Chapter 8 The Magician's Nightmare
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"At that time, you put on the silkworm robe, put the outer thorn armor, with the purple shield, put on the king's sword on your back, step on the grass boots, hold the elf bow, and give me the magic wand..."
The Pooh magician's eyes glowed green: "You are in front of me and behind me. Let's go to the other side, rush into the abyss, grab the helmet, and put on the wind cloak!"
He danced: "Take the legion to sweep the wilderness, so the dark elves are dead!"
He began to be hysterical: "We have developed. One person rides a real war dragon under the dark abyss. We will let the roses bloom all over the world, and then we will break through the barrier to awaken the sleeping gods for centuries..."
"Is the god sleeping?"
"The legend is like this." Winnie finally woke up from his fantasies.
"Why don't you wear Jingjia and get the king's bow or something?"
"Do you think I don't want to? The artifact recognizes the owner, and it will not be handed over until one takes office. If you crack it, he will get it, and no one can take it away! Damn it. Why don't we discuss it and give it to me immediately one second before cracking?
"Uncle Weenny, stop it. Why don't you find a way?"
"I've been thinking about a solution for decades. There's nothing we can do."
"Then can I definitely crack it?"
"I'm talking about hope. I feel that you may be able to, at least this is an opportunity, but those are not the main ones. The point I told you is that after you enter the Guards, you will be exposed to higher-level magic and learn more advanced magic use. At the same time, you will come into contact with a completely different system from the Guards and the outside world, and those The epoch-making weapon developed. In addition, tame a domestic flying dragon! Your task is very arduous. You only have a few months. If you don't pass the assessment, you will be sent back to the normal army. In the future, you will honestly cut people one by one, and one fireball and one fireball smash people and upgrade. In that case, you will be the top commander in the future! More may be just a general of a legion. Or are you going another way?
Pooh is nervous and very excited today. He stared at Maglin: "Completely separated from the army, enter the ranks of palace magicians, and take over my shift, but your IQ is not high, so you can't become a national master. Then you can only become a vulgar guy who is very talented but doesn't have much effect on the empire. But that's good. In that case, you can take time to rest with Grace, and occasionally go out to eat wild food. Oh, my Odin, I shouldn't have said this to the child.
After saying regret to Odin, Winnie roared, "So what do you think? Now the famous Arles!"
"I want to step on the dark abyss!"
"If you can't do it, I will humiliate you." Winnie smiled happily, stood up and walked out: "Pay attention to your health these days. Don't be bothered by the entanglement between two flower-like girls. After arranging everything, start to work hard. Under your pillow, there is a book given to you by Graiman, his actual combat record on the battlefield. Greman is so kind to you.
"There is the use of magic in it, which has something to do with the third-level assessment. The old boy's kindness has been big.
Pooh is gone.
Maglin opened the pillow and saw the manuscript with some old blood marks on the volume below.
On the yellowed paper is the handwriting of the Pope, which says that in the war 20 years ago, as the leader of the Templar, he had some insights on the battlefield and some classic tips for the use of third-level magic on the battlefield!
"My king."
"Put down the hand roll. Lie down in peace."
Maigreen lay on the bedding obediently.
The room became dark.
Pooh, who was not far away, shrugged his shoulders: "It's really calm. In the face of the Pope's manuscript and heart, it's not easy to fall asleep so quickly.
"Vinny Magician, if you don't have a place to sleep at night, shut your mouth. Please don't talk about it here and disturb other people's rest. The housekeeper of Harlem said unhappily.
"The impolite guy. Old Harlem. Why are you standing here?
"Me? Madam doesn't care about me. Second lord, you talk too much. Are you too excited tonight? When I heard what you said about artifacts or something, I was so scared that I quickly came to watch it for you, for fear that the spies of the Holy See would hear it and cause trouble.
"Uh. This is the Duke's Mansion.
"Thank you for your recognition of your loyalty to the servants and knights of the Duke's Palace." Old Harlem looked at the inexplicable Winnie with angry eyes tonight.
Pooh, who knew he was wrong, finally lowered his head and prepared to dedicate in a low voice, so he asked, "Brother Harlem, will I sleep well with you at night?"
"I don't talk to people with low IQ. Your beretiful daughter has helped you tidy up your room. Old Harlem looked at Pooh disdainfully, pointed to the house where the servant lived, and then turned around and left.
"Damn it, what's wrong with a martial arts man who is once in a while?"
Harlem went further and further, and he was too lazy to say anything to the face-saving master.
In the house.
Maiglin lay there quietly and fell asleep.
It's just that his spirit is completely in the space of his eyebrows. With the recovery of these days and the practice of the magic source all the time, Europa's figure is clearer than in the past.
In a forest in the space, in a house on the largest tree, Eurofield sat there, leaning against the window. It was late at night in the world, but it was daytime here.
