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Muhati looked at himself standing in front of him, as if he were staring at a mirror

"Do you remember me?" said the other self, and then his face melted, like a shoddy mask, and then his appearance changed to the person that every psychic man had ever loved, who had hated, who had ever known, a thousand faces, a thousand voices, "Do you remember my face?"

A moment of qiē flashed on the earth, and the psychic warlock was unmoved, quietly waiting

"You refuse," Rajat's voice came from the void, "as if those memories really have some kind of value to you, you can't feel joy and you can't draw strength from them, so what do they mean to you?"

The seed buried in Muhadi's heart continued to tempt him to summon terrifying, unspeakable alien monsters, shattering Muhadi's own phantoms again and again, "Why do you choose to succumb to these beasts when the power is in your mind, succumb to their muscles and skills?" he roared

"Accept me and we will be one"

"I promise you a qiē"

Psychic sorcerers face all kinds of temptations, but they never say a word

"I can even reverse your original decision," the primordial warlock conjured up a huge human form of light, and said sharply, "You once chose to abandon a qiē satisfaction, do you regret it? When you have touched a fiery **, but you feel extremely empty in your heart, do you regret it? I can let you regain the pleasure of a normal person."

The Psychic Warlock still didn't say a word

Rajat's body grew bigger, and he grinned and said, "Even if I refuse, I can eventually devour you," and after saying that, he pounced

Muhadi woke up from his bed, covered in sweat, and there was silence all around, without any sound

Since he learned that history of the mind, his spiritual energy has become stronger and stronger, but when he has nightmares, he has more and more dreams, and in the dream, the primordial warlock attacks him, tempts him, and wants to completely control him, but so far, he has not let the other party succeed

It's hard to wake up at night to determine the exact time, and there are no universal timekeeping devices on Artas, such as pocket watches, and mages do have some high-precision hourglasses that are used to measure time in real time, but those hourglasses have a very short timekeeping range and are not used in ordinary life

Muhadi's own biological clock told him that it should be early morning, but there was no sign of the sky to shine, so he walked to the platform attached to his bedroom and looked up at the position of the moon and the stars in the sky

Although he didn't have a sextant or an astronomical telescope, the telemancer's powerful memory and mental arithmetic abilities were able to compare the starry sky he saw with the stars observed in the Tyre region and the astrological aspects observed in the Atgi region in an instant, and then he compared the time of Tyr as perceived by his biological clock, and tried to calculate the relative distance between Ram and Tyre

Muhati tilted his head and thought for a moment, now that he is really far away from Tyre, no wonder Ram did not join the previous Witch King coalition, it turned out that the expedition at this distance could not overcome the pressure of logistics

The night scene in Lamu City is much bleaker than in Tyre, probably because there are so many violent incidents on the streets here, so there are not many decent people going out into the streets at night, and there is no such thing as a night market, and most people in Laam go to bed at night and are grateful that they have spent the day safely

The whole city seemed silent, except for the row of woodpecker-like ancient halflings in the Ram water plant, which was pumping groundwater all the time, when Muhadi thought of his own water plant in Tyre, according to the water plant workers, the water level of the groundwater was falling every year, and no one knew when it would finally dry up

"Why did you wake up?" asked a soft voice as a hand suddenly placed on Muhadi's shoulder

Like most people, the Psychic Warlock slept naked at night, so he was wearing nothing on him at this point, and the same was true of the handmaiden sent by Prince Corwin

Seeing that the telemancer said nothing, the maid stretched out one arm around her neck and put it on Muhadi's shoulder, and the other hand went up along her chest, throat, and chin, "You don't have a beard," she asked, her fingertips on her chin, very provocative

"Not long ago, I scraped off a mask to put on," Muhadi touched his chin, and when it happened to press the maid's hand, he turned around and came face to face with the maid, "I miss it"

"What were you looking at?" asked the maid with a sly chuckle

"I'm imagining a distant universe where all the stars are your eyes," Muhadi said casually, thinking of the weapon that was said to be left behind by the Great Psychic Sorcerer puppeteer

"You forgot your own eyes," replied the maid with a giggle

Her mind revealed that she was more than just a handmaiden, and that her identity was just a façade, and that she was actually the Prince's Assassin Psychic guessed that her mission was to gather intelligence and spy on herself

"Shall we start?" she asked seductively, "you haven't tried me yet."

