Witch Special

"Belladir, your fusion requires the participation of your magic. I must unlock the blockade of your magic pool, but if I do so, your poison will be revived by your sisters' magic. Therefore, I must strengthen your will to a certain extent so that you can temporarily be immune to the effects of that poison."

Although Lin Zhenxi was explaining seriously, Belladir couldn't help but show a look of fear when she heard that Lin Zhenxi was no longer satisfied with touching her body, but had gone a step further and began to touch her mind. Similarly, her sisters became a little indignant, and seemed very angry at Lin Zhenxi's excessive advances.

"Does it even require changes to one's thinking?" Beladil asked anxiously.

Looking at the reactions of the three sisters, Lin Zhenxi knew that his next work would be difficult to carry out. These three sisters were really a headache, and they encountered obstacles at every step. Therefore, people who have independent consciousness but no relevant knowledge are the worst partners, because they always speculate on Lin Zhenxi's words based on their own ideas, and then think that their opinions are very important, and always raise objections that do not want to change and only want to stand still.

Ahhh, what a hassle. Regardless, Lin Zhenxi took out his wand, walked over to Beladir, placed the wand against Beladir's head, and began strengthening Beladir's mind with "Strong Iron Will."

Under normal circumstances, the magic of "Iron Will" and its advanced magic, "Stronger Iron Will," only work on oneself. After all, it involves thought and will, and casting it on oneself is completely different from casting it on others. However, magic is not so inconvenient. As long as you stick close enough, you can use your wand to transmit your thoughts into the minds of others, naturally making it possible to modify their thoughts.

Lin Zhenxi even had a ready-made magic trick to use for reference: the Imperius Curse. This Unforgivable Curse forcibly alters a person's mind, forcing the subject to act according to the caster's wishes. While prolonged control might lead to magical resistance, it was incredibly effective at first glance. Crucially, the Imperius Curse could be cast remotely, eliminating the need to hold a wand against Beladir's head, as Lin Zhenxi was currently doing.

Unfortunately, Lin Zhenxi's research on this kind of magic involving the soul is still lacking. She is better at the first rule of the three golden rules: element resonance and the second rule: equivalent exchange, while the third rule: soul materialization is her shortcoming and weakness.

Therefore, Lin Zhenxi could only resort to the more barbaric method of casting spells by pointing at the forehead. Actually, casting soul magic at the eyes would be more effective than casting at the head, but Lin Zhenxi didn't want to face Belladir's head face to face, so naturally he could only choose the less effective option.

Anyway... whether it is Iron Will or Powerful Iron Will, it is a hypnotic effect. It does not change a person's thinking from the most fundamental place like the Imperius Curse. Even the person who has been subjected to Iron Will can feel that there is an extra shackle and a barrier on his soul. Therefore, it is not a very difficult magic. At most, it has a wider range of uses.

It was true that the three sisters had their own ideas and always loved to contradict Lin Zhenxi, but once Lin Zhenxi became tough, they actually had no good way to stop her, and they didn't even dare to step forward to stop her. So even when they saw Lin Zhenxi pointing her wand at Beladir's forehead, Alta and Skulti's faces turned ugly in an instant, but let alone stop her, they didn't even dare to breathe.

After all, Lin Zhenxi's wand is now pointed at Beladir's head, which is no different from putting a gun to a hostage's head.

Strong Iron Will wasn't a particularly difficult spell. The only difference was that this time, Lin Zhenxi's target wasn't herself, but someone else. However, Lin Zhenxi had no intention of distorting Belladir's mind; she merely strengthened her will. This wouldn't cause Belladir to resist, so her spell was successful.

In just a few breaths, Lin Zhenxi retracted his wand, looked at Beladir, and said, "Beladir, tell me what I did to you just now."

"I...I will stay awake in any situation now and won't lose my mind because of the pain in my body."

There was a look of confusion on Belladir's face. She didn't expect that what Lin Zhenxi said about manipulating her will was such a simple thing.

