Charlie slid through the crevices of the vicious wraith, though his speed was not diminished, and he could not withstand the dense pounces.

The chip monitors hundreds of wraiths, calculates their speed and trajectory, and finds an escape route from them, which is almost at full capacity, while the high frequency of steering switching and sprinting back and forth is extremely exhausting.

An inattentive corner of his coat, fluttering by a vicious spirit, swept across his left ribs, obviously it was just a non-threatening contact, but it had an unexpected effect.

In the frenzy, Charlie suddenly raised his head, his face was distorted, and his left rib seemed to have been cut by a red-hot nail and iron hammer, and the pain was almost out of his body.

Charlie forcibly twisted the deformation, rolled on the ground, and continued to run forward.

The cruel problem is that in the illusion, pain does not activate the body's defense mechanisms, does not block the transmission of pain, and allows you to bear the pain completely.

The cruel problem is that in reality, Charlie can block the pain sensation of the body by switching the chip mode, but when the damage is acting on the soul, the chip mode cannot shield this pain, because it is not a response of the nervous system.

After the injury, Charlie's ability to move was affected, and he inevitably suffered a second and third attack, and his physical condition was worsened.

The second blow hit the arm, Charlie only felt that his entire arm was crushed by a heavy object, the muscles in his chest and abdomen twitched uncontrollably, his breathing was rapid and hard, and the whole person fell to the ground, planting a heel.

The third blow hit the back, and if someone whipped him in the back, the skin was torn open, and even the internal organs were pumped open.

When ordinary people encounter this kind of pain, they have long since curled up on the ground, losing the ability to resist.

Charlie breathed rapidly, but the gas was only swirling in his throat, and he couldn't wash his lungs at all, and the white skin under his clothes became red, especially where he was hit, it was already a piece of blood red, and he restrained himself with the greatest perseverance, he used this tumbling time to adjust his state and continue to avoid the vicious resentful spirits with his teeth and claws.

Every touch can bring severe pain, in addition, the brain is also affected by some effects, the damage to the soul is obvious, in the chip, a figure representing the soul has been covered in bruises, the whole person is a little confused, confused.

Charlie, however, does not resist this extremely abusive game.

In the statistics of the chip, the mental power is growing at a considerable rate, and abandoning some pain, Charlie can feel a warm feeling coming from the depths of his consciousness.

Charlie gradually understood the idea of this illusion, the "vicious resentful spirit" in reality can hurt people's souls, because every blow it blows on the soul, in the illusion, this damage is illusory, it will not hurt the soul, but it can make you bear the pain of the soul being "tortured".

The soul is such a strange thing, the more you oppress it, the more it can provoke its rebound, as long as you can not be knocked down by the pain, unyielding, fully bear this pain, and try to control the rhythm of your injury, you can enhance the soul power, and the longer you hold on, the better the effect.

Of course, if your will is not strong enough and is crushed by pain, those imaginary soul attacks may be "real" and reflected on people, and people will be reduced from now on, and no one can cure a person who thinks he is "sick".

Time passed little by little, Charlie ran tirelessly in the illusion, dodged, almost numb, after his physical strength was squeezed to the limit, the body's reaction became simpler, and if he couldn't dodge, he would bear it at the lowest cost, all relying on the computing power of the chip that was not affected by the human state, providing evasion lines and trying his best to support.

At some point, the illusion in front of me suddenly vanished, and the vision returned to darkness.

Charlie stopped, took a big breath, and as soon as he raised his head, he felt a cloud of light in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, the dark scene quickly faded.

Charlie found himself lying on the back chair, motionless, seeing the candle fluttering and beating on the opposite side, moving his body slightly, feeling that his whole body was still aching, mobilizing the chip analysis, but he could not find any physical damage, which was an illusion, an illusion of memory of severe pain.

Then, Charlie saw Eliza, who had a tired face, looking at him with an incredible expression.

Charlie moved his muscles and asked, "Why did it stop?"

Eliza straightened her sweat-soaked hair, glared at him angrily, and said, "I'm too tired to hold on." ”

Charlie smiled sheepishly.

"You're such a monster! Check your catch! I'm too tired to rest for a while. Eliza left the room on her own.

Suddenly, I felt that Eliza's back was a little weak.

Charlie blurted out, "Thank you, boss." ”

Eliza slowed her steps and smiled, "You deserve it!"

Waiting for Eliza to leave, Charlie stopped to check his status, not surprisingly, his mental power suddenly jumped up a lot, looking at this number, Charlie was a little confused, he clearly remembered his short magic career, several key points of mental power growth.

At Fort William, Master Ron tested Charlie's talent with smoky quartz, which shattered, thus concluding that he was gifted with mental power, and the idea of taking Charlie as an apprentice was born, but this attribute could not be quantified at the time, only making Charlie realize that his mental power was the only bright spot among all mediocre attributes.

