"What touch?"
Ash felt puzzled. These magicians always came up with some new terms that he had never heard of.
"He actually succeeded, Heath actually succeeded! How is it possible, how is this possible!" Schilling roared in a low voice, and suddenly turned into a desk cleaning master. He slammed the desk hard, and with both hands, he swept the curtain of knowledge on the desk to the ground, and it broke into several pieces with a snap.
Ash swallowed and said, "Calm down, why don't you explain the situation to me? Maybe I can provide all the support besides the actual help—Hmm!"
The trunk of the tree suddenly compressed inwards, and Ash suddenly felt heavy pressure coming from all directions, almost suffocating him. Even breathing became extremely difficult, as if he was going to become Ash's husband cake in the next second!
I, I can't breathe!
"Still not resisting?" Xilin said coldly, with his left hand facing Ash, making a 'grasping' gesture: "Your body is still so fragile, I will crush you if I am not careful, I will only count to three. Three, two, one-"
Am I done now
If I had killed him... If I hadn't come to find Xilin... If...
When death was approaching, Ash unexpectedly found that he was not that strong and his heart was full of regrets. He thought he did not have much attachment to life, but it seemed that was not the case.
Or maybe, what he is attached to is not life...
Ash subconsciously closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, waiting for the final pain before death.
However, after the countdown ended, the tree trunk did not break Ash's wall to squeeze out the juice. Instead, it loosened up a little, allowing Ash to breathe freely again.
He opened his eyes and saw Xilin stumbling and falling beside the desk, tears streaming down his face, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are really not Heath, you are really not... Hahahaha! He succeeded? He actually succeeded? How could he succeed?"
Ash quietly watched Xilin crying and laughing, and after a long while he asked, "What were you testing just now?"
Xilin didn't care about etiquette at all. He just sat on the carpet next to the desk. After a moment, he replied: "The real Heath holds the 'key'. No magic power or even language is needed. As long as Heath activates the key, he can control any believer - including me."
His face showed deep fear: "That is a pollution more frightening than death. It is a complete deprivation of self-control! I once tried to commit suicide, but death is not an excuse for disobeying orders. I lost control of my body the moment before I committed suicide. I didn't regain the right to 'use' my body until I completed the task he assigned me... From then on, I could no longer resist any of his orders. I could only do my best to implement his will."
"From the moment you placed the Heart Sword on my neck, I knew you were not Heath. But I didn't dare to believe it, and I didn't dare to take the risk - maybe Heath was just acting, maybe you were just a split personality of Heath, or maybe..." Schilling's voice was trembling: "I don't have the courage to believe that Heath would disappear."
"I'm afraid you're just another one of his tricks."
Ash looked at Xilin's right hand: "You just said stunning eyes..."
"Didn't you inherit Heath's memory?" Shilling raised his right hand. The hole in his palm was so round, like a puzzle with a piece missing, and the moonlight passed through it unhindered.
"This is the hole that Heath drilled himself. This is the price of the ritual."
"Ritual... ritual faction?"
"That's right," Xilin looked down at his hands. "To be fair, although the price is not small, the effect of "Amazing Eyes" is also extremely powerful. Anyone who is stared at through my palm will fall into a mental stagnation for several seconds. During this period, the other party cannot take any action at all, not even for a blink of an eye."
Strong control!
Ash deeply felt the horror of the magician's control skills - in the experience of mental sluggishness just now, Ash was completely unable to resist, because at that time he didn't even have time to think of "resistance".
If the thoughts of ordinary people are like waterfalls, with countless splashes of water and waves every minute and every second, then Ash's thoughts just now are equivalent to a quagmire. It takes a long time for a bubble to rot and live forever.
"Of course, such a powerful effect is not without its limitations." Xilin said: "The Stunning Eyes can only take effect once on each person, because only the first time will it have the effect of 'stunning', and after that it will only have the effect of 'enchanting'."
"I was struck by the stunning gaze just now, so you are sure that I am not Heath..."
"Heath has already seen my eyes of astonishment." Xilin said calmly, "Heath has also seen all the believers in the church who have been given eyes of astonishment. He will not allow the believers to have any means to counter him."
Although there was no evidence, Ash was trapped in the tree at this time, and Shilling could make him stand upside down and have diarrhea without any problem. Shilling had no reason to lie to him.
However, Ash still found it hard to believe - after all, Heath was a scum who was not even a magician. If it weren't for Ash, Heath might not even be able to pass the level of the rookie killer 'Beautiful Beast' Igula, and his contribution points would be robbed of all by Igula, and he would fall to the bottom of the prison.
If Heath is really a big villain with a trump card, then... where is the trump card
I came here to play for you, but you didn't even leave me your cards!
So Ash still felt that Xilin was fooling him. A 200-year-old two-winged elf was actually controlled by a 20-year-old non-magic human? If Ash told this to Sword Princess, Sword Princess would probably respond to him, "Don't read so many erotic publications at such a young age."
After a moment of silence, Ash asked, "Why are you telling me so much?"
"Because I was thinking," Xilin looked at the ground, "how should I deal with you."
"After all, the last mission Heath left me was to kill you."
Ash was stunned: "Kill me... Wait, but I am Ash Hiss, you mean-"
"That's right." Xilin stood up with the help of the desk. "The last task Heath gave me was to kill him with all my strength. To completely wipe out Heath after the ceremony."
Ash's mouth twitched, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "So, I was captured by the Blood Hunter... Valkas... the Blood Moon Trial... and Gerard's visit, all of them..."
"It's all your own will," Schilling said. "I'm just trying my best to follow your orders."
Is it Heath who wants to kill me
Even though Ash tried to judge whether Shilling was lying, his heart still beat fast.
Endless malice and hatred flooded his thoughts like a deep ocean. A chill that chilled his heart penetrated his whole body. In a trance, he seemed to hear the mockery of countless people.
It turned out that from the very beginning, he was a chess piece that was clearly arranged.
He couldn't even tell who was the real mastermind behind the incident. He was like a child who saw his schoolbag being tossed around by thugs. He wanted to hit someone but didn't know who to hit. He felt so wronged that tears were about to fall.
But for some reason, Ash did not ignite the fire of anger to dispel the coldness in his heart.
He calmly accepted the fact that he had been fooled, and was even able to watch his own thoughts churning and boiling with indifference, as if he was reading someone else's magician's manual and enjoying a thrilling plot.
When you can watch the pain, you are free from the pain.
When you can see yourself, you are free from fate.
Anger, resentment, and regret cannot solve any problems. Only absolute calmness, precise judgment, and mechanical execution can help you see through all secrets, understand the truth of the world, and implement your own will.
Don't let your thinking be affected by the hormones secreted by your body, don't let your imagination be constrained by boring secular concepts, and don't let your calmness be destroyed by an unknown fate.
Ash, you have to look at yourself, you have to transcend reality, you have to think about the right next step, implement strategies to maximize benefits, and utilize all available resources.
Just treat other people as tools.
Treat yourself as a tool.
You will then be able to become an observer Ash with a clear mind.