A piercing, agonized scream echoed through the entire camp.
The middle-aged man's throat tasted the bitterness of blood, and he spat out a mouthful, blood flowing from his eyes, nostrils, and both ears.
One could say he was bleeding from all seven orifices.
"How... how is this possible!"
The middle-aged man's voice had become extremely hoarse, and in that moment, he seemed as if his soul had been forcibly extracted.
His bewildered eyes dulled, and he muttered, "Just an apprentice... an apprentice..."
At this moment, Sean couldn't help but feel some sympathy for this tragic protagonist.
Mind Invasion was a control-type magic, easy to learn but difficult to master.
However, this magic couldn't control a target's thoughts; it could only infuse the caster's fleeting thoughts, making the target perceive the caster as an ally.
