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"Claustrophobia" Safman murmured this sentence again, although she was covered by a disguise spell at the moment, but even so, Don Quixote could still see it from the man's eyes He seems to be remembering something, of course, what he can recall at this moment is his past experience, and the performance of this mage also confirmed Don Quixote's conjecture, obviously, just now he just It was just a trick, and he only roughly noticed that Safman hated being in the elevator. During that time, his soul fluctuations, even spiritual energy fluctuations, were a little chaotic, and he didn't know until he came to this large room. Back to normal.

If he guessed wrong, at worst, he would summon Osiris to scare the mage, but since he frightened the mage, he didn't plan to do that. The reason is very simple. Osiris can be said to be his final trump card. The more people who know about it, the more likely it is to be discovered by "Lantes". Accordingly, the Buddha was forced to be ready to deal with Osiris at any time. This is not what Don Quixote wanted result.

And for Don Quixote, and even the ability users in the entire Faerun world, everyone has a mentality, try not to do it if you can. After all, life is precious, and meaningful battles can only bring meaningful death, and true If you want to make a move, you must fight to the death, and you will never hold back your hand. If you hesitate for a second, you may be the one who dies.

So in the current situation, for Don Quixote, he found a loophole in the heart of the mage in this field, so he has full confidence to tell Safman one thing without fighting. I am not easy to mess with, and I, who have the ability to sanction you, also know that abilities cannot be used casually.

In fact, this is not Don Quixote trying to show off, just like what Safman said just now, in the world of Faerun, it is almost unreasonable for a domain mage like Safman to talk calmly with you, a ring mage. Possibly, he did this because he is a member of the Guardian Alliance. If he was replaced by a mage in another field, he probably would have thrown a spell over a long time ago. Wait, no one will negotiate with you. [

After a long time, Safman breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had walked out of the past. Of course, because of this camouflage spell, and because she consciously restrained her soul fluctuations, Don Quixote did not I can find out what she is thinking at the moment through her external performance, "It seems that you said that you are a mage who can treat other people's mental illnesses, this sentence is actually true," obviously Safman did not try to quibble, obviously This is useless in front of this mage. From his confident expression, it can be seen that he is [-]% sure that he has a disease of fear of small spaces, "But so what? Or do you think you can confine me to a certain claustrophobia?" environment?"

Don Quixote shrugged, lit a cigarette again, and took a deep puff, "Father Peter Pangu taught us that everything is possible."

"Boom!" Before Don Quixote finished speaking, he felt a powerful force acting on himself, to be precise, it was gravity, because after his lighter fell to the ground, it landed on the floor. I smashed a hole, and the reason why the sofa under my buttocks did not collapse is due to Safman's precision control, which created a balanced position to ensure that I was fixed here. As long as I have a little more strength, my body The body will be crushed, of course, that is when Don Quixote does not resist.

"First of all, I never remember Father God saying this sentence, or something similar, and then, if you think about begging me for mercy and joining our Guardian Alliance, I might consider letting you go, after all, you are also a person That's it."

"It turned out to be changing the gravity," Don Quixote turned his neck with difficulty, slowly raised one hand, and took a puff of cigarettes, but the ash was suspended in the air because of the gravity being changed, "It's really amazing What about ability, but," said Don Quixote with a weird smile, "Father God Peter Pangu also said that if you give me a gift, I must also give you a gift back."

As soon as Don Quixote's voice fell, the mirror of the sky was like a light bulb, emitting a burst of soft light. Of course, it looked more like an enchantment, wrapping two sofas, a table, and the two people inside. , the appearance of this light also firmly fixed Safman on the sofa, and at the same time protected Don Quixote from being crushed into meatloaf by Safman's gravity field. At this moment, Don Quixote Already fully activated the Spirit Gathering Formation, the surrounding basic elements, even the elements supplied to the puppets through the element pool, were plundered by Don Quixote to replenish his constantly depleted spiritual energy. Of course, the result of this is Those puppets stopped moving.

"This is your hole card?" Safman already understood that the mage on the opposite side had a sub-artifact that even a mage in her field would be jealous and jealous of. General power, not only completely cut off the connection between herself and the mage tower, the mage in the majestic domain can only maintain her own domain to resist this force that binds the body and soul, and what makes her even more curious is the surrounding Tang Ji. The huge magic circle that extends almost to the entire study room around Hede can convert basic elements into spiritual energy in an instant, maintaining the consumption of this sub-artifact, "You think it can last longer than me?"