"No" Muhati refused, "not today, I want to play a game today"

The maid smiled innocently, but Muhadi felt a little disgusted, no matter how pure and flawless she looked on the outside, it was impossible to deceive the perception of the telemagician, so why pretend to be innocent?"What game?" she said with a smile

"I say one word, and you answer the first word that comes to mind," Muhadi said, "how?"

"What is this?" asked the maid shyly, "some custom from Tyre?"

"It's just a game"

She giggled and nodded, and Muhadi said, "Red?"

"Yellow"

"City?" said the telemancer with the second word

"Ram," said the girl

Muhathir continued to "Hearts and minds?"

Goal

The Psychic Warlock nodded and said, "Man?"

"Assassin"

"Women?"

"Female Assassin"

"Machete?"

"Backstabbed" her face stiffened a little

"Murder?"

The more she said "career", the more solemn the maid's expression became, and the disguised smile disappeared

"Kovin," Muhati concluded

The maid did not answer

"Corwin" Psychic Warlock added again

"You're influencing me with your psychics," said the maid, "you're forcing me to say what I really think of."

"I don't need words to read your thoughts, but sometimes, I like to use the older way," says the Psychic Warlock, "This game is very useful, it has a very long history, and it has existed since the time when the Psychic Warlock had no psychic powers, and it can reveal the structure of a person's thinking, isn't it? Sometimes the old way is the good way, not to mention that it also makes you understand how pale and ridiculous your disguise is."

Muhadi continued, "Now I understand why the Face Dancer Assassin is so powerful and famous, because the usual Assassin is simply not good enough in the face of magic and psionic energy"

"Sue Sù Corwin, I am also a person with a sense of honor, and I will not run away," the Psychic Warlock said coldly

"Monster," said the maid

"You're not the first to call me a monster," Muhadi shrugged, losing even interest in mind-reading, "Won't be the last"

"I didn't say you're a monster," the maid replied glaring at Muhadi, "I'm answering your last question, and when it comes to Corwin, I'm thinking of monsters."

"You think Prince Corwin sent me?" said the maid, "I came on my own to avoid Corwin for a while, he is a real monster and you must never mention this in front of him, unless you don't want to live."

After the girl finished speaking, she picked up the clothes that had been thrown on the side of the bed and ran out barefoot

The Psychic Warlock looked up at the strange starry sky, monsters, he thought, he could make friends with this Prince Corwin, after all, monsters can understand monsters

The moon was like an eyebrow, and it didn't answer anything

The Grand Auction House in Lamu City was run by Prince Eric and is one of the most spectacular buildings in the city, and as the eldest son of the witch king Abellachili, Eric is not involved in any power struggles, at least on the surface, he looks like a desireless collector who is only keen to earn a middle fee through his own auction house

There is a row of tall statues at the main entrance of the auction house, it is said that the appearance of Xiàn is from ancient times, the image of the warriors under the primordial warlock Rajat, Muhati can vaguely distinguish the statue of Hamanu, but he doesn't know the other witch kings, it is the witch king Karak of Tyre City, and he doesn't know the appearance of the other party, although the revolutionaries have also painted the portrait of Karak, but they are all green and fanged, bloody and hideous, and they can't be real

The Witch Kings had a selfless, heroic and fearless look, and almost everyone had a species under their feet that they had exterminated, and the Psychic Warlock saw the appearance of ogres, gnomes, orcs, goblins, Pik Spirits and other ancient species, but there were also a few Witch Kings who had no feet at their feet, and that was the Witch Kings who failed to complete their tasks - such as Abu's Polis, Dwarves, Elves, Halflings and other ancient races, although they were also killed very badly, but they survived to modern times

"Forty of the world's finest craftsmen lost their fingers and even their lives while carving these statues," Corwin seemed to guess Muhadi's thoughts, exclaiming, "and they all felt that it was well worth it"

