneath the hammer and spread like a ruptured water balloon, instantly enveloping Ian.
Simultaneously, Ian's eyes widened. The moment his core absorbed the residual chaos energy, his vision flipped, and an illusion unfolded before him.
A vast void, writhing with ominous colors, stretched endlessly before him. At its center, countless violet eyes stared back at him, their full forms impossible to perceive—only the searing intensity of their collective gaze.
—You're quite popular, friend.
A low chuckle accompanied Yog's whisper, tickling at Ian's mind. Then, as if yanked upward by unseen hands, his consciousness snapped back to reality. All of his senses instantly returned.
—I'll take that as a thank you.
As the quest completion window came into focus, Yog's languid voice trailed behind. The lingering light around him hadn't yet fully dissipated, which meant his entrapment in the illusion was brief.
—Now then... I'll be... resting...
Yog's words faded, as if utterly drained of strength. Had it not been for it, Ian might have been stuck in the vision far longer.