1768: C1768 Regret

C1768 Regret

Let him let go of his will to resist, but he's still resisting...

Under such circumstances, his spiritual energy would be directly sealed, and he would feel pain. It was only natural.

"Let go of your consciousness..."

"Don't resist..."

" If you continue to resist, you will soon become an idiot! "

"If you want to become an idiot, you can try!"

Faang Fann smiled coldly. It was good that the reminder was in place. As for whether he would believe it or not, it would depend on himself.

If he forcefully resisted with his will, Faang Fann would lose a Saint Battle Slave card, and this hot spring would also die from mental breakdown. This was a dilemma.

"I... I don't want... I don't want to die..."

"I still have a lot... A lot of things that I haven't done yet..."

"I can't die!"

"Hu... Hu... Hu..."

"I give up resisting with my will!"

The hot spring suddenly narrowed its eyes. Its expression gradually became sinister and terrifying. As it spoke, the corner of its mouth twitched even more...

"Give up?"

"Hehe... That's good!"

Faang Fann gave him a symbolic encouragement.

"Ding! Consuming a Saint level Battle Slave card, successfully subduing a Four-Star Saint level Battle Slave! '"

The System Sound sounded in his ears, everything was over!

" Fight for me well from now on. I won't treat you unfairly! "

"Otherwise... I'll take your life at any time!"

"You should be able to feel my control over you right now!"

Faang Fann looked at the hot spring and shouted coldly again. This kind of thought churned in his mind and everything turned into what it should have been at the beginning.

"I... I..."

"No... it's not like this..."

"Damn it! Why can't I control my own body..."

"You... What did you do to me?"

"You can control my soul?"

The hot spring's eyes were wide open. At this moment, it was completely shocked. As it spoke, its lips trembled. It had completely fallen into a state of collapse...

This was far from what he had expected...

He had originally thought that even if Faang Fann controlled a drop of his soul blood, he would at most take the risk of getting injured and escape. That's right, a drop of soul blood was no longer a deadly thing to a Saint realm expert like him.2

But at this moment, he had a feeling of panic. It was as if Faang Fann could kill him at any time if he took that step forward. This feeling gradually became real. It seemed especially real!

"You are my Battle Slave. I am in control of your actions. Is there a problem?"

"Do you really think I am stupid enough to only want a few drops of your soul blood? There is no binding force at all!"

"I still need to rely on you to continue leading the 308 bronze legion's other 8 Black Iron Level legions!"

"If you're up to something behind my back, I can't possibly be unprepared!"

"As Battle Slave, you must have the self-awareness to be Battle Slave! Otherwise, you will be severely punished!"

As Faang Fann spoke, his eyes revealed a fierce light.

"I don't want it anymore!"

"I don't want to become your Battle Slave!"

"I am the bronze captain of the Temple of God! I have a million soldiers! How dare you threaten me to become your Battle Slave! "

"If the Divine Palace knows about this, they won't let you go!"

The hot spring suddenly opened its eyes wide after learning that its plan had failed. Its face was filled with resentment. As it spoke, it moved closer to Faang Fann. It seemed to be very unwilling to give up.

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