"The creatures at the feet of the witch kings, their expressions are lifelike," Muhati exclaimed

"Oh, that part wasn't carved, it was the effect of petrified magic, they were all real humanoids," the prince explained

Pointing to the corridors and pillars of the auction house, Corwin said, "A blend of the majesty of human architecture and the elegance of elven architecture, works of art that can only be seen in Ram"

Muhati nodded and walked into the hall

Contrary to his expectations, the space inside is much larger than it looks from the outside, obviously this is the effect of using space magic, the layout of the hall is like a song and dance theater, the position of the stage is the auctioneer's platform, the position of the sunken staircase is the buyer's seat, and there are special boxes on the upper floors on both sides, which are used by large customers

"Not only Ram, but also people from the surrounding city-states will come to our auction," said Corwin, "so there is a portal in this building, and it is said that sometimes there will be witch kings who come to buy things in disguise" But Muhadi is skeptical about this, where is the witch king so boring?

"What is that thing?" Muhati revealed a humanoid monster in the auction room, his body was human, and on his bald head was seven or eight cables, each of which was connected to a large floating frisbee, and on the plate was a seated nobleman

"That's the speaker, he speaks on behalf of the nobles," Corwin said, "and the platters that float around his head are the people in power in the nobles' union, whose thoughts are transmitted to the speaker's brain through a guò cable, and the speaker speaks according to the principle of the minority obeying the majority."

"Ingenious" Muhati exclaimed, "Templars and Benedicts would not have been so ingenious...... Hmm, creation?"

"They don't, but Benedict won't come out personally, he's just funding behind his back"

"Speaking of funds," Muhati asked Prince Corwin, "how much can you come up with?"

"Five hundred and sixty thousand gold coins," Corwin replied, "including four hundred thousand in cash, as well as all kinds of real estate and options in my name."

"Didn't you say there was a way to get some extra money?" Muhati asked Corwin again

"It's not done yet," admitted the prince, "it will require a very close operation, and it will be very risky, my men are working on it, but at the same time, our opponents are not idle, and yesterday dozens of caravan leaders came to them and asked me to compensate them for the loss of the caravan robbery, and I had to pay almost 100,000 gold and write down fifty guarantees to deal with them."

"How much do you think they can come up with?" Muhati asked

"Probably no less than one and a half million rams," Corvin told him, "Our goal is to at least get them to spend all their money here, so that Benedict's coffers will have a cash flow break."

Muhadi nodded, indicating that he understood

Buyers are starting to rush in, and while the big lots are almost certain to go to the big buyers, it doesn't stop them from targeting less sought-after lots

There was a commotion at the entrance, and Princess Deirdley and her Templars appeared, dressed in a red gown, with a white pendant around her neck, and a flash of magic that indicated that she had attached a shield of will and anti-prophecy magic to herself

Princess Deirdley walked up to Prince Corwin and Muhathir, and defiantly said, "I hope you won't be too disappointed today," and then turned to leave, entering a box opposite

Muhadi couldn't see the other's mental activity at all, and the mindmancer felt as if her mind was being blocked by an iron curtain, which was "a little tricky," and he told Sù Kowin

"Do your best," the prince replied to him

Soon, all the buyers were there, and one of Prince Eric's auctioneers walked to the middle table and announced the auction officially began

The first lot is a magic gauntlet, the effect is that you can use the cloud burning technique three times a day, which is equivalent to the cloud burning technique performed by the ** master, three dead cloud spells and three stinky cloud spells, plus the effect of protecting against all kinds of poisonous gases, this thing is of little significance to powerful mages, but it is still good for fledgling hands, and some nobles who want to train their children also need this kind of item

There was a quiet outcry, and the last masked man bought the magic item for 11,000 lam gold coins

The second lot was also sold quickly, and the buyer was a dwarf, and although Muhathir wondered how the dwarf had made so much money, he did not try to read the mind, because the next challenge would have to use all his spirit, and he did not want to waste his energy in vain

The third lot is the fake, which looks like an inconspicuous ring, with a brass metal ring inlaid with an Imperial Tears gemstone, and its function is not explained by the auctioneer at all

