The battlefield was dusty, and the impact was scattered in all directions. If it was natural fog, it would definitely be blown away in half, and only the wall of fog made of magic could barely hold it up.

Felton concentrated all his energy in an effort to reverse the transformation spell and reunite the body of the Magic Clayman, and continue to transform.

Hell, how could this Heim Lord's mage use the ability of Najs, the stable plasma, the huge impact, Felton felt that he would not admit his mistake, so he was extremely surprised.

There was only one way to determine if it was the Emissary of Nacos, the Psychic Spell. Felton determined the goal of his transformation in an instant. His spells become very unstable due to the damage, but he focuses on the transformation with his strong control, determined to succeed this time.

Siegel would not let him get his wish, and rushed forward with a long sword in hand.

The twisted limbs turned into giant tentacles, and the long sword on the ground was rolled up, barely resisting. With only three swords, Siegel flew off the opponent's weapon, shooting a day-bright light with his wand. The glow contained a burning heat that Felton hated, piercing deep into his body. The damage done was not great, but a glowing spell core remained in his body.

This spell core can attract spell rays that Siegel will use later, acting as a target. Even in the heat of battle, the Mage Lord doesn't have to put too much thought into it. God knows what spell he'll use next time, a scorching ray of human mages, or a ray of death from Nakuth?

Felton flicked his arms and spat out a long string of tongue-twisting incantations, and the mutant power from the other world answered his call. He turned into a strange piece of meat. He crouched on the ground on the four short, thick, spider-like legs that protruded from his sides. It has a spider-like head on it. It has eight cloudy compound eyes. Around the mouth that cracks like a petal. Four waving, elastic tentacles writhing defiantly.

Its body is slimy, covered in a jelly-like gelatinous substance, like a brain poking out of a skull. It also has two slender, mucus-filled antennae at the front of its torso and at the back of its neck, and several other eyes at the tip of its antennae.

"What the hell is this!" Siegel smelled a disgusting smell, and his stomach was so sick that he almost threw up. He paused slightly, staring at the monster in front of him, guessing what kind of abilities it possessed.

It doesn't look like a monster with powerful hand-to-hand combat abilities. Although its open mouth is covered with tiny, sharp fangs that can easily shred the flesh of its prey, it has one of its most fatal drawbacks: it does not have a neck that can turn flexibly. It resembles a stout pit bull but relies on spider legs to support its body.

The monster has no protruding spikes on its body, and no tube-like structures are visible, so it doesn't look like it has the ability to shoot pinpricks from a distance. There is no sac-like structure in sight, and it doesn't look like spitting acid and flames. So this monster should have decent spell power, but which one will it be?

Felton's compound eyes twitched, and they all aimed at Siegel.

In a flash of light, Siegel guessed the approximate abilities of the other party.

The monster's body trembled slightly. The tentacles swayed like willow branches, and there was no movement to cast a spell at all. I saw a picture of intricate colors and intertwined and twisted lines appear in mid-air, attracting Siegel's attention and falling involuntarily. He only felt tired physically, tired in his mind, and tired in his soul. The powerful hypnotic pattern slowed Siegel's movements, causing his eyelids to droop.

The petal-like mouth opened, and a yellowish ball of light flew towards Siegel and burrowed into his body. None of the magic shields reacted, allowing the spell to take effect. Siegel, however, remained motionless and seemed to be still in the process of falling asleep.

Felton's compound eyes glow bright yellow and constantly use the ability of mind control. Open your heart, let your guard down, and tell me all the secrets in your head—Felton constantly hypnotizes Siegel with the intention of entering his mind. In it was the knowledge of the elemental runes he had always dreamed of, the technique of the elemental gathering circle, and perhaps even the secret of unlocking the power of Nakuth.

"Tell me! Felton's voice came out of its strange mouth, but it was still cut off from Siegel's mind. The guild's wizards unleashed a succession of perplexed, retarded, and mind-probe spells, weakening their opponents, but never yielding satisfactory results. Siegel doesn't seem to be fortified, but his mind is like an onion that can be easily stripped away layer by layer, but it seems that the core can never be seen.

Felton kept digging deeper, strengthening the power of the spell and pushing forward. Many mages have been trained in mental defense, know how to hide their secrets, and can cope with a strong will, even without a spell to protect their spirits. But there is a limit to this protection, and like magic runes, there is always an end.

This common sense hurt him.

Seegal judged that the enemy's abilities should be biased toward mind control, and immediately defended against Shin. He knew the spells of the Knox Commons, and although not as skilled as theirs, he was fully aware of the characteristics of their spells. In addition, he had studied the rune knowledge of Nakus, found some commonalities between the two, and knew the origin of the sorcerers' psychic spells.

