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Chapter 37 Illusionist

It's like a steel needle penetrates deeply into the brain.

Zhang Mu almost couldn't stand steadily. When the scream ended, his consciousness was still drowsy and did not completely recover. Mental attribute attacks are the most difficult to defend against. Although the damage ability is generally not high, it can cause a series of negative effects.

"Storm Sword!"

Zhang Mu endured the nausea and dizzy feeling, controlled the flying sword and turned into a tornado to attack Zhongsheli.

Too late!

Shirley successfully completed the defensive spell. The Storm Sword caused some tiny cracks on the magic shield, but it was far from the point of breaking the shield. Shirley's figure suddenly turned into six, each of which was exactly the same, making it impossible to tell whether it was true or false. She was singing spells at the same time, preparing for the next attack!

"Find out your true body!"

Yang Yi shot a powerful attack arrow and pierced the body of an illusion. Although it was a phantom simulated by illusion, it was no different from hitting a real object. When the arrow penetrated the body, it was clearly visible. Only the phantom was made too realistic. Ordinary phantoms could only be used to confuse the target and gain time for casting for himself.

The dog knocked down the Phantom with one kick.

Lin Caiyan shot out a magic star bomb, which hit the phantom.

Sun Lin shot out an acid bomb, which was still a phantom.

Liu Shuiyan shot an ordinary arrow, and with a sound, the arrow bounced away... It's not wrong, it's this one!

Leng Yun smashed the prepared explosive flames, causing Shirley's magic shield to crack suddenly, and the strong airflow echoed in the small room, shocking others to tinnitus.

A fatal blow!

Zhang Mu shot out a bullet with lightning light, and the magic shield was completely pierced, and then shot two consecutive shots on Shirley. Although he did not interrupt the spell, he focused Shirley's attention on himself.

With a finger of Shirley's staff, the terrifying spiritual power descended, causing Zhang Mu to suddenly feel a strong sense of hatred in his heart. Everyone around him, including Lei Ming, Fatty, and Leng Yun, became irreconcilable enemies in an instant.

This is the EE-level spell of the illusionist "Abyss of Hate!". The spell attack with spiritual attributes cannot be defended with conventional means. When the mental attributes are stronger and the weaker the influence of the spell, it is almost impossible to fight against magic power by will.

Zhang Mu's eyes were covered with bloodshots, his thoughts were disturbed by spells, and his behavior was also controlled. He raised his sword and turned around and was about to slash Lin Caiyan. The blue sword light was about to fall. The skill "Spirit of the Mind" prepared in advance suddenly took effect, instantly offsetting the effect of the "Abyss of Hate".

Lin Caiyan was so scared that she was bleak, "Mu Tou, what's going on? You... you scared me!"

Zhang Mu didn't have time to explain: "It's okay, kill her immediately, otherwise there will be trouble!"

When the fat man saw Shirley singing, he was covered in red energy, like a running wild boar pounced on her, keeping her from hitting the wall, causing a large area of ​​cracks. Ye Qianqiu's spear shot out from behind the fat man, penetrated from Shirley's chest and nailed into the wall.

The fat man had just moved aside, and Sang Gou jumped up and stepped on Shirley's head. The scene of his head shattering was about to happen. Shirley, who was originally nailed to the wall, suddenly disappeared.

"Fake it is an illusion!"

Shirley was a few meters away, showing her sharp teeth, and a scream containing a mental attack burst out. This was an indiscriminate attack, and everyone collectively lost blood and fell into a dizzy state. Shirley prepared a more powerful illusion, and powerful spiritual energy was released overwhelmingly and descending on everyone.

Zhang Mu knew that something was wrong, but his spiritual spells could not be avoided.

When strong spiritual power invades the brain, consciousness disappears in an instant.

When he woke up, he was confused and found himself sitting in a bright white van. The car was full of family, and Zhang Mu became a boy who was ** years old. He completely forgot his memories from then on and returned to this period.

The car borrowed by my father from a friend took the whole family on a trip. Zhang Mu, who was only 9 years old, had his parents, second uncle, second aunt, grandpa, and grandma, were all crowded in the car, talking and laughing, and Zhang Mu also participated in it. He always felt that it was a bit inappropriate, but he couldn't say why.

I don’t remember the catastrophe, the secret realm, and I don’t remember being hit by the illusion.

When the white van drove to an intersection outside the suburbs, a lit-out sixteen-** truck suddenly rushed out of the corner and hit the van.

The blow was too heavy, and the whole world was overturned. The fragile van was knocked into a pair of scrap iron, and a drop of fragments scattered. As for the seriously deformed car, it fell on the other side of the road, near the driver's seat, and Yin Hong's blood dripped down.

"ah!"

Zhang Mu was stuck in the car. When his relative's twisted limbs appeared in front of him, he was covered in blood on his face and screamed in horror... It was exactly the same. This was a replay of memory, and he experienced what he had experienced again.

Then the scene changed and I came to the orphanage.

In autumn, under the sycamore tree with leaves falling, an obese child chased Zhang Mu with three or four children.

At that time, Zhang Mu was discharged from the hospital in a car accident and his injuries were not healed. He was still on a crutch. Where could he have escaped several older children?

A tall and thin boy kicked the crutch, and Zhang Mu fell directly to the ground. Several people gathered around and punched and kicked him. They could only hold their heads and rolled around and cried.