Muhadi learned from Corwin that it could increase the spell casting of mages, and was said to have been stolen from a witch king's palace and had a base price of 20,000 gold coins, with a minimum of 1,000 gold coins at a time

Princess Deirdley wears an anti-reading heart pendant, so psionic energy can't directly touch her mind, but that alone isn't enough to make a genius psychic sorcerer have nothing to do

Although psionic energy is powerful, it is only the most direct way to read minds, and although it is most effective to directly use psionic energy to contact the other party's heart, it does not mean that psychic warlocks have no other way than this trick

Even if a person manages to block out psionic contact, he or she still has to accept information from the outside world, unless the person is deaf and blind, and does not even have a sense of touch and smell, as long as a person is still in contact with external information, then the telemancer has a way to influence the person's mind

However, it is very difficult to do so, and there is a high probability that it will not succeed Muhathir likes to challenge himself, so he doesn't mind letting it go

He closed his eyes and began to try to infiltrate the other man's brain, and at the same time, Prince Corwin had already begun to bid, "Thirty thousand gold coins," he said to the auctioneer

Muhadi had completely fallen into the space of consciousness at this time, and a world glowing with blue light unfolded in front of his eyes, constantly steaming and undulating This light actually did not exist, it only appeared in the mind of the telemagician, like a three-dimensional chessboard, endless, completely transparent

He could feel the thoughts of most of the people around him, and those thoughts were like souls of light, floating around him These are the thoughts of ordinary people, fragile, contradictory, stupid, Lyra said, the great psychic sorcerer walks among mortals, like a beast walking between lambs, and can shatter a person's soul with a random blow

He also observed Princess Deirdley, whose mind was not exposed, but guarded by a wall of hidden magical and psionic equipment, a wall of shadows and ice in the space of her thoughts, cold, dangerous, and murderous

Dildley - her face was beautiful, but in the world of thought, her skin was like steel, and her eyes were the most violent and unruly sandblasts, containing ruinous and indescribable pressures The wall that protected her mind was not only defensive, but if it sensed an attack on thought, it would take the initiative to strike into the mind of the attacker, burning his brain

Muhadi observed the wall, thinking about its weaknesses, it could shield a qiē from psionic energy and magic, but no matter how tight the defense was, there would be a gap, and now all he had to do was find the gap

He soon noticed a small, almost insignificant door in the wall, from which information was flowing into Dildeli's brain, and Muhadi observed for a while, and now it was Dildeli's auditory nerve information flow, and the sound signal heard by a person's ear was to be converted into nerve electrical impulses in the inner ear, and then transmitted to the brain, in the space of thought, it appeared to be a faint stream of light, through a small hole, into the shining human form

Muhadi disguised himself as a sound signal, seeping through the hole behind the wall, and in reality Dirdley could only feel a faint tinnitus, not aware that the noise was a fake enemy consciousness

For example, this kind of infiltration is like a Trojan horse program disguised itself as a harmless music message, secretly packaging itself and downloading it into the victim's computer, and if the firewall does not show it, it will wreak havoc in the system and steal all kinds of secrets

Muhadi didn't know if there were other psychic magicians who used this method to hack into other people's minds, he himself was inspired by hackers on Earth, and now he tried it, and it worked

In the world of thoughts, the mind can be without a body, but the hole is too "narrow", and the amount of information that the sound signal can carry is too small, so Muhadi reluctantly compressed his thoughts into the voice and squeezed in, but the other party obviously does not have just a piece of anti-mind-reading equipment, behind that wall is a lot of defensive spells, as if an important part of the ghostly town of Deirdley's mind is protected by many levels

A message shot out of a level and was transmitted to the nervous system outside In the real world, Princess Deirdley opened her mouth and said, "Fifty thousand gold coins"

Muhati felt as if he was on a surfboard, battling a storm, churning and surging under his feet, constantly changing Psychic Warlocks disguised themselves as a meaningless subconscious, which was normally enough to fool most consciousnesses, but Deirdley's defensive pendant was invaluable and insignificant, it regularly scanned subconscious messages, meant to prevent being affected by magic, but also kept Muhadi from hiding for long

