Chapter 311 End in the exhortation

"It can affect the mind! Where on earth do you get from such a strange skill? Lance asked in shock that he had already discovered Burton's strangeness, which led to tonight's action, but in order to ask why the second brother got the skill, he had to pretend a little.

"Alas, Lance, it seems that we had too little communication before, and you still don't know enough about me as a brother. According to my previous temperament, how could I be furious with you this morning? As for the skills, don't worry. I just found an ancient tomb with faint magic fluctuations in an ancient ruins in the Forest of Warcraft. Finally, I carefully studied and found that the faint magic breath came from the magic seal on the underground tomb.

And after I finally broke the seal of the underground coffin box, I found some ancient secrets and an exquisite retro staff. It must have been an ancient strong man who knew that he was about to die and buried these items together. Originally, I also disdain to steal other people's treasures, but after casually looking through those skills, I found that one of them can improve people's mana in a short time, and it will not have any side effects on future practice. I tried a little and found that it was true, so I couldn't extricate myself and firmly believed it. After practicing such a magical skill, I will definitely regain the throne of the first genius of the Sorcerer's Guild! So I began to practice crazily day and night. I knew that some time ago, I finally became a little boy, and then I returned home..."

Hearing Burton's explanation, Lance was secretly relieved. What he was most worried about was that his second brother fell into the magic barrier in order to become strong. He did not hesitate to collude with the dark forces and practice evil skills to become a strong man. Fortunately, things were not so bad. He nodded and said, "Then give up the practice of skills. Now you know that the elder of the Magicians Guild is actually just a power villain, and not all mages are noble. Since he does this to you, what if he doesn't stay under his door? I believe that with your talent and ability, it is not difficult to find a better mentor. Besides, if it really doesn't work, why not follow your father to practice magic and save so much trouble.

"Ha, I actually saw through it some time ago, but I couldn't swallow that breath and wanted to regain my glory and withdraw, but I didn't expect that when the cultivation reached the depths, I was so selfless that I almost lost my mind