This was something that had been forgotten when he was bullied in an orphanage, but was rediscovered under the influence of spiritual illusions. Zhang Mu had to experience it again. His mood, anger, and pain at that time were all exactly the same, and there was no way to tell the truth or the false.

Aggrieved, helpless, despair, resentment...

All kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Zhang Mu was beaten to the point of being star-stirring. In a daze, he suddenly felt a hot impact behind him. Those domineering children disappeared, the sycamore trees in the orphanage disappeared, and the entire illusion world quietly disappeared.

All memories are restored instantly.

Zhang Mu returned to reality, and his back was still burning. It took a long time to pass in the illusion. Reality had just passed for only two seconds. Zhang Mu quickly put out the fire on his body, and turned around and saw the door. Jin Xiaoshi stood there, holding a short staff in his hand. When the magic power condensed, he shot out another small fireball.

This time, it hit Ye Qianqiu, causing 21 damage.

Ye Qianqiu's pupils contracted, and he got rid of the illusion, staring at his eyes and looking around.

"Ye Qianqiu, let's kill it!"

After calling out a set of combined skills, Zhang Mu rushed over. The gorgeous sword light broke the spell, penetrated Shirley's heart, and took the opportunity to lift up and cut his left arm down. Ye Qianqiu was very similar to Zhang Mu. He was a warrior with strong will and beliefs. The illusion did not have any impact. He took action cleanly and the gun poured into Shirley's chest, breaking a hole as big as a head.

Shirley was not protected by magic shields and was approached by two warriors, so the result of the battle was no surprise.

The illusionist is an auxiliary profession, and its main function is to control monsters. The skills are nothing more than hypnosis, control, phantoms, or creating negative states, such as sleeping, fear, madness, etc. Apart from general spells, low-level illusionists have extremely scarce damage skills, and even if they are powerful, they are not strong.

There are few illusionists in Dawn Camp. The biggest reason is that illusionists do not have damage skills in the early and mid-stage period, and their survival rate is very low. There are few people who choose, and most illusionists die in the forest.

In addition, illusion has a flaw!

When the target gets rid of the influence of illusions, his resistance to illusions of the same level increases greatly in a short period of time. Illusionists often need to use more advanced illusions to achieve the effect of re-control.

The spell that Shirley just cast was D-level [Painful Illusion]. The person who was hit will lose his ability to move, fall into painful memories, and endure the torture of his mind. This spell is controlled for a long time. Shirley originally had enough time to prepare more spells, but she didn't expect that the little boy Jin would use it at critical moments to wake up Zhang Mu and Ye Qianqiu.

Shirley does not have higher illusions, of course, it is useless to have them. Two peak-level human masters attack in turn, and it is impossible for Shirley to cast a little time. She only heard a few shrill screams echoing, and then it came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Mu breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally killed her!"

Ye Qianqiu sweated slightly on his forehead and was a little gasping, "Is the illusionist so powerful? It's a pity that there is no powerful illusion in Dawn Camp to fight!"

"We should thank the kids."

Jin walked to Shirley's broken body and knelt silently. Because he turned his back to him, he could not see the expression on his face. He faintly saw a drop of tears falling from his cheeks. Zhang Mu and Ye Qianqiu were too lazy to go up to speak when he saw this.

Leng Yun opened her eyes suddenly, and she fell to the ground with all her strength as if she was exhausted. She gasped and she got rid of the illusion and dragged it out.

The elemental master has a higher spirit and is less affected by illusions, so he wakes up early.

Zhang Mu walked towards Leng Yun. She sat on the ground with her eyes a little dull, with tears still left at the corners of her eyes, and her black eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was enduring great pain. Her charming appearance made people feel pity. This spell is particularly useful to people with miserable life. Although it cannot cause harm, it is a kind of destruction to the soul.

"Wood...wood, I..."

Leng Yun calmed down and her eyes returned to her spirit, but her sad expression could not be concealed.

Zhang Mu hugged Leng Yun gently: "Don't worry, we are all here, just have a good rest."

Leng Yun hugged Zhang Mu tightly, bit her lip and said, "Don't leave me."

Sun Lin exclaimed in surprise, woke up from the illusion, her eyes flushed and her face was full of confusion.

Zhang Mu stood up and looked at Sun Lin: "The illusionist has no combat power, but his skills are annoying! It doesn't matter, right?"

Sun Lin smiled reluctantly, shook her head bitterly, and didn't say anything, and didn't know what to say. She was once sought after by everyone and liked to enjoy a sense of vanity, but she couldn't find anyone who could rely on her shoulders.

Everyone woke up one by one, just endured the [painful illusion], and few people could maintain normal emotions.

The fat man's performance was the most exaggerated, rolling around the ground, crying and making a fuss.

The dog was upset and kicked him hard, "Fat pig, howl!"

The fat man fell to the ground with a big belly and said shamelessly: "I think of my first love! I am sad, I want to cry!"

Yang Yi retching and laughed, "Can you... still have your first love? Are you sure you are not someone in the pigpen at home?"

胖子像皮球一样弹起来,凶神恶煞的抓住杨毅,大声吼道:“老子就不能有初恋?你可以侮辱我!但是不能侮辱她!否则我才不管什么兄弟,先揍一顿再说!”

"Okay, okay, are you afraid you can?" Yang Yi wiped his face and saliva, pushed the fat man away, and asked sarcastically: "So, Mr. Fat, what's your first love name?"

The fat man tilted his head and thought for a long time, but suddenly howled again.

"What's wrong?"

"I fucking forgot!"

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