Failed! The reproduction did not work out!

It's a weird thing! Alex thought to himself.

Normally, when the copy is successful, you will feel a current passing through, but today no matter how you try to get it, you can't feel the current.

Could it be that the ability is not working? No, it can't be!

Alex didn't give up, and entered the mental space again, checking the puppets inside. Sure enough, the copy was not successful, and the puppet was still not activated.

He was sure that the other party was not disguised. But his abilities didn't work, which was a strange thing.

Is it witchcraft? Not quite like that!

Alex guessed, and he decided to try again, this time with a different object.

If you can't copy Justifa, then copy his wife, Sethir.

The puppet model reboots and resets!

The model was built successfully!

Copy Soul Energy begins!

Replication failed! I still didn't feel the current, and after entering the mental space, the puppet was not activated!

This is really strange, Alex plans to check it out to see what is wrong with these two people, if there is really some witchcraft interfering with his abilities.

At this moment, a cold energy came from behind, and at the same time, a voice was heard saying, "God, please help blind the enemy's eyes and choke the enemy's throat!" ”

With a bang, his brain seemed to have been hit hard.

Thankfully, Alex recovered quickly, and his mental space took the damage caused by this attack in the past.

"This is a mental attack!"

Alex was taken aback and turned abruptly. A young man with pale skin was found standing in front of him.

The young man's eyes were grim, and his lips were closed together, highlighting the language like a spell. At the same time, Alex was bombarded by that energy again, and after a while, he felt chills all over his body, and an abnormal energy rushed through his body.

The light gradually dimmed, not because the sun was setting, but because his vision was affected. Seeing that he was about to go blind, Alex hurriedly shouted, "I—I didn't ...... And there was no malice! ”

As he spoke, that energy was transmitted to his throat. So even breathing was affected. Just as he was about to lose consciousness. Suddenly I remembered a sentence: "If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not!" ”

Before he came, he had analyzed what he would say, and he believed in it. If you don't believe it, you don't!

For those who don't believe. Instead, you won't be harmed by witchcraft!

Before being attacked by witchcraft. He already had a vague idea, and after being attacked, he could already be completely sure.

Because this kind of witchcraft is to deliver damage through mental attacks. In other words, it is the use of soul energy to influence the physical condition of the person. Any transmission of energy needs a medium, and faith is an excellent medium!

Faith refers to the extreme belief and respect for someone, a certain idea, ism, religion, or God, and uses it as an example or a lesson for one's own actions. In other words, faith is a person's choice and holding of his or her outlook on life, values, and the world.

Faith can easily turn into superstition.

Everyone, so to speak, is born atheist, born without any faith.

It's not when the dog jumps off the wall, it's not when it's cornered, and there is no faith. But if there is a glimmer of life, if you can solve the problem by yourself, who wants to believe in any other god or doctrine other than yourself?

But the environment is stronger than people, and you will always encounter times when you can't do anything about it.

And this is when you are at your most vulnerable. At the most vulnerable, a person is willing to accept any doctrine or doctrine that he or she has never been exposed to before, or even tired, as long as it helps him or her to solve practical problems.

In other words, Alex has developed a half-believing connection to such a thing as witchcraft, and with a connection, he can pass on damage through it. As long as this connection is severed, Alex will naturally not be affected by witchcraft, nor will he be harmed by it.

If anything, it is difficult to change one's beliefs. For example, when a person believes in something, then immediately disbelieves it.

It was a bit difficult to do so, but Alex was different, he immediately entered the mental space, and constantly hypnotized himself in it, trying to change his mind about witchcraft.

He wants to change his views and sever his connection with witchcraft.

In the mental space, the speed of time can be controlled, and Alex has accelerated the speed inside a thousand times in order to buy time for himself. In the same way, the consumption of energy is also very fast, but now that it is a matter of life and death, this consumption still has to be paid.

I don't know how long it has been, Alex feels that he has solved the problem of believing or not believing. So he popped out of the mental space, and when he was inside, he could also feel what was happening outside.

Sure enough, as soon as he came out, he immediately felt that all the abnormalities had been eliminated, and the witchcraft energy emitted by the young man could only swirl around his body, and there was no way to invade his body.

Because the medium of transmission has been cut off, this is simply not expected by the enemy.

"What's going on?"

