Creak... Creak...The leader only felt his body suddenly stiffen, his joints as if they were not his own.
His hand had a mind of its own, unexpectedly spreading its fingers and dropping his sidearm to the ground.
Then, his hands uncontrollably made a toasting gesture, slightly raised and brought to his mouth.
"What strange object..."
The spy leader turned pale with fright, being a martial artist, he lacked the means to deal with Magic.
All he could do was grit his teeth and stir the Qi Sea, attempting to redirect the Qi and disperse it through his meridians to regain control.
However, Gongshu Tianyuan did not give him the chance, taking advantage of the moment his opponent was controlled by the "toasting barbarian," the hefty priest stepped forward with his hands behind his back.
He lifted his hood, revealing a face full of bandit-like features.
The palm pressed a top-grade cinnabar talisman "smack" onto the forehead of the spy.