Karen could be said to have victory in her grasp. The moment the wizard carelessly entered his Titan Soul Ripper, the battle was essentially over.

"You are a wizard, and you have even reached the level of a Dharma King, yet you are unaware of it?"

The opponent's territory definitely has powerful trump cards, and no one can guarantee that it will be foolproof.

Was it due to carelessness, or simply overconfidence?

"Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore. Soon, you and this city beneath your feet will become history."

Karen thought to herself that she had it in the bag this time.

The only chance the Dharma King has to survive is to leave this place and return to his own mage tower.

Then, try to escape through the rune array set up inside. After all, the Soul Ripper moves a little slower than the Earth Devourer, so it might actually get away.

However, this is impossible. The El Empire's research on the soul goes far beyond extracting and refining the Philosopher's Stone.

Edward's transmutation arrays had many other effects as well.

"Cognitive interference causes problems with the target's cognition, common sense, and other aspects."

For example, it might be unconsciously going around in circles here. Even though I haven't changed the internal environment of the Soul Ripper, it just can't get out.

With the amplification from so many souls, I could even make them believe the water was highly poisonous.

Thinking of this, he looked down at the city below. The low-level wizards had already fallen, and there were not many survivors left.

One finger pointed at several of them, and the power of the Titans was activated.

"Buzz..."

A surge of spiritual energy spread out, hitting the people below with pinpoint accuracy.

The moment they were affected, they felt their already fragile spirits become even more unstable.

Then, the effects appeared.

"Cough cough cough..."

One of them grabbed his own neck, opened his mouth, bent over, and coughed incessantly, seemingly wanting to vomit.

Cognitive impact: Water is highly toxic.

So he absolutely has to vomit it out, or he'll die!

His colleague next to him felt that this guy had gone crazy, and subconsciously took a few steps back, then closed his mouth and pinched his nose to prevent air from getting into his body.

Cognitive impact: Air can be deadly.

This person's thinking was also affected; he would rather defy his body's instincts and stop breathing than let air into his body.

His face turned slightly purple, and he was increasingly unable to control his body. He gritted his teeth and raised his magic wand.

"Today, I'm going to show my body who's truly in control!"

Magic Rock Shaping

A rock enveloped his head, blocking all possible avenues for breathing fresh air.

He succeeded. How could mere physical instinct compare to his genius brain?

The wizard stood with his hands on his hips, feeling incredibly powerful.

Then, it just collapsed straight down because of lack of oxygen.

Another person suddenly started yawning, took off his robe and used it as a mattress, then closed his eyes.

Cognitive impact: Daytime is nighttime, now is the time to rest.

He closed his eyes peacefully, because his control over his mental power had become sluggish during sleep, so his soul was extracted and entered the Titan.

He got 24 hours of sleep every day, which is wonderful!

"No, what happened to you? Why did it turn out like this?"

Seeing his colleague, who had been perfectly fine just moments before, suddenly start his own elaborate self-destructive acts, the wizard who seemed the most normal in the end chose to run away.