Muhadi felt himself awakened from a long nightmare, his limbs exhausted and his mind groggy.

He smelled blood, which meant that his sense of smell had been restored. Then I felt the sand beneath my body, and the ground trembling along the sand.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was still in the Temple of Dust, and had just woken up from another hallucination that tortured his heart. The adventure I had experienced before was nothing more than a dream created by an illusion.

Muhadi took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, and refocused. Lying in the middle of the mercenary camp, the great psychic warlock was already far away, and judging from the shaking of the ground, he had already fought with Lasgu.

It is enough to experience this kind of thing by brainwashing himself, Muhati thought to himself. However, at that time, the two great psychic warlocks were fighting the idea of the mercenary group, and he was forced to have no choice but to risk washing away his memories and all his personality, and at the same time forged a video of Lasgu's killing ring in his own mind, hoping to provoke the two to fight. It was a risky move, but it seemed to have worked.

It is not difficult to falsify images, because in fact all people have false memories. When the medial temporal lobe of the brain processes past experiences, it tends to fill in the details of the memory with its own experience, which creates false memories that do not exist. Psychic sorcerers know more about the brain than they do on Earth, and psionic energy is a powerful tool that can easily create memories of things that don't exist.

The really difficult part is washing away your true memories and personality, which is almost as difficult as suicide. But Muhati knew that if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to fool a great psychic who was good at reading minds. So after arranging the guards and mercenaries, he had to painfully decompose his spirit, and then lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.

Of course, the psychic warlock did not dare to dissolve his soul, and he used a trick to cleverly hide his true thoughts.

This is done by hiding one's spirit in dreams. Anyone in the world can dream, and even a lowly and bullied little mercenary may be a powerful ** master or telemagician in his dream. No one will find this strange, because the nature of dreams is false.

The question of how long a person has dreamed in his life is no one has recorded. Psychic warlocks have an unreliable guess, which is roughly equivalent to more than a hundred years of real time. The reason why so much dream content does not drive a person crazy is that the huge and annoying dream information is generally ignored by the hippocampus, the brain responsible for integrating memory, and normal people do not remember one percent of their dream content.

Muhadi's approach is to put the fake personality and false memory images on the surface of the mind, and hide his true spiritual and personality memories in the dream information. In this way, even in the face of the Great Mind Warlock, it is impossible to see through this person as a fake at once. Even if the other party will be distracted by what is in their dream information, they will only think that the person's dream is a little too exaggerated. He's a fantasy person. If he really sensed that something was wrong and wanted to do something, then he would have to let the primordial warlock come out.

The Psychic Warlock is confident enough in his abilities to believe that even after washing away his original memories and personality, the reaction to his actions is expected. According to the information received from the guards, Abdul is supposed to be successfully deceived by his brainwashed self into pursuing the "departed" Rasgu.

Another difficult part was how to recover from the brainwashing, but Muhadi did it with the Spirit Crystal Servant. Relying on the spirit crystal servant hidden in the merchant Dawood, he had mastered the location of Rasgu, so he was able to skillfully lure Abdul over. When the Great Psychic Warlock leaves, the Spirit Shard Servant will send back a psionic signal. And this signal will activate a deep hint that Muhathir gave himself in advance, reshape the personality structure, and reverse the spirit.

How to extract the real personality memory from the dream information and cover the false part is a bitter experience that people don't want to experience a second time. It's more like cutting your own brain into slices and removing it, or beating your flesh into meat sauce and reshaping it. If it weren't for the fact that Lyra had removed Muhadi's pain during training, he would have gone crazy on the spot because of unbearable pain. Fortunately, this is a transformation of oneself, knowing the roots, and the two strong do not have the will to resist or anything. If a third party were to be transformed, Muhadi would not be able to do so thoroughly with his current strength.

After feeling that he was himself again, Muhathir realized that his ability to use psionic energy seemed to have improved a lot, and it was estimated that he could already lift the psychic ability to the sixth layer. But now is not the time to think about this, two terrible monsters are still fighting not far away.

