"Puff..." A basin of cold water was poured on Mengdu Kazhi. The cool breath awakened the unconscious warrior.
Mengdu Kazhi opened his eyes, but found himself powerless and tied to a rack with his limbs spread out. In front of him, there seemed to be a mighty officer of the Shang Kingdom, sneering at him.
Yang Yishan stepped forward and looked at Mengdu Kazhi with a sneer: "What's your name?"
"Hmph!" Mengdu Kazhi snorted coldly and turned his head away, preparing to secretly cast a spell to commit suicide. But unfortunately, the spell in Mengdu Kazhi's body had no reaction at all!
"Don't waste your energy!" Yang Yishan sneered, "Although we haven't figured out the spells in your Holy Land, we have already mastered the basic principles."
What! Mengdu Kazhi was shocked. That kind of spell, the kind of spell that can be used in an environment without spiritual energy, is an important means of the Mutur tribe. It is precisely relying on these means that the Mutur tribe unified the holy land! If this means is cracked, the consequences will be disastrous! Thinking of this, Mengdu Kazhi became a little anxious.
"It seems that you have a strong sense of collective honor. But I think you should worry about yourself now. By the way, I'll give you a piece of advice. We have the means to search souls, so you must not die. Once you die, there will be no secrets~~~"
Before Yang Yishan finished speaking, a sinister-looking officer from the Shang Kingdom beside him smiled brilliantly, with evil fire flashing all over his body and a creepy green light in his eyes.
Seeing this look, Mengdu Kali was shocked - how could there be such an evil person in the Shang Kingdom? But Mengdu Kali understood that the soul search mentioned by the general of the Shang Kingdom was not fake!
I can't die, but it seems... living is not an easy thing either, especially in this environment.
Here, Yang Yishan took out a strange machine, or a strange magic weapon again: "Here, let me introduce you to the soul jammer. Within the range of the soul jammer, all means related to the soul will lose their effect, even some compulsory magical powers. Unfortunately, you can't use any magical powers or spells now. Oh, by the way, this soul jammer can interfere with and wear down your will little by little. According to the experiment we just finished, even the bravest adventurer can't last three days under this jammer. I hope you can hold on a little longer! Let's go."
After Yang Yishan finished speaking, he stopped questioning and just turned around and left. However, the soul jammer remained at the scene.
Meng Du Kazhi looked at the constantly flashing soul jammer in front of him. The naming method was unfamiliar. Shouldn't it be called Soul Treasure Mirror or Soul-Calming Pagoda? But this thing is really useful.
A faint pressure came, causing Mengdu Kazhi's sealed soul to tremble and wilt. The spells stored in the soul, which could be cast by consuming the soul, were powerless. Mengdu Kazhi kept stimulating the soul, but there was no improvement; not only that, the soul seemed to gradually become obscure.
Mengdu Kazhi was anxious, and gradually a feeling of despair began to grow. Once upon a time, the brave and fearless warriors of the Mutur tribe actually felt desperate. This... shouldn't be the case!