The invasion of the spiritual world is a very serious matter for ordinary people, let alone spell casters.
Zagula was about to mobilize his spiritual power to drive the intruders out, but before he could act, the golden man on the other side pointed his finger, and he felt his mental body was torn in two .
In the real world, this is a fatal injury, but in the spiritual world, it is only a minor injury.
After a while, Zagula's spiritual body regrouped, but this time his spiritual consciousness became a little blurred.
"Who are you?" Zagura looked at the shining man in front of him as if he was facing an enemy, and set up a spiritual defense line around him, which made him feel a little more secure in his heart, and then continued to ask: " Why invade my spiritual consciousness."
Zagura knew that the man in front of him had strong mental power, so he was stalling for time, trying to gather his mental power for a last-ditch effort.
"It doesn't matter who I am." Beta looked at the man in front of him and asked slowly, "I just want to ask why you can do something to a baby under one year old."
Hearing this, Zagula was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sarcastically: "You actually came to trouble us for some lowly poor people? And you still use such a dangerous way of mental invasion, is it worth it?"
"It doesn't matter if it's worth it or not." Beta shook her head indifferently: "I'm just asking."
Zagula suddenly felt something was wrong, and was about to launch an attack, but saw the opponent's whole body glowing with golden light, which immediately lit up like his gray spiritual world.
Everyone's spiritual world has its own unique structure, because everyone's thoughts are different. If the spiritual structure changes, it means that if the person's temperament has not changed drastically, then most likely he will become a fool.
Beta's will attribute is already 11.2, and there is also a special talent skill of 'associating with the gods'. The mental attack he launched with all his strength, in terms of strength, has at least about 15 will, which is already a legendary mental attack.
And Zagura's level is not even a master.
His spiritual world was instantly shattered, and fragments of his thoughts were scattered everywhere.
Beta randomly grabbed a dozen pieces and 'swallowed' them into his stomach. Then his eyes lit up and he withdrew from Zagura's spiritual world.
In the spiritual world, the conversation between Beta and Zagura lasted at least two minutes, but in reality, three seconds hadn't passed.
Beta was still holding on to Zagura's head at this moment, and he let go of it. Zagura rolled the whites of his eyes, drooled, and made a strange sound of ho ho ho ho, and fell to the ground, no different from an idiot.
There were screams all around, and not long after, Doug Siss came to Beta's side, her face was stained with two spots of blood, her expression was relaxed, as if the depression that had been lingering in her heart for a long time had completely dissipated.
"Everyone has been killed, except the one next to you." Doug Sisi was pretty and heroic, with blood stains on her face, she was simply too handsome: "What should we do next?"
Beta thought for a while, and said, "I'm going to take a long detour in the past two days, which will delay my time for three or four days, but now... let's rest here first."
"Why the long detour?"
Beta pointed to Zagura who twitched all over the ground from time to time: "I read something very interesting from his mind. Not too far away, there is actually a stronghold of their God of Slaughter. On the surface, they disguised themselves as Ordinary people, but in essence, every once in a while, they will be dispatched on a large scale to harvest lives around them."
Doug Sith's eyes lit up: "We took a detour to take over that village?"
Beta nodded, with a murderous look hidden in her smile.
Three days later, near Kejue City, a small village hidden in a secluded mountain forest.
A hundred Frostwolf warriors had already surrounded the entire village, and Beta set up a small ejection magic circle on a hillside about one kilometer away from the village.
The magic circle was set up quickly, and Beta put a dozen explosive scrolls into the magic circle. After a few seconds, the magic was flooded with blue light, and the dozen scrolls were wrapped in blue magic power, and they were ejected directly, drawing a long line. The parabola fell into the village, and then exploded rumblingly, and the whole village suddenly became ablaze, and then many buildings began to burn.
This was the signal to attack. A hundred Frostwolf cavalry shouted their battle horns and rushed into the village from four directions, killing anyone they saw... except for children who were not as tall as a wheel.
There are more than a hundred people in the village, all of whom are believers of the God of Slaughter, and some of them are strong, but they were blinded by Beta's dozens of explosive scrolls. After the Frostwolf warriors entered the village, , they naturally have no ability to resist, and most importantly, the Frostwolf warriors are very strong... They have a strange ability, which seems to be able to slightly ignore magical effects, such as magic shields, and they can even It is quite unscientific and very unmagical to use a long sword to cut through low-level magic and disable it.
By the time Beta entered the village, the battle was coming to an end. Only a few believers of the God of Slaughter were still stubbornly resisting, and their strength was quite good.
Beta's appearance caught the attention of an old man. He stared at Beta firmly, his face full of resentment: "Why, we have no grievances with you, why did we slaughter our village?"
"Three days ago, there was a village that had no grievances with you. Why did your people go to slaughter the village?" Beta's smile was cold: "You also give me a reason first."
"Are you avenging them?" The old man looked at Beta with an ugly expression on his face: "Are you a nobleman over there? Are they your subjects?"
"No, I'm just passing by."
"Then why?" The old man swung the scythe in his hand and forced a Frostwolf warrior away. He stared at Beta and shouted unwillingly: "Since they are not your subjects, why do you take care of them?" business?"
"Because I'm still a priest, and I'm on the order side." Beta said slowly: "The order side and the chaos side are natural enemies. I'm here to trouble you, do I need a reason?"
"well!"
The old man was so angry that he couldn't even speak. The people around him were quickly dealt with by the Frostwolf Clan. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the old man was about to swing his knife, cut off his head and commit suicide. But he didn't expect Doug Sisi to be faster, and cut off his two arms with a single sword.
When people are old, it is a big problem to learn a lot of falling, not to mention two hands being cut off.
Some dark blood gushed out from the broken stubble of the old man's hands. He let out a few painful cries, then lost all energy and fell to his knees on the ground, looking as if he was about to die in pain.
Beta stepped up, lightly touched the opponent's head with his fingers, and let go after a few seconds. The old man foamed from his mouth, struggled on the ground for a while, and died.