'Hallet's' laughter sounded upstairs again: "Let you have a taste of my secret skills and know what it means to be a powerful psychic magician, the Reappearance of the Abyss, the Dominator!"
The hearts of the Danluer tribesmen who were fighting downstairs were suddenly shaken again. They stopped their hands and feet one after another, and they were all stunned. Before Brooke could react, he only felt that something had been disturbed in his heart, and he suddenly became bereft.
consciousness.
Brook's will was still strong. He shook his head and came back to his senses. He immediately understood that this was the fault of the guy upstairs. He had been defeated by the other party's mind control before. He quickly checked the tribesmen around him.
Seeing that their eyes were a little dull and they couldn't wake up no matter how much they screamed, they were already captured by the other party's psychic skills, and their thoughts were not good.
"I have reached my mental limit, and I can no longer control more people." 'Hallet' upstairs thought to himself: "But it doesn't matter, just these dozen people are enough! Go ahead and kill each other.
Ha ha."
Those who lost consciousness regained consciousness again, but suddenly they looked like a different person, with evil smiles on their faces, waving their weapons, and instructing their monsters to attack their companions.
Everyone was shocked for a moment and didn't know what to do.
Brooke shouted loudly: "Everyone, run, just parry, don't fight back, they are all our brothers! Don't fight with them! Fellow clansmen, wake up, wake up!"
Brooke's screams were of no avail. Those tribesmen whose minds had been dominated had already forgotten the friendship between their fellow tribesmen, and what they wanted now was to kill all the 'enemies' in front of them.
"Stop, stop... stop." A knight of the Danluer tribe was forced into a desperate situation by a fellow tribesman who had lost his mind. As a last resort, he cut off one of the tribesman's hands with a sword.
But the tribesman lost his arm and screamed in pain, but he still raised his right fist and hit his compatriots with great strength. The Danluer knight was about to escape, but was surrounded by another Lost tribesman next to him.
He was immediately surrounded by two people and died tragically from fists and knives.
Many tribesmen could not escape the pursuit of their compatriots, so they were forced to kill their own compatriots. But as soon as a lost person died, another sober person was immediately deceived.
Brooke knew that this was not the way to go. If he waited until someone from his clan could withstand the opponent's mental power, he would be afraid that everyone on his side would be almost dead, so he shouted: "We can't escape, we can only continue to kill our fellow clansmen endlessly."
He has limited control over us, so we rushed forward to fight him!"
After saying that, he jumped up, jumped very high, and ran towards the office. The office building was not very high, and with Brooke's jumping ability, he could fly directly up with a few ups and downs. But before he could jump up, he almost jumped up.
A magical sword energy attacked him. When he looked up, there were four more people on the edge of the building. They seemed to be protecting the other party's spellcasting. Then there was a sound of wind behind him, but his own compatriots who had been lost were also chasing after him.
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Magicians of the mind control system are generally very 'weak'. This 'weakness' comes from the mind magic they have learned. Mind magic is one of the thirteen series of magic, including the 'no system' and the 'space summoning system'.
It is one of the most difficult magics to learn along with the 'Poison System' and 'Space Summoning System'. Whether it is for the control and training of mental power or the practice of theoretical study, it is very
hard.
Therefore, as psychic magicians, most of them spend all their energy on spiritual learning, while for other magic they just learn to understand and use it, and improve themselves. Since they are in Kurantin, facing these three majors
Students in these three departments will also lower their exam requirements appropriately, because these three departments are too difficult to learn, but they are very easy to use.
'Hallet' sneered: "Do you think I will let you kill me without any defense? If you want to kill me, you are still young."
Brooke suffered multiple attacks from both front and back, and fell to the ground injured. The rest of his companions could not avoid the same fate, and they had to fight with their own kind again!
'Hallet' looked at them coldly and smiled even more happily. He liked to see this kind of scene. He felt like playing with a puppet, asking them to do whatever they wanted, and it would happen. It was up to him to control the situation.
The power of other people's destiny is an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, which makes him feel that he is standing high above others, allowing them to step on and play with him.
Brooke is a man in the clan who has always shed blood but never sheds tears. But now, in this situation, his eyes are moist, full of anger and helplessness. Every time he sees a member of his clan fall, his heart is filled with tears.
It was as painful as being grabbed. For the first time, he felt that his power was so weak. For the first time, he, the number one warrior of the Danluer tribe, felt that he was so useless. He really wished that he had the power to reach the sky now.
, turning all difficulties into easy, he really wished he could turn into a sharp arrow and pierce that person's heart, even if we die together, he would not hesitate.
