Chapter 171

Dogian's head is a paste, her thinking, her cognition and her memory are all mixed into a ball, can only mechanically execute external orders, like a walking corpse.

Taking his hand away from dugian's head, the high-level Templar of the past was still sitting like a puppet. Karak's psychic powers "burned" her brain, but left her the part she needed to be a slave and a tool. This is a very amazing ability of control, especially considering that it may be a punishment made in anger, and dorgian also has good psychic powers, and the wizard king has to cross the psychic barrier to do all this.

As you can imagine, the difficulty is quite amazing. Zhao Mai can't do even one of them, let alone finish all at the same time. Zhao Mai estimated that this might not be the display of all the power of the king of witchcraft, but it might just be his casual action. Therefore, it is impossible to complete the assassination of the Witch King by relying solely on strength. The only way to do it is by great luck, or the power of fate.

"Without the help of the will of the planet, who could have succeeded?" Zhao Mai felt more and more that if this matter did not follow the "plot" development, there was not much feasibility at all. But the only script is now disrupted by tauren, becoming more and more fragmented and difficult.

"Ah Liang, what should I do? Even though I'm in training camp, I still have no idea Zhao Mai holds the grain reserve (not doji'an) and gently drags the hair behind his ears to relax himself. "Maybe one day, a small mistake will lead me to be as stupid as dogian."

The grain reserve licked the back of his hand, and his tongue felt cool and itchy. In the corral behind him, the beetle shook its antennae and sent a message to Zhao Mai: "Wang, can you eat this man without any thinking?"

"No, I can still use it." Zhao Mai took a deep breath, put the grain on the ground and stood up. A former high-level Templar with an empty mind and easy to manipulate comes to him. Why not make good use of it? She obeys the "master's" orders. Zhao Mai only needs to project her words into her mind, and she will carry them out meticulously.

Even playing games, Zhao Mai, who had never used the human demon, began his first experience. Orders such as "keep up" and "stop" can be completed well, and the execution of "do 20 push ups" will be delayed, but it is still within her understanding, but "lure the man at the door" is beyond her current ability.

Maybe she didn't know how to seduce people before? Zhao Mai recalled her short meeting experience. "Well, you stand to the side of the railing, stand on one leg, with the other leg forward, and do slow pedals in the air, three times."

"Who? Who's there? " The leg caught the watchman's attention. They are also slaves, and because of the order of the wizard King Karak, they have been transferred a lot. Now it's hard to say that the whole training camp has real defensive strength.

Whether it's magic or psionic power, it's not difficult to bring down a single guard. However, Zhao Mai wanted to try his ability, so he ordered: "knock him down, don't let him give an alarm."

The expressionless dorgian nodded mechanically, then stood in front of the guard, staring at him, not caring that he had been exposed.

"Why, a beautiful woman, what are you doing here?" The guard looked around and there was no one else, so he came over with a smile. His hand was on dorgian's head. You can imagine what was going on in his head.

Dorgian suddenly moved, stepped forward half a step, and then seemed to raise her hand, but she hit the guard's throat with a knife. Zhao Mai clearly heard a brittle sound of bone fracture, and then the guard collapsed to the ground and died.

"Wow, your strength is not small, and your action is quite fast!" Zhao Mai carefully turned to the front of Duo Ji'an. She was still looking straight. God knows when this woman will suddenly give herself a look. Looking at the posture just now, she may not be able to hide.

"Well, dogian, you have to remember that now." Zhao Mai put his finger on her forehead and set a barrier outside her mind with his own ideas: "I am your master, you should obey my orders. When you're confused, feel the natural force and psychic powers, and the taste of both represents the highest priority

Dorgian was obviously confused. She vaguely remembered that her Supreme Master was Karak, the Witch King, whether before or after the confusion. She was afraid of the power of the mind from outside, but at the same time she loved the natural force that could repair her body. This kind of contradictory "feeling" is full of her thinking, and also slowly shakes the spiritual prison left by the Witch King.

Zhao Mai was sweating hard to pull his thinking out of Duo Ji'an's head. The power of the wizard king still can't be shaken, but fortunately, he doesn't meet that terrible guy every day. He just needs to dig the bottom of the wall, and one day he will dig it down. At least for the moment, Zhao Mai has taken great pains to raise his control to the second place, and has achieved the goal of one person below ten thousand people above. However, dorgian's brain is still undefended, so it is necessary to prevent her from being touched and modified by others. As long as a stronger psychic than Zhao Mai - which is quite common on atas - can take control again.But then again, in general, dogian will do what others ask her to do. For such a obedient individual, no one has the heart to check her thinking state, let alone bother to set her brain.

Turning back to the Gladiator camp, Zhao Mai and duo Jian dragged the guard's body and threw it into the round shell beetle's corral: "don't leave it, eat it all." Zhao Mai said. As for the clothes and equipment on the guards, because they are all standard long sticks, they just need to be thrown on the weapon rack of the training ground and mixed with the same kind of weapons. This is a solution.

Looking back again, the two men sneaked back to the training ground before the guard changed shifts. Percy, who was covered with two slaves, was exhausted and asleep. But Zhao Mai knew that as long as he stepped into the room, he would wake up the elf trainer. He had seen this vigilance in Ricardo, and there was no reason why Percy could not have mastered it.

So only his thoughts floated in, and guided and thought-provoking. With the ethereal music, Zhao Mai fully mobilized the deepest blood of the elves, which has been covered up by cruelty and cunning for thousands of years. If Posey is awake, he will only treat music as dross, and fiercely break the thighs of every poet who plays music to him. However, in the dream, Zhao Mai can mobilize his "subconscious" and add some new things that are beneficial to him along with his constructed cognition.

"Percy, you are the manager in the open, and Griffin is the observer in the dark. You serve for the interests of the people of taixi'an. As long as Ricardo takes part in the competition well, it may as well make him happy, which is also the expectation of the adults of taixi'an Zhao Mai maintains a fragile connection of thinking, which makes Posey half awake. It took him about half an hour to finish the operation.

"Well, the next step is to find Ricas." Zhao Mai smiles at duo Ji'an, though he knows that this woman is always dull.

Unexpectedly, she lowered her head, tore a piece of cloth from the already short skirt and handed it to Zhao Mai to wipe the sweat. Zhao Mai almost didn't scare his soul out.