Chapter 858 (1/2)
Chapter 858: 268. The soul is mine
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Noland Lee’s “sense tampering” was at 100-level.
For the ten times he received an additional reward for each ten levels, he chose “Option One: Extend the tampering duration.”
For the family secret guard, the first time Noland Lee cast “sense tampering” on such an eighth Circle wizard, the tampering effect would last about 12 seconds.
The second time he used it, the tampering effect would shrink to 9 seconds.
The third time it would be 6 seconds.
And so forth.
By the fifth time, the family secret guard would become immune to “sense tampering.”
Noland Lee would have to wait about a minute for “sense tampering” to take effect again, but the duration would only be 3 seconds.
After the 3 seconds were up, Noland Lee would have to wait another minute for the “sense tampering” to restore its effect.
Simply put, consecutive casting of “sense tampering” could control an eighth Circle wizard for about 30 seconds.
After controlling for 30 seconds straight, every minute waited would restore 3 seconds of the effective duration of “sense tampering,” up to a maximum of 12 seconds.
During the entire control process, if the affected wizard cast spells such as “Concentration Technique,” “Perception Enhancement,” or any other that could improve attention and strengthen perception abilities, then the duration of “sense tampering” would be drastically reduced, by as much as 90%.
As a cheeky wizard, the mental magic cast by Noland Lee did not trigger the defense effect of the Mental Protection Pendant.
The family secret guard never received a warning from the pendant.
He accelerated his flight toward the deep sea, hoping to return to the City of Suman sooner and use its residents as leverage to force Noland Lee to give up the duel.
This was the only strategy he could employ right now.
He must not fight Noland Lee at all costs.
The family secret guard was a person who wouldn’t act without certainty, cunning and deceitful.
He was all too familiar with Noland Lee Jarvis’s psychology and way of doing things.
Such a seemingly rough and barbaric man would only initiate a life-and-death duel if he held a hundred percent certainty of victory and the initiative.
If he started a fight, he would undoubtedly die.
This was both the intuition of the family secret guard and the conclusion he deduced from his years of experience.
“I’m almost at the City of Suman! Almost there!”
The family secret guard grinned and laughed, facing the silhouette of the city at the Sky’s Edge, and increased his flight speed once again.
A vast expanse of gray fog appeared out of nowhere in front of him.
He came to a halt as if hitting a quagmire, trapped in place by an invisible and grand force.
“Gray fog?”
The family secret guard tried to fly forward but felt an incredible heaviness, as if a giant hand were pressing him down.
“How could the Lost Sea Fog appear in the Inner Circle?!”
The family secret guard exclaimed in shock.