Chapter 242
In fact, using Dark Magic at Kamar-Taj was forbidden.
But the Ancient One had also explicitly told Zhang Yang something.
She herself had used it at Kamar-Taj before. In particular, the Winds of Watoomb was Dark Magic.
It would hardly be fair to say that the Ancient One had been the first to break the rules.
Zhang Yang could understand how she felt.
After all, the Vishanti's White Magic was entirely defensive.
If all the sorcerers maxed out their defenses but relied entirely on their fists and feet in a fight, what would that make Kamar-Taj look like to the outside world?
That was why the Ancient One secretly taught the sorcerers some offensive spells.
There was no helping it. This world was simply too dangerous.
With that thought, Zhang Yang closed his eyes and began channeling his energy.
The spell Zhang Yang had learned was actually more of a mental magic technique.
More precisely, it used his mental power to communicate with the sorcerers' minds.
But this communication did not happen face-to-face.
It took place on a mental level.
Those willing to believe would receive a boost, while those unwilling to believe would remain where they were.
Moreover, this mental communication was imperceptible.
The sorcerers he communicated with would not be aware of it.
Or rather, they might be aware of it at first, but would forget afterward.
It was fundamentally different from Dormammu's brainwashing.
As the lord of the Dark Dimension, Dormammu could sometimes be far too forceful.
Zhang Yang did not particularly like such forceful methods.
After all, those methods could all too easily become excessively dark.
Besides, Zhang Yang's original intentions were different from Dormammu's.
Dormammu only wanted to gain power for himself.
Zhang Yang, however, wanted the sorcerers to become stronger.
Soon, as