In the Sky Arena, the White Tower Mages were tossed around in a frenzy, while Fangzheng was satisfied with getting what he wanted.
But it was a pity that this result wasn't good for him.
"How is it? Nimf? "
"Yes, Master. In today's battle, Master was controlled by an enchantment mage 18 times and fell into an illusion 7 times. The shortest time to break free was 1 second and the longest was 5 seconds."
"The situation isn't good …"
Hearing Nimf's report, Fangzheng frowned and crossed his arms.
In the Sky Arena, if Fangzheng had any troublesome enemies, then the enchantment and illusion mages would be Fangzheng's biggest headache.
The illusion mages were still fine, as the prophecy mages restrained illusions. In front of the Eye of Truth, all illusions were useless. But the enchantment mages were different. All kinds of mental manipulation spells were endless, making Fangzheng complain incessantly. Fortunately, most of the enchantment mages he encountered weren't high level, and they only used low-level spells such as the Hypnosis Spell. But even so, Fangzheng was still scared witless. For the first time, he realized that no matter how strong his combat skills were, how powerful his spells were, and how perfect his body was, his mind was still so fragile. So much so that even a small enchantment mage was able to affect him.
What made Fangzheng even more uneasy was that the enchantment mages had many strange and terrifying skills. For example, he once saw a spell called "Benevolent Binding" in a book. The function of this spell was very simple. It was to force a creature to fight in a more benevolent way. It wouldn't poison, cause fatal damage, or deal a fatal blow to a non-threatening target … When Fangzheng read this part, he felt a chill run down his spine.
This was simply forcing the BOSS to raise a flag!!
Fangzheng was almost certain that this spell was enough to explain 99% of the BOSS deaths in various worlds.
At the peak of the Enchantment School, there were even terrifying spells like "Memory Weaving", "Mind Invasion", and "Command of Death". Fangzheng was not willing to test whether he could resist the power of these spells.
It was a pity that when Fangzheng asked Lex about this, she also said that there were very few ways to go against the enchantment type.
"Just like the Divination School, the Enchantment School isn't suited for direct combat. However, no one could avoid the future that the prophecy represented, and it was the same for the Enchantment School. A person's will and heart were always the most complicated and unpredictable. People desire to escape fate and change the future, but they will eventually discover that everything they do is part of fate. The same goes for willpower and spirit. What people always want to avoid and change is ultimately their own. "
"But no one can be sure whether it comes from the outside or from the heart."
In response to Fangzheng's rebuttal, Lex remained silent for a long time before finally giving him such an answer.
"What's the point? After all, you are the only one who knows all of this. "
According to Lex, when facing the Enchantment School's spells, one could either rely on one's strong willpower to break free, or wear a magical equipment that could make one immune to mind control.
Fangzheng did not have the latter, but the former … After a few days of battle, Fangzheng did not have much confidence in himself.
He felt that he should be very strong, but now Fangzheng was no longer that confident.
Fortunately, he had the Nimf by his side. The artificial angel did not dream and was immune to all mental spells and illusions. Therefore, Fangzheng was able to break free in time every time. Of course, this was also inseparable from his complete trust in the Nimf.
However, Fangzheng was very worried. What if he met a more powerful mage in the Enchantment School?
Mages of this level were relatively simple, but Fangzheng had read many novels, anime, movies, and games. Of course, he knew how easy it was to destroy a person from the depths of their will. Now, he could trust the Nimf without any reservations, but what if someone deliberately targeted him and gave him a hint?
The simple and crude methods of sleeping and fixing one's body were easy to resist, but subtle hints were the scariest. What if Fangzheng no longer trusted his summons? Or what if he did not even trust himself?
Thinking of this, Fangzheng felt worried. It was better to be safe than sorry. He used to think that he was very strong. After all, he had been killed hundreds of times in the Black Soul World. He was indifferent to death, so what was there to be afraid of?
But now, it seemed that he was not as strong as he thought.
Regarding this, Lex did not have any good suggestions, because a qualified prophet mage would never allow himself to be controlled or influenced by an Enchantment School mage. This was also the mutual restraint of each school of magic. The Enchantment School could influence a person's spirit and will, but the Prophecy School could sense danger in advance and avoid it. Everyone relied on their own methods, and the one who was not skilled deserved to be unlucky.
However, Lex also agreed that Fangzheng should train his spirit and will. After all, to a mage, a strong will was essential. This was especially so for a Prophecy School mage.
"The future is not fixed, and it is not a fixed fate. What is revealed in the web of fate is not the truth, and it could also be a hallucinatory dream. How to see through the fog of fate depends on your heart. Too weak will not be able to become a Prophecy School mage. This is also the path you must take, so do your best. "
"Master, are you really ready?"
"Yes."
Facing the Nimf's question, Fangzheng nodded, then reached out his hand and patted the little angel's head.
"During this time, I'll have to trouble you to take care of her. If there is anything, remember to record it and tell me."
"Okay, no problem, Master."
Hearing Fangzheng's order, the Nimf smiled and nodded.
"I hope you can return safely."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Having said that, Fangzheng opened the Dimensional Codex once again.
World teleportation was still in cooldown, but the free world teleportation could still be used. Previously, the 'Heart', 'Skill', and 'Body' free worlds, Fangzheng only went to the 'Skill' Black Soul World, and he did not go to the other two worlds. But now, Fangzheng decided to open a new free world dungeon again.
'Heart'.
'Skill' trained Fangzheng's skills, so 'Heart' should be training his soul and heart.
He just did not know what kind of world he would go to this time.
Looking at the Dimensional Codex in front of him, Fangzheng's heart was beating like a drum. From what Fangzheng knew, any world that was related to the 'Heart' and 'Will' was not easy to deal with. Physical pain could be tolerated, but the pain inflicted on the soul was the real torment.
Even Fangzheng was not sure if he could solve it smoothly.
However, this was the path he chose after all.
Thinking of that, Fangzheng's eyes became a lot more determined. He looked at Nimf again, who was standing beside him, and then pressed the button hard.
The next moment, the Dimensional Codex dissipated instantly, turning into light particles that enveloped Fangzheng.
In the blink of an eye, the light flew up and then disappeared into the air.
This time, it was not a soul crossing.
When Fangzheng opened his eyes again, he was sitting in a minibus. It was a very old vehicle. In addition to himself, there was only an old woman. At this moment, the old woman was narrowing her eyes and talking to the driver beside her.
It was Japanese.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Fangzheng lowered his head and looked at his dressing. He was dressed differently from before. At present, Fangzheng was only wearing an ordinary shirt and trousers, and there was a small travel bag in his hand. Looking out of the car window, he could see dense woods on both sides of the road and distant fields.
The time should be … modern day, the location should be … Japan. To be exact, it should be the countryside of Japan?
What kind of world is this?
"Sir, we have arrived."
Just as Fangzheng was thinking, the car had slowly stopped in front of a shabby station, and the old woman had already gotten off the car. Then, the driver turned his head and greeted Fangzheng. Hearing the driver's words, Fangzheng nodded, then picked up the travel bag and got off the car.
At this moment, it was already dusk. Looking from a distance, one could see the bright red sunset shining on the land.
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