This elf shaped everything in the space according to his own will.
The scenery is picturesque.
Orofir, who was handsome in a white robe and ashamed of all men and women, sat there, and Maglin sat opposite him. I clearly know that this is an unreal world and that my body has fallen asleep, but my thoughts are so clear that everything in front of me is so realistic.
Another life form that he can't fully understand now exists in front of him, and Maglin feels new about everything.
"Wang, it's become more beautiful here."
"You have never seen the beautiful elf palace. In the lush forest, on the huge trees, the exquisite palaces, the beautiful elves walk in it, the sun shines on them, and there is no melancholy and troubles. Every elf's heart is so pure, the birds are hovering, and the flowers bloom..." < /P>
Europa, who fell into memories, was silent for a long time before he pulled out of it. He looked at the attentive Maglin: "Meglin, your body is getting stronger and stronger, and the source of magic is getting more and more abundant. I called you today to teach you the real second-level magic.
"Haven't those memories been passed on to me?"
"Those are just superficial, the source of magic. The road of cultivation is long. Without the support of the inner magic source, how can you use those magic perfectly?"
Talking and laughing, Orophile's fingers clicked Maigreen, and then a picture was engraved into Maigreen's spirit. Maglin's clothes faded in a blink of an eye, and he stood in front of Wang with his body.
"The first step tells you that the breathing method is to consolidate the magic source and lay the foundation for your future. Now, everything I give you is to tell you how to improve its quality and make it a space that really breathes with you, but has its own life. From now on, the space in your body will be connected with the outer space. The energy of the two worlds is constantly changing, instead of just asking now.
"Between me and the world outside?"
"Yes, and the space outside. And the outside world. The stronger your inner world is, the greater the communication with the outside world. In the end, you can open up your own space in reality, and in that shrouded range, you are a unique god, which is the charm of magic. But now you still have a long way to travel. First, take good care of your body's organization and understand everything about your body. According to the method I engraved in your heart, I begin to slowly shrink your magic source, and finally compress it to infinitely small, and then spread it. Along these roads, let the magic fill your whole body and make your body a big magic source. The medium between heaven and earth and your heart.
With that, he nodded Maglin's lower abdomen heavily: "Then there will be a real vacuum where your magic source is before!"
"And then?"
"And then?" Eurofield waved his hand: "Then leave him alone. Because there is no accumulation for a period of time, your spiritual power can't penetrate that vacuum. I'll tell you when it's the right time."
"Yes."
Maglin thought for a moment and asked, "Wang, will my magic be affected during this period?"
"No. Everything is the same as before."
"So can outsiders feel my change?"
"Never." Eurofield smiled and said, "I just heard Pooh talk about Wang Gong."
"Yes. Wang."
"The sacred artifact of our clan is not as amazing as he thought, but it is definitely not the power now. It's too early to say this to you, but he's right about one thing. The combined holy artifacts are shocking.
With that, Orophile drew his finger. As he said, he is a god in this space.
Everything is as he wants according to his ability.
In front of him, a shrinking Eurofield appeared.
Then, the armor appeared, the helmet and boots appeared, the cloak was behind, the king sword was behind, the purple shield was on the left arm, and a bow was in the hand.
In a blink of an eye, Europa changed again.
Silkworm robe, staff, boots, cloak, and a crown made of thorn leaves appeared on his head.
"What's that?"
"It should be on the side of the dark traitor, it is the magic crown. The traitor once won my trust and got those equipment. I thought he could fight against the strong enemy side by side with me, but I didn't expect him to use my trust to assassinate the best commander of my clan, Aleeus. Don't mention these past events again.
Orofield waved his hand angrily, and the scene in front of him disappeared in an instant.
McGlin quickly sat down and honestly. Eurofield stood up and looked out of the window: "Go ahead, Meglin, you have to work hard. This is your mission."
"Yes."
Opening his eyes, Maglin looked at the dark room and pressed his hand on his lower abdomen. When his spirit manipulated his body again, he immediately remembered the method that Eurofield had just told him.
Added to the body together with the spirit is the imprint of those memories, the paths of energy dispersion, the operation function of organs, etc., which are clear and simple.
"It turns out that my level is just an introduction to real magic." Thinking of the praise of his genius from the outside world and the current level of magic in the empire, he shook his head. He really didn't understand the reason why John tampered with magic. This is simply a crime.
Crime against the whole civilization.
However, thinking of his betrayal to the elves in those years, Maglin smiled coldly. He was really a born traitor and a scourge.
The transformation of Moyuan is actually very easy to understand.
Originally, it was to convert magic in the body by absorbing the energy of the outside world, so that it can be qualified to resonate with external elements before you can perform magic.
