Duchamp was sweating in fright. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he never thought that in the spiritual world, he would encounter such a substantial attack.

"Phantom Blessing!"

This tried-and-true skill has lost its effect.

"No!" He was so terrified to see that he was unconsciously swept out the door, scraping towards those gloomy traps.

In just a few seconds, Duchamp tried a variety of moves he knew, from physical attacks to spell attacks to psychic control, but none of them worked.

The whirlwind swept through it, and involuntarily retreated towards the door. Duchamp looked anxiously at Joshua on the bed, hoping that he would wake up and stop the hurricane. This is his world, and all power is at his disposal.

The door to the room was opened, and outside was a swarthy world with no idea how many traps there were. At this time, Duchamp suddenly blessed his heart, remembering that he still had a trick, and his mind moved, and the rainbow enchantment suddenly enveloped his whole body.

At this time, the blind cat finally touched the dead mouse, and the whirlwind formed a huge whirlpool, rolling up everything in the room, and rushed towards Duchamp, but Duchamp, who was in the center of the enchantment, stood steadily, and those strange powers were gradually absorbed by the enchantment after touching the rainbow enchantment.

Gradually, the true face of the whirlwind was revealed, it was a swirling incantation, but Duchamp did not understand what it meant. All he could do was to maintain and urge the rainbow barrier to fight against the spell.

Gradually, the spell was outnumbered by the power of the rainbow enchantment, and it turned into a scream and dissipated into nothingness.

Unscathed, Duchamp put away the rainbow barrier and looked around with a frown.

The loud noise just now did not affect Joshua in the slightest, and he continued to sleep.

The room was a mess, littered with broken furniture and debris.

And these are Joshua's memories, and I don't know how much negative impact it will have on him.

Duchamp thought to himself in annoyance as he reluctantly cleaned up, trying to tidy up the place.

"I can't recover it, what can I do!"

He looked at the broken furniture and clutter, and suddenly thought that since this is the brain domain, and all the patterns here are Joshua's spiritual mappings, then the skill of spiritual healing should be very useful.

He tried to unleash this skill, and was surprised to find that everything in the room slowly restored to the way it was before the whirlwind blew, only the lamp on the roof was different, it was still stubbornly on, emitting a faint light, obviously, it was the owner of this room who wanted it to be lit, and hoped that this place would not be so cold and dark.

The cooldown of this skill is a bit long.

Duchamp was patiently waiting for the skill to cool down, and another shot came. He was surprised to find that everything in the room had become orderly, and the mirror frames on the walls had returned to the front of the group photo of the three of them. The scattered toys on the ground were retrieved into the toy box, but the small wooden sword scattered on the ground was gone.

Duchamp looked carefully in the room for a while, only to find that the wooden sword had run to the bed and was sleeping with Joshua in his arms.

See, the spirit of the owner of this room has been able to maintain order here. The way this room was as it was was Joshua's ideal habitat in his mind.

Duchamp tried to look out of the window of his room, and it was pitch black and looked empty. There are no neighbors, no homes, no villages, and no trees. There was no other light either.

Duchamp couldn't help but shudder, could it be that everything in this room was all of Joshua's spiritual world?

Duchamp once looked at his own spiritual world, and he knew very well that the world was vividly transformed, although because the world that can be controlled by the human brain domain takes precedence, and most of the outer world is just an empty field, but there is also the sky, the land, and the rocks, which is a complete world, or rather, the reflection of the world in the human heart.

And Joshua's world has completely lost its reflection of this world, and only has a little attachment and persistence to home in his heart.

The cooldown time for spiritual healing has come again, Duchamp tried to release another skill, but nothing changed in the room, it seems that the healing power of this skill for Joshua has come to an end.

Duchamp looked left and right in disappointment, and suddenly an idea came to mind, and he continued to pour magic into the lamp on the roof, and the rainbow light emitted by that lamp grew wider and wider, and gradually, a huge rainbow appeared in the room, falling from the roof to the floor, like a colorful arch, emitting a soft light, illuminating the room warm and bright. With the new decorations, it seems that this room is not as cold and dilapidated as it used to be.

Well, it's pretty much the same now! Duchamp looked at the entire room again with satisfaction, and said goodbye to Joshua, who was still asleep, "The black-haired prince, you will always be warm and safe in this room. ”

I don't know if this level of spiritual suggestion is useful. He thought with a sigh, gathering his mental strength and retreating from Joshua's mind.

He didn't notice a single detail, under the rainbow light, Joshua who was sleeping had grown significantly, from a child of five or six years old to an eleven or twelve year old.

Duchamp withdrew from Joshua's world, and his spiritual power returned to his body, when he suddenly stumbled. He felt dizzy for the first time, which was the sequelae of excessive magic power, not only was his mental strength difficult to support, but even the muscles of his body felt sore. He hurriedly leaned against the windowsill, and with the help of the starlight, he felt better. The cooldown time for spiritual healing had not yet arrived, and he himself desperately needed a shot.

"Well, Cassius, why are you in the room too?" Duchamp, having barely stabilized his trance-like spirit, found Cassius in the room as well.

"There is such a big movement in the room, how can you not come and take a look!" Cassius said with a smile.

"Movement? What's moving? Is there a hurricane? Duchamp was startled and remembered the dream just now.

"It's not a hurricane, it's your body that glows like a lantern, reflecting the whole room in a sparkling light, and when I first saw the light, it scared me!" Cassius said.

It turned out to be the light of the rainbow enchantment. Duchamp was immediately relieved. He said tiredly, "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep." ”

How is it that a skill that can only be emitted with the help of a tactical guide is completely affected by mental power? What was that strange spell in Joshua's room, and did he break it in this way, for good or bad?

With these chaotic and complicated thoughts, Duchamp fell into a groggy sleep.

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