Dogian's head was filled with mucus, her thinking, her cognition and her memory were all mixed up, and he could only mechanically execute external commands, like a walking corpse.

He took his hand away from Dogian's head, and this former high-level templar warrior was still sitting alone, like a puppet. The witch King Karak's psychic power "burned" her brain, but left her with the part needed to be a slave and make tools. This is a very amazing control ability, especially considering that this may be a punishment in anger, and Dogian also has good psychic powers. The witch King also has to cross the mind barrier to do all this.

It can be imagined that this difficulty is quite amazing. Zhao Mai cannot do even the same, let alone complete it all at the same time. Zhao Mai estimated that this is probably not a demonstration of the full power of the Witch King, and it is very likely that it is just a casual action he did. Therefore, it is unlikely to rely solely on power to complete the assassination of the Witch King. The only way is to use excellent luck or the power of fate.

'Who could have succeeded without the help of the planet's will?' Zhao Mai felt increasingly that if this matter did not develop according to the "plot", there would be no feasibility at all. But this only script has now been disrupted by the Taurus, becoming more and more fragmented and more difficult.

"Aliang, what should I do? Although I have entered the training camp, I still have no idea." Zhao Mai held the reserve grain (not Duojian) and gently pulled the hair behind its ear with his hands to relax himself. "Maybe one day, a small mistake caused me to become like Duojian, like Duojian."

The reserve grain licked the back of his hand, and his tongue felt cold and itchy. In the animal clan behind him, the round-shelled beetle shook its tentacles and sent a spiritual message to Zhao Mai: "Wang, can you eat this person without any thinking?"

"No, I still have some use." Zhao Mai took a deep breath, put the reserved grain on the ground, and stood up. A former high-level sage warrior with an empty mind and very easy to manipulate came to her. Why not make good use of it? She obeyed the orders of the "master". Zhao Mai only needed to project his own words into her mind, and she would execute them meticulously.

Even if you play games, Zhao Mai, who has never used the shemale account, started his first experience. Commands such as "keep up" and "stop" can be completed well. Commands such as "do twenty push-ups" will be somewhat delayed in execution, but they are still within her understanding, but "tempting the person at the door" is beyond Dogian's current ability.

Maybe she didn't know how to seduce others before? Zhao Mai recalled her short encounter with her. "Okay, you stand on the side of the railing, stand on one leg, and move forward with the other leg, and do a slow pedaling movement in the air, three times."

"Who? Who is there?" This leg attracted the attention of the guards. They were also slaves, and because of the orders of the Witch King Carac, they were transferred away a lot. It is hard to say that the entire training camp still has real defensive power.

Whether it is using spells or psychic powers, it is not difficult to knock down a single guard. However, Zhao Mai wanted to try Dogian's ability, so he ordered: "Knock him down and don't let him send an alarm."

Dogian, who had been expressionless, nodded mechanically, then stood in front of the guard, staring at him without caring about his exposure.

"Hey, a beautiful woman, what are you doing here?" The guard looked around and there was no one else, so he walked over with a smile. His hand grabbed Dogian, and he could imagine what was going on in his mind.

Dogian suddenly moved, took half a step forward, and then seemed to have a salute, but she slammed the guard's throat with her hand knife. Zhao Mai clearly heard a crisp sound of a broken bone, and then the guard's body fell softly to the ground and died.

"Wow, you are really strong and your movements are quite fast!" Zhao Mai carefully turned to the front of Dogian. She still looked stupid with her eyes straight. God knows when will this woman come to her suddenly? Judging from her posture just now, she may not be able to avoid it.

"Okay, Dogian, you must remember a little now." Zhao Mai put his finger on her forehead and set up a barrier outside her thinking with his own thoughts: "I am your master, you must obey my orders. When you are confused, feel the force of nature and the supernatural powers of the mind. The common taste of the two represents the highest priority."

Dogian was obviously confused. She vaguely remembered that her highest master was the Witch King Karak, whether before or after her mind was confused. She was afraid of the external spiritual power from the bottom of her heart, but at the same time she was full of love for the natural force that could repair the body. This contradictory "feeling" filled her thinking and slowly shook the spiritual prison left by the Witch King.

Zhao Mai was sweating profusely and finally pulled his mind out of Dogian's head. The power of the Witch King still cannot be shaken, but fortunately, he can't meet that terrible guy every day. He just needs to keep poaching, and there will always be a day when he digs. At least for now, Zhao Mai has tried his best to improve his control to the second place, and to be above ten thousand people. However, Dogian's mind is still unprepared, so she must prevent her from being touched and modified by others. As long as she is a spiritual warlock who is stronger than Zhao Mai - which is quite common on the planet Atas - she can take control again.

But then again, under normal circumstances, she will do whatever others ask Dogian to do. For such an obedient individual, no one will bother to check her thinking status, let alone make a brain-setting arrangement.

Turning back to the Gladiator camp, Zhao Mai and Dogian dragged the guard's body and threw it into the beast bar of the round-shelled beetle: "Don't eat the rest." Zhao Mai ordered. As for the clothes and equipment on the guard's body, because they are all standard long wooden sticks, they only need to throw them on the training ground weapon rack and mix them with the same style. This is a solution.

Looking back, while the guards had not changed shifts, the two sneaked back to the training ground. Percy was covered with two female slaves, exhausted her energy, and was sleeping soundly. But Zhao Mai understood that as long as he stepped into the room, the elf trainer would definitely wake up. He had seen this vigilance in Ricas, and there was no reason Percy could not master it.

So only his thoughts floated in, tempting and inspiring people to think. With the ethereal music, Zhao Mai fully mobilized the deepest part of the elf bloodline, which had been covered up by cruelty and cunning for thousands of years. If Percy was awake, he would only treat the music as dregs and fiercely break the thighs of every poet who played the desolate sounds towards him. However, in the dream, Zhao Mai could mobilize his "subconsciousness" and add some new things that are beneficial to him along with the cognition he had constructed.

"Persey, you are the manager on the surface, and Griffin is the observer in the secret. You work together to serve the interests of Lord Tessian. As long as Ricas participates in the competition well, he might as well make him happy. This is also the expectation of Lord Tessian." Zhao Mai maintained a fragile thinking connection, allowing Percy to remain half-dream and half-awake. It took him about half an hour to finally complete this thinking operation.

"Okay, the next step is to find Rikas." Zhao Mai smiled at Dogian, although he knew that this woman would always have a dull face.
Chapter completed!