'Hallet' laughed crazily. He liked this feeling so much. It was because of this sense of superiority that he succumbed to the power of the ugly old woman and was willing to sell himself. He heard those people below
His desperate, shrill, heart-rending screams made him feel inexplicably excited and satisfied. He enjoyed this feeling.
"Uh... Damn it, I didn't bring any medicine with me." 'Hallet' pressed his head, touched his body with the other hand, and frowned: "I'm too tired, it seems I need to rest. Just care.
I am an archmage, but using two super magics in a row, and at full strength, is really exhausting. It would be great if I were a psychic mage, and I wouldn’t have to worry about mental exhaustion. Damn it!” He said
Looking below, there were only about 20 people from the Danluer clan and those traitors who numbered over a hundred and dozens at first, and they said, "It doesn't matter. Fortunately, it will be over in a while. Just hold on a little longer."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! While Brooke was trying to parry with all his strength, he suddenly saw that the controlled tribesman seemed to be in a trance. His heart moved, and he immediately understood that this guy's mental power was about to be overdrawn.
, at the moment I was actually happy, but also sad.
Although spiritual magic is extremely vicious and few people can resist its power, its consumption of mental power is extremely powerful. Even for the great magician in red robe, he can maximize his mental power and reduce as much mental energy as possible.
It consumes, but it will eventually run out.
What's more, two super magics are used in succession. For ordinary spiritual magicians, using two super magics, one of which is a secret technique, is already very damaging to the spirit, not to mention using it with all their strength.
Unless you drink some medicine that temporarily relieves fatigue and restores your spirit.
Normally, psychic magicians would bring one or two bottles of medicine to quickly restore energy and eliminate fatigue during battle, but now 'Hallet' didn't bring it with him.
Brooke was almost in despair, but he instinctively refused to be killed. Now he saw that the other party was exhausted, and several times he saw the tribesmen he was fighting in a trance, and the speed of his attacks was also much slower. He said with great joy: "Tribesmen, let's go again
Just hold on harder, that guy is about to die, his strength is about to run out!"
As soon as these words came out, the sluggish morale was indeed revived, and everyone cheered up to deal with it.
'Hallet' upstairs had a displeased face: "Damn it, do you still want to make a comeback at the last moment? There is no chance! You four go up, don't worry about me, kill them all!"
The four people were shot straight down like lightning.
Brook secretly thought that was bad. He gritted his teeth and concentrated his fighting spirit. He staggered the people around him. He danced the war spear in his hand and shouted: "Take this from me, spear dance!" Darkness gathered on the spear again.
Hong's fighting spirit was like a wildly dancing light wheel, slamming towards the four people.
They were all moving at high speeds, facing each other. The two members of 'TIHB' had no time to avoid the defense, and were cut in two by the dancing light wheel! However, although Brooke cut two with one move, he also lost
He had no weapons to resist, and was temporarily out of strength, so he could only stand there and let the accused tribesmen around him hack him to death.
"team leader!"
"Brooke..."
The sober tribesmen exclaimed, leaving their opponents alone and running towards Brooke.
'Halert' gritted his teeth and concentrated hard, kneeling on the ground. The sweat on his forehead was one layer after another, and it felt like his head was going to explode. He had to persevere, he knew
Given his current situation, once he relaxes, he will be a piece of meat waiting to be slaughtered.
The tribesmen of Danluer ran to the body of Captain Brooke and started fighting again. When they met the two guys who came down to kill, their long-suppressed anger suddenly broke out, and they quickly chopped the two men into pieces.
'Hallet' knelt on the edge of the building and couldn't hold on any longer: "Damn it, look... it seems... God wants me to die!" He felt dizzy and fell asleep in an instant, and threw his head downstairs.
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The controlled Danluer people stopped their movements, and all of them fainted on the ground.
There were only seven Danluer clan members left standing who were uncontrolled, and each of them was covered in blood and injured. They all fell to their knees on the ground as if they were exhausted.
In fact, this battle didn't last long from the beginning to now, only more than half an hour, but it seemed like a century had passed for them. They didn't know how many of their own race died under their hands, even if it wasn't
I wanted to, but when I think about what I just experienced, it feels like I am in hell. Even the captain, Brooke, is dead!
The seven people fell in a pool of snow or blood and cried bitterly. They were all heartbroken, filled with grief and anger...
After a long time, someone got up and said, "Now is not the time to cry. We still have to save Winnie. This is the captain's last wish."
Several people cheered up: "What should we do now?"
One person said: "Leave a few people to take care of the surviving and dead clan members. The rest of us will chop off the hands and feet of that bastard guy, seal his magic, and then ask him to take us to the clan leader's granddaughter Winnie. Complete