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Surging glimmers of psionic energy suddenly blossomed in the eyes of those five six-ring mages!

The powerful pressure emanating from their souls left even Li Yao feeling slightly dazed... five peak mid-tier soul fields all at once!

These old fellows sure had a bad case of waking up on the wrong side of the bed.

Still, it was understandable.

They had been forcibly put into hibernation and then activated. Given a mage's instinctive vigilance, it was already restraint on their part that they had not immediately piled defensive spells onto themselves and swept the surroundings.

Or perhaps they wanted to, but had yet to adjust after their prolonged hibernation.

However,

having signed Slavery Contracts, they sensed Li Yao's presence at once.

In their eyes, Li Yao stood there casually, yet continuously radiated an aura that compelled them to kneel and submit, like the reverence of the most primitive, lowly creatures toward higher beings.

This disparity in status originating from the soul was very similar to the domination between hellish devils and abyssal demons.

But they were not products of hell or the abyss. Combined with their identities as evil mages, it was even easier for them to recognize that this heartfelt sense of submission was not voluntary.

Yet there was nothing they could do. They could not even bring themselves to hate the strange young man before them.

Sigh...

So this was what it meant to be controlled by another, huh? It had to be the handiwork of that stunning legendary master from the Enchantment School.

Making people love, even worship, those who enslaved them?

Only those Dirty Dogs could do something like that!

Damn it!

As hatred for Master Kilise welled up in their hearts, the five peak mid-tier six-ring mages bowed to Li Yao in unison—they touched their