Sword and Magic and Taxi

? Duojian's head is a mass of paste, her thinking, her cognition and her memory are all mixed into a mass, and she can only execute external commands mechanically, like walking dead. NetΩΩ

Taking his hand away from Dogian's head, the high-ranking templar of the past is still sitting, like a puppet. The psychic powers of the Witch King Karak "burned out" her brain, but left her with the parts needed to be slaves and tools, no more, no less. This is a non-singing ability to control, especially considering that this may be a punishment in anger, and Dojian also has good psychic powers. The Witch King has to cross the spiritual barrier to do all this. .

It is conceivable that the difficulty is quite amazing, Zhao Mai can't do even the same, let alone complete all at the same time. Zhao Mai estimated that this was probably not a display of the Witch King's full power, it was probably just his casual act. Therefore, it is impossible to complete the assassination of the Witch King by relying solely on strength. The only way is to use good luck, or the power of fate.

‘Who can succeed without the help of the planet’s will? Zhao Mai feels increasingly that if this matter is not displayed in accordance with the "story", there is not much feasibility at all. But the only script is now being disrupted by the tauren, becoming more and more fragmented and more difficult.

"Aliang, what should I do? Even though I have entered the training camp, I still have no clue." Zhao Maiju stored food instead of Dojian), gently touching the hair behind his ears with his hand, borrowing Relax yourself. "Maybe one day, a small mistake will cause me, just like Dojian, to become like this dementia."

The food reserve licked the back of his hand, and the tongue felt cold and itchy. Behind the beast stall, the round-shell beetle swayed its tentacles, sending a heart message to Zhao Mai: "Wang, can you eat this person without any thinking?"

"No, I'm still useful." Zhao Mai took a deep breath, put the grain reserves on the ground, and stood up. A former high-ranking templar with an empty brain and very easy to manipulate came to him, why not make good use of it? She obeyed the orders of the "master", Zhao Mai only needed to project her own words into her mind, and she would execute them meticulously.

Even when playing games, Zhao Mai, who has never used the Shemale, started his first experience. Commands such as "keep up" and "stop" can be completed very well. Commands such as "do twenty push-ups" will be delayed in execution, but it is still within her scope of understanding. People are tempted to come over," Dojian's current ability came out.

Maybe she didn't know how to seduce others before? Zhao Mai recalled the short experience of meeting her. "Well, you stand on the side of the railing, stand on one leg, move the other leg forward, and do a slow pedaling volley, three times."

"Who? Who is there?" This leg caught the guard's attention. They are also slaves, and because of the order of the Witch King Karak, they have been removed a lot. Now the entire training camp can hardly be said to have real defensive power.

Regardless of using spells or psychic powers, it’s not difficult to bring down a single guard.” Zhao Mai wanted to try Dojian’s abilities, so he ordered: “Knock him down and don’t let him sound the alarm.”

Dojian, who had been expressionless, nodded mechanically, and then stood in front of the guards, staring straight at him, not caring that he was exposed.

"Hey, a beautiful woman, what are you doing here?" The guard looked around, there was no one else, so he walked over with a smile. He grabbed it towards Dogian, and he could imagine what he was thinking of.

Dogian moved suddenly, stepped forward half a step, and then seemed to give a gesture, except that she slammed the guard in the throat with a knife. Zhao Mai clearly heard a crisp sound of broken bones, and then the guard collapsed to the ground and died.

"Wow, your strength is really not small, and the movements are quite fast!" Zhao Mai Xinyiyi turned to the front of Duojian, she still looked straight and dumb. God knows when this woman will suddenly come to herself too, looking at the posture just now, she may not be able to avoid it.

"Well, Dojian, you must remember it now." Zhao Mai put his finger on her forehead and used his own thoughts to set a barrier outside her thinking: "I am your master, you must obey me The command. When you are confused, feel the natural force and psychic powers. The common taste of the two represents the highest priority."

Dogian was obviously in confusion, and she relied on her supreme master to be the Witch King Karak, whether it was before or after the confusion. She is terrified of the external psychic powers, but at the same time she is full of love for the natural force that can repair the body. This contradictory "feeling" filled her thinking and slowly moved the spiritual prison left by the Witch King.

Zhao Mai was sweating profusely, and finally pulled his mind out of Dojian's head. The power of the Witch King still can't be shaken, but fortunately, I don't meet that terrible guy every day. I only need to keep digging the foot of the wall. At least for now, Zhao Maifei Junqiao has successfully raised his control to the second place, achieving one person below ten thousand people. Dojian’s mind is still undefended, so it is necessary to prevent her from being caught again. Someone else contacted and modified. As long as it is a Psion that is stronger than Zhao Mai-which is quite common on the planet of Atas-he can take control again.

But then again, under normal circumstances, she will do what others ask Dojian to do. For such an obedient individual, no one will bother to check her thinking status, let alone to bother to set up the brain.

Turning back to the gladiator camp, Zhao Mai and Duojian dragged the guard's corpse and threw it into the round shell beetle's animal pen: "Don't leave it, eat it all." Zhao Mai commanded. As for things like the clothes and equipment on the guards, because they are all standard long wooden sticks, they only need to be thrown on the training ground weapon rack and mixed with similar models of the same type, and this is solved.

Looking back again, while the guards hadn't changed shifts, the two sneaked back to the training ground. With two female slaves covered by Xi Xi's body, she was exhausted and was sleeping. But Zhao Mai knew that as long as he stepped into the house, he would definitely wake up the elf trainer~www.NovelMTL.com~ This kind of vigilance had been seen in Rikas, and there was no reason that Posey could not master it.

So only his thoughts floated in, tempting and enticing people to think. Accompanied by ethereal music, Zhao Mai fully mobilized the deepest part of the elf's blood, and his sympathy for art has been concealed by cruelty and cunning for thousands of years. If Percy is awake, he will only treat the music as dross, and will fiercely break the thigh of every poet who plays the sluggish sound against him." In a dream, Zhao Mai can mobilize his "subconscious" and follow along. The cognition he has constructed has added some new things that are beneficial to him.

"Percy, you are the manager on the bright side, and Griffin is the secret observer. You work together for the interests of Lord Tai Xi'an. As long as Rikas participates in the game well, you might as well make him wish. It is also the expectation of Master Tai Xi'an." Zhao Mai maintained a fragile connection of thoughts, leaving Bo Xi Wei half-dreaming and half-awake. He used half an angle to finally complete the thinking operation.

"Okay, the next step is to find Likas." Zhao Mai smiled at Dogian, although he knew that this woman was always a dull face.

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. (To be continued.)