The arrow hit the white edge of the space, and the change was almost completely invisible visually. The next second after the action was completed, a crisp cracking sound came from high up.

The image on the dome then dimmed.

During this period of preparation and hesitation, no special dialogue occurred in the "video".

After all, this is Austin's memory. He suddenly became unresponsive before, and then he stopped in time, so he was naturally measured and knew that there would be no too sensitive topics for a period of time.

Although she was shocked by the sudden appearance of the mermaid princess in the video, except for the initial shock, Melissa did not continue to delve deeper and playfully poked Austin on the shoulder.

"How did it feel when you walked on the road just now? Can you share your experience with us and give us a little bit of advice? After all, we have to experience it this time. First mate, you have to point out some rules for us 'newbies'."

Austin squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "There is no trick! If you want advice, I wish you the same heartlessness as you appear, and I think you can get through it smoothly!"

The words he said were not sincere, but the emotion expressed through gritted teeth was "full of martial virtue", which was very obvious.

"It's hard for me to say." Melissa shook her head, but she didn't deny it. "It depends on the extent. Speaking of my memory, it's a long story..."

However, after finishing these few sentences, Austin, who was in a tense state of memory because he had just been publicly executed, relaxed a lot because the temporary target of hatred was transferred.

At the same time, Mogan shot down a total of four broken illusion crystals and recovered the remaining arrow materials.

At the same time, he also collected the remaining parts of the illusion crystal that did not turn into dust, but broke into large pieces and put them in his arms.

Mosquito legs are also meat.

"In the face of psychic magic that forcibly extracts memories, the only fixed way is to keep oneself calm. After all, each psychic magician's method of casting is different. It is not a simple accumulation of magic power and requires special research."

Lucifer is still a conscientious guide, and after finishing the previous work, he warmly reminds us of things to pay attention to.

"Psychic magic uses media as its source and was once a special way of communication. It is different from any magic or most witchcraft that others say. Every psychic magician is a talent that the country needs..."

The only problem is that the topic of His Majesty the King goes further and further, and becomes more and more professional, and even gradually begins to involve some cumbersome nouns with complicated pronunciations that are difficult to understand, and even directly uses idiosyncratic ancient expressions.

Seeing Captain Lan Ying's face as she looked away in pain, she probably really wanted to say "Master, please stop reading", but this was just a personal emotion and she didn't speak out of personal respect.

Austin looked very cautious, perhaps because he had a deep understanding of the content, and even nodded along.

——This is the greatest respect that the quick-tempered and irascible shark has ever shown in his actions.

They are now waiting for the psychic magic released by the chain reaction after the illusion crystal as the receiving source is broken. Relatively speaking, Mogan is not too panicked.

After all, when soldiers come, they will stop them, and when water comes, they will stop them.

The weapon he has always been proud of is his own reason, so naturally he is not afraid of stumbling in this area.

Logically speaking, this is his strength.

Even if it sounds unfriendly to have someone's memory taken away, Mogan is very sure that when it comes to calmness and self-possession, there may not be many people who can match him.

But this time, Morgan Grande miscalculated.

The orange-red fire started from the corner of his field of vision, gradually appeared in his field of vision, and began to spread at a rapid speed.

Not a fire scene, but a more rapid disaster.

Mogan's pupils suddenly contracted.

At first he thought it was a fire magic trap created by sudden transformation, but later he found that this was not the case.

At this time, you can still see others having more or less abnormal reactions, but unlike him - Mogan took two steps back, struggling to avoid sitting on the ground.

But even the other people who were looming in the illusion were quickly covered, making him feel as if he was once again in the past that he didn't want to recall.

Time seemed to slow down, but Mogan knew that this was not some time and space magic, but the perception of ordinary people.

Because he remembers.

Now it is just a scene, and the feeling of terror and powerlessness that has remained in my heart for twenty-one years.

This is a fantasy!

Mogan told himself this, but it didn't help, it could only make things worse.

This is a fantasy that belongs to him alone.

——It’s not a coincidence.

