Ash was baffled that these magicians could always come up with new terms that he had never heard of before.
"It actually succeeded, Heath actually succeeded! How is it possible, how is this possible!" Xilin roared in a low voice, suddenly transformed into a desktop cleaning master, slammed the desk, and pushed the curtain of knowledge on the desk to the ground with a push of both hands.
, and broke into several pieces with a snap.
Ash swallowed: "Calm down, calm down, would you like to explain the situation to me, maybe I can provide all support except substantial help - eh!"
The tree trunk suddenly compressed inward, and Ash suddenly felt heavy pressure coming from all directions, almost squeezing him out of breath, and even breathing became extremely difficult, as if he was about to turn into Ash's husband cake in the next second!
I, I can't breathe!
"Aren't you going to resist?" Xilin said coldly, with his left hand facing Ash, making a 'grasp' gesture: "Your body is still so fragile, I will crush you to pieces if I'm not careful, I just
Count three. Three, two, one—"
I'm done now?
If I had killed him just now...if I hadn't come to Xilin...if...
When death was imminent, Ya Xiu unexpectedly discovered that he was not that strong, and his heart was filled with regret. He thought that he did not have much attachment to life, but it seems that this was not the case in fact.
Or maybe, what he is attached to is not life...
Ash subconsciously closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, waiting for the last severe pain before death.
However, after the countdown ended, the tree trunk did not break through Ash's wall to squeeze out the juice. Instead, it loosened a little, allowing Ash to breathe freely again.
He opened his eyes and saw Xilin stumbling down next to the desk, with tears on his face, but a smile on his lips: "You are indeed not Heath, you are indeed not... Hahahaha! He succeeded? He actually succeeded? He
How can it be successful?"
Yaxiu watched Xilin cry and laugh quietly, and then asked for a long time: "What were you testing just now?"
Xilin didn't care about etiquette at all, and just sat on the carpet next to the desk. After a moment, he replied: "The real Hiss holds the 'key'. No magic power or even language is needed, as long as Hiss activates the key
, can control any believer - including me."
His face showed a bone-deep fear: "That is a pollution more terrifying than death, a complete deprivation of self-control! I once tried to commit suicide, but death is not an excuse for disobedience. I lost it the moment before committing suicide.
I had no control over my body until I completed the work he assigned me, and I regained the right to 'use' my body... From now on, I could not resist any of his orders, and could only do my best to implement his will."
"From the moment you put the Heart Sword on my neck, I knew you were not Hiss. But I didn't dare to believe it, and I didn't dare to take the risk - maybe Hiss was just acting, maybe you were just a split personality of Hiss, or maybe
..." Xilin's voice was trembling: "I don't have the courage to believe that Heath will disappear."
"I'm afraid you're just another one of his fools."
Ash looked at Xilin's right hand: "You just said stunning eyes..."
"Didn't you inherit Heath's memory?" Xilin raised his right hand. The hole in his palm was so round, like a puzzle piece with a missing piece, and the moonlight passed through it without any hindrance.
"This is the hole drilled by Heath himself. This is the price of the ritual."
"Ritual...Ritual faction?"
"That's right," Xilin looked down at his hand: "To be fair, although the price is not small, the effect of "Stunning Eyes" is also extremely powerful. Anyone who is gazed at by me through the palm of my hand will fall into thinking for several seconds.
There is lag, during which the opponent cannot take any action at all, not even in the blink of an eye."
Forced control!
Ash deeply felt the horror of this magician's control skills - he couldn't resist the sluggish thinking experience just now, because at that time he didn't even have time to think of 'resistance'.
If ordinary people's thoughts are like a waterfall, there are countless waves of water stirring up thoughts every minute, and Ash's thoughts just now are equivalent to a quagmire. After a long time, there is a bubble that becomes immortal due to decay.
"Of course, such a powerful effect is not without limitations." Xilin said: "The stunning eyes can only be effective once for each person, because only the first time is 'surprising', and after that, only 'beautiful' is left.
.”
"I just got a stunning eye, so you must be sure that I'm not Hiss..."
"His has already seen my stunning eyes." Xilin said calmly: "Heath has also seen all the believers in the church who have been given stunning eyes. He will not let the believers have the means to counter him."
Although there is no evidence, Ash is trapped in the tree at this time. Now Xilin wants him to stand upside down and have diarrhea. There is no problem. Xilin has no reason to deceive him.
However, Ash still finds it hard to believe it - after all, Heath is a scumbag who is not even a magician. Without Ash, Heath might not even be able to pass the level of the new killer 'Beautiful Beast' Igura, and would be directly killed by Igu
He robbed all his contribution points and was reduced to the bottom of the prison.
If Heath is really a villain with a trump card, then...where is the trump card?
I came here to fight for you, but you didn’t even leave me your trump card!?
So Ash still feels that Xilin is fooling his IQ. A two-hundred-year-old two-winged elf is actually controlled by a twenty-year-old non-magic human? If Ash tells this to Sword Queen, Sword Queen
Most likely they would respond to him, 'Don't read so many pornographic publications when you are young'.
After a moment of silence, Ash asked: "Why do you have to tell me so much?"
"Because I'm thinking," Xilin looked at the ground: "What should I do with you."
"After all, the last mission Heath left for me was to kill you."
Ash was stunned: "Kill me...wait, but I am Ash Hiss, what do you mean-"
"That's right." Xilin stood up holding on to the desk, "The last task Heath gave me was to ask me to do my best to kill him. To completely obliterate Heath after the ceremony."
The corners of Ash's mouth twitched and his pupils shrank suddenly: "So, I was captured by the blood mad hunter... Varkas... the blood moon trial... and Gerald's visit, all..."
"It's all your own will." Schilling said: "I'm just trying my best to carry out your orders."
The one who wants to kill me is Heath?
Even though Ash tried to judge that Xilin was lying, his heart still beat unsatisfactorily.
Endless malice and resentment flooded his thoughts like a deep sea, a heart-breaking chill seeped into his whole body, and he seemed to be able to hear the ridicule of countless people in a trance.
It turns out that he was a clearly arranged chess piece from the very beginning.
He couldn't even tell who was the real mastermind behind the scenes. He was like a child who saw his schoolbag being thrown around by villains. He didn't know who to hit if he wanted to, and he was so aggrieved that he almost shed tears.
But for some reason, Ash didn't ignite the fire of anger to dispel the coldness in his heart.
He calmly accepted the truth that he had been fooled, and could even watch his thoughts boiling and boiling indifferently, just like watching someone else's magician's manual and enjoying a stormy plot.
When you can see pain, you are free from pain.
When you can see yourself, you are free from destiny.
Anger, resentment, and regret cannot solve any problem. Only absolute calmness, precise judgment, and mechanical execution can penetrate all secrets, clearly understand the truth of the world, and implement one's own will.
Don't be influenced by the hormones secreted by your body to think, don't be constrained by boring worldly ideas, and don't be calmed down by unknown fate.
Ash, you have to look at yourself, you have to transcend reality, you have to think about the right next step, implement a strategy to maximize benefits, and use all available resources.
Just treat other people as tools.
Treat yourself as a tool.
You can become an observer with no distracting thoughts.
