Magic Eye Warlock

"Master Dean." The young man came out earlier, took off his mask, and used cleansing to clear the unknown liquid on his hands.

"It has been analyzed that the hearts of the two experimental subjects have the characteristics of excessive fire element content, but there is no trace of the magic circle."

"As for the soul, is it extracted?"

Natasha nodded: "The time is almost up, unless you use the time to stop again, or you will alarm the prophet, just extract it."

"Understood!" The man nodded, hurried back behind the crystal wall, and took out a lilac diamond-shaped spar, about the size of a thumb.

He began to recite a mysterious incantation, and one hand was making complicated handprints. Soon, two milky white light groups emerged from the heads of the two subjects, turned into a white light, and shot into the crystal. among the stones.

After more than ten seconds, with the failure of the two-hour static spell, the two experimental subjects on the experimental bench suddenly recovered their vitality.

Their hearts began to beat, blood began to flow, and two faces suddenly appeared inside the lavender diamond spar, roaring and struggling frantically.

"Your souls have been included in the soul spar, and your consciousness will soon dissipate and become the purest soul source." The young man said softly, his face was calm, and his tone was neither sad nor happy.

"I will give you the information about the Prophet Society as soon as possible. Otherwise, I, Mike, will have a thousand and one ways of tormenting your soul, which will make your life worse than death."

At this time, the experimental bodies on the two test benches suddenly swelled slightly.

"This is, it's about to collapse? Quickly use the storage bin!" The professional with a scalpel said in shock.

"No, didn't you notice that the fluctuation of the fire element is getting stronger and stronger? Their hearts seem to be about to explode!" Another professional frowned.

As the voice fell, the three people around the experimental bench clearly felt that the temperature in the room had increased.

Several people looked terrified, and they were all at a loss for a while.

It's not that they are worried about being hurt by the explosion. With their strength, in the face of this level of explosion, if they are prepared, they will definitely be unscathed.

However, as a more important experimental material,

But they couldn't find a way to preserve it in a short time.

"Lord Dean!" In desperation, the young man shouted.

Natasha's majestic spiritual power swept across again, directly across the magic crystal, and acted on the two experimental subjects.

【Time stands still】!

"You two, find out the cause of the explosion as soon as possible, don't be so careless next time." She said lightly, and then said to the young man: "Give me the soul spar."

The young man hurriedly handed the soul spar into Natasha's hands.

Inside the spar only the size of the thumb, the two faces were only covered by the fingernail of the little finger, but the expressions on the faces were very clear, full of panic, unwillingness, hatred and pain.

When they saw Natasha, two faces shouted, "Save me! Lord Dean! I was wronged!"

Natasha looked at them calmly, and her mental power was activated unconsciously.

【Power Word】!

This is a well-known high-level magic that allows the other party to tell the truth.

Different from hypnotism, hypnotism induces and deceives the other party to tell the information that the caster wants to know, while power word art involves the law of causality. As long as the relevant judgment is satisfied, the other party must tell the truth.

Therefore, the latter is more precise and either fails or yields the truth.

"Name the list of members of the Prophet Society in the Western Continent United College." Natasha's lips parted slightly, her eyes fixed on the two faces.

Although the expressions of the two faces are still changing, they have already started to say a long list of names.

"William Smith, second-year knight department, third class, lieutenant colonel."

"Hubert Connor, third-year Arcane Class 1, Major."

"Jamie McCracken, first-year elemental class four, captain."

...

Lori quickly took out the communication card and recorded it on it.

"These people, who are participating in the special training of the three-academy league, pay attention to, especially the league judges." Natasha said.

At night, Blue Moon Bar.

Wild music fills the crowded bar. On the wide dance floor, the crowd of young people twists their bodies. Under the flashing lights, the scene looks mottled.

On the central stage, several guys with disheveled hair and strange clothes were operating various musical instruments and roaring loudly.

Yan Chong was wearing a gray-white knight training uniform, with a straight body and a handsome face, leaning on the edge of the bar with a cup of blood-red drink.

This leisurely and lazy action is out of tune with the atmosphere in the bar.

From time to time, a cool-dressed young lady would throw a wink at him, but at this time, he would lower his head and take a sip of the wine in his glass, pretending not to see it.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Tom's invitation, he really wouldn't have come to such a noisy place.

Although he is young, Yan Chong prefers a quieter environment.

However, on the first day of the special training, Tom had said that he would invite Yan Chong for a drink. This afternoon, he even convened a group of students from the special training to come to the Blue Moon Bar to play together.

Tom came over with a girl in hot pants, showing a fair belly and long legs, his breathing was a little short, and he waved to Yan Chong from a distance of several meters: "Yan Chong, what's the matter? Where are people staying? Come here!"

Yan Chong raised his wine glass and shook his head again.

When Tom saw this, Fu Er said a few words to the girl beside him, only to see the girl looked at Yan Chong, then looked at Tom again, pouted, reached out and knocked off Tom's arm, and walked away.

"What's the matter, brother, don't you like it here?" Tom walked to Yan Chong's side, ordered a glass of flaming red lips from the bartender, and also leaned on the edge of the bar.

"No." Yan Chong took a sip of the wine, looked straight ahead, and shook his head.

"Are you short of money?" Tom asked again.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Who of our age doesn't like to play? Seeing that you train so hard, it's obviously because you don't have enough money, so you can only concentrate on your studies." Tom said with a wink.

"Uh, I have to say, what you said makes sense." Yan Chong was stunned for a moment and said.

Taking a look at Tom's clothes tonight, they are exquisite and luxurious, and the material is extraordinary. Compared with the standard clothes distributed by the college, it is obviously several grades higher, and the price is definitely not cheap.

Looking at the outfit he was wearing, although it looked quite energetic, compared with Tom, it looked a little unremarkable.

"Currently, the students in the pastoral department of the college have come up with a God of Wealth charism activity. As long as they offer prayers, they can get a steady stream of wealth." Tom said seemingly casually.