Chapter 23 Pursuit of Strength

Wang Qi can't believe what mental power is. He doesn't feel any difference from others. There seems to be nothing special except for better memory, and there are many people with strong memory, which is nothing. Is spiritual power only useful for mages?

"Tell me, this world is unfair. After so many years of hard study, I finally stepped into the tutor level and let a junior whose study time is at least 20 years less than me surpassed. Is there any justice?"

Wang Qixin said: If you can enter the tutor level, your qualifications are naturally superhuman. You still complain that there is no reason. It is even more unreasonable to describe your grievances to a person you want to kill.

Old York walked around the room. The more he talked, the more angry he became. Wang Qi saw an opportunity to take a stone-like jar on the table and hide it behind him. His table with things was so cluttered that he couldn't see anything at all. He carefully walked into Old York, which may be his only chance to survive.

Old York came to his senses and continued, "So I began to study how to improve the inherent spiritual power of the mage. After five years, I finally found a solution, that is, my original spiritual fusion." He walked to the edge of the magic array, pointed to the ground and said, "This is my achievement. With it, I can transfer and integrate other people's spiritual power into me..."

Wang Qi pretended to watch the magic array, walked behind him, and suddenly smashed the stone jar hard. Old York's body stopped, and his head fell to the ground with blood, motionless. Wang Qi stood in a daze and looked at the blood-stained stone jar in his hand. He couldn't believe that a twelve-level magic tutor fell down like this. He looked at old York's breath and seemed to be really dead.

Wang Qi was excited and his hands trembled slightly. When he recovered, he remembered that there was a strong enemy outside, which made him find that he had killed York, and he would definitely die. He put down the stone jar, carefully left the room, and came to the front hall. Fern didn't know where he had gone. He couldn't be seen everywhere. Wang Qi looked out carefully at a window and didn't see him, so he left the big house and followed the path on one side to the forest in the distance of the manor, ready to take a long way to the gate of the manor.

The forest is not small. Wang Qi didn't seem to waste time or go too deep. He walked for a while and suddenly saw the figure of Fern not far away, as if he was looking for something. Wang Qi couldn't help but be shocked. He immediately turned around and walked inside the forest. After only a few minutes, he came to a river. After a few steps, the river and another The tributaries ran into the downstream, and there was a whirlpool at the intersection. Wang Qi was stunned. How could this place be like the place where a cave fell in the forest that day? But how could that be? It was located in Northern Europe, and it was located in Central Europe. Wang Qi ghostly went down to the river bank to drink water. He looked up and found a big man opposite him with a gun aimed at him.

"Look where you are going this time..." Red, the opposite, said.

Wang Qi was frightened and pale. He retreated a few steps and clung to the river bank behind him.

"Aren't you very calm? Why are you afraid of this? Forget it, a coward like you dare not reveal our actions. It's meaningless to kill you." Red said, "Look, you're so hungry. Eat something. I brought your bag. There's really a lot of delicious food in it."

Red turned over the bag, took out a sausage from it, threw it to Wang Qi on the other side, and said, "Eat it quickly. I'll take you out after eating it."

Wang Qi looked at the sausage that Red had tossed in horror and remembered that it seemed to be the one that Ankos had eaten. How dared not reach for it. I don't know when Red arrived at Wang Qi's side. He picked up the sausage and said viciously, "You dare not eat what you kindly gave you. Do you look down on me? Eat it for me--" He opened the wrapping paper of the sausage and forcibly stuffed it into Wang Qi's mouth. Wang Qi couldn't break free, so he swallowed a sip...

Wang Qi suddenly stopped struggling and ate what was in his hand. I don't know when his face had calmed down. After eating, he said, "Are you satisfied?"

"Hahaha, you ate, you ate. You're going to die, you're going to die, you're going to die..." Red laughed, and then a man rushed up in the whirlpool, looked at Ankos, and laughed, "You ate, you're going to die..."

With a look of pity, Wang Qi looked at the two people in front of him and said lightly, "Disappear, undead, you are just my illusion." As they spoke, the two gradually faded, and their voices became lower and lower. Finally, all the scenery around them dissipated. Wang Qi's eyes darkened and he found that he had returned to the room in the basement. He is sitting in a triangle in the middle of the magic array, opposite York with a mocking face, and under him is another triangle.

Wang Qi said, "When did it start?"

"Ha ha ha, from the moment you come in, everything is an illusion." York laughed and said, "Of course, what I explained in the hallucinations is not nonsense. Ha ha, you underestimate me too much. At least I'm also a mentor-level magician. It's the difference between you and God and man. You actually want to kill me. Ha ha, I'll let you have a good dream.

Wang Qi snorted and didn't say anything.

"But your mental strength really amazes me. If I hadn't got your spiritual imprint, I wouldn't have made you fall into an illusion."

"Spiritual imprint? What the hell have you done to me?"

"Remember this ring? This is a spiritual magic guide that took me ten years to make. It can record people's spiritual characteristics, and I make it easier for my spiritual power to enter your consciousness. Only with this thing can I establish a spiritual link and transmit your spiritual power to me."

"You are already so strong, why do you still pursue strength? Isn't the tutor level approaching the peak of the mage's power?

The pursuit of power? That's what I thought when I just entered level 12, and now it's different. What people at our level are pursuing is not the power itself, but the mystery of magic. Magic research is our most important thing. To have a higher understanding of magic, we must have more powerful power. Without power, it is impossible to make any progress, so power is mainly used as a tool. As soon as this ceremony is over, I can break through to level 14 in one fell swoop, and with strong spiritual power, level 15 is not a dream, and even reaching level 16 is not impossible. Of course, what I am concerned about now is the ceremony itself, which will soon become the most powerful magic ceremony in the mage world, and can even be compared with the Dharma fusion ceremony.