Brand and Char felt an eerie chill emanating from the Stone Coffin the moment they approached it. This cold was unlike the bitter, knife-like harshness of nature that he had personally experienced in the mountain regions of Alkash. Instead, it conveyed a malevolent presence that directly attacked their hearts, sending chills down their spines. "What is this damn thing?" Brand was shocked and immediately sensed an evil thought invading his Spiritual World.

"Mortal, submit to me!"

A majestic and overwhelming voice, like the rolling thunder from the horizon, resounded in his heart with boundless might. Not good, Mind Control! Alarm bells rang in Brand's mind. Mind control spells are an extremely evil category of Black Witchcraft, turning individuals with free will into slaves of the Spellcasters by erasing souls and memories. Such spells completely disregard the dignity of Life itself and were explicitly banned for research and use in the Wizard's code seven hundred years ago. Nowadays, only a few Cultists and very few Undead Wizards would secretly study them, but Brand never dreamed that inside the Stone Coffin lay either a Cultist or an Undead Wizard.

Even a thousand years ago, Undead Wizards or Cultists did not dare openly build tombs for themselves, especially since most Undead Wizards pursued Immortality, and over the centuries, many Undead Wizards died unnatural deaths.

Undead Wizards also have never believed in the notion that souls rest in the Earth.

"Grovel, tremble, cry helplessly for your sins, accept the boundless wrath between heaven and earth!" The roaring voice shrieked.

Brand had already calmed down. The overwhelming pressure in his Spiritual World had formed an endless giant before him. He lifted his head and realized he and this giant stood on an endlessly black plain— the giant raised its palm, as mountainous as it pressed down on him, and for a moment, the world changed, leaving only the growing five-finger mountain in the center of heaven and earth.

"Get lost!"

Brand gritted his teeth and roared. He knew this was an Illusion, yet facing the approaching giant palm, he couldn't help but sweat coldly. The sensation was too real, even the Wind pressure made it hard for him to breathe.

Theoretically speaking, mind control spells target the Spirit. As long as one's Will is strong enough, opponents can't do much against them; he had experienced similar situations in games before, yet unfortunately, never with a successful outcome. Warriors have very low Willpower, almost every time encountering such situations meant blacking out and losing control over their body. When they regained consciousness, they were already in the Holy Temple of resurrection.

This kind of lousy Experience provided him with no help at all, because in this World, there is no second chance.

Brand strained his nerves, ready to face the earth-shattering attack that followed. He couldn't help but think he had slaughtered through the Wolf Calamity unharmed — will he be overturned in this gloomy ditch? While thinking, the overwhelming giant palm was already pressing down from above— Spiritual Attack directly targeting the soul, ignoring almost all external Protection methods. Warriors' Spirit resistance is the weakest; normally, they can't withstand a single blow— but what surprised Brand was that the giant hand didn't even manage to touch a hair on his head before it seemed to encounter great resistance in the air above him, shattering with a great roar into pieces.

He saw with his own eyes that the palm seemed to strike something, producing a crack from the center, which then expanded into long fissures, transforming into countless fragments and dissipating.

"This is impossible!" The thunderous voice abruptly ceased.

After the giant palm shattered, it transformed into a breeze that vanished into smoke. Brand could clearly feel the once terrifying Spiritual Shock now felt like a gentle breeze brushing across the Water surface, merely causing ripples on his Spirit Barrier.

"This? This...?"

Brand was stunned at the time, his first reaction being maybe the creature inside the Stone Coffin was actually strong externally but fragile internally. Yet, there was clearly an issue; to execute such a high-level Black Witchcraft requires a presence at least as powerful as Char, and shouldn't be unable to breach even a Warrior's Will Barrier.

In fact, it wasn't an issue of being unable to breach at all, but it didn't cause a single shred of impact; to put it crudely, not a hair was harmed.

The feeling was comparable to knowing the other party is a fearsome big BOSS, nervously awaiting their fatal blow, only for them to become a harmless Little White Rabbit in an instant. This... this disparity was far too great; what kind of situation is this.

While Brand was still bewilderedly contemplating, a scream suddenly erupted from the boundlessly dark World: "Impossible! You're not human! How can a human possess such formidable Willpower!? What exactly are you!" The colossal voice from above momentarily carried a hint of hoarse breakage, giving off the impression of a frenzied woman pulling her hair.

"Huh?"

