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Section 20 Brain Domain

Duran's hands tightly grasped the hot object, and the Flame King's talent was invisibly stimulated by an unspeakable power.

His body temperature began to rise sharply. If his mind was still clear, he might be able to check from the contract assistance system that his current body temperature was far higher than the normal temperature, even higher than the last time he awakened his talent.

Higher!

The Time Armor shrank suddenly, and Dulan felt that his body was about to be squeezed out. He rolled on the ground in pain, but never dropped the thing in his hand.

Because he knows that once he lets go, he will really lose!

The Time Armor was like a meat grinder, mercilessly compressing Duran's body. His skin was bleeding profusely, and his eyes were scarlet. The pain hit his nerves like a tide, his teeth trembled, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Coming out of the gums, the sweet and fishy smell goes straight to the forehead.

"Dirty bastard, do you think you can escape the fate of surrender?" Heinsall's slightly sullen voice rang in Duran's mind again.

The fragment of his soul has been living on the Time Armor for a long time. If it were not for the power of the Time Armor, it would have disappeared long ago. In fact, due to an accident many years ago, the Heart of Time on the Time Armor was deprived of it. This artifact

It became an incomplete state, and its effect and power were greatly weakened. Heinsol's soul fragments resided on the armor, and he was damaged accordingly. At this time, his soul energy was almost exhausted.

The lamp is in a state of withering. But he relies on his own strength, and a silver-level ant like Duran will definitely not be able to disobey his orders.

Seeing Duran provoking him again and again, even the angry dragon with only some soul fragments left became angry. He felt that it was necessary to teach this ignorant boy some lessons.

"After you put on my time armor, you must obey me obediently, otherwise there will be only one end!" Heinsall said coldly, and under his control, the time armor tightened tighter.

Dulan only felt that his internal organs were compressed together, and his breathing was almost stagnant - because he could feel that his lungs were almost collapsed, and several ribs were directly broken, and under the compression of the Time Armor, those broken bones

The ribs were violently inserted into his lungs! He opened his mouth wide, but could not squeeze the air into his chest. The huge pain brought him to the edge of fainting many times, but his strong nerves and will finally allowed him to hold on.

Dulan's current condition is extremely dangerous. If it had been anyone else, he would have been on the verge of death, or even died of internal bleeding due to the forceful squeezing of his body. But he is different from ordinary people. Dulan's

The power of silver is Xiwei's magical bone shrinking technique. Although he cannot use this magical technique in the evil land, in the past use process, his body has adapted to greatly reduce the distance between the internal organs.

So although he looks very embarrassed now, he is still a certain distance away from death.

The only thing that was more dangerous were the broken ribs that pierced into the lungs - Dulan could clearly feel every part of his body. He only felt a burning pain in his chest and it was difficult to breathe. For five minutes at most, he

I'm afraid I'm about to enter a state of shock.

"You have good willpower. I will give you one last chance to surrender to me!" Heinsall said.

"Bah!~"

This is Duran's answer.

How could a proud soul from another world allow him to bow to others?

"Very good, then go to hell!" Heinsol's cold voice sounded, and the next second, a burly middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of Duran's eyes - oh no, this was not in front of Dulan's eyes.

This was a pitch-black space, and Dulan felt that his surroundings suddenly darkened, with only himself and the other person emitting a faint light.

"You, you, how could you enter my mind?!" Dulan took a few steps back in panic.

The middle-aged man's face is as cold as a knife. His eyebrows are long and narrow, and so are his eyes. When he squints, he looks like a fox. His eyes are amber and the pupils are cold. No wonder he is known as the Raging Dragon.

Duran's panic is not without reason. Spells like mental shock only weaken or damage the mental realm of the target creature. Although it can seriously injure the enemy, it is impossible to kill it. At most, it is an idiot. Because every time

A person's brain is the residence of the soul, and it is also a forbidden place that only the gods can control. Even the legendary archmage cannot enter other people's brains.

Heinsol took a step forward: "You have put on the armor of time, and your brain is completely open to me!"

"Impossible!" Duran shouted: "The brain of every intelligent creature is the domain of the gods. Even weird and strange creatures like the Mind Flayer cannot get involved!"

Heinsol laughed wildly and said: "Greedy boy, at last you still have some common sense! The brain is the residence of the soul and the place of the gods. This is right."

"But have you forgotten that I once told you that my strength has reached the realm of demi-gods! Although I have not yet ignited the divine fire, I am still a god!" The middle-aged man mocked in disgust: "You think I am

Will I easily hand over an artifact like the Armor of Time to you? The three-piece set of time is closely related to the whereabouts of the Witch God. Only people with truly noble moral character can possess it. And I see nothing in you except greed.

Come on! People like you are not worthy of possessing the Time Armor."

A strange look flashed across Dulan's face: "I don't deserve to have the Time Armor? Are you worthy?"

Heinsall said proudly: "I am the king of the Kiska people, the supreme leader of the barbarians, and the last hero of the Anzei people. I shoulder the heavy responsibility of rejuvenating the three nations! The Sword of Time chose me, and time has chosen me.

The armor also surrendered to me. If the cloak of time hadn't disappeared for too long, I would have collected the three-piece set of time long ago! I led my people out of the wilderness, I led them to rebuild their homes, and I led them to fight against the invading enemies.

To this day, my men are still loyal to me and they believe that I will return and that I will not let them down."

"It's so ridiculous to come back." Dulan shook his head and said, "In the final analysis, you are just a loser."

Heinsall was furious: "That's a conspiracy!"

Dulan sneered and said: "Losers only make excuses."

Heinsol was furious: "Boy, if you weren't the first person to find me in the past thousand years, I wouldn't have the patience to talk to you so much. Since you don't want to surrender to me, I won't force you. I can only

Completely obliterate your soul!"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Dulan's eyes: "Erase my soul? Lord Heinsall, I'm afraid you will be disappointed again."

The middle-aged man stopped talking. He rushed forward and grabbed Dulan's shoulders with both hands. He was far taller than Dulan, and in this person's brain, in the mysterious place, both sides

The distance seems far away, but it is actually only one step away.

"Boy, to me, you are as thin as a girl!" Heinsor said with a ferocious smile: "I want you to see with your own eyes that your soul is torn apart inch by inch until it finally turns into a piece of ground.

Fragments!”

Dulan did not answer him. He suddenly lowered his head and drooped his eyelids.

In the surrounding darkness, there was a faint light.

An eerie silence spread.

Heinsall felt something vaguely, and he looked around in surprise. At this moment, he, who was closely close to Duran, heard this set of syllables:

"Fou'sboom, Arreca... (Elven messenger: the first world, parents...)"

"What's going on?!" The angry dragon was shocked, and his hands holding Dulan suddenly felt hot.

He instinctively let go of his hands, only to see that his palms suddenly turned a fiery red!

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