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

Zhang Mu almost stood still. When the screams ended, his consciousness was still drowsy and he didn't fully ease over. Mental attribute attacks are the most difficult to defend. Although the damage ability is generally not high, it can cause a series of negative effects.

"Storm Sword!"

Zhang Muqiang endured the feeling of nausea and vertigo, and controlled Feijian to turn into a tornado and hit Shirley.

It's too late!

Shirley successfully completed the defensive spell. The Storm Sword caused some small cracks on the magic shield, but it was far from breaking the shield. Suddenly, Shirley's figure turned into six, each of which was exactly the same, making people indistinguishable from true and false, and at the same time chanting mantras, preparing for the next attack!

"Find out your true body!"

Yang Yi shot a storm arrow through a phantom body. Although it is a phantom simulated by illusion, it is no different from hitting the real thing. When the arrow passes through the body, the holes are clearly visible. lifelike. Ordinary phantoms can only be used to confuse the target and gain casting time for themselves.

The wrecked dog knocked down the phantom.

Lin Caiyan fired a magic star bullet, hitting a phantom.

Sun Lin fired an acid bomb, still a phantom.

Liu Hookah fired an ordinary arrow, and when it was heard, the arrow was bounced off ... nothing wrong, it was this one!

Leng Yun smashed the prepared explosive inflammation, causing Sherry's magic shield cracks to increase sharply, and the strong air flow echoed in the small room, making everyone else tinnitus.

Lethal Strike!

Zhang Mu fired a bullet with a thunder light, the magic shield was completely penetrated, and two consecutive shots hit Shirley. Although she did not interrupt the spell, she focused her attention on herself.

Pointing at Shirley's staff, the horrible spiritual power came, and Zhang Mu's heart suddenly burst into a strong sense of hatred. All the people around him, including thunder, fat, and cold rhyme, suddenly became uncommon. Dai Tian's enemies.

This is a magician EE-level spell "Hate Abyss!". Spell attacks of spiritual attributes cannot be defended by conventional means. When the spiritual attributes are stronger, the effects of spells are weaker, and it is almost impossible to fight with willpower and magic power alone.

Zhang Mu's eyes were bloodshot, his thoughts were disturbed by spells, and his behavior was also controlled. When he turned his sword, he turned to Lin Caiyan. The cyan sword light is about to be cut off, and Zhang Mu's skill "Soul Mark" prepared in advance suddenly exerts its effect, instantly canceling the effect of "Abyss of Hatred".

Lin Caiyan was so frightened that she looked overwhelmed. "Wood, what's the matter? You ... you scared me!"

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

The fat man saw Shirley singing, covering his red energy, like a wild boar rushing up to keep her from hitting the wall, causing a large area of ​​cracking. Ye Qianqiu's spear shot from behind the fat man, penetrated through Shirley's chest, and nailed it into the wall.

The fat man had just stepped away, and the mourning dog jumped up and stepped on Shirley's head. The scene of a broken head was about to happen. Shirley, who had been nailed to the wall, suddenly disappeared.

"Fake, illusion!"

A few meters away, Shirley's mouth was full of fangs, and a scream containing mental attack erupted. This is an indiscriminate attack, and everyone sheds blood and falls into a dizzy state. Shirley prepares a more powerful illusion, the powerful spiritual energy is released overwhelmingly, and falls on everyone.

Zhang Mu knew that major events were not good, but spiritual spells could not be avoided.

When strong mental power invades the brain, the consciousness moment disappears.

When he woke up, he found himself sitting in a bright white van. The car was full of family members, and Zhang Mu became a ** year-old boy. After that, his memory was completely forgotten, and he completely returned to this period.

The car that my father borrowed from a friend took the whole family to travel. Zhang Mu, his parents, second uncle, second son, grandfather and grandmother, all 9 years old, were all sitting in the car crowded, talking and laughing. Mu also participated in it, always felt a bit wrong, but could not say why.

I do n’t remember the catastrophe, I do n’t remember the mystery, and I do n’t remember the illusion.

When the white van drove to an intersection in the suburbs, a brightly out-of-control sixteen ** truck suddenly burst out of the corner and crashed into the van.

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

"what!"

Zhang Mu was stuck in the car. When his loved one's distorted limbs appeared in front of him, his face was covered with blood, and he screamed in horror ... It was exactly the same, it was a replay of memory, going through the experience again.

Then the scene changed and came to the orphanage.

In the autumn, under the leaves of the sycamore tree, an obese big child, chasing Zhang Mu with three or four children.

Not long after Zhang Mu was discharged from the hospital at that time, the injury did not heal, and he was holding a cane. Where did he run past a few older children?

A tall and thin teenager kicked his cane, and Zhang Mu fell directly to the ground. Several people gathered around for a punch and kick. They could only hold their heads and rolled and cried.

