Chapter 1645 - Self-Harming Within an Illusion
1645 Self-Harming Within an Illusion
Edited by Aelryinth
Golden motes slowly appeared, and Bartholomew’s eyes widened. He could not shift his gaze away from Apas’ eyes, as if he was lost in her beauty.
Bartholomew stared at her for a long time. He felt a chill running down his spine, yet he completely ignored it. His mind was occupied with the thoughts of violating the glamorous young woman. Still, he forced himself to turn his head around.
Bartholomew noticed a deadly ice rose blossoming as soon as he looked away. Its sharp petals were only a few meters away. If he had not reacted sooner, the ice rose would have left him with plenty of holes!
Bartholomew quickly cast Rampart. The sturdy barrier stopped the deadly rose from coming any closer.
Bartholomew applied another layer of defense on himself as a safety precaution, in case his mind wandered off again.
Bartholomew regained his awareness after the close call. He glanced at Apas cautiously.
“Damn it, what just happened?” Bartholomew did not understand what kind of spell he was put under. Did he almost lose his life because he was too occupied with the young woman’s charm?
The girl might be gorgeous, yet Bartholomew treated his life as more important than anything else. The woman with the Ice Element was just as gorgeous, so why was he able to remain calm? It did not make any sense!
Was it the Psychic Element?
But he did not detect the slightest trace of that magic!
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Apas frowned as Bartholomew broke out in a cold sweat.
The guy actually broke free from her stare!
“You’re restricting too much of my power. I can’t assert control over him,” Apas blamed Mo Fan with a disgusted look.
The restrictions of the Contract between her and Mo Fan was indeed limiting her power. Otherwise, against someone like Bartholomew who was defenseless mentally, Apas could easily place him under a looping illusion with a single stare!
“Can you disturb him? At least stop him from using powerful spells like the Demon Judgment Sword,” Mo Fan said.
“I don’t have an ability like that!” Apas sniffed.
Only Psychic Mages were capable of disrupting the Channeling of spells. Apas’ power greatly differed from that, even though they both targeted the mind of their enemy.
“Hurry up and transform then?” Mo Fan said.
“What transform?” Apas asked with a confused look.
“Transform into your Medusa form. If you can’t control his mind, bite him with your venomous fangs!” Mo Fan said.
“Do you think I’m a dog!?” Apas almost fell out with Mo Fan right away.
The Medusae with noble lineages looked just like her. They had no ability to transform into monsters with snakes for hair, let alone biting people…
“We are going to die if you don’t use your true power!” Mo Fan exclaimed.
“I got it.” Apas took a step forward. Her hair suddenly drifted in the air.
Her hair surprisingly left her head and turned into black poisonous snakes, lunging at Bartholomew!
The writhing snakes were unbelievably quick, and Bartholomew’s defenses could not hold them off in time. They went through his Light Barrier and Ice Element defense before wrapping around him.
“Get off me!” Bartholomew yelled angrily. He seemed to be afraid of the snakes, and nervously attacked the black snakes with the Demon Fangs.
The Demon Fangs stabbed wildly, killing many of the twisting snakes. However, Bartholomew was covered in bleeding wounds too. He cried out in pain as he sped the Demon Fangs up!
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Not far away, Mo Fan stared at Bartholomew, who had gone mad all of a sudden, with a confused face.
What was Bartholomew doing? Why was he attacking himself with the Demon Fangs?
“It’s an illusion. I made him imagine he was being attacked by poisonous snakes. The illusion will slowly fade away the more pain he is in. The pain will help him to come to his senses!” Apas told him urgently.
“Oh, I see…” Mo Fan nodded.
“What are you waiting for then? Attack him!” Apas said anxiously.
Mu Ningxue was already Channeling an icy storm, using both her Ice Magic and Wind Magic. She first Summoned a huge storm to sweep up the silver feathers nearby, gathering a huge storm of ice feathers!
The storm of silver feathers poured down from the sky, covering half of the woods. Bartholomew realized he was under an illusion after hurting himself a couple of times, and quickly set up his defenses, which were rather impressive. However, he did not have enough time to cast a Super Spell to defend himself since he was still coming out of the illusion. Even Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue’s strongest attack had no chance of overwhelming a Super Spell.
Apas had been a great help. Mo Fan did not cast his magic immediately when he saw Mu Ningxue’s icy storm forming, worried that his Fire Magic would counteract her Ice Magic.
Only after Mu Ningxue’s icy storm encapsulated Bartholomew did Mo Fan’s three Soul-grade Flames rise like three fiery dragons, their flames spreading wildly!
“Serpents of the Burning Lake!”
As Mo Fan threw a fist into the sky, the fiery dragons soared into the sky and set everything aflame.
Mo Fan knew normal attacks were not going to inflict any injuries on Bartholomew. He purposely let the fiery dragons fly in the sky for some time. The fiery dragons would become stronger and accumulate strength under the special effects of the Meteor Scarlet and the Ardent Sunset. Their damage would multiply!
Mu Ningxue’s icy storm had bought Mo Fan enough time. The fiery dragons swept across the clouds before diving back down fiercely.
The Meteor Scarlet’s effects also came into play when the flames were plunging from the sky. The fiery dragons had grown three times bigger when they finally approached the storm. Even the people under Mount Lanmu could see the spectacular flames.
The fiery dragons dove at Bartholomew, who had basically used up everything to defend himself from the shredding storm, including some defensive Equipment that was supposed to be his trump card. He was completely unaware of the fiery dragons diving down at him, as he was trapped in the icy storm. Its cold had even concealed the approaching heat!