He used the gnome's illusion skills to trick Felton into thinking that his spell had hit the target. But the reality is that these spells run down a runway that can never be focused. For spells such as hypnotic graphics, Siegel can only rely on his own will to resist, but whenever Felton's mental tentacles try to burrow into his mind, they will be caught by a trap that has been laid out in advance.

Felton's compound eyes sparkled, and he had fallen into the trap of self-deception. In his eyes, Siegel had been hypnotized and powerless to resist his spell invasion. His psychic probe had found its target and began to feed back the information gathered. All I found so far are useless noises, and there seem to be some hazy shadows of spells and magic circles. It's like an outer layer of useless knowledge that is used to protect the core behind it. Just keep digging, keep digging.

Siegel let go of the hand hidden in his sleeve. Dropped the rune stone. He has created several rune cores for deception. As long as you add an elemental summoning array, it can be turned into a temporary elemental rune core. However, it is also possible to add mind traps, spells, and illusions. He looked up. Pat yourself on the cheek to relieve the hypnotized sleepiness, and then slowly walk over to the monster, who is unconscious. Maybe he will have some sense of danger, but he will think that it is a counterattack from the other person's mind.

He was wrestling with the runestones, unresponsive to the outside world. Siegel finally had his hands free to cast his spells.

He pulled out a scroll that had been given to him by the half-elf mage from the library. Originally, it was planned to learn teleportation on the basis of learning. The "Dimensional Anchor" can block most of the ability to teleport across space, preventing enemies from escaping with abilities such as space jumping, and plays an important role in capturing otherworldly creatures. He only had this one, and he hadn't had a chance to transcribe it to the spell book yet, but he believed the library would have a backup.

This spell should be cast as gently as possible, without the alarm of the other person. Siegel carefully controlled the spell, using the mark left by the search ray to apply the spell to Felton's body.

The Spider-Legged Brainball monster shook its body, but did not wake up.

The Mage Lord would love to slash him with a single sword. But this is not a contest between private individuals, but a war of territories. He had to take that into account. How to maximize the resources at hand and strive for victory in war, not just in battle.

Moreover, in the face of such a constantly transforming monster, it is difficult to achieve victory with a long sword alone. There are too many monster traits that will bring countless changes to the battle. He must be forced back into human form, or a form familiar to Siegel, in order to truly find his weakness and eliminate him.

Siegel began to chant the incantation, using the power of the elemental absorption circle to mobilize the qi element. Gusts of wind blew away the surrounding fog, and the battlefield finally came to light before the eyes of the warriors on both sides.

The sorceress tried to invoke the spell, but the fog gathered was not enough to obscure vision. Gasps rang out one after another from the coalition forces of the Southern Lords, all of whom were stunned by the ugly, grotesque and twisted monsters.

"Nightmare! What is that!" said one of the lords, who was short of breath and felt like he was about to throw up.

"I see Baron Siegel, but where is Felton?" the knights looked at each other, and one of them had sharper eyes and pointed to the battlefield and shouted, "Look! there is Felton's sword, has he been eaten by a monster?"

"Cruel! too cruel!" exclaimed Baron Brown: "To drive such an evil monster, his soul must be even more ugly, twisted, and dark!

"With the benevolence of Mother Earth and the bravery of the warrior's soul, we must destroy this evil!" he stirred up the emotions of the crowd, and the knights raised their swords and prepared to charge at evil, but the scene changed.

Felton shook his head, finally struggling out of the illusion. The moment of the outside world was prolonged in the world of thoughts, and the contest of spells consumed a lot of his energy. In the end, he gave up spying and no longer wanted to dig into the secrets in Siegel's mind, he just wanted to kill the other party and solve the trouble as soon as possible.

He has a splitting headache right now and must rest as soon as possible. Maybe meditation and contemplation tea are good options, and you can also find her to massage your head. Felton was alerted that he was wandering again, this can't be done, he must focus!

The long legs of the four spiders staggered a few steps on the ground, and the eight compound eyes finally regained their agility. Only then did he realize that the fog had cleared, and he was appearing on the battlefield in the form of a monster.

Siegel swung his long sword, slashed horizontally, and before the other party could figure out the situation, he neatly cut off the two spider legs. Yellow-green bodily fluids fluttered through the air with a piercing howl, and the round body fell to the dirt, the crystalline gelatin covered in filth. Stardust was lifted high again, slashing down at the end of the petal jaw. Felton kicked hard with his remaining leg and rolled on the ground, dodging the sword.

"Felton, you've been exposed. Siegel said, "You see that your men have raised their weapons and are preparing to slay the demons!"

As he spoke, Siegel attacked continuously. He stabbed left and right, forcing Felton to roll on the ground.

The southern lords in the distance couldn't understand it, and they all asked, "What's going on, why did Siegel get into a fight with his summon?"

Some of them, with a terrifying thought in their hearts, quietly retreated to the back of the line. (To be continued......)