"You witch!"

Sindra felt a dull pain in her arm being clutched with force, and she turned to see faces twisted with anger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The villagers, armed with forks and pickaxes, were out of breath when they caught up here, their eyes red and grief bursting in their eyes from the sight of the burning in the forest.

"You killed my child!" They shouted hysterically.

"They would have died, too." Sindra said lightly, with no emotion on her cheeks, as if witnessing the tragic deaths of these children and wolves was just a matter of course for her.

"We can get them out! Why should you ......"

"Ridiculous." Sindra smiled, a snorting laugh, with a mocking one, her head slightly bowed, her silver-white bangs hanging down, slightly obscuring her mean gaze. "Can you really find this huge forest? By then, the child would have already been eaten, right? I have taken away these scourges for you forever, and I have paid for the lives of a few children who are about to die. ”

"You wicked witch...... Kill...... Kill her! The man in the lead swung his pickaxe and slashed at Sindra, his eyes red, and the villagers behind him slashed at him with their weapons.

An emerald green psionic shield enveloped Syndra's body like an upside-down hood, blocking out all incoming attacks. The man's hand that grabbed Syndra's arm could pass through the psionic energy, but it was as if it was burning with the surging psionic energy, and he let go of her in pain.

"This energy...... This witch actually used ...... Psionic ......"

The villagers looked at the girl in disbelief as they looked at the green shield that suddenly appeared in front of them. The man who killed their child used the psionic power that was considered holy in Ionia! No one has ever hurt someone with psionic energy for thousands of years!

Sindra looked at the blade of the farm tool on top of her head, which was less than an inch away from her, and sneered again.

"It's you who are too weak." "If I choose to stand idly by," she casually folded, "you will have to let the wolves go, and then you will return to the village in despair when the fruitless search drains your strength." Right? Or maybe you have finally found it, fighting with the wolves, whether you can save your children or not is another matter, I'm afraid you will have to seriously injure a few more people, and take a few more lives, right? Now that I've saved more people in the village, helping you kill these wolves is just a whim, it's my freedom, I'm not a good man, I'm not a guard who is called around by you all day long, and I have to be full of opinions. Sindra said, her voice cold and calm, like a smooth piece of porcelain.

She paced away from the angry villagers, and a few impulsive lads swung their weapons and smashed them wildly against her psionic shield, but to no avail.

"It's you who can't protect your children, it's that you're too weak, no wonder anyone." She paused and spoke in a low voice, as if to get her words clear into everyone's ears.

Sindra left in full view, and she returned to the temple, to the cabin next to the temple. Pushing open the door, she saw Karma sitting in the sun, reading the ancient scripture, her eyes as if she had wandered into some distant world, completely immersed in it, and a few small birds landed on her shoulders and chirped.

But as soon as Sindra got closer, the birds flapped their wings and flew away.

Karma came back to his senses from his fugue. "You're back?"

"See what I've got?" Sindra smiled and opened a soft cloth bag.

"What? Be...... Crystals? ”

Inside the open cloth bag was a small pile of crystal clear crystals, they were small and transparent, as if they were resin, but they were clearer than resin. If it weren't for the fact that Kalmar could sense the energy in these crystals, he might have thought it was some colorless crushed gemstone or something.

"Yes, I condensed it in the forest."

"Cohesion?"

Sindra nodded, "Okay." She said triumphantly, her palms spread out, holding the bottom of the cloth bag, and she stared at the small pile of crystals, watching them rise little by little, suspended in midair, psionic energy like water rolled up in the wind, they swirled in an orderly manner, around a certain core.

Karma noticed, it was a cluster of psionic energy. Although it is only an extremely small point, it has gathered an extremely large amount of spiritual energy. This huge energy attracted the transparent crystals, and gradually condensed into a colorless and closed sphere, and the emerald green spiritual energy gathered in the center was scattered, like a liquid flowing from a spring, surging in these countless crystals in one place, gradually revealing a crystal blue.

"It's done, it can probably be called the Orb of Life." Sindra held the orb in her palm, tossed it and caught it, the bead fell in her palm, but it didn't make much sound, it was light and fluttering, and it didn't look like a pure solid object, with a hard boundary separated from the outside world. "These crystals are quite rare life energy, and I have been to the forest many times before I can condense enough amounts. It can transform mental power into life force for healing; It is also possible to reverse this process and absorb the life force, which is a powerful weapon. ”

"It's still like that." Karma shook her head helplessly, "Sindra, you're still too persistent. ”

She was really amazed by the control she had just shown, but psionic energy was not like the magic of the continent on the other side of the sea, it was more like a language, with which she could communicate with all things in heaven and earth, and she could also send her kindness into the hearts of others. It is not about how much energy is controlled, because there is always a limit to individual power, but between heaven and earth, the great power of nature is inexhaustible.

She had said this old thing, which Mama Tara had always said before, and it was not for any utilitarian purpose to teach these children to practice psionic powers, for thousands of years, Ioniana's tradition of perfecting everything to the extreme, never to become stronger, but to stand taller before the path of enlightenment.

Every time Sindra listened, she just dragged out her voice and said, "Okay—good—"

Karma ended up smiling at her special personality, ruffling her silver-white hair like a sister, like a silky filament.

Sindra didn't say a word about what happened to her in the forest, believing she had made it clear that in that case, she had made the best choice, even if she could control the powerful psionic powers, it would not be easy to kill them one by one under the siege of the wolves, and she would not be able to stop the wolves from escaping.

She helped them as much as she could, but they only saw her indirectly killing their children.

Anyway, they'll figure it out.

Sindra thought that after dinner, Karma would meditate for a while, and then they would fall asleep on Mama Tara's old plank bed.

It wasn't until late at night that she discovered that the blazing and dangerous red flame had enveloped her world.