Harret's laughter rang out again from upstairs: "Let you taste my secret arts, and know what it means to be a psychic magician, Abyss Reappearance Dominator!"

The hearts of the Danluer people who were fighting downstairs suddenly shook again, and they stopped one after another, and they were all stunned. Before Brooke could react, he only felt that he had been disturbed by something, and suddenly became unconscious.

Brooke's will was still strong, he shook his head and came back to his senses, and immediately understood that this was the ghost of the guy upstairs, and he had been defeated by the other party's mind control before. He hurriedly checked the clansmen around him, and saw that some of them were blind, and they couldn't wake up no matter how they screamed, they were already taken by the other party's spiritual skills, and their hearts were not good.

"I've reached my mental limit and can't control more people anymore. Upstairs, 'Harrett' said to himself, "But it's okay, just a dozen people are enough!" ”

Those who lost consciousness regained consciousness, but suddenly they seemed to be different people, with evil smiles on their faces, brandishing their weapons, and directing their monsters to attack their companions.

In an instant, everyone was shocked, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Brooke shouted: "Run, everyone, just parry, don't fight back, they are all our brothers! Don't do anything with them! Brothers, come to your senses, come to your senses!"

Brooke's shouts were of no avail, and the people who had been dominated by their minds had long forgotten their kindred, and now they had in their hearts that they had killed all the 'enemies' in front of them.

"Stop, stop...... Stop. "A knight of the Danluer tribe was cornered by a lost mind, and as a last resort, he cut off one of his clansmen's hands with a sword.

But the clansman lost his arm and screamed in pain, but he still raised his right fist and struck his compatriot with all his strength. The Danluer knight was about to dodge, but was surrounded by another lost clansman next to him, and was immediately besieged by two people, and died tragically under the fist and knife.

Many clansmen could not escape the pursuit of their compatriots, and they were forced to kill their compatriots. But as soon as a lost mind died, another sober man was bewildered.

Brooke knew that there was no way to go on like this, if he waited until someone of his clan could resist the other party's spiritual power, he was afraid that his side was almost dead, and shouted: "I can't escape, I can only kill endlessly." Fellow clansmen, he has limited control over people, so we rushed up and fought him!"

After speaking, he jumped up, jumped high, and ran in the direction of the office. The office building is not very high, and with Brooke's jumping power, it can fly directly up in a few take-offs and landings. But before he could jump up, several magic sword qi attacked him, and when he looked up, there were four more people on the edge of the building, who seemed to be the ones who protected the other party's spell casting. Immediately after that, there was a sudden rumor behind him, but it was his own lost clan who also chased after him.

The magician of the Mind Domination Department is generally very 'weak', and this 'weakness' comes from the mind magic he has learned. Psychic magic is one of the thirteen types of magic, 'unrelated' and 'space summoning', and it is also one of the most difficult to learn, along with 'poison' and 'space summoning'. Whether it is for the control and exercise of mental power, or the practice of theoretical study, it is very difficult.

Therefore, as psychic magicians, most of them devote all their energy to the study of the mind, and for other magic, they just learn to understand and use it, and improve themselves. Since it is in Coolantin, in the face of students majoring in these three departments, the requirements for the examination will be appropriately lowered, because these three departments are too difficult to learn, but they are very useful.

'Harret' sneered, "Do you think I'm going to let you kill you without any precautions? ”

Brooke was attacked in front of and behind him, and was wounded and fell to the ground. The rest of the companions were also not spared, and they had to fight with their own people again!

'Harett' looked at him coldly, and his smile grew more and more merrily, and he liked to see it. He felt like he was playing with marionettes, and whatever they did, they would be. This kind of power to manipulate the fate of others by him is an inexplicable sense of accomplishment, making him feel that he is standing high above others and letting him play with him.

In the clan, Brooke is a man who has always shed blood and tears, but now, in this situation, his eyes are moist, full of anger and helplessness. Every time he saw a member of his clan fall, his heart ached as if he were being tugged at. For the first time, he felt that his Liliang was so weak, and for the first time, he, the number one warrior of the Danluer clan, felt that he was so useless. He really wished that he now had Liliang who had ascended to the sky, turning all difficulties into easy, and he really wished that he would turn into a sharp arrow to pierce that person's heart, even if he died together, he would not hesitate to do so.

'Harret' crazy daxiao, he likes this feeling so much, it is because of this sense of superiority that he will succumb to the obscene power of that ugly old woman, and is willing to sell himself. He listened to the desperate, miserable, heart-rending cries of those people below, and his heart was inexplicably excited and satisfied, and he enjoyed this feeling.

