The last battle between Felik and the Five Elders, many buildings were destroyed, but with the joint efforts of many mages, it didn't take much time to build a new house, and soon Felik had his own building.

A huge floating island that connects countless shattered floating stones, and builds a new palace on top of it, without too much arrangement, and when you walk in, you will find a long red carpet that stretches on the ground, climbs up the stairs, and rests under the chair that symbolizes the highest power.

The back of the chair was particularly long, and a huge hanging flag with the sign of three eyes hung from the wall behind it, and there was nothing else except for the passage leading to the second floor on either side.

"Still doesn't work?"

Sitting in the top chair, Felik condescended, looking at Rare and the many members below, who were gasping for breath.

Ryel was drenched in sweat, holding herself in her hands, prostrate on the ground, her face flushed, her eyes watery with tears, her eyes deep in fear and pain, staring directly at Felik with an almost pleading look.

"Please don't, don't...... To me~~" Riel pleaded with a trembling voice.

In her eyes, Felik's cold mask was so majestic and terrifying, and the cold blood-colored eyes behind the mask were like an abyss, making her want to look away, but she couldn't, as if her soul would be involuntarily sucked in.

Felik had a rough idea of how to use coercion misconstruction.

It is not to control people's hearts, but to cultivate a person's servility, which he roughly knows, after all, there is too much knowledge beyond this era, this phenomenon can be explained by Stockholm syndrome, it can also be called a hostage complex, the victim has feelings for the perpetrator, and even helps the perpetrator in turn A complex.

It's human instinct, and even if you know it's wrong, you don't know it's right.

Now the same is true, their own coercion misconception has caused them a huge oppressive force, and the indescribable pain makes them feel that they are hovering on the edge of life and death all the time, and then have the illusion that their own life is in his hands.

As a result, they subconsciously think that it was his gift to survive, and then they are grateful.

Compared with Stockholm, his coercive effect is more intense, extremely outstanding, just look at the appearance of the two people in front of him, Riel is full of fear, he doesn't dare to resist at all, he doesn't even dare to complain, and Mira is more serious, although he can't see her expression, but after being tortured by coercion, his eyes show the ultimate respect.

In this way, Felik can also roughly determine that his coercion is an enhanced version of the principle of the hostage complex, which may be useful for those who are far weaker than him, but if the opponent is very strong, the damage of coercion will be greatly reduced, and it will not be able to have such an effect.

Felik remembers the necessary factor of Stockholm syndrome.

First: the victim must truly feel that the perpetrator is threatening his or her survival.

Second, the victim must be aware of the perpetrator's small gestures.

Third: The only source of information comes from the perpetrator, that is, the brainwashing of the perpetrator's mind.

The fourth and most important point is that the victim must believe that it is absolutely impossible to escape from the perpetrators.

Judging from the current situation, the first and second points can be easily done by themselves, but the third and fourth points must be paid attention to, and further experiments must be carried out.

Okay, I roughly understand, there's no point in continuing on, let's stop here for now, Felik thought to himself.

He flicked his fingers and liberated the miniature coercive cube in Rare's body, and the instant burst of spiritual impact made the other party faint directly.

"Mira, take her down to rest, if you don't have anything to report today, let's disperse."

Felik glanced around at the trembling group of mages, snorted coldly, got up and walked straight between the mages on both sides, and walked out of the door alone.

In prison, Felik looked at the necromancer nailed to the wall, each of his joints nailed by a rune nail, but there was still a faint breath.

The reason why he was alive was because Felik deliberately showed mercy, and if he had done his best at that time, the necromancer would not have survived, and he would not have lost an arm.

"Tell me, tell me all the ways to lift the curse." Felik asked.

The necromancer, who was pinned to the wall, let out a crow-like rattling laugh and stared at Felik with a mocking look that made Felik frown.

"If I say it, will you let me go?"

"Of course, I will do what I say."

"How many years do you think I've lived? Now only silence is the only way for me to live, and speaking out is the only way to die. The necromancer stretched out his dry purple-black tongue and gently licked his cracked lips, a sly light flickering in the depths of his cloudy old eyes.

"You should understand, I have the eye to break the law, as long as I send your men to my team members to see, then I can break your so-called curse, and now I keep you just in case, don't you know what to do."

Felik took out a bag and lifted it gently, there was a sound of metal colliding inside, and when he opened the mouth of the bag, the necromancer's pupils suddenly contracted, and he gasped, which was full of objects he used to store the doll's soul.

There is a spell he has placed on it, and if it is broken, he really has no value in living.

However, his spells are not so easy to crack, and if the spells that a great sage is best at will be easily seen through, then there is really no need to live. He also knows something about the Eye of Spellbreaking, which is not something that can be seen through any spell.

Though...... The eyes of the elf in the information were indeed different from the ordinary eyes of lawbreakers.

With a flicker of his eyes, the necromancer sneered and shook his head: "Go, go, I want to see if the so-called Spellbreaker Eye can see through the curse technique that I have created with all my life's painstaking efforts, if it is seen through, I will admit it!" ”

Felik stared at the other for a moment, then nodded.

"The more powerful the mage, the more they cherish life, because they want to pursue the pinnacle of magic, and in my eyes, the same is true. I don't believe that a great sage would give up his life so easily. ”

As he spoke, Felik took out a red gem, and when he saw the red gem, the necromancer's face turned pale with a brush.

"How...... How can it be in your hands!! ”