In the Sogo Shoals, Charlie collected enough data to finally establish the Princeson standard on the Wagland continent, quantifying an individual's attributes for the first time, and at the beginning, his mental power value was 368.

Under the Tree of Life, Charlie assisted the Sunset Elf to kill Sival and get the opportunity to heal in the Cocoon of Life, and the moment he broke out of the cocoon, Charlie's mental power increased unprecedentedly, directly rising by 120 points to 560.

In the imperial capital of Raphael City, because Charlie shined in the magic creative contest hosted by Princess Elsa, he was fortunate enough to attend a royal dinner, ate a meal of red dragon meat, fell into a coma, and after waking up, his mental power increased by 23 points, reaching 583.

Today, all the records of the past are ancient, and the spiritual power has reached 1081 points!

It meant that Charlie's mental power had almost doubled, and what doubling meant, he didn't have a little idea in his heart yet, and he needed to make some attempts.

Suddenly, Charlie stared at a corner of the room, a strong spiritual coercion struck the past, the candle in the distance seemed to be swept by a strong wind, almost extinguished, and then, heard a whimper from the corner, the unusually strong Hellhound retreated to the corner, making a frightened sound, it is hard to imagine that the Hellhound also has such a weak side?! What makes Charlie even more happy is that he himself has the strength to make his opponent feel great pressure with his mental strength alone, and today is just the beginning.

The corners of Charlie's mouth raised slightly, and the first feeling was not bad, you can try the effect of the surge in mental power and the enhancement of magic.

With a thought, the magic furnace lifted the lid slightly, and a stream of pure magic gushed out, and when Charlie took a deep breath and was about to experience a new sense of magic control, the magic power was like life, flowing obediently in his hands, still maintaining the vitality of the past, but without that condensed sense of control.

Charlie walked out of the Blood Raven Bar, his brain simulated the magic frequency of the fireball technique, and the pure magic power was immediately transformed into a violent flame element under the influence of some mysterious power, and the flame element was compressed into a sphere the size of a pigeon's egg under the action of powerful spiritual power, which was three times smaller than the ordinary fireball technique.

The mini fireball was thrown out casually, and it flew nearly 60 meters before Charlie felt a little powerless, and the moment he let go of the control, the mini fireball exploded.

Bang!

A small fiery red mushroom cloud bloomed in the distance, and the raging flames instantly ignited the three big trees, and a large amount of data immediately appeared in the chip vision, and after they were screened, filtered and counted, some conclusions were drawn: the damage range of the fireball was increased by 60%, the impact was increased by 89%, and the effect of burning was attached, such data was like a new magic, more powerful than the fourth-order fire magic "Great Fireball".

Charlie suddenly had an idea, with his current mental strength, can he resist the pressure of the other party against Ferrinand?!

Charlie always remembers that humiliating scene, Felinand was so angry that he fell to his knees, his knees shattered, that pain, that kind of humiliation is always engraved in people's hearts.

At the beginning, that pressure felt like Charlie had a mountain on his back, and it was not at all a strength that normal people could bear, and in the face of this situation, Charlie couldn't help but have a question, is this pressure really provided purely by mental power? So, how many times stronger does Fellinand's mental power have to be stronger than him to achieve this kind of crushing effect?

I'm afraid there are some hidden secrets here.

Charlie came to his senses, as the bursting fireball had set fire on fire in half of the forest, causing a riot among the town's infernal monsters.

Just when Charlie was dealing with these problems, two black shadows appeared on the battlefield where Charlie and the little devil were fighting, although they couldn't see the figures clearly, they could also feel the extraordinary momentum of the two people.

One of the shadows groped on the ground, looking, smelling, and finally returning to the other.

"Your Highness, this should be a civil war, both of the dead are from hell, all the dead are mortally wounded, died on the spot, and there are no non-fatal wounded in sight, indicating that those wounded may have been co-opted. ”

His Highness snorted, spewed out a smell of sulfur, and said, "What a group of livestock without rules, without conquering the natives of the plane, their own people fought first!"

The dark shadow replied, "Leaving Hell, those rules are of course much less restrictive to them!, after all, they don't know that His Highness has come to this plane. ”

"The winner of this battle should be not far away, I wonder if I should pay a visit and let it converge a little?"

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you don't have that much time, we have to focus on the main task, I suggest you put him aside for a while, let this person try to absorb the surrounding forces, when the time comes, you are coming forward, then you can take over his territory?"

His Highness bowed slightly, and said, "Let's go! We must find the thief who stole the half-plane! According to the intelligence, that half-plane may belong to a powerful main plane that is no less than hell." ”

The Black Shadow exclaimed, "Oh my God, the main plane is as powerful as hell, that's really exciting!!"