Chapter 52: Blurred Fantasy

Theodore looked anxiously at Hephes, who had become a bloody man.

Suddenly his eyes lit up and he pointed the tip of his staff at Hephes's belly.

Although he tried his best to control it, his right hand couldn't stop shaking.

He tried to hold the wand tightly with both hands, but the trembling spread from his fingers to his whole body.

Theodore slapped himself hard several times until his face was swollen and his body finally stabilized.

He gritted his teeth and used his wand to cut a gash in Hephis's stomach.

Blood gushed out instantly, spraying all over his face.

He quickly conjured up a funnel, thrust it in hard, picked up the potion and poured it directly into the hole.

Theodore didn't dare to stop, and poured all the potions around him into the pot, even the Felicis.

As the potion was injected, the wounds on Hephis' body began to heal slowly and the bleeding gradually stopped.

Theodore breathed a sigh of relief, his body softened, and he collapsed to the ground.

Or because he was too weak, he had to let his master take the lead.

Theodore's fingers exerted force unconsciously, and his nails dug into the flesh.

At this moment, Hephis' body suddenly changed.

His entire body was emitting a black light, and shadows were wriggling and wrapping around his body.

It's a bit like a black "egg".

Theodore was stunned. What was going on?

After swallowing the shadow of a dragon egg, Hephaestus also turned into an egg?

What was hatched then?

But after all, shadow is Hephaest's ability, and it will definitely not harm Hephaest.

Theodore could only pray silently, hoping that Hephes would be safe.

Hephis gradually regained consciousness and found himself in a strange space.

The six sides of the room were all white, and no matter how he walked, he could not touch the wall that was so close.

The room was depressingly quiet.

"Am I dead?" Hephes muttered to himself.

"Maybe you are dead, maybe you are not dead." A person or a figure covered in a white robe appeared in front of Hephes.

Hephis rubbed his eyes and tried to see the man's face, but a mist shrouded the man, making it impossible to see clearly.

"Who are you? Where is this?" Hephis asked vigilantly.

"Who am I? I forgot. As for this place? It is called the 'hazy fantasy'." The man in white robe said lightly.

"Uh... sorry, I haven't heard of it. Could you please explain it to me?" Hephis asked politely.

When asking someone to do something for you, you should always be polite.

"The Twilight Zone exists in every wizard's mind. When the wizard dies, it will present the scenery that the wizard desires most."

"So I'm still dead, but this is the scenery I long for the most? A six-sided white square box?"

Hephes was a little speechless. Even if there were no crowds of beauties, there would at least be some mountains of gold and silver.

After all, he had died once, so dying again wouldn't be a big deal, but he was a little reluctant to let Hermione go.

"This is not your hazy illusion, but mine." said the man in white robe.

"Yours? Then why would I come to you?" Hephis was very confused.

"I also want to know?"

"So am I dead or not?"

"I also want to know?"

"Then how do I get out?"

"I also want to know?"

"No, are you a repeater? This is your territory!"

"What the hell? I've been here for hundreds of years, and here comes an outsider like you!"

The man in white robe was also helpless, and he really wanted to know why.

"No, your death is ongoing! It will take hundreds of years to die." Hephes rolled his eyes.

"I died a long time ago." The man in white robe was a little angry.

"Then why have you stayed here for hundreds of years?"

"None of your business." The man in white robe might have felt hurt by Hephis, so he said unhappily.

"Brother, I'm still young! I want to go back and help me think about the bank. You don't want me to bother you here, do you?"

"Actually, it's nice to have someone to chat with me when I'm free." The man in white robe said jokingly.

There is indeed nothing wrong with what you say.

Uh... Hephis was speechless and could only stare at the man in white robe.

"Okay, although I don't know much about this confusing fantasy, I have been here for hundreds of years after all. You will leave." The man in white robe said in a deep voice.

"Ah! Really? Then I can survive." Hephes instantly became alert.

"You will be repelled by my hazy fantasy. As for whether you will return to reality or go to your own hazy fantasy, I really don't know." The man in white robe shook his head.

"Row!"

Although he didn't know where to go, he decided to go out first and sat down on the ground.

Seeing this, the man in white robe also sat down opposite Hephes.

Since he couldn't get out now anyway, Hephis just started chatting with the man in white robe.

"You really don't remember your name? Oh, my name is Hephis."

"It's been so long. All I remember is that my last name is Brian."

"Wait a minute, what's your last name?" Hephis looked at the man in white robe in surprise.

"Brian. What's wrong? Do you know anyone from the Brian family?"

"My mother's last name is Blaine."

The white robed man began to glow all over, "Little guy, you said your mother's last name was Brian."

"Well, I went back to the Brian mansion a few days ago. Now I am the only heir."

"Is the Brian family declining so quickly? It seems that the rumor is true." The man in white robe muttered to himself.

Hephis asked curiously, "What rumors?"

"Don't worry about rumors. Tell me! How do you prove that you are from the Blaine family?"

"How can I prove this? How about I testify my blood relationship with you?"

The man in white robes pondered for a moment, "How can there be blood without a physical body? Tell me about the Brian family, I will make my own judgment."

Hephis knew nothing about the Brian family, so he could only describe the library in the old house. That was the most special place in the whole house.

"Oh, so you have opened the library?" After hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the man in white robe.

Hephis nodded.

"Show me your fingers."

Hephes stretched out his right hand, palm facing upward.

The man in white robe sang a spell as if humming a song, and the emblem of the Brian family slowly appeared.

He stared intently at the family emblem in Hephes's palm.

Hephis was also stunned: Oh my god, when did this thing get into his body?

"Child..." The man in white robe stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Hephes' face, but his palm went straight through Hephes' body.

"I have finished my proof, now it's your turn," said Hephis.

"What should I do?" the man in white robe wondered.

"It's to prove that you are also from the Blaine family. You can't just verify me."

The man in white robe shook his head helplessly, but he did it anyway.

After a while, a family emblem exactly the same as the one in Hephes's palm slowly appeared.