How did the Thorn Bird do such a thing?

Is this the cause of death of wind chimes?

Russell's brain was washed by all kinds of information, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Don't spew blood, little girl. That was more than a decade ago. The thorn bird held his forehead and made an embarrassed gesture:

"Your current contract psychic, this Russell junior, is my honored guest. I wanted to invite him to my house and discuss the knowledge of alchemy with him, there is no malice at all......"

Even though the Thorn Bird claims to have no malicious intent, as the culprit who manipulated the Bird's Beak Doctor to create occult diseases, and the real culprit who killed the wind chimes, he also mentally manipulated Professor Opal and led himself into the depths of the jungle......

All the signs convinced Russell that the Thorn Bird would not be a well-intentioned visitor.

He finally didn't hesitate anymore, and with his thumb twiping the phone in his pocket, he released the other two contract spirits.

The phantom of a petrified head, and the pale and distorted hazy humanoid phantom appeared in front of Russell in turn.

The skull sculptor resembling the head of a petrified Medusa, his eyes burned with a miserable green flame, and he activated his "petrified gaze" with all his might.

And the sleeping demon also stretched out his hands to the thorn bird under Russell's mental command, making a soothing hypnotic action, so that the sleepiness like a substance attacked the thorn bird.

The thorn bird smiled, not moving, as if it had not sensed the slightest hint of sleepiness, nor any sign of pale skin petrification.

The woman in this elegant black dress even turned her head to look at the sculptor of the head, deliberately looking at the blazing light in those eyes, as if mocking its petrified gaze ability.

And the wind chimes also forcibly suppressed their fear, and split one soul after another, and pounced on the thorn bird, trying to drag her down. Each of the split souls raised their right palms at the same time, and their hands emitted an ice-blue halo.

Ghost Touch!

"Hey."

The thorn bird's soft sigh seemed to echo throughout the dense forest, the entire night sky.

An invisible wave of the mind swept around in an instant.

Like an invisible wind blowing through the trees, the deformed trees tremble, shattering every distracted soul in the woman's body.

The body of the wind chime, the skull sculptor, and the sleeping demon, the three spirits were also affected by this spiritual wave, and the spirits became more illusory and transparent, and their whole bodies trembled, as if they were shocked in place and difficult to move.

The three contract spirits attacked at the same time, and with the cooperation of multiple abilities, it was enough to interfere with several third-year powerhouses, but it failed to have the slightest impact on the Thorn Bird.

While his three contract spirits were attacking, Russell was also acting at the same time!

The dimensional belt around his waist was pulled open by the invisible ghost hand.

A cloud of stealth flying potion struck the woman in a long black dress, trying to soak the Thornbird's nasal cavity and trachea and interfere with her movements.

The ghost of a velociraptor is holding the wishing lamp taken out of the dimensional waist bag and running in the direction behind Russell, ready to rub the magic lamp at any time, summon the lamp god, and muddy the water even more.

While activating spiritism and driving away ghosts, Russell's right hand suddenly took out the mobile phone in his pocket and pressed the photo button on the thorn bird.

Spiritualism!

Russell didn't expect that he would really pose any threat to a legendary fifth-year being, he could only hope that his stormy attack with all his might would be able to affect the Thornbird even the slightest, and make the ban she maintained a flaw, at least send a distress signal to the outside world.

It's not too far from the academy!

Click.

When Russell successfully pressed the shutter button, he performed a soul trick and photographed a woman in a black gauze dress.

Syllable!

The body of the thorn bird, like a soap bubble that has been poked, shattered like a dream bubble.

"What's going on?

"This thorn bird is fake? Is it an illusion?

"Was the Thorn Bird that I spoke to at the beginning fake, or was it replaced by an illusion sometime in the middle?"

As soon as Russell had such a thought flashing through his mind, he heard laughter like silver bells ringing in all directions.

All of them, exactly the same, the laughter of the thorn birds.

"Huh."

"Hehehe."

"Hehehehe."

The laughter grew louder and louder, fluttering and stirring in the evening breeze of the dense forest, like ice needles piercing into the bone marrow, making Russell's whole body tremble, and his spirit and spirit seemed to be stimulated.

One, two, three, ten, twenty......

One after another, thorn birds, which looked exactly the same on the outside, came out from behind the deformed trees, from all directions of the dense forest.

Fifty, a hundred, two hundred......

In just a few seconds, hundreds of thorn birds walked out one after another.

Some of the hundreds of women in black dresses passed directly through the branches of the trees, seemingly unhindered by physical barriers; Some floated in the air, condescending, looking at Russell and the three spirits on the ground.

Hundreds of thorn birds, looking at Russell from all directions, from the front, back, up, down, left and right, surrounded him, let out a light laugh.