The pale-faced young man thought to himself that he felt that his witchcraft energy had suddenly lost its purpose and could not be transmitted to the past.

Alex rubbed his eyes and throat, and after feeling better, he looked at the other party and said, "Please don't try to attack me!" Your sorcery has no effect on me! ”

The other party seemed to ignore it, but took out another kind of dust from his pocket, and recited the incantation as he sprinkled it: "God, ......"

The incantation was interrupted before it was finished.

A pistol was pointed at the young man, and the man with the gun was Alex.

"I repeat, don't chant the incantation again......" Alex could finish his sentence when he suddenly turned his gun around another door, hiding behind it.

"Come out too, the people over there. I already feel you! ”

The doorway was black and hollow, and it led to the next room, which had been gently concealed before this, and had been pushed ajar at some point.

"I repeat, please come out and don't think of attacking me with a spell!" Alex warned again.

Out of the doorway came a woman with equally pale face, blonde hair. She looks pretty and maybe only about twenty years old.

"Uh-huh, you're the Puster brothers and sisters, aren't you?" Alex asked, gun in hand.

"Yes!" The young man said.

At this time, Alex found that the two were disheveled. Seems to have just gotten out of bed. I didn't even have time to put my shoes on. But strangely, apart from the strange paleness, both of them had a little flush on their cheeks. At the same time, Alex seemed to smell a strange smell in the air. A familiar taste.

"You guys ......" Alex had already guessed what had happened before. I was a little surprised. It's hard to believe, it's weird.

"Mr. thief," the girl spoke first. Interrupting Alex to continue, she frowned and said, "Although our Puster family used to be very rich, you also saw it. We're destitute now, and if you like something, just take it. ”

Alex said with some annoyance, "I'm not a thief or a robber, I'm just looking for someone!" ”

"Who?"

"Justifa!"

Hearing this name, the two people on the other side looked a little surprised, especially the young man, he pointed to the black man on the bed and said, "You have found it, this is Justifah!" ”

"Impossible!"

Alex said categorically, he was pretty sure it wasn't Justifa, maybe it was, but it was definitely not!

"Alas! He's really Justifa! If you don't believe me, you can look it up! ”

Alex sneered, "If you think I'm sent by the government, you're very wrong!" ”

"Then why are you looking for him?"

"I'm here for little Richard, Justifa's nephew!"

Alex then told him why he had come, paying special attention to the expressions of the two, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Still, he sensed that there was something wrong with this, a feeling that he couldn't explain, as if the two people standing in front of him were not what they seemed. The feeling was the same as that of the two black men lying on the bed, with traces of witchcraft energy.

Just as he was about to say something, the blonde girl suddenly moved, and at some point, she had a gun in her hand.

"Bang!"

The gun went off, and the gun in the girl's hand fell to the ground.

Alex had copied Kane's skills and learned marksmanship, and at such a close distance, it was okay to shoot a fly.

He shot the girl in the shoulder, but it didn't hit the point, it just grazed it. Even so, she couldn't hold the gun in her hand, and blood flowed from her right shoulder.

"You, you, you......" The young man was shocked and angry, and he hurried over to find something to bandage his sister's wounds.

The girl was strong, she didn't fall to the ground, she didn't moan in pain, she just covered the wound tightly with her left hand. She kept glaring at Alex viciously, as if she wanted to eat the other alive.

Alex ignored the look and stepped forward to pick up the fallen gun, just in case.

After the other party had finished treating the wounds, Alex smiled and said to them, "Now we can have a good talk, right?" ”

The two of them were silent, as if they were thinking about how to answer, and it was the girl who spoke the last.

"What are you talking about?" The girl said.

"Talk about witchcraft, or talk about your past."

"We don't know anything about witchcraft! Don't believe in witchcraft either! ”

"Ha Luha, don't be kidding, I already know your true identity, you are Justifa and Sether!"

Alex's words immediately made the two of them unable to maintain their composure, and immediately became a little frightened, and the young man seemed to want to pounce, but he was afraid of the gun.

Yes, Alex has determined that the two white brothers and sisters in front of him are actually the two black couples. As for why they would be white while their bodies were paralyzed in bed, that's another story.

It is a story of a dove occupying a magpie's nest, a story of sacrifice. (To be continued......)