The Magic Healer in the Another world

Everyone is holding their breath subconsciously.

What is the most dangerous of this clouded swamp?Not a powerful spirit beast, not a crisis-ridden environment, nor a sinister adventurer, but the omnipresent poison mist.

Everywhere in this cloud and swamp is filled with poisonous fog of various colors. The brighter the color, the stronger the toxicity. The colorful mist that suddenly appeared in front of me, the dazzling and colorful colors, made everyone feel terrified.

Everyone held their breath in an instant, and even the highly experienced Herbert and others stopped the spiritual power of the whole body, closed the pores of his body, and stopped breathing.

But when the colorful mist shrouded everyone, it made everyone feel dizzy.

Even Jason, who was extremely resistant to poison gas, suddenly felt confused.

"not good!"

Everyone was shocked!

The toxicity of this colorful mist is not actually invading through the pores and skin pores and spiritual power of the skin, but directly acting on the human consciousness and even the soul. Unless it is completely dead and loses consciousness and consciousness, it cannot be resisted at all.

Jason felt that his mind was getting more and more confused, his mind was dizzy, everything in his sight was also blurred, there seemed to be some kind of mysterious force wanting to invade his spiritual sea through spiritual awareness, even the soul deep in the spiritual sea .

Outside of Spirituality College.

"Boy, your spiritual consciousness is inherently weak. There is no hope of becoming a spiritualist in this life. Go back." A middle-aged man wearing a spiritual gown tested Jason's spiritual consciousness and said.

"No, how is it possible?" Jason stood on the spot, an unacceptable expression on his face, and then he begged with pleading: "Teacher, no, you let me test again."

"Go back, your spiritual consciousness is too weak, and no matter how hard you try, you can't become a first-order spiritualist in this life." The middle-aged man looked at Jason and said impatiently.

"No..." Jason knelt his head in his hands and knelt at the entrance test place outside the College of Spirituality. The desperate roar screamed, attracting the attention of all the children who took the test and their parents who came with them.

"Which one is this kid? It hasn't been tested, it's really pitiful, let's be an ordinary person in this life."

"How about his parents? Didn't the parents come to the entrance test?"

"Hush." ​​Someone whispered, "When the kid filled the form just now, it seemed to be orphans."

"It turns out to be an orphan, so pitiful ..."

...

"Get away from me, this illusion also wants to affect me!" Jason opened his eyes, bursting out an electric awn, his breathing slightly heavy.

"I am tough as a rock, sharp as a knife, as fast as lightning, break me ..." Jason's consciousness uttered an angry roar, and suddenly the whole world was gradually twisted, and everything was shattered like a dream bubble , Showing the original scene.

The previous scene was the scene where he went to the entrance test department of the Lingli College for the first time to test his consciousness. That time, Jason's dream of becoming a spiritualist was completely broken.

On the round platform, a large amount of colorful fog gathers more and more and becomes thicker, and the originally very thin fog gradually thickens.

All the people present were resisting the weird mysterious power, insisting that their spiritual platform was clear, and they would not be caught in an illusion.

Everyone's face was a little flushed, and their breathing was short, but still calm.

suddenly--

"Haha, treasure, I found the treasure."

Aside, Manfred screamed suddenly, with a ecstatic look on his face, as if he saw something that made him extremely excited, gasping in his mouth, his eyes became red.

Everyone present who could barely stay awake looked at him.

"So many treasures, haha, Japanese rank high-grade exercises, ninth-order spirit core, holy spirit potion, haha, head of Rommel, you always do n’t let me take power, now these treasures are mine, haha ."

Manfred laughed madly, his expression twisted, and while laughing, ran open his hands to the front.

As a sixth-order low-level spiritual master, he is the weakest among all people, whether it is spiritual knowledge or soul power, and the first one is completely caught in an illusion.

"My treasure, my treasure ... Haha, hahaha!" The diameter of the entire round table is two hundred meters and the radius is only one hundred meters. Under Manfred's unsatisfactory running, it only took ten seconds to reach the most. At the edge, the whole person immediately fell and disappeared into everyone's sight.

Just when everyone is confused and does n’t know what happened--

"what!!!"

A scream that made everyone's souls tremble suddenly came from under the round platform. The voice was full of pain, even more painful than a thousand knives, and the miserable voice made everyone look Instantly pale.

Everyone swears that he has never heard a more desperate voice in his life. The pain contained in the voice alone can make people stand upright and tremble.

