Full-time Mage: Start by getting the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 160 The Palace of the Mind
Lu Jun's strategy can be called simple.

But countless historical cases prove that the simpler the strategy, the better, in order to have no loopholes at all and be impeccable.

Slightly more complicated schemes and tricks will probably reveal clues in execution.

The three discussed for a while, and then acted separately. Ding Yumian used the contact information of the blood clan to lure the patriarch of the Nie clan out of the lair.

There is nothing to say about this step, the main point is a trust deception.

It depends on how much the patriarch of the Nie clan trusts Ding Yumian. This trick has been tried and tested in the past. Many people are deceived by their relatives and cronies, buying insurance and health care products, making mistakes in decision-making and so on.

People with high IQs are also unavoidable.

The traces left by Ding Yumian's mind control will have a stronger influence, and there is a high probability that it will be successful.

Just in case, they were spotted by Mrs. Nie, and they decided to stay in the old campus before Mingzhu, which is far away from the crowd and fits Ding Yumian's trajectory.

If not, you have to find another way.

Lu Mei went to the hunting location, and was responsible for restraining the commander-level monsters. She couldn't do anything else with a high-level wind system, but she was definitely good at attracting enemies alone.

Don't you see that Zhang Xiaohou of the middle-level wind system dares to lure the commander-level monster.

In the end, Lu Jun went to the Judgment Council. It was simple. He had already obtained Nighthawk's contact information by the way before the demon city wiped out the Black Vatican.

Not long after, the members of the Judgment Council arrived, headed by a stern Nighthawk with retro Tang suit and blue-black hair.

After understanding, he said in a deep voice: "No problem, I will send someone to block it. The rats in these gutters should also be cleaned up. I didn't catch the tail in the past. I didn't expect you to find it."

The trial meeting was arranged quickly, and Ding Yumian sent out the news on time.

At the same time, in the North Country Club, the stage lights were shining, men and women were having a carnival, and everyone was applauding.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a bartender at the counter seemed to have received Ding Yumian's request for help, his expression changed, and he turned around and entered the backstage.

It took the secret passage stairs, passed through the basement, and the two rows of prisons with countless beauties in rags.

The bartender vampire stepped into the deepest part of the ground without looking sideways.

A slightly dark and damp western church-style room.

Candles were lit in all directions, and a long coffin was enshrined under the tall cross hanging on the front wall and above the stepped altar.

The red and white crusader logo on the surface of the black coffin, and the strange ink murals on each wall, bring dizziness and weirdness to the soul and are full of religious atmosphere.

Suddenly, a magnetic male voice sounded in the quiet space: "What's the matter?"

The bartender immediately fell to his knees, not daring to neglect, and respectfully told Ding Yumian's request for help.

In the basement, the coffin was silent for a while, and there was a sudden "creaking" sound, and the heavy coffin was slowly opened, and the soft red silk bedding inside was opened.

An elegant middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic lay flat, suddenly opened his blood-red pupils, and sat up straight.

He is the elder of the Nie family, Nie Wei, the elder of the blood clan.

At this moment, Nie Wei frowned slightly, thinking about Ding Yumian, the vague impression became more and more clear, oh, before reincarnation, he was a genius mage of the mind and shadow department, the best blood carrier.

Now infiltrate Mingzhu to perform a very important mission... what mission... oh, it's about his promotion.

In this way, Nie Wei made up his mind spontaneously. Even if Ding Yumian didn't mention the specific situation, he subconsciously ignored it.

"It's not too late, you call ten official members to join me."

The patriarch of the Nie clan opened his mouth, revealing two fangs, and spread out a pair of pitch-black bat wings behind his back, his dark aura surged, and he said bloodthirstyly.

At the same time, it carefully escorted ten warrior-level monsters.

A little care, but not much.

Woohoo, an evil wind swept across the basement, and the thick candles were suddenly extinguished, covered in darkness, sweeping past.

The bartender lowered his head in awe, and when he looked at the coffin again, it was empty.

In the outside world, a shadow squirms somewhere in the Northland Club, and quickly passes to the shadow in the corner of the high-rise building at the other end.

Without anyone noticing, the blood clan elder and more than a dozen core members quietly fled away.

It's a pity that the people of the Judgment Council kept observing and noticed the movement.

Nighthawk was shocked and said: "The plan is successful, all the staff pay attention, press on quickly."

They hid far away in other places, and waited until the blood leader was almost gone, then surrounded them layer by layer from the outer circle to the inner circle, and set up a net around the North Country Club.

Lu Jun's two siblings had disappeared, only Ding Yumian walked out and stood in front of the club's gate.

The guests looked over in a daze, and some experienced lovers saw the pure white lotus light up in their eyes, and before they got close, they saw this gentle and beautiful woman's skirt flying up, and her whole body was half floating.

Buzz!
Ding Yumian's forehead was glowing, his eyes were transparent and crystal clear, and a vast spiritual power gushed out, flooding the area.

The magnificent palace in the depths of the soul is projected, and the air is distorted in an instant, interfering with reality, manifesting in the present world, vaguely outlining the outlines and corners of the translucent building,
Looking down from a high altitude, it seems that the constellations have fallen, overlapping with the North Country Club in the world, hazy and blurred, trapping everyone in the spiritual palace.

The densely packed humans and vampires in the hall, basement, and streets all fell into confusion and stopped in place.

Even the ten warrior-level monsters who stayed behind couldn't avoid them. At most, they stayed awake in the dream, and their bodies trembled to resist with all their strength.

There was a sound of clothes ripping, and those who had been well hidden in the crowd were exposed one after another. Their shriveled and ugly bodies swelled to a height of more than three meters, and their bat wings spread ten meters.

No matter how handsome the disguise is, there is a hideous inside.

The members of the Judgment Council were shocked when they saw this. They had specially transferred a group of Psychic Mages who were going to restrain them, but they didn't need them at all. Ding Yumian alone was enough.

She stood in the air, her appearance was flawless, her skin was as white and delicate as jade, like a sculpture of a goddess.

Once the high-level magic [Spiritual Control], the spiritual realm, and the spiritual realm close to the seventh level came out, it actually controlled thousands of people at the same time, which was extremely terrifying.

Ding Yumian carefully distinguished, and through spiritual guidance, gradually evacuated the crowd.

Ordinary people seem to be trapped in a maze in their senses, running around in fear and bumping into walls.

In fact, in reality, the eyes are dull, the movements are stiff, walking on the street, avoiding obstacles like sleepwalking, turning left and right to leave this area.

The judges were not idle, they entered the North Country Club through the doors and windows, searched everywhere, and rescued the imprisoned women and children.

Soon, only vampires were left here.

Rumble!
The next moment, overwhelming magic fell, covering the huge building, and all the blood servants turned into charred corpses in their sleep.

The middle-level judges on the side of the street only need to control the stars, line up to shoot them, and kill them all, leaving no one left. The process is a dream of ease.

When Ding Yumian exerted his strength, everyone was amazed.

(End of this chapter)