Brand suddenly realized - Willpower? "Haha!" He couldn't help but want to laugh out loud in his heart, because he just remembered that his Will Attribute had been enhanced a thousandfold due to Andesa injecting Divine Blood into his body. With his current Will Strength, this level of Spiritual Attack was like trying to show off one's slight skill in front of an expert before him.

If Andesa were still here, Brand felt he couldn't help but want to give her a kiss. It's simply wonderful. However, he was also a bit embarrassed, having played as a warrior in the game for too long, habits formed naturally, he almost got scared by this monster.

But he immediately sneered, looking up at the heavy black clouds in the sky, thinking to himself, let you try to Control brother - brother's Will is several hundred, immune to witchcraft below Ten Rings, even a Wizard with a fully restructured Silver Body might not have such high Willpower. However, the world he was in at this moment was obviously layered illusions formed within the Spiritual Domain. The monster in the Stone Coffin was quite bold, not retreating at this moment, Brand immediately gritted his teeth and sent a Spiritual Shock towards the sky.

"Ah-----!" A mournful scream immediately came from above the sky.

Logically, Brand, without specialized training, shouldn't have been able to release a Spiritual Shock. But that was in terms of attacks. In fact, this world was still Brand's inner world, dominated by him. Therefore, Brand's attack at the moment could be said to be a self-defense and counterattack of his Willpower; fighting on the Spiritual Domain level, as an away game, is extremely limited. It requires the invading party's Willpower to completely suppress the subject. It's laughable because the monster was surprised by Brand's extraordinarily high Will and hadn't reacted for a moment, suffering a big loss under Brand's attack.

"Ah Ah-----!" The monster finally fled in embarrassment from the illusion amidst a series of miserable screams, the boundless, pitch-black plain dissipated in an instant, Brand shivered, and only then did he wake up from his Spiritual World. At this moment, his whole body was almost drenched in cold sweat, but immediately, he heard a concerned voice from an older sister by his ear: "Brand, Brand, what's wrong with you?"

It was Otarais's voice. Otarais, being spiritually connected with Brand, felt Brand's anomaly at the first moment. However, just as she began to speak, Brand's eyes cleared and he recovered. The confrontation in the Spiritual World seemed intense, but in reality, it had only been an instant.

"There was a monster in the Stone Coffin, almost got tricked by that thing."

"Spiritual attack?" Otarais quickly reacted, her face turned serious, and asked.

"Yes."

"Are you okay?"

"It's nothing." Brand felt some fatigue, his spiritual consumption was quite large, but he shook his head indicating it was fine - he believed that the monster in the Stone Coffin must be worse off than him, his Will Attribute over 100 points, in spiritual battles at the Level 40 range, was comparable to nuclear weapons. He believed that even if he hadn't directly taken out the monster with that attack, he at least left it half dead.

"Hehe, indeed, just remembered you little monster being transformed by Divine Blood, that monster is really unlucky." The Knight sister couldn't help but laugh.

Brand couldn't help but smile wryly, but Otarais was right, he really can't say if he can still be considered Human now. With both the Elite Template and Divine Blood, he was embarrassed to claim himself as a purebred Eruein.

"Char, are you okay?" He immediately turned to look at his Mage Attendant, only Char was with him when they approached the Stone Coffin attracting the monster's attack. He himself had such high Will Protection, but Char hadn't, he initially worried that the other party might be controlled, but surprisingly Char was also standing by, somewhat nervously watching him.

"You okay?"

"Lord, are you okay?" Char said as well, appearing somewhat surprised.

"Ah," the young Attendant blinked, then reacted: "Mind Control effects don't work on me, after all, I'm just a card. I was worried about you, Lord, but to think you... supposedly... heh, you're truly beyond my expectations, to handle a Spiritual Attack so smoothly, truly wise and mighty... ahaha!" He chuckled, laughing out loud.

Brand sighed helplessly. Indeed, according to common sense, a Golden Rank warrior facing the same level of Mind Control had very little chance of exemption, but it's also the monster's bad luck, encountering the two oddballs Brand and Char, one with extraordinarily high Will, the other completely immune to Mind Control.

If there was a BOSS in the Stone Coffin, it would probably be one of the unluckiest BOSS in Amber Sword. Thinking of this, he was already preparing to open the Stone Coffin.

...(To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote a recommendation ticket or monthly ticket for it at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my biggest motivation.)