Mind-influencing spells are the most dangerous of all spells, and if a person can't have free will, what is the difference between them and marionettes?

Looking at Wendy's plump lips as she drew closer, her eyelashes fluttered slightly over a pair of closed eyes. She was afraid, not because of passion, but because deep down in her changed heart, she still retained her last fear.

Siegel picked up a fine handful of powder from the spell kit and recited the incantation. Wendy was stunned for a moment, then opened her eyes suddenly. She saw that it was a spell of the Human Immobilization Technique, and asked suspiciously, "What are you going to do here?"

"You're getting too close. Siegel said.

Wendy didn't guard against the spell, but reached out her milky white arm and untied the headband at the back of her head. The long hair was scattered and undulating, like waves surging onto the beach, spreading over the plump body. She turned to look at Siegel with those pale blue eyes, which shone with a lively, enthusiastic light: "Do you think your spell can stop me?"

Siegel gives a shallow, mischievous smile that makes Wendy feel like she's going to play an intimate game. He raised his hand, and the spell of human immobilization loomed over Wendy.

The Protector's power emerges, neutralizing the immobilization effect, and one layer of all protection on Wendy's body disappears. Wendy smiled as she said to Siegel, "I still have many, many more protective spells, and I can continue to cast them." I'll get closer and get what I want!"

Siegel brought her lips to Wendy's ear, the heat of her breath tickling her body. He said softly and slowly, "I don't believe in evil, Ms. Protector, I'm going to see if I can let you see each other sincerely." ”

After that, the two began to "play".

Siegel purposefully began the action of disarming and neutralizing the protective spells on Wendy's body, both neatly and ambiguously. Passion can make people get carried away. Wendy is in that state right now. She felt a power of passion surging through her body that she had never felt before, so powerful that even the protective spells paled in comparison.

Humans usually cover their bodies with clothes to protect themselves from the environment and the gaze of others, while Wendy uses layers of protective spells and constructs her clothes with deep vigilance. The false bliss brought about by the Magic Tower and the illusion of passion deliberately channeled by Siegel. Stripped off the outermost guard, the protective spell was isolated.

Siegel uses elven steps to flicker and move through the small space, restricting Wendy's spell casting while casting spells to remove the spell effect from her. He summons the water elemental and tries to control Wendy's limbs. However, the female mage dispersed the elements and wet her clothes with water. Siegel laughed, a sly look in the depths of his eyes. It made Wendy think a lot for a while.

"Nasty ghost!" she laughed, too, when she noticed the effect of her tulle clothes being wet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Siegel quietly lifted the evasive detection enchantment on her again.

The game between the two escalates further, with Wendy trying to control Siegel's lips and block the possibility of him reciting the incantation. Siegel turned her head away, and a fiery sensation roamed the female mage's neck, making her laugh out loud. She instinctively shrunk her neck and looked at Siegel with coquettishness.

"You're going to fail. Siegel dismantled another protective spell. And smiled and said, "I'll be stripping you naked soon." ”

"It won't be that easy. Wendy pursed her lips, and another circle of protective spells rose above her. In order to get a victory with the "lover". She even used her hole cards.

More than two layers of trigger protection are really very doorways. The corners of Siegel's mouth twitched, and he accepted the challenge.

He summoned flames, as if to slow Wendy's progress, but in fact he was observing the effect of the elemental on her. The mage walked straight into the flames, her hair smelling like burning. But in essence, there is no damage. Seeing the reaction of the protective magic, Siegel waved his hand to lower the temperature of the flames.

Wendy's surroundings are steaming, and the room is in a cloud. She could hear Siegel's voice ringing around her, seemingly coming from all sides. Just as she was trying to find it, another important protective spell node was stripped away.

She frowned. It seems to be moving in a sober direction. A pair of rough big hands stroked at this time, instantly making her fall into infatuation again. Wendy summons a breeze and blows away the clouds, and the state of the air elemental running around her is also known to Siegel.

Siegel grabbed Wendy's shoulders and threw her to the ground. The back is cold and stony, but the chest is fiery warmth. Spells without active conscious control are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and layers of crumbling protective barriers are like melting ice and snow under the light of spring.

Wendy was about to tremble with excitement, but she found that she couldn't breathe. She was torn and pulled by the flames burning in her body, her body had become uncontrollable, all the power had left her, she had nothing left. The Magic Tower kept hinting to her, "That's good, let go of your baggage to get peace of mind." At this time, she felt support in her body again, and even without the protective spell, she still felt safe, full, and full.