This was the situation when the orphanage was bullied. Things that had long been forgotten were rediscovered under the influence of spiritual illusion. Let Zhang Mu go through it again. The mood at that time, the anger at that time, and the pain at that time were all exactly the same.

Grievance, helplessness, despair, resentment ...

Various emotions came to mind.

When Zhang Mu was beaten into Venus, she felt suddenly a fiery shock behind her. Those treacherous children are gone, the sycamore tree in the orphanage is gone, and the whole illusion world is quietly gone.

All memories are restored instantly.

Zhang Mu returned to reality, and the back was still burning. It was a long time in the fantasy, and the reality had just passed for just two seconds. Zhang Mu quickly extinguished the fire on her body, and turned around to see the doorway. The small figure of gold stood there, holding a short staff in his hand, and when the magic power condensed, he fired a small fireball.

This time hitting Ye Qianqiu, causing 21 damage.

Ye Qianqiu's pupils contracted, freed from illusion, and stared, looking around.

"Ye Qianqiu, we killed it!"

After Zhang Mu shouted a set of combined skills, he rushed away, the brilliant sword light interrupted the spell, penetrated Shirley's heart, and picked up the left arm to cut off the left arm. Ye Qianqiu was similar to Zhang Mu. He had a very strong will and belief. A staunch fighter, Wonderland did not have any effect. He shot cleanly and poured a gun into Shirley's chest, breaking a big skull hole.

Shirley was not protected by a magic shield and was approached by two soldiers. The result of the battle was no suspense.

The illusionist is a supporting profession whose main role is to control monsters, and the skills are nothing more than hypnosis, control, phantom, or creating negative states, such as sleep, fear, madness, etc. Low-level illusionist, in addition to general spells, damage skills are extremely scarce, even if they are not powerful.

The illusionist in Dawn Camp is scarce. The biggest reason is that the illusionist has no damage skills in the first and middle stages, the survival rate is very low, and there are few choices. Most illusionists die in the forest.

In addition, there is a flaw in illusion!

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

The spell that Shirley just cast is D-level [painful illusion]. The middle mover will lose the ability to move, fall into painful memories, and endure the torture of the soul. This spell control time is quite long, Shirley originally had enough time to prepare more spells, but did not expect that the little boy Jin would be useful at critical times to wake up Zhang Mu and Ye Qianqiu.

Shirley has no higher illusions. Of course, there is no use. The two top-level humanoid masters take turns to attack. It is unlikely that Shirley will have a little cast time, only to hear a few screams, and then abruptly It's over.

Zhang Musong breathed out: "Finally killed her!"

Ye Qianqiu sweated forehead slightly, panting slightly, "Illusionist has such power? It is a shame that Shuguang Camp has no powerful illusions to fight!"

"We should thank the children."

Jin walked to Shirley's broken body and knelt silently, because he turned his back on him, he couldn't see the expression on his face, and saw a drop of teardrops slipping from his cheek. When Zhang Mu and Ye Qianqiu saw this, they were too lazy to go up and talk.

Leng Yun opened her eyes violently, and she seemed to be falling to the ground, her mouth gasping, and she got rid of the illusion.

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

Zhang Mu walked towards Leng Yun. She was sitting on the ground, her eyes were dull, tear marks remained in her eyes, and Daimei's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, as if she was enduring great pain. This spell is especially useful to those who are miserable. Although it can't cause harm, it is a kind of devastation to the soul.

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

Leng Yun slowed down, his eyes regained his sorrow, but his sad expression was beyond concealment.

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

Leng Yun held Zhang Mu tightly, bit her lip and said, "Never leave me."

Sun Lin exclaimed, waking up from illusion, her eyes were red, her face was confused.

Zhang Mu stood up and looked at Sun Lin: "The illusionist doesn't have much combat power, but the skills are annoying! Don't you worry?"

Sun Lin smiled reluctantly, shook her head bitterly, did not speak, and did not know what to say. She was once sought after by everyone and loved vanity, but she could not find anyone who could rely on her shoulders.

Everyone was awake one by one, but they only suffered from the painful illusion. Few people could maintain normal emotions.

The fat man performed the most exaggerated, rolling around, crying.

The dog was upset and stomped his head. "Fat, you shit!"

The fat man lay down on the ground, holding a big belly, and said, "I think of my first love! Sad, I want to cry!"

Yang Yi retched, and laughed, "You ... can you still have first love? Are you sure that you are not somebody in the pigpen?"

Fat as the ball bounced, vicious grasp Yang Yi, shouted: "?!! I can not have love you can insult me, but she can not insult or I do not care what the brothers could beat first to say!"

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid you'll be okay?" Yang Yi wiped his face and drove away the fat man. The yin and yang strangely asked: "So, what's your first love name, Uncle Fat?"

The fat man crooked his head for a long time and suddenly howled again.

"Stuck again?"

"I **** forgot!"

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