He faintly heard the familiar beating sound next to his eardrums, like his own heartbeat, and also seemed to indicate that time was being slowed down and released again in his senses.

Slow and torturous, like standing on the gallows, waiting for the final moment of execution.

"Bang!"

The only clear sound was not loud, like a kettle boiling, just a gentle click.

"Buzz——"

After the sudden onset, all sounds disappear in the process of tinnitus, just like the eardrum fails, and the senses of both ears eventually become illusive, disappearing as the tinnitus weakens.

But there was still a raging fire in front of him, and the real "feeling" filled his limbs again.

Mogan kept thinking silently in his heart, this is just an illusion.

Yes, calmness can solve everything.

But that didn't stop his extreme senses from breaking down all the thick walls he thought were strong.

Senses return.

The human body was put on the fire and roasted with a spray gun.

The air flow tore his limbs apart, like a torture.

There is also boundless despair in my heart, my thoughts are struggling but to no avail, and then turn into unprecedented chaos.

Then all vision, hearing, and feelings fade away in the residual perception, gradually turning into a mixed nothingness.

The vision is dark and boundless.

Death comes.

Cold sweat finally soaked through his clothes, and Mo Gan used all his strength to hold himself up and not fall.

He finally saw light again before his eyes.

But to a certain extent, he was able to maintain this state because the fear that surged in his heart made him stiff and unable to move. Let alone respond to other things, he could not even let himself fall down safely.

The half-dragon businessman who looked down on everything except gold coins finally experienced the true horror of spiritual magic.

He died again - in memory.

Even though he spent most of his time and experience making money, Mo Gan never forgot what happened outside of this, or he just buried it in his heart.

He still remembers his real childhood:

Not lonely, but lonely.

Perhaps the most impressive day at that time was when the teacher at the orphanage held his hand and took him to see his parents' graves.

He listened to the adults' emotional narrations and praises, stared at the strange men and women in the photos, and knew that they were both buried in the best years of their lives.

Others say that they died with honor and deservedly died. They did things that ordinary people could not do in their lives. They were respected and admired by others, so they naturally had no regrets.

But Mogan didn't think so.

They did not know that they would die, thinking that they would be able to live a new life after a while.

Just one step away, you missed the dream ending, how can you sleep peacefully.

Dying without regrets is mostly the comfort of the living, and the dead are silent. With this thought in mind, he exhausted all possibilities and spent the half of his imagined life perfectly...

Then died.

Different ways, same results.

Originally, he had planned everything to walk on the most perfect path and achieve a beautiful life that was far different from failure or sudden end, but he still walked into the unreachable abyss.

Because of this, from the moment Mo Gan died in his previous life, invisible fear completely climbed onto his chest.

To this day, it is difficult for him to tell his final experience, not least because of the reason for the time travel.

More than just simple death.

The stories that Morgan saw mainly included a thief, a bomb with no trace, and an unlucky guy who suddenly realized before dying that he had countless possibilities to avoid being killed, but instead went to the road of death.

To sum it up, it's as if a person wearing a safety rope and holding the railing up the mountain suddenly found that the mountain was broken in half.

With only a few seconds left before falling, he could only watch as he collapsed with the rock wall, inevitably dying.

The seemingly invisible poisonous snake in the past should have made him timid and fearful throughout his life, no longer daring to take any risks. But Morgan Grande is not someone who likes to be manipulated by emotions.

He tried to give up his fear completely, but it was not possible. The more he concentrated on giving it up, the more frightening it became when it reappeared.

This won't work.

So Mogan made a unique concession and forcibly distorted his heart.

The half-dragon businessman who seems to have had everything since he was born, yet insists on pursuing his favorite path, piles up all the unstable factors in his heart in a corner.

It is true that the hidden dangers that exist in this way may suddenly explode due to the appearance of certain keywords, causing Morgan to lose control like when he first met Will, whose pseudonym is Frank, in Pandora Market, but the overall advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

Because being held back by worries about gains and losses is by no means a characteristic that a shrewd businessman should have.

Mogan took a deep breath, suppressed the last turmoil in his heart, and realized the most serious problem.
To be continued...