The Devil's Eye Tyrant's promises again and again, and the refusal of the Devil's Eye Tyrant again and again, made the Devil's Eye Tyrant whose consciousness was about to be extinguished go crazy, and the various defects it had for the human mind were definitely not exempted by human beings through willpower, otherwise it would not have been able to control one kingdom after another through the spiritual line in the past.

It's just that it doesn't know that this world doesn't weigh so much in the eyes of Tuse, and any of its demagoguery is like letting you play Metal Slug Points First to an adult, and this world is still the kind of rough game of the original mosaic version, and Tusel himself can try to transform it, so why be a puppet.

"I'm sorry, but all your wishes have not been met." He said to the demon-eyed tyrant whose will was completely extinguished.

The projection was completely transformed into pure energy, floating in the sea of consciousness, and then absorbed by the skill tree that appeared like nutrients, and after tasting all kinds of vanity, Yang Se felt inexplicably more meaningful in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of red light.

An eye mark appeared on a branch on the skill tree, and he comprehended a new passive skill, the Eye of Delusion.

All the past came to mind, and the red light flashed in Tsser's eyes, and he looked in the direction of Hilton, "I seem to understand something." ”

"It's still interesting to become stronger." Silent for a moment, he stepped aside to untie the ghost baron's shackles, but the latter looked sluggish, and he frowned and thought about it, then reached out and pumped it.

After two clicks, when the fifteenth time the ghost reacted, the spirit body lifted the abnormality, it looked at the sasser with a confused expression, and then looked at the ground and said, "The Sage's Stone is broken." ”

"It can be fixed slowly." He glanced at the fragments of the Sage Stone on the ground, not only was it broken, but even its volume had changed.

He picked up all the fragments of the Sage Stone on the ground, and then injected a large amount of spiritual power, and saw that the Sage Stone that had already volatilized half of it was spliced and gradually repaired, and then stopped continuing to volatilize.

The necklace buckle around his neck was pinched, and the Sage's Stone was re-fastened, and the ghost saw this without saying a word, while the ghost looked at a group of demented children lying on the ground and shook his arms.

The wizards and paladins woke up, their memories had just become a little unreal, there were many things in their lives, and when the fire wizard was conscious, he saw that the sorcerer was riding on him and slapped him in the mouth.

“？” The fire demon wizard was a little blind, but the pain on his face made him react, "Stop, stop, what are you going to do!" ”

"I'm helping you drive away the falsehood." Hearing this, he looked at a group of people with red faces, "Those tribal barbarians are dead, should we go to the city in front of us?" ”

The paladins looked at each other when they heard this, and then one of the paladins said, "There's a one-eyed wizard inside, he has magic that controls people's minds, if you can break it like before, we can go over." ”

"Yes." He blinked his eyes and said with confidence.

They rode to the castle, and along the way the paladins kept dismounting and taking back their armor, and when they reached the door, they did not find a single tribal barbarian, but according to the blood stains not far away, they found the paladin who had jumped over the wall and fell when he ran away, and he had been sacrificed.

"Savage demons!" The paladins were saddened.

The paladins dressed up decently, and then set them on fire, and the paladins were celebrating mass for him, only to find that the paladins on the side were also chanting, and the vocabulary was more standard than theirs.

"I've been a priest in the church before, so you don't think I'm praying for him to go to hell, do you?" He looked at the paladins who were coming around.

"Of course not." The paladins shook their heads slightly, but they could still see their idea of 'if yes, they would cut you in minutes', and seeing that they were a little dissatisfied, the knight said, "I just didn't expect such a young priest, they will be at least forty when they come out of the convent." ”

"I've been to the monastery too." Hearing this, he looked to the side, "It's a pity that I dropped out of school." ”

"Imagine you're going to make trouble." The wizards who were listening to the audience thought silently when they heard this, and then they felt their eyes turn to him, and listened to him, "Since the enemy over there has the ability to deceive people's minds, it will be very inconvenient for you to go. ”

Hearing this, the teammates couldn't help but touch their faces, and then all nodded.

"We'll be at the door, don't worry, we're here and won't let the tribe rout." The wizards said.

Hearing this, he nodded, although he always felt that they meant to set up something.

When he went to the castle, the first thing he saw was the scarlet bishop standing with his sword, and the wizard who was in charge of the cluster respected him so much that he did not desecrate his corpse.

"Did you kill those cowardly children?" While he was celebrating Mass for the bishop, he heard a voice in his ear, and when he turned his head to see a wizard with a large eyeball in his forehead standing beside him.

Seeing this, he silently finished the mass, and then drew three cross-swords from the bishop, two pinned to his waist and one to the wizard's neck.

"At the request of the third prince of the Emanursen Kingdom, expelling the tribal wizards, do you have anything to want?" Ask.

The wizard glared at the sorcerer's one-eyed voice, and in an instant he felt like he had entered a chaotic street, with flashing street lamps, closed roller shutters, werewolves and vampires fighting, and even shots.

The one-eyed wizard standing in front of him was dressed in Gothic black robes, and the sword he held in his hand had turned into a snake.

"Kid, what are you doing with a snake?" The wizard asked steadily.

Hearing this, he looked at the snake he was holding in his hand, and was turning back to bite himself at this time, and even felt pain, and in a moment his entire arm was corrupted by venom, he couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this, and looked at the wizard with a pair of red eyes, "Psychological magic plus psychic lines, wizard, you are fully qualified to run for the pope." ”

The corner of the wizard's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he was about to do something, but his head suddenly fell off without warning.

The street lamps were gone, the street was the entrance to the castle, the arm was still there, the cross sword in his hand was waved to the side, and the wizard was dead, he seemed to have no eyelids.

Tusel raised his sword and stabbed at the eyeball, and a very faint shadow of the Demon-Eye Tyrant appeared, which looked like a fork of the previous one, it floated into the air and tried to escape, but it was like a frog jumping into cold water, and after a few swims, it kicked its legs, and finally turned into a little energy dust, which submerged into Tuse's pupils.

He blinked, and then walked into the castle with his sword, and saw a line of dumbfounded-looking people standing inside, including wizards, civilians, and guards.

It seems that the wizard should be very confident in his own ability, and he didn't even control these people to come out to attack the Pusher, so the Shaker also saved a lot of trouble, and after a turn in the castle, the Shaker rescued them with a slap.

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