If the Warcraft Forest is seen as a circle, then the Black Iron Rose has a section of the journey, like a string, across the Warcraft Forest.

Needless to say, there is no risk involved, but if you can get through it smoothly, then you can save at least 7 days, and time is money for businessmen.

And Brian's decision now is almost equivalent to reducing the chamber of commerce's income by more than half this time, but even so, no one objected.

The mercenaries were happy to avoid the most dangerous routes, and most of the guards of the Black Iron Rose naturally obeyed Claude's orders, and as for the remaining diehards, they had been arranged to take care of Marco, who was still seriously injured.

It was only after they took a detour that they realized how right Brian's decision was.

Walking along the arc on the periphery of the Warcraft Forest, Black Iron Rose and his party saw many mercenary corpses lying on the side of the road, these carrion corpses that were still pecked by crows with relish were reminding everyone how dangerous the Warcraft Forest was at this moment.

"How so? What the hell is going on inside the Monster Forest?" Claude walked along the way, and also saw several caravan wrecks that were not much better than the Black Iron Rose.

He couldn't understand why so many terrifying things suddenly happened in the usually calm Warcraft Forest.

"I'm afraid that those who know are already speechless. Brian shook his head, and the ominousness in his heart grew stronger.

In the past six days, they have seen not thousands but hundreds of corpses, but the strange thing is that although these people are scarred on the outside, Brian found that very few corpses have fatal wounds.

If it is said that death is caused by excessive blood loss or something, then there should always be a few people who will survive, but no, not one.

This situation instantly reminded Brian of the bandits who attacked them that night, and the situation was like a retreat.

It's a pity that the clues that the skinny bandit can provide are too limited, and the crystal bottle Brian with the big head can't see any tricks.

"It seems that we can only wait to go to Fire Wolf Town and hand over people and things to the academy for research. ”

Brian had no choice but to make this decision, if he was not forced to do so, he would never be willing to hand over something that might reveal his identity to the outside world, but if he detained this skinny little bandit, it would only make people more suspicious.

However, he believed that no matter how much the people of the academy tortured, they should not be able to ask for information about the Chosen One, otherwise, the Chosen One hiding in the shadows would probably kill people at all costs.

Speaking of the Chosen One, Brian couldn't help but think of the 'horror scream' that the other party had used, was this thing a kind of magic, or was it a kind of Chosen One's ability?

Brian didn't know, but no matter what, he had to be prepared in advance.

Taking advantage of the rest of the past few days, Brian has controlled his mental power use a little.

Although the spiritual power grid he researched at the beginning is easy to use, it is the next choice from the perspective of timeliness and pertinence.

So Brian researched three other ways to use his mental power.

They are 'wall', 'sword' and 'tentacle'.

The first two are naturally one defense and one attack, and the latter tentacle is another mental power detection method designed by Brian to imitate those shy grasses, although the radius is only less than ten meters, but compared to the use of the spiritual power grid, which consumes a lot of spiritual power at every turn, Brian will choose the former no matter how he thinks.

"In this way, I should be able to deal with that kind of mental power attack for the time being. Brian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your understanding of magic is really clumsy. ”

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Brian's head.

Brian paused for a moment before he reacted and asked, "Brian?"

"Now you're Brian, I'm just a lonely ghost, and now I'm probably only the surname Bivis. The voice in my head rang out again.

"Lonely ghosts?" Bryant muttered before falling silent.

Now his relationship with Bivis is rather odd and delicate.

It stands to reason that he took Bivis's body, and the other party should try to fight it back, but in fact, Bivis can't do that. Because at this moment, all the factors that can fit with Brian's body have been possessed by his soul, and even if Bivis regains the dominance, he will be rejected because he is extremely incompatible with the body.

This is like saying that the house originally belonged to Bivis, but now Brian's name is written on both the real estate certificate and the household registration book, and the human and physical evidence is on his side, so no matter how Bivis appeals, the final judgment is to defeat Bivis.

What's even more tragic is that even if he dies, Bivis will not return to this house, because it no longer belongs to Bivis, and it can even be said that Bivis has become a black household.

And in a way, Beavis has to pray that nothing will happen to him, otherwise, Bivis will have to live on the streets.

And for any soul, the loss of the carrier means the demise.

"I'm sorry. It was a moment before Brian uttered those two words.

"Haha, that's not necessary. Unexpectedly, Bivis in his mind laughed out loud: "Originally, I was a dead person, and I can still exist, which can also be said to be a blessing for you, oh, it should be said that we have all dragged the blessing of the Chosen One system." ”

Brian wasn't surprised to hear the term Chosen One system from Bevas.

Because not only did he fuse most of Bivis's memories, but Bivis also fused his memories. The two are now like two circles that intersect more than halfway, and both knowledge and memory are shared in the intersecting parts.

"By the way, what did you just say about magical understanding?" Brian remembered his previous words.

"Just like I said, your so-called use of spiritual power is just stacking spiritual power on top of each other, and it can't be used at all, let alone the effect. Bivis said unceremoniously.

Hearing Bivis's words, Brian also blushed.

Although he fused Bivis's memories of magicians, possession and use were two different things, and hearing Bivis mention it at this moment, it seemed like it was really the same thing.

"So what should I do?" asked Brian.

"I'd love to explain it to you, but I'm afraid time doesn't allow me to do so. Bivis's voice was getting quieter for some reason.

"What's wrong with you?" said Brian.

"There is no carrier for soul communication, and it seems that the spiritual power consumed is more than I imagined. Bivis's voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Your mental power is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and instead of using it on crude compression, you should enhance the magic you have now, such as ...... ......"

As Bivis spoke, a shrill sound suddenly sounded, and after that, Bivis was completely silent as if the power had been cut off.

"This guy is too messy. ”

Blair let go of his hands covering his ears and shook his head. It's okay that he's not the body, but it's just stinging for a while, and I'm afraid that Bivis guy will have to cultivate for a few more days.

But he also has a point, you shouldn't waste time on what you're not good at, and it's king to play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses. Brian muttered to himself, and then gave up on continuing to study psychic power.