Chapter 936: Chapter 63 Starting Chapter 936: Chapter 63 Starting One thing was certain.

If what Elise Clark had said was true, her true status ought to be no different from that of a Saint.

However, since their acquaintance, Elise Clark had not demonstrated many peculiarities–at least, not as effortlessly as Saint reincarnate Lotson, for whom advancement seemed as simple as eating and drinking.

Particularly before the initiation of the test in the Special Ruin World, she was merely considered an ordinary genius.

Considering the test in the Special Ruin World, another question arose in Link’s mind.

That is, who had set up this test?

Was it Elise, the ‘me’ in Elise Clark’s words, who could traverse the origins of the Long River of Time across many universes and return to the Wizard Civilization Universe?

Or was it a rule formed through the coupling of the Wizard World Will and the celestial rules of the Immortal God Civilization following their collision?

This question was destined to remain unresolved and was not suitable to ask Elise again.

Link decided to keep it, along with other unsolved or newly emerged questions, hidden in his heart.

After concluding their serious discussion, Link did not immediately bid his farewell and leave but stayed with Elise Clark to finish a cup of brown sugar deer ball milk tea.

As the saying goes, “What is known need not be spoken.”

Explaining some things, however straightforward, might not necessarily result in a positive impact.

After such a candid exchange today, the relationship between Link and Elise Clark was bound to change.

For now, it seemed unlikely to deteriorate too much or too quickly.

But it could never return to the same intimate, yet clearly bounded state as before.

Therefore, sitting together leisurely enjoying milk tea might no longer be possible in the future.

Setting down the translucent glass cup, Link said his goodbyes and got up to leave.

Watching Link’s retreating figure who did not look back or pause, Elise gently sniffed and lowered her gaze to the two empty cups in front of her, silent and wordless.

A moment later, an illusory figure with features, temperament, and aura exactly like Elise, only dressed differently, appeared on the chair Link had previously occupied.

Ding! Ding!

Though the illusion was insubstantial, tapping on the glass cup produced a crisp, real sound.

Elise looked up at the sound and frowned coldly, “What are you out here for?”

“You?”

The illusory figure covered its mouth and chuckled softly, “It seems you still don’t want to admit that I am you, and you are me.”

With that, the smile on the illusion’s face grew more pronounced, and it said with a smile, “Yes, after so much effort to separate the dream-spawned Elise, the pitiful Beast Taming Wizard Elise Meysia, and so many fragmented and disordered personas, how could you possibly admit I exist?”

“What are you trying to say? What do you want to do?”

Elise seemed not to hear the illusion’s words, and asked coldly instead.

“I don’t want to say or do anything, and even if I did, would you allow me to talk or act?”

The illusion withdrew its smile, lowered its hand from covering its mouth, spread both hands in a helpless gesture, and said, “The body is yours, the will is yours, the Sea of Consciousness is yours, the Destiny World is yours, everything is yours, what can I do?”

Elise’s brows furrowed tighter, her tone growing more impatient, “I don’t have much time to argue with you; if you don’t speak within ten seconds, I’ll slash you once.”

“Ah, I’m so scared…”

The illusion affected a coquettish voice but then immediately acted aggrieved, clutching its chest and speaking timidly, “I just wanted to try the taste of black sugar deer ball milk tea. You know, when I was born in the Wizard World, the food was bad. Unluckily transported to other universes as a ‘Foreign Guest,’ and eager to return, I never paid attention to any gourmet food or pleasures. I really wanted to taste the black sugar deer ball milk tea that you’ve been fixated on.”

This act was more sickening than the brown sugar flavor and the cloying aroma of the deer ball milk tea.

Ironically, the illusion bore an identical face to Elise Clark.

Seeing this, Elise Clark could no longer endure.

With a thought, she expertly used the “Slashing Self” technique, honed during the nine trials of the Special Ruin World.

The illusion let out a pitiful scream of “Ah,” tearfully aggrieved, staring deeply at Elise Clark with utter resentment, her chest heaving dramatically, lips quivering, and finally gasping out in a whisper, “You… you… you’re so cruel… your heart is so cruel!”

Elise Clark wanted to lash out again at that.

However, the “Slashing Self” technique was a move that injured both the user and the target, killing a thousand enemies while self-inflicting eight hundred injuries; it should not be overused.

The illusion emerged at this time, trying every possible way to disgust Elise Clark, using an incitement strategy, provoking her to overuse the “Slashing Self” technique.

The more it was used, the more Elise Clark’s “True Self” would be weakened due to repeated injuries, eventually losing suppressive power over the illusion.

In turn, the illusion could pry open a gap to escape from the heavy suppression and seals.

Taking a deep breath, Elise Clark restrained the impulse stirring in her heart.

This left the illusion quite displeased, and then with that displeasure, it “died.”

Gazing at the now empty but contaminated chair and glass cup, Elise Clark stood and moved towards the window, looking out at the transportation vehicle driven by Link.