"Sixty thousand gold coins" Prince Corwin asked for the price, and then Deirdley suddenly chose to back down, revealing a sneer

"Damn," Curvin cursed, he misjudged the other party's intentions, and now it seems that the other party is using this cargo as bait to consume his money, and now he has less capital when competing for the last lot

In desperation, the Psychic Warlock selected a trusted message, an encrypted communication from Deirdley's Psychic Warlock who was using psionic energy to send her a message

Muhadi disguised himself as this message, as if the Trojan horse program in the computer had changed shells, and in order to delay time, he had to disturb some secondary information in the other party's mind, which made the real Dirdley feel a sense of unexplained annoyance, as if all kinds of distractions could not help but emerge

Have I paralyzed her?Or is the alarm bell ringing somewhere, and a red light flashing somewhere?Does she know about my attack?, Muhadi thought, moving quickly

In the next few lots, the Speaker representing the Noble Union and the Templar Dildley each bid for most of the lots with Prince Corwin, and Corwin succeeded in raising the price very high, but on two occasions he misjudged the other party's reserve price and lost a large amount of money

Now, Prince Corwin still has about 300,000 gold coins left in hand, against the opponent's nearly one million gold coins

"Did it succeed?" Corwin was a little anxious, "we don't have much capital left."

"It's close," the psychic didn't open his eyes, and said directly

In the world of thoughts, Muhati found the black castle at the heart of the other party's thinking, the central part of the silence, and the strict defense made him have no way to damn it, and the psychic sorcerer cursed and fought

He was suddenly distracted, and suddenly controlled the limb of an entourage beside Dildley, and with the help of his spiritual energy, he slightly lifted the necklace around the princess's neck, which was less than half a millimeter, but it had already destroyed the protective effect Deirdley did not notice this because he was focused on the auction

A gap suddenly opened in the defense in Deirdley's mind, and the core was exposed

Muhadi rushed in furiously, greedily searching for him and began to destroy the opponent's defenses, surrounded by a circle of translucent blades, extremely sharp, slashing and slashing a large explosion, silent, slow as a "firewall" of slow-motion thought fragments scattered, and was temporarily repulsed

The necklace couldn't stop the Psychic Warlock, so Muhadi loosened his psionic energy and let it fall back on the princess's neck

Succeeded, Mohamad thought, and at this time the auction was going on to the eighth lot

"150,000 gold coins," he told Sù Corwin, "the eighth lot, their reserve price is 150,000 gold coins"

Corwin nodded and announced to the auctioneer, "I'll give you 145,000 gold coins."

"One hundred and fifty thousand," Deardelley said through gritted teeth, barely perceiving that her mind was exposed

"150,000 for the first time" said the auctioneer, giving Corwin a suggestive look, hoping that he would fight back

"One hundred and fifty thousand for the second time" Corwin shook his head, not responding to the auctioneer's hint

"One hundred and fifty thousand third...... The auctioneer made the final decision, "This lot belongs to the honorable Princess Deirdley"

In the ninth lot, the Psychic Warlock's old trick was repeated, and the other party had to pay the psychological reserve price, but he did not give up, so that Corwin paid for nothing

"Now we still have 300,000 gold coins in hand, but the other party still has at least 800,000 gold coins in their hands" Prince Corwin lowered his voice, "If we can't let them smash this money here, I can't run Benedict's vault and mess him up, in that case, if you Tyrs want to rule here, I'm afraid you'll have to wait"

Muhati was silent, "The price in her heart is to invest all the money, and she would rather spend all the 800,000 gold coins than win the last lot, we just need to raise the price."

"It's not that simple," Corwin categorically denied, "Benedict's people have the right to ask for an inspection of our principal, this is a rule set up by the auction to ensure that there are no people who don't have enough capital to make trouble, if Prince Eric only has 300,000 gold coins left in our hands now, then he won't accept our high bid, and the other party knows this, so he dares to spend money on some of the previous lots with confidence"

"Damn, didn't you say you had a way to get more money, where is that money?" Muhadi was a little angry

Corwin was silent for a long time, and then said, "The money has been obtained, and my people are waiting outside"

"So what are you waiting for?" Mouhati questioned him

"I don't know if I'm going to take the risk," Cowin said word for word

"What, what's wrong with the money?" asked Muhadi, "it can't be a fake money that you magically made."