Although everyone didn't know what was under the round table, Manfred's screaming showed everyone how terrible the thing underneath was.

But no one had thought so much now. Everyone's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his face was pale, his body was shaking, and he tried his best to resist the poison brought by the colorful mist.

"This Manfred, it seems that Gandalf's hatred doesn't need us to repay him." Jason sighed in his heart, but he only sighed, and he didn't dare to be distracted, and tried to guard himself. The mind, the heart is like a mirror, stick to the will.

Although Jason ’s soul power is strong, reaching the level of the Holy Order, and his will in the past life to achieve the ninth-order elixir master is also the most firm of all people, but his rank is really too Low, spiritual power-that is, the spiritual knowledge is too weak, only the fourth-order low-level.

And the toxicity of this colorful mist directly affects the human spirit and soul. Therefore, Jason’s situation is not much better than that of Herbert at the moment. If you are not careful, you will fall into it and cannot extricate yourself.

The mist is getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting harder and harder for everyone to resist the invasion of this mist.

A very strange force constantly invaded Jason's brain through spiritual consciousness, leaving Jason's brain trance, his forehead covered with cold sweat, his body shivered, but at this time-

"No, it's impossible, I'm the strongest, ha ha, ha ha ha." The mouth of the Curie family Pierre screamed madly, and his white hair fluttered instantly, and his body was spiritual. Surging.

His eyes were gradually red, and his lips were black, with hysterical madness in his eyes.

This Pierre was the second to fall into illusion completely.

Aside, Ronald, the elder of the Curie family who had kept his eyes closed against the poisonous mist, opened his eyes violently and slapped Pierre on the body with a big palm, and said with a low voice: "Pierre, wake up. "

However, Pierre didn't realize it, and he staggered forward two steps forward.

Ronald was so distracted that his body shook violently, and his forehead instantly exuded a lot of bean-sized sweat beads. He was almost instantly invaded by the poisonous mist. He could no longer control Pierre and had to close his eyes and exhausted Fight it all out.

"Haha, Jess, what is the emperor-level potion you prepared, look at me, and prepared the emperor-level spirit potion, the emperor-level spirit potion!" Pierre's mouth shouted like crazy, "It's up to you A little doll also wants to compare with the preparation of the spirit potion? It's ridiculous, I am the strongest apothecary in the entire chaos leader, the most outstanding apothecary in the history of the chaos leader, haha. "

Pierre laughed insanely, his face ugly, and he stumbled towards the front.

In fact, no matter whether it is strength, willpower, or soul strength, as a seventh-level lower-level imperial spiritual master, a sixth-level advanced elixir revered master, Pierre, and a sixth-level intermediate imperial spiritual master such as Renault are not weak.

It was only recently that he had tried the preparation of the spirit potion with Jason, and he lost to the teenager Jason in the spirit medicine he was most proud of. Although he did not show anything on the surface, the belief in his heart was already shaken. Immediately became the second person who completely fell into the illusion.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha." Pierre smiled and walked forward: "I am the eighth-level elixir master, ha ha, elixir master, the most outstanding elixir in the history of chaos, I am the strongest Yes, haha ​​... "

However, at the moment, Jason could not feel everything around him. His ears were buzzing, his mind was confused, and he was switching back and forth between reality and fantasy.

Suddenly, the original dense mist suddenly became thicker, almost turning into a liquid state, and the powerful poison instantly invaded all his spiritual consciousness.

"Boom!" Jason's mind thundered.

If the poison of the colorful mist is like the pure soul attack when healed the curse for Wayne, Jason can easily resist it.

But this poisonous mist not only works for the soul, but also invades the spirit and spiritual consciousness. Once there is one aspect that cannot be kept, it is a complete breakdown.

If the soul is a general, then the spiritual consciousness is a soldier. Jason's spiritual rank is too low, the soldier is too weak, and it is useless to be strong.

"Jason, your father Renault was killed by Augustus, and I didn't have time to save it." The scene changed. Jason was in a confused moment when the spiritual consciousness was hit. Therefore, this illusion even invades Jason's memory directly, and wants to merge with Jason's memory.

"What? Father he ... no, impossible ..." Jason was shocked.

"I'm sorry Jason, it's me. It's because I didn't make it in time." Wayne's face was full of pain and self-blame.

"No ..." Jason roared with grief in his mouth, tears pouring down uncontrollably.

"Augustus, I'm going to kill him." Jason growled angrily, his eyes suddenly turned red, his hands waved, and he walked toward the edge of the round table.(To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)