"Why are there so many? Which one is the ontology, or neither? ”

Russell felt a sense of powerlessness completely, but did not give up the last struggle.

A vial of potion resembling bright red viscous human blood was snatched out of Russell's waist bag and moved to his lips.

Secret Blood Elixir!

——After reaching the third-grade realm at the spiritual level, Russell's control over his spiritual fluctuations has improved a lot, coupled with the experience of taking the secret blood potion last time, this time as long as he drinks the secret blood potion, he will undoubtedly be able to better control the power of the potion, and his spirituality will be improved to a greater extent!

However, the glass bottle potion that was about to be opened and drunk down stopped.

It was Russell's hand that froze in the air, and the whole movement froze.

He felt like a marionette, his hands and feet no longer under his control. The completely disobedient hand put the glass bottle back into the fanny pack and closed the zipper of the fanny pack.

It's a kind of mental level of action domination!

In the process, Russell tried again and again to forcibly activate spiritism to at least drive the ghosts to do something, but attempts to activate supernatural abilities automatically failed every time.

The three contract spirits also seemed to feel some kind of strong suction, and were sucked back into Russell's phone.

Hundreds of thorn birds clapped softly at Russell in the middle.

Hundreds of groups of applause with the same rhythm echoed in the dense forest, and each time the hundreds of pairs of white hands collided, the ground trembled slightly, making the scene in the dark night seem more and more strange and terrifying.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful! What a wonderful show.

"Is this a combination of extraordinary abilities that a sophomore can show in a matter of seconds? Even in the High Academy, there are not many masters who can instantly launch such a group of wonderful and extraordinary abilities to attack the enemy. ”

As he spoke, hundreds of women in black gauze paused at the same time:

"Since I showed such a wonderful performance, then I also want to give a little reward."

Reward?

Just when Russell suspected that this was not a good thing, his body moved on its own without being asked, and his hands were raised in front of him.

"Lift the nail cover of your left index finger."

Hundreds of thorn birds ordered at the same time, their voices cold, as if they were saying something extremely ordinary.

Russell's right hand reaches uncontrollably towards his left index finger and clamps the nail cover of his left index finger with two fingers.

No, no, no!

Stop it!

Syllable!

Russell himself lifted the nail cover of his left index finger entirely, revealing the bright red and blurry flesh underneath, and a sharp pain came.

At this moment, Russell tried to close his eyes, but his eyelids were equally unresponsive. The Thorn Bird also made Russell's eyes widen rather wickedly, watching himself lift the lid of his fingernails.

"Ahh

The vocal cords regained their autonomy, and the teenager's screams echoed through the dense forest.

"The next time you resist me, it's just two fingers."

In the air and on the ground, hundreds of thorn birds laughed at the same time.

Plop plop plop.

In the midst of intense pain, Russell heard the sound of his heart beating.

My heart was beating violently because of the stimulation and action just now.

I don't know if it's his own delusion, Russell feels that his dominance over his body is stronger than before, his spirit is stronger every second than the next, and he may resist the Thorn Bird's mind magic at any time and take back control of his body.

And the hundreds of thorn birds around just chuckled, seemingly unaware of this.

Plop plop.

The heartbeat was getting louder and louder, and it seemed as if something was slowly waking up.

It's the devil in your heart!

I see......

At this moment, Russell was completely sure -

His spiritual resistance, which is much higher than that of ordinary people, is precisely from the Demon King in his heart!

In the occult sense, the heart is regarded as a sense closely related to emotions and the mind, and the Demon King has lodged in his heart for unknown reasons, giving his mind a strong resistance.

If you can further awaken the demon in your heart, you will be able to get rid of the control of the thorn bird...... Russell's thoughts were racing, and he tried to inject his spiritual energy into his heart, trying to awaken the sleeping demon king in his right ventricle.

Plop plop.

Intense colic welled up in Russell's heart.

The demon in my heart is awakening!

Crunch.

It was at this moment that Russell suddenly felt like he had regained control of his body.

The psychic magic that had dominated his body was gone, the power in his heart to wrestle with it had receded, and the awakening of the Sleeping Demon had slowed down.

This time, Russell didn't try to escape or attack again, and had a new idea:

Try to stall for time until the demon in your heart is awakened!

He didn't care at all about his left index finger, which was spilling blood, showing the politeness and grace of a young man, looking at the thorn birds in all directions, and asked politely:

"Hello, Sister Thornbird, are you the creator of this occult disease? The occult knowledge that Dr. Birdbeak used to create this plague should come from you.

"I thought you were just a master of the Department of Mind and Illusion, but it seems that you are also very knowledgeable in the realm of necromancy and life."

(End of chapter)