Crimson Servant

The wanton release of psychic pressure disappeared in the air, and the haze that shrouded the adventurers' heads was wiped away. Standing in front of a few people was a mind flayer Zatan floating in the air, with his body slightly distorted and four tentacles binding him. North. He could no longer feel the other party's spiritual energy at all, because he used that powerful spiritual energy to restrain himself and cocoon his own spirit.

"I won't let you go. Do you think this is the end?"

In the mind flayer's sight, the warlock's head collapsed into a spiritual black hole, constantly grabbing the surrounding spiritual energy. His voice transcended all obstacles, calm and hollow.

The monster came closer and kept talking at an alarming rate as it moved.

"This is a side effect of me lifting the mental barriers. My mind no longer has a defense line against the outside world, and all the thoughts I generate will turn into words and blurt out, which is a rather troublesome state. But if I can kill you, everything will not be a problem. Maybe now The state can also compete with Barnes in terms of gossip. "

"Hey!" Barnes yelled dissatisfiedly from the side, but before he could continue, the warlock's verbal bombardment had already arrived.

"I know you are here, Barnes. But I can't control my thoughts. Maybe you can choose to avoid it. I don't want the relationship between us to become embarrassing. If you can close your ears, maybe you won't Hear the secrets in your heart that may be revealed. John Kemp, you idiot, don't think about the secrets that you don't want to be known about. Mariana is your first love... It's over, just kill everyone here. , they still have value, maybe we can use subtle strategies to eliminate them one by one, to prevent the remaining people from suspecting me..."

The warlock's mind fell into a brief silence.

"I hope you can pretend to be deaf and mute. Please don't worry about my unrealistic fantasies. I have my own principles and will not engage in terrible betrayal. You can also use this argument to paralyze Barnes and the others. Increase the success rate of assassination."

The warlock's mind fell into a brief silence.

"I admit that I have a dark mind and always speculate the most vicious thoughts on the people around me, but I am a principled adult, and I have passed the age of doing whatever I want. Although I was furious because of Nora's fake death six months ago, Destroying an army of Ephesa allowed the Crimson God to return to the world and create a second Rotten Disaster."

The warlock's companions fell silent.

Barnes broke out in a cold sweat, pulled a smile on his lips, and gave advice to the warlock whose expression became more and more ferocious.

"We'd better deal with the mind flayer problem first, what do you say? John."

"Good idea, Barnes. Your way of changing the subject finally made me stop focusing on persecuting my partners. Thanks to your help, I decided to eliminate the idea of ​​sacrificing you for once. By the way, currently I The thought of sacrificing you has occurred a total of thirty-seven times, don’t worry, it’s just a joke, you can only sacrifice once, so the idea itself is not valid.”

John's companions knew that the sorcerer in the team was indeed thinking very fast.

The warlock really turns his attention to the mind flayer.

"Zathanos, I think the close interaction between me and my teammates has given you enough time to think about it. Your intelligence is no lower than that of normal humans, and you should be able to make some smart choices. Surrender, and take what belongs to Mary in your hands. Leave Anna's things and the controlled Vivian to me. Maybe I will give you preferential treatment..."

"That's weird. Zatanos, you are an excellent opponent. I will sacrifice you to the Crimson God and let your talents become part of the Crimson. I am really fed up with the state of speaking freely. I will seal the mind door immediately after killing this mind flayer."

"Perhaps you are now ready to fight to the death and prepare for the full attack of psychic energy. But you can try, psychic energy is a kind of language, and the psychic damage caused can also be regarded as a kind of violent communication. Zatanno Si, you should be mentally prepared to assimilate with me the moment you have the idea of ​​attacking.”

The warlock stretched out his palm and touched the psychic barrier surrounding the mind flayer.

John's touch was unimpeded, as his palms penetrated the psychic energy, intending to directly touch the mind flayer's flesh in order to actually make contact with the devouring mind of the mind flayer. The psychic storm broke out just as John had predicted.

The violent psychic impact only caused the warlock to be in a slight trance. The psychic energy invaded his mind. The warlock felt that his brain power was rising rapidly. He quickly controlled this power and felt the power of Zatanos. The original satisfaction of ruling all hearts with psychic power.

But he didn't catch Zathanos.

The source of this spiritual energy is the black egg.

The mind flayer took the initiative to disconnect from the black egg, and used the psychic storm released by the black egg to separate his psychic energy from the warlock who was assimilating the psychic energy. In this brief second, Zatanos resisted the feeling of weakness and released the last spell.

Teleport.

The figure of the Mind Flayer began to fade away, and a small space-time tunnel opened around him. The nearest object was selected and will be transferred with his body.

Includes the sacrificial table with Black Egg and Vivian lying flat on their backs.

John was still absorbing the powerful spiritual energy released by the black egg. This powerful energy caused the warlock to lose control for a short time. He had no time to stop the mind flayer's transfer and fell into a brief freeze.

"Galahad!" John yelled for the Rider's support. He made the choice without thinking, "Go and save Vivian!"

John Kemp himself reached out to the black egg in the mind flayer's hand.

The closing of the space-time rift creates a breeze at the center of the ritual altar.

Zatanos fled, and John stood there, his outstretched palm empty. He turned his head and looked at the sleeping female vampire in Galahad's arms. The warlock breathed a sigh of relief.

"At least one was saved."

"Don't have unnecessary thoughts, John. This is instinct, without any unnecessary meaning. Galahad's exoneration is obviously more reliable. Choosing Vivian is just a choice for a high success rate. Of course, a partner is better than a partner. Props are more important, nothing else. It doesn’t mean that you love Vivian more than Mariana.”

"Yes, it must have absorbed the influence of Morgan's charming phantom mist."

"My growing affection for Vivian is abnormal."

The warlock raised his head and saw his companions all showing strange expressions. Galahad solemnly placed the female vampire in front of John, and retreated to the entrance of the corridor with Raven and others in tacit agreement.

Barnes put his two fingers together and moved them from left to right across his lips, making a mouth-closing motion.

"We didn't hear anything," he said in a subtle way.

John looked at the unconscious Vivian in front of him, inserted his fingers into his hair, and bowed forward.

There must be a problem with absorbing too much psychic energy. John felt like his body was cold from head to toe.