"No, it's true that you can't cheat Prince Eric out of money"

"Could it be that you borrowed that money from someone else at a very high price?" the psychic warlock wondered

"The price is not small, and what is borrowed is also borrowed, but not from others, but from myself," Corvin told him

"What?"

"Far to the east of this city, there is the remains of an ancient halfling city" Corwin told sù Muhadi "There is a mysterious ancient relic there, only I know, it can allow people to travel to the future and back again, and now this morning, I teleported a group of my men to the ruins, and they passed through the ancient relics, emptied my vault from the future, and then they took the gold and teleported back"

The story of the Great Merchant Fovard Mindomancer immediately remembered the High Merchant Councillor who claimed to be from the future, and what he said was true?"So that's what you call a high price, and you're afraid that we're messing up here and even the future you will be destitute?" Muhati asked Corwin

"It's much stricter than that, do you know ...... Fulani" Corwin wants to explain "Once a paradox is created, time will fix itself......"

"I can really read the other side's mind, those two auctions are proof, you either choose to believe me, or we fall short here and wait for Benedict to clean us up," Muhati interrupted and asked directly

Corwin took a cup of mare's milk from the hand of the attendant beside him, poured it down, "Okay, I'll believe you this time" He smiled heroically, and then instructed his subordinates about the matter

The auctioneer of the "Tenth Lot" began to introduce, "The crystal ball belonging to the Great Psychic Warlock puppeteer starts at 200,000 gold coins"

"Four hundred thousand" Muhati shouted instead of Kovin

"It's impossible," Deardeley's face was distorted, "there's no way he can come up with so much money and I apply to the auction house to check his ability to pay"

"Whatever you want, Deardley," Corwin said with a sneer to the woman in the van, "your brother is not as poor as you think"

The auction was temporarily suspended, and Prince Eric, who ran the auction house, sent someone to inspect the gold that Corwin's men had brought in, and confirmed that Corwin was fully capable of paying it, so he came to the auction table himself and said, "Corwin can afford the price he shouted, pay attention to your accusations, Deirdley, don't waste my time just because you are my sister"

Muhati privately felt that the expression on Dirdelli's face at this time was worth a lot of money, only to see her say coldly to Eric, "Then can I announce a moratorium? I also need to raise more money."

"Of course," Prince Eric nodded

With the money that Corwin's people moved from the future, Muhadi could now squander 800,000 gold coins in his hands, and he waited patiently for the other party

Deirdley exited the box and found Benedict, who had been hidden behind the scenes, "Something went wrong, that Corwin has a lot more money than we expected!

"What," Benedict sat in his mansion and controlled the auction remotely, "how could he? How much money did he have?"

"I don't know," said Deirdley, "maybe six hundred thousand, maybe more, maybe even a million that Tyre official was with him, and I guess he might have been financed by the Tyres."

"Damn, it is said that the Coral Witch and the Nibenai Witch King bought the Ankara Witch King for less than a million Tyr gold coins, and you actually sued me that I had to pay so much money to buy that crystal ball?"

"Can you afford to lose it?" asked the princess

Benedict's eyes were bloodshot, "I can't give you more money, my vault ......"

"Then I'll go to Corwin's side because I'm not going to side with the losers," Deirdley threatened

"Damn" a barrage of curses came out of Benedict's mouth "Give you another 200,000, that's the limit"

"That's pretty much it"

The auction continued to begin, and Princess Benedict returned to her box and shouted, "Half a million"

"Five hundred and fifty thousand," Mouhadi shouted

"It's really too intense," the auctioneer continued to mobilize everyone's emotions on the stage, "It's true that 550,000 yuan is a very high price, which is very close to the real value of this lot, but is there anyone who is still high?

