Even if his mind could break free from constraints, his body remained confined and could not escape them.
A hoarse female voice was still praying. Every time she prayed, he felt his soul grow a little more weary.
The prayer was intended to make him completely give up resisting and let his soul fall into a deep slumber. In that case, Isaac would be lost forever in endless "happiness".
"What the heck are these deviant spells?!" Isaac shouted loudly while his entire body jolting with energy.
He could only resist the encroachment on his soul by others in this way now.
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