In those years, God's seal of elves was actually an opportunity for people who blocked the blood of elves to appear magic sources in their bodies.
Now Maigreen compresses the existing magic source into incompressible, and then allows it to spread rapidly immediately. While spreading, he uses Eurofield to tell him how to eliminate the possibility of magic source explosion. At the same time, he guides the energy to the place where it should go. Relying on the basic function and layout of the body, it forms an expansion in the body. The big magic source.
Or let the body become a great magic source, and at the same time, there can be a space, an opportunity for the next step of evolution.
If there was no secret method, if it hadn't been told by Eurofield, McGrim himself would never have thought that the advancement of magic would be like this.
The existing magic is just a division of the degree to which the magician can communicate elements. In fact, everything depends on the quality of the other party's magic source.
But no matter how big the magic source is, how can the body be so big? After consolidating the big magic source of the body in the future, even if the space is not completed, I'm afraid there will be no opponent.
A terrible way, a surprising and exciting future.
"What are you thinking about? Do you want to blow yourself up?" Eurofield shouted angrily.
Maglin was shocked and quickly restrained his mind, but his thoughts were still uncontrollable. What he said was also good. In the records of past dynasties, there were also magicians who detonated his own magic source when he was at the end of the road or in danger, so that his body exploded violently, and his flesh and bones became sharp weapons and died with the enemy.
"Actually, if they are more careful, they can take a different path."
"You bastard." Eurofield roared.
The inertia of thinking finally stopped. Maglin lay there honestly and tried to hit all his spirits. After taking a few deep breaths, he began to slowly shrink and compress his magic source.
This is a relatively long and painful process, and you must be careful. The more you go back, the more careful you are.
Orofil also seemed to start to help him.
Maglin saw that the magic source in his body is getting smaller and smaller. Under the invisible spiritual pressure, an unknown void area appeared around the magic source. The magic source is like a small star floating in it, and it is still slowly shrinking under pressure, shrinking, emitting bright light, and getting stronger and stronger.
Maglin has cut off the connection between the magic source and the outside world. At this moment, the magic source is condensed, as if it has been pressed to the extreme, and it feels almost as small as a grain of sand.
Unconsciously, his forehead was full of sweat.
If it hadn't been for the tempering of previous martial arts training, I'm afraid it would have been unable to stand such torture. All organs are gradually losing their motivation.
Maglin's breathing is very weak now. This is a road full of dangers, and Europa is also very nervous.
And the spiritual power of Maglin gathered around the magic source in his body is still very strong, and the essence of all his life seems to be concentrated here. The magic source is still slowly compressing under almost impossible circumstances.
.........
"Think about those roads, follow those marks, and disperse!"
Boom.
Maglin tried his best to suppress the layers of the space around the magic source and suddenly collapsed, and his body suddenly curled up and fell straight.
After the magic source lost its suppression, a strong light burst out, making his internal organs almost transparent from the inside out.
His life seems to be burning.
Those Orophile are engraved in his spirit and then attached to his body, which have become the sign of the road at this moment. After crossing the last barrier, the terrible impact of Moyuan also began to slow down, and Maglin's pain was in pain, and the spirit that was almost about to collapse was supported by Eurofield and guided by the road signs.
Finally, I followed the previous setting and went to the place where I should go.
In the organs, bones, and blood, the power of the magic source is colliding. The wild horse is put on a cage but it is still so difficult to control. Maglin's muscles contracted violently and instinctively, and he gasped meaninglessly in his mouth.
And after the first wave passed, another wave of spreading magic power was still tormenting him.
Sometimes, at some gates, the magic source is strongly bound and hovering, and there is a conflict, in Maglin's joints, some parts of the muscles, or even broken.
The blood was left, and Maglin roared painfully, but his spirit knew nothing about this.
I don't know anything!
The shocked knights, Pooh, and Harlem all rushed this way.
Orofir gritted his teeth and suddenly turned into a phantom. His main spirit became thinner, and the phantom rushed out, suddenly flew out of Maglin's body, and then shrouded it.
Maglin became quiet for a moment under his phantom.
It's just blood stains on the body.
In those places, there are some faint blood stains and even pits on the opposite walls!
The door was knocked open. In the firelight, Pooh looked at Maglin in shock. Harlem asked him anxiously what was wrong. Pooh was already scared and uncontrollable: "He's out of fire."
Harrington's face turned white.
And Keres's voice also came: "What's wrong with Maglin?"
"It's out of fire." Harlem looked at the energy ups and downs in Maglin's body like an idiot. He suddenly woke up and stopped the young lady who immediately burst into tears and screamed.
"Let go of me."
"Exit, it's dangerous."
This is the magician's nightmare. This is the eve of self-explosion. Even if he is lucky enough not to die, he is doomed to be disabled. I'm afraid there is no possibility that he will not die.
Fight.