"Human perception could be manipulated. Whether it was sight, hearing, smell, or touch, when all was said and done, it was merely the result of bio-currents and neural information stimulating the brain."
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and studied the abyss, where undercurrents surged and gale-force winds howled. "As long as the Spirit Magnetic Field is complex enough and the tremors of Spiritual Energy ripples are subtle enough, it can interfere with human brainwaves and create any illusion, plunging people into one unbelievable world after another... or nightmares."
Ice Storm steadied herself.
Her mother had been a Witch.
Unlike magic and divine arts that originated from holy light,
witchcraft drew more from the human heart, seeking to awaken the power hidden in the deepest reaches of the brain.
Thus, wizards and Witches possessed an understanding of the human brain far beyond that of ordinary people.
With Meng Chao's reminder, she immediately realized what was happening.
Yet she was still very curious about how Meng Chao could have reacted before her.
Could he be a wizard too?
A black-haired, black-eyed wizard—how interesting.
"How did you know?" Ice Storm asked, her gaze burning bright.
Meng Chao shrugged.
The two Ancient Ruins within the Monster Mountain Range both contained countless mechanisms and traps that worked by creating illusions.
Many of the demon gods cultivated by the Monster Mastermind were also exceptionally skilled at mind control and illusion attacks.
Having returned from the apocalypse, his soul tempered a thousand times in the apocalyptic flames and his brain greatly developed, he was immune to most Mind Attacks. Through his fierce battles against the Monster Civilization, he had gradually mastered the ability to see through illusions.
Meng Chao removed his helmet, dropped to one knee, plucked a strand of hair from his head, and gently blew