"Uh...... , Damn, I didn't have any medicine on me. 'Harret' pressed his head, touched his body with his other hand, and frowned: "I'm too tired, it looks like I'm going to rest." Even though I'm an archmage, it's too exhausting to use two super magic in a row, and it's all my strength. It would be nice if I were a magician of the spiritual department, and I wouldn't worry about mental overdraft, damn it!" He looked below, the Danluer clan and those betrayed guys who had been one hundred or dozens of people at the beginning had only died in more than twenty people: "It's okay, fortunately, it's over in a while, just hold on a little longer." ”

When Brooke was parrying with all his might, he suddenly saw that the controlled clansmen seemed to be in a trance, and his heart moved, and he immediately understood that this was the guy's mental power that was about to be overdrawn, and he was actually happy at the moment, but also sad.

Although the spiritual magic is extremely powerful and poisonous, few people can resist it, but his consumption of spiritual power is extremely powerful, even for the red-robed great magician, he has been able to maximize his spiritual power and minimize the consumption of a lot of spirit, but it is still the time to finally exhaust his strength. ,

What's more, it is the use of two super magic in a row, which is already a very damaging thing for the average psychic magician, using two super magic, one of which is a secret technique, not to mention that it is still used with all its strength, unless you drink some medicine that temporarily relieves fatigue and restores the spirit.

Normally, mind magicians will bring one or two bottles of medicine to quickly restore their spirits and remove fatigue when they are fighting, but now 'Harret' is not on his body.

Brooke was almost desperate, but instinctively refused to be killed, but now he saw that the other party's energy was exhausted, and several times he saw the clansmen fighting against him in a trance, and the speed of his shot was also much slower, and he was overjoyed: "Clansmen, if you hold on harder, that guy will be dying, and his liliang is running out!"

As soon as these words came out, the sluggish morale really reinvigorated a little, and everyone cheered up to deal with it.

The 'Harret' upstairs had a displeased face: "Damn, do you still want to turn the tables on your deathbed? I don't have this chance! You four go up, leave me alone, kill them all!"

The four of them shot straight down like an electric gallop.

Brooke secretly said badly, gritted his teeth, concentrated the battle qi and staggered, shook the people around him, danced the war spear in his hand and shouted: "Take me on, gun wheel dance!" The spear gathered dark red battle qi again, like a round of dancing light wheel slammed towards the four people.

The two members of the 'TIHB' had no time to evade the defenses, and were slashed in two by the dancing wheel!

"Captain!"

"Brooke ......"

The sober clansmen exclaimed, and they all left their opponents and ran towards Brooke.

'Harett' gritted his teeth desperately and focused, and fell to his knees. The sweat on my head flowed one layer after another, and it felt like my head was going to explode. He had to persevere, he knew that in his current condition, if he slackened, he would be a fish to be slaughtered.

The clansmen of Danluer ran to the corpse of Captain Brooke and fought again, and when they encountered the two men who had come down to kill, the anger that had been suppressed by his men suddenly exploded, and they quickly cut the two men into pieces.

'Harret' knelt on the edge of the building and couldn't hold on any longer: "Damn, look...... Seemingly...... God wants me to die!" dizzy, he fell asleep in an instant, and fell downstairs with his head.

The people of the Danluer tribe who were under control stopped their hands and feet, and all of them fainted to the ground in a flash.

There were only seven Danluer people who were still standing and were uncontrolled, and they were all covered in blood and wounds, and all of them collapsed and fell to their knees.

In fact, this battle has not had much time since it began, and it has only been about half an hour, but they seem to have been in pain for a long time. I don't know how many of my people died at their hands, even though they didn't want to, but when they think of what they have just experienced, it feels like they are in hell. Even the captain, Brooke, is dead!

Seven people fell into a pool of snow or blood, crying bitterly, one by one heartbroken and indignant......

After a long time, one person got up and said, "Now is not the time to cry, we still have to save Winnie, this is the captain's last wish." ”

A few people pulled themselves together again: "So what now?"

One said: "Leave a few people to take care of the surviving and dead clansmen, and the rest of me chop off that bastard's hands and feet, seal his magic, and then ask him to take us to Winnie, the granddaughter of the patriarch, to fulfill the last wishes of the patriarch and the captain!"

"Hmm. ”......

(COMPLETED THE TASK, TEARS RUN, SPRINKLE FLOWERS ING...... ）