"Five hundred and fifty thousand for the first time," said the auctioneer

"550,000 for the second time" Corwin began to be a little nervous, didn't the other party plan to bid?

"600,000" At the last minute, Deirdley bid again

This trick is completely meaningless for Muhadi, he can see the other party's heart, and he knows that the other party will not give up the "800,000" he shouted

The princess seemed to have been struck by lightning, her whole body trembled slightly, and she weakly spat out three words "one million"

Muhati held out a hand and announced that he was abandoning the bid

"Hahaha, do you see the look on her face? "I'm laughing at me," Corwin was overjoyed, "we won, Benedict is going to sleep on the street now"

The auction house then began to collect money, and the men belonging to the Templars and Benedicts handed over large bags of gold to Prince Eric's men

"Now what are you supposed to do?" Muhati reminded a somewhat smug Corwin

"Of course, my friend," said Corwin, "victory is sweetest with sarcasm, isn't it? I'm going to tell my merchants to go to Benedict's vault and withdraw all their deposits, and I'm going to have people spread rumors in the liquor and tobacco parlors that he has no money in his vault, and he's done with a run."

Prince Corwin's men had already been prepared, so the action was quick Benedict apparently learned of the news at once, "What?" he asked his men, "Someone is starting to gather at the door of my vault and ask for money?"

"We only have 70,000 gold coins left in cash reserves, what should we do?" his men asked nervously

"This was arranged by that Corwin" he suddenly realized, turning to "Deirdley, I was killed by you"

"What's the matter, just disperse those people," the princess disagreed

"Then my credibility is over, and what vault am I going to open?" Benedict yelled, "Can't you Templar mind see the danger in the middle?"

"All I saw was that we got the crystal ball" The princess shrugged off, "Money can never bother us anymore"

"You" Benedict was very angry, but he didn't know what to say

The auctioneer accepted the money and handed the crystal ball to a Templar, who held the magic of a million gold coins in both hands and cautiously walked towards the hostess

Then he stopped

He began to tremble, as if he couldn't control himself

His face suddenly disappeared, and a strange icon suddenly appeared, blocking his head, it was a blue and white icon, a smiling abstract avatar, surrounded by a circle of swirling text, in Muhadi's opinion, it was as if a floating advertising icon had suddenly been inserted in an online video, and the suspended thing did not look like a real thing, did not give any sense of distance, as if it was projected directly on the retina

"What the hell is this?" said Deirdley

For a moment, everyone present was frightened by this strange scene, and the Templar's head was blocked by the icon, and the image was exactly the same, without any change in distance or angle

Muhati quickly probed the other people's vision, and now that they had seen this incredible scene, he immediately realized that it was not really something that was blocking the Templar's head, but that someone had invaded everyone's brains at the same time with psionic energy, inserting images directly into the brains to cause this effect

There were hundreds of people in the auction hall, including guards, buyers, mages, psionics, and several princes, who could be described as powerful, but at this moment, their brains were all successfully invaded in an instant, and in the face of this overwhelming force, everyone didn't know what to do

The Templar spoke, but not in his usual voice

"I'm a puppeteer," a calm voice said through the mouth of the accused, "You thought I was dead, but I'm back now"

Muhadi hurriedly tried to cut off the external interference, Corwin, Benedict, Deirdley, the mages and other buyers were also using various dispel spells and protective spells to get rid of visual distractions, but without those precious protective equipment, it seemed to have turned into tatters, and in the eyes of everyone, the Templar still had the icon floating on his head, laughing and mocking everyone

This is the power of the Great Psychic Warlock Puppeteer, the reason why he is called this name is because he never shows his true body, when he needs to appear, he will only invade a person's mind at will, like manipulating a puppet, and every time he manipulates the puppet, he must invade the visual signals of all witnesses at the same time, so that they can see the weird smiling man icon, blocking the real face of the puppet

"I'll get back what belongs to me now," the puppeteer showed a psionic power and teleported the crystal ball away

Next, the accused Templar fell weakly, the icon blocking his head disappeared, and the puppeteer let go of the controller

After 700 years of silence, the first appearance of the Great Psychic Warlock Puppeteer ended like this

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