It's just a psychological suggestion, will it work?

"That's right. It's such a simple matter. So there's no need for you to hesitate and think about this and that. All this unnecessary hesitation and indecision will only cause trouble for you. If you think this will hinder my work, you are completely wrong."

"Since we've come this far, let's be frank. Do you think I, like Gracchus and the Kassians, have some other agenda?"

"Don't think too highly of yourself. Whether you're from the Alien Tribe or the Orcs, there's actually no place for you in my plan. What I want are the magical ores in the Orc Canyon. I don't think you'd treasure ores that are radioactive and could make you sick, would you?"

"Actually, even if you really don't let me mine them, it doesn't matter. I don't need to ask for your opinion on this matter. I've already completed all the pre-mining work. Now, if I give the order, all the magic ore will fall into the ground, and then magic will be used to seal the gaps in the ground. The reinforced rock and soil are more than ten meters deep. With the broken tools you have, you may not be able to dig through them even by next year. So your opinion doesn't matter. The magic ore is already mine."

"Do you think I'll capture you and make you miners like the Fang Mercenaries did? I'm telling you right now, there's no need. Even for hard labor, the summons I have are stronger than your frail brethren who can be blown down by a gust of wind."

"I have no need of you, so naturally I don't need to consider any of your opinions. Even if you are dissatisfied with my actions, you have no way to stop me. Please recognize this fact, which is the basis of our dialogue."

"Having talked about me, now it's time to talk about you. Do you think that your current situation is caused by me? No way, I helped you deal with Gragul and his minions. I should be your benefactor, right? Apart from showing my belly and saying thank you at the beginning, do you really regard me as a benefactor? Why do I feel like you treat me as an enemy?"

"Let me put it bluntly, you, Elta," Lin Zhenxi said, pointing at Elta. "Your mindset is retro and conservative. You refuse to accept anything new. You'd rather drown in the past than look up and see the present and the future. So no matter what I do, your first thought is to oppose it. You don't even consider whether my actions will benefit you or not. You simply oppose for the sake of opposing."

"You happen to be the boss among the three of you. Beladir and Skulti both follow your ideas, so our conversation isn't going smoothly, which makes me very dissatisfied. I've tolerated you once and twice, but I won't tolerate you a third time. Now, please think carefully about whether you want to continue to hinder our cooperation."

"Whether you can become a Transcendent or not really has nothing to do with me. I'm just curious: if this succeeds, who will benefit, you or me?"

"Why are you acting like I'm begging you to merge? Think carefully, okay? I'm leaving now. You won't be able to find me, and I won't lose anything. But do you have the ability to remove the poison from Belladir? Even if you fail to merge, I can suppress the poison in Belladir again, then search Gragul's soul to find out what it gave Belladir to drink, and find a way to cure her poison."

"But these are things only I can do. Can you do them yourselves? You can't, right? If that's the case, why are you still complaining and refusing to cooperate with me? Do you think you have any say? Do you have any other choice? If not, then just listen to me and do what I say. Don't make things worse for me."

"Remember, your opinions don't matter at all. Do what I say, and then I'll help you. If you find what I say unpleasant and don't want to do it, then fine, just say it to my face, and I'll definitely turn around and leave, never appearing in front of you again."

"Okay, now, it's your turn. Do you accept my offer, or do you reject it?"

Lin Zhenxi practically pointed at Elta and scolded her. Elta had never suffered such injustice before. Even in the most difficult times of her life, she was as stubborn as a pine or cypress growing on a cliff, holding her back straight. So after being mercilessly scolded by Lin Zhenxi, Elta pursed her lips, opened her eyes wide, and burst into tears.

Even at this time, she did not cover her face with her hands, but let the tears roll down from her eyes, her eyes still wide open.

She is as stubborn as a donkey. Even if she knows that what she did is wrong, she will never admit her mistake.

Who made Lin Zhenxi say such harsh words? Eltako does not have the good quality of humbly accepting other people's suggestions. She prefers to be stubborn and stick to her own way.