Siegel watched the change in her eyes, and then found the last glimmer of danger in it. Wendy didn't know where she got the strength to sit up and press Siegel underneath. Her voice trembled with excitement, and her skin flushed all over her body. Her final will is to take the initiative, no matter what the circumstances.

Even if Siegel removes those protective spells layer by layer and captures Wendy's body and mind, she still has to be the one who takes the initiative. It turned out that this was the last resort of the protector - Siegel understood her train of thought. In any case, as long as the initiative is in her own hands, all spells will eventually be cracked - and she will have to recast her spell shield.

At this point, Wendy's hands gripped Siegel's wrists tightly and slowly lowered her head. Whenever Siegel was chanting, she would cover his lips. Siegel blinked, motioning for Wendy to come closer.

The female mage did not doubt him, and was ready to enjoy her feast to the fullest.

With a silent word of sorry in his heart, Siegel turned into a skeleton in the blink of an eye. Green plasma lines flowed over the pale bones, and the black eye sockets glowed with a palpitating red glow.

The huge contrast is beyond Wendy's mental capacity. From the most passionate moment to the biggest fear of her life, the female mage simply can't deal with it. She sobbed. His eyes rolled and he fainted on top of Siegel.

The magical light that had been going to rise vanished, and she was now completely exposed to Siegel's spells.

Pulling out, Siegel gently placed her on her side on the bed. This is the only chance that neither any alarm will be touched nor thwarted by spells. A protection mage who has lost the protection of a protective spell (I did it on purpose :)). Siegel recites mantras to connect his mind to the other person.

In a coma, Wendy remained wary, but let Siegel come behind the guard. Deep down, she had accepted the male mage, and everything was open to him.

This is a beach of consciousness, emotions are the sea, and every fragment of memory is a seashell on the beach. The most hidden treasures are hidden in the depths of the sea, protected by complex and profound emotions. The tide rises and falls, polishing the memory shells on the beach. Some will shine brighter and brighter as time passes. Others will disappear and become ordinary grains of sand.

Siegel strolls along Wendy's beach, the highlight of which is a newly formed diamond. Siegel can see himself in the diamond's profile. He was naked, holding Wendy who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and the female mage's face was filled with happiness and peace.

Siegel gently stroked the diamond and kept apologizing to Wendy. "You know what, you're such a good girl, a beautiful diamond. Siegel said, "I was able to make such a deep impression on your heart. I feel very honored. But what you may not know is that it's all the effect of a spell. ”

"I don't want to use the danger of Knox as an excuse. Deception and exploitation are caused by me, and magic is only a means. Siegel held the diamond and tried to remove it from Wendy's memory. The female mage's mind was flooded with monstrous waves, a storm howling, lightning and thunder. Siegel let go of his hand, and the diamond swayed. Fell to the beach, but the surroundings were calm and calm.

"You don't want to let go of this memory? But it makes you more miserable. "Siegel temporarily left the diamond that represented himself to search for a specific shell on the beach of memory. Everything about Knox was red, and he quickly got the secret word of the core chamber of this mage tower.

It seems that the quest in the Magic Tower is nothing more than ordinary work for her. It's nowhere near the point where it needs to be hidden deeply, which suggests that Siegel has come to the right place. Even if he had the opportunity to control the consciousness of the Knox Fellow Mage, it would probably not be possible to obtain the key information of the Magic Tower so easily.

After receiving the cipher password, Siegel begins to create new shells, which he needs to instill in Wendy suspicion of Knox and fear of the elven threat. It only took a day or two for her to link the two things together, believing that Knox had colluded with the elves to eliminate or control the members of the original Mage Federation.

The ocean of consciousness fluctuated, and the newly created memories were not stable. But the brilliant gem moved, leaned lightly against the new shell, and the surroundings began to calm down.

Is there more that needs to be done? Siegel stood motionless on the beach. This is the world of consciousness, where the long time in it is only a moment for the outside world. He looked at the beautiful beach in front of him, looked at the clouds fluttering in the blue sky, and from these views he could feel the happiness and warmth in Wendy's heart.

But at the end of the sea level, there was a black spiral cloud, like a brewing storm. It was the effect of the "euthanasia" spell at Knox Mage Tower, and although it was still a small black dot far from the shore, if left untreated, it would one day turn into an unstoppable storm that would destroy all memory shells on the shore.

Siegel bowed his head and pondered: all the effects are caused by him, and he can't just walk away. Knox's spell is in the depths of the ocean of consciousness, so why not go and see what it really is like and if there is a way to fight it.

He grabbed a handful of sand and threw it to the surface. A ship conjured up by his imagination and waited to set sail. Siegel strode up from the suspension and turned the bow of the ship slightly, heading straight in the direction of the storm. (To be continued......)