He got up and walked in a way that didn't feel like he was controlling his own body, but like he was remotely controlling a machine. Ordinary people should not feel normal physiological activities, but at this time, the sound of the heart beating, the sound of blood flow in the capillaries, and the sound of gastrointestinal peristalsis can be easily heard.

Overcoming these discomforts, Muhadi walked over to a corpse and put his hand on its head. Next, the skin on the surface of the corpse seemed to start steaming, gradually vaporizing, revealing a strong, muscular body.

The Transfiguration Spirit Skin and the Anti-Reading Soul Skin are at least thousands of gold coins on the market, but these equipment were all snatched by Muhadi, so he is not distressed.

Muscle Daddy and several elite mercenaries all used spirit skins to cover up their own thought fluctuations, and in the eyes of the Great Psychic Warlock, no thought fluctuations were the same as death, so they didn't seriously examine the corpse. Fortunately, the Great Psychic Warlock relied too much on psionic energy, otherwise if he observed carefully, a few words of "corpse" would appear in the position of the mouth and nose of the "corpse" and a small pit was blown out by the breath.

The muscular daddy's figure was too conspicuous, so he had to use the shapeshifting spirit skin to make a further forgery. As for the guards, they didn't bother to play the game with Muhadi, so they hid in the distance first. Psychic warriors are trained in assassination, and they disguise their minds as lower animals, with only subsistence instincts, so they are equally undetectable.

"Psionic Kid......" Muscle Daddy slapped the dust off his body as he got up. "I didn't expect you to be much bolder. ”

"I'm just lucky. Muhadi said modestly. "If it weren't for the contradiction between those two psychic sorcerers, you'd be dead. ”

You're dead, it's not that we're dead, but Muscle Daddy doesn't seem to hear the difference. "As the saying goes, the brave are naturally lucky, and everyone knows it. ”

I think it's because of the boldness that there are more occasions when luck is needed, Mohamadi thought. Those who can survive can naturally claim that they are brave and lucky, and those who are unlucky do not survive.

The other mercenaries also gathered around, "What now?"

"I want to observe," Muhathir said after a moment's thought. "If those two great psychic sorcerers lose each other, we'll rush to it. If not, then run away. ”

"Running away isn't muscular daddy's style. ”

"Then call it a change of attack, anyway, whatever you like. The world is circular, and if you run in the other direction, you will always kill behind the enemy. ”

The Moors grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "Changing the direction of the offense? Okay, I'll remember. ”

If it was only himself, even if he added mercenaries, Muhati would never dare to observe the battle of the two great psychic warlocks. Even if he knew that it would be beneficial to the improvement of his own strength. But if you add the guards, the situation is different, with them at bay, Muhadi believes that he can at least escape calmly.

The mercenaries looked at the guards curiously, though it seemed that the equipment and weapons of the Mind Samurai were nothing special. But there is a temperament about these guards, like freshly forged swords, so sharp that they dare not make fun of the challenge.

It was not difficult to find the scene of the battle, as the dynamics of the battle became more and more violent. Even ignoring the stinging pain felt in everyone's mind, the location of the two great psychic sorcerers could be detected from the shaking of the earth and the strong blasts of wind blowing in their faces.

The closer you get to the position where the two are fighting, the more strange sights appear. First, the gravity of the battle site changed, some upwards, some downwards, and some in all directions. The magnitude of gravity is also unstable, and if a person is not careful to be in the area affected by two directions of gravity, it is likely to be directly torn apart. But it may be difficult to find such a careless person, because the sand and air on the ground are affected by the disturbed gravity. Even the most stupid person can see that those places are especially dangerous.

In addition to the sand falling upwards and the strong air currents blowing around, there are also a few rounds of strange creatures that can't be named. Some floated in the air, some half-buried in the sand, and some floated but spun strangely, blue blood splattered from the severed limbs and wounds.