"Wait," suddenly, Safman's face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years finally changed, because she suddenly wanted to understand why Don Quixote just said that he would have claustrophobia

"Tsk tsk," Don Quixote took a hard breath, with a look of magic stick on his face, "I like to deal with smart people, save me a lot of trouble, congratulations, you guessed right, I remember your soul fluctuations It seems that this picture is included in the information that was passed on." Speaking of this layer of soft light that enveloped Don Quixote and Safman, it suddenly changed, whether it was shape or color, it slowly changed. Five dark walls enclose Don Quixote and him, only a dim oil lamp hangs on the top wall, and a few drops of lamp oil will drop from time to time. Of course, under Don Quixote's deliberate arrangement , the location where the fictitious lamp oil fell happened to be where Safman was sitting.

"I'm sorry, you are so good at controlling your own soul fluctuations, so I can only peek into such a dark place. Of course, I think this lamp should be very restored, right?" Speaking of this, Don Quixote licked his lips and couldn't help laughing a few times, "I'm a little sleepy, I'll take a rest first."

Apparently Don Quixote is going to compete with Safman in stamina, to see if his psychic power can't hold it first, or if the mage in this field on the opposite side is defeated by his demons or nightmares first

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"Huh~ha~" Safman looked coldly at Don Quixote who was really lying on the sofa and fell asleep, and couldn't help but took a deep breath. It was also a little difficult, because she was really There is a kind of return to the past that made her unbearable to look back on. Although it is still a little different from her memory, she is claustrophobic. Disturbed by her own, or subconscious mind, to use a word she had learned from Don Quixote.

Of course, even knowing it is useless, a doctor cannot heal himself, and it is impossible to modify his core consciousness by himself, because according to Don Quixote’s theory, only after the conscious and subconscious have fallen asleep, the core consciousness will have It may be modified, and if Safman's consciousness is dormant, then who will modify her core consciousness for her?

someone else?Don't talk about it, what is the concept of a domain mage? If you can control a domain mage, you can almost walk sideways in Faerun. Which domain mage dares to hand over his soul to others?

Just a few minutes later, Safman's breathing became more rapid than before. Although she tried her best to control her emotions and try her best not to recall that memory, mental illness is mental illness. If it If it can be diverted by personal will, Safman will not have the so-called claustrophobia, so at this time, Safman wrapped in the camouflage spell uses the spell because of the enchantment method of the mirror of the sky, Even her own domain is not enough to maintain, her body is already covered in cold sweat because she can't escape here, even looking at the oil lamp on the ceiling, and the image of Don Quixote on the opposite side began to rotate and distort. Everything indicates that Safman's soul is getting more and more confused

"Huh~~ha~~huh~~ha~~" Safman, who took a few deep breaths in succession, had a flash of regret in his eyes, because she remembered the words of one of her teachers, to be a mage of the soul system After growing up, they are definitely difficult characters to die. Even if this man does not have a sub-artifact today, he can still find a mage in another field and tell him his own weaknesses. Then when he is imprisoned in such a small When there is no way to force a breakthrough, she can imagine what her end will be like. This time she completely believed Don Quixote's words, that is to say, Safman relented and admitted that Don Quixote had He is qualified to negotiate directly with her.

"I, I" Obviously Safman wanted to tell Don Quixote that I recognized your strength, so that the consumption of meaning between each other is meaningless. Unfortunately, she forgot that there is still a layer of camouflage outside of herself Spells, whether it is sound or anything else, can only communicate with other people through this spell, and in this confined space, because of the disorder of one's own soul, this spell cannot be controlled normally, so What he was talking about was me, but the actual sound he made was something like a gasp.

Don Quixote, who wholeheartedly maintained the spirit-gathering formation, just opened his eyes with difficulty and glanced at Safman, then continued to fill the mirror of the sky with a huge amount of spiritual energy. Obviously, the mage of the restricted field is not An easy thing, in fact, Don Quixote is almost at the point of exhaustion, the reason why he is still persisting, is that he pretends to be calm and swallows a drop of his daughter's saliva from time to time, What's more, Safman's soul is already in a mess, as long as he is gritting his teeth, he can win this battle. [

"I, I don't want..." Obviously Safman is really flustered at this moment, because the camouflage spell wrapping her body is just like the last time in that big, super big bathroom, and cracks with white light have begun to appear Finally, her soul was almost in a state of confusion and collapse, so Don Quixote pretended to wake up and sat up on the sofa.

Of course, if Safman looked carefully at his hands and feet, he would find that this man had lost the ability to stand up. Just as he closed the claustrophobic space, he also saw what happened in Safman. Regarding the matter on Man, if there is no so-called fight between mages, no one will be so stupid as to use psionic power to peek at each other's body. Don Quixote doesn't know that Safman is not Safman, or that Safman The appearance of Safman was just a camouflage spell, so he was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, with a click, Safman's external camouflage spell scattered like broken glass (to be continued.)