The craters created by the crystal explosion were everywhere, and with the help of the advanced ability of the Psychic Creation Zào system, the great psychic warlock Lasgu created a series of blasting crystals. Each one has the power of a mage's exploding fireball, easily removing all living creatures within a radius of several hundred feet. What is dangerous is that not all of the crystals exploded, and many of them were sealed in a transparent viscous gelatinous substance, splashing scattered on the ground.

Muhadi looked at the colloidal object and recognized it as time. With a strange psychic ability extraction, the Great Psychic Warlock Abdul disintegrated the flow of time into this gelatinous substance, and then manipulated this substance to envelop a large number of blasting crystals created by enemies. Due to the fact that the object encased in it is detached from the effects of the normal flow of time, the Blast Crystal cannot be detonated, and falls to the ground scattered.

But the effect of this extraction is not permanent, and the gelatinous substance can be pulled out by external force. If a person accidentally destroys the gelatin that wraps the blasting crystal, it will only end up being blown away.

But these are still superficial, the great psychic warlocks are fighting with each other, and the fiercest battles are simply imperceptible to outsiders. The interrogation and confrontation at the level of consciousness, the collision of thoughts, and the struggle of souls can only be felt by the person concerned. But it is conceivable that all kinds of implanted suicidal thoughts, falsified senses, tampered with memories, and even brain locking, personality parasitism, and forced seizure of the other party's physical control have been born countless times.

And even more sinister than this is the battle on the timeline. For mages, time-stopping is one of the highest achievements of magic, and even legendary spells rarely interfere with the flow of time. But for psykers, there are endless ways to influence time. Time jumps, time additions, and even time regression make the course of the battle confusing and unpredictable. Sometimes, even if one side of the battle has a large advantage, the other side can turn back in time to turn the tide.

Sometimes these battles can create irreconcilable paradoxes, such as the Great Psychic Warlock jumping from the future to the present, fighting alongside his current self, and using resonant abilities to craft a stronger individual. But when the two great psychic warlocks from different times merged, the space of the entire battle site itself trembled, as if it could not withstand this kind of more logical power.

Muhathir sensed the battle between the two men in admiration, calculating when it would be best to intervene. No matter how powerful the Great Psychic Warlock is, his spiritual appearance is also limited, and it is impossible to exert his spiritual energy without limit. And the Great Psychic Warlocks shouldn't deliberately keep their hands and save a little spiritual appearance. Because these two people are about the same level, they have been fighting for a hundred years, and they may not be able to win if they do their best, and it is unlikely that they will shrink back. After all, it doesn't matter too much to the Great Psychic Warlocks even if they are destroyed here, and everyone has an astral cocoon that can be used to resurrect.

It would be impossible if the two of them in the fierce battle didn't notice that outsiders were approaching, but they didn't have time to deal with a few miscellaneous soldiers. After Muhadi put on the anti-mind reading mask, the thoughts emitted were similar to those of ordinary people, and he was not aware that he was a psyker.

If it was a battle between two normal people, there would always be a break and a break, but these two great psychic warlocks didn't even have a moment of adjustment when they fought. However, according to the standards of ordinary people, the Great Psychic Warlocks are crazy, and they are all paranoid to the point of unbelievable, so there will be this kind of deathmatch.

In fact, Muhati himself is strange enough from the perspective of a normal person. There is no pain, no fear, no satisfaction, two souls in one body, and it doesn't look like normal. But the Psychic Warlock himself was still a little confused about the future of the exhibition, and he was not sure how he should go. After seeing the battle between these two people, I actually had a trace of the idea that if I could become so powerful, then I would be crazy.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hourglass, but maybe it was just a few blinks of an eye. Due to the repeated and frequent use of psionic energy to distort the flow of time in this area, everyone's physical perception of time has become very inaccurate.

The intensity of the battle has weakened, and although the energy beams that pass by from time to time still contain the power to make people's hearts palpitate, anyone can feel that the feeling of a thousand needles drilling their hearts as soon as they get close has receded.

Muhadi motioned to the guards to go up and restrain the two men. He uses psionic energy to deliver messages, and I'll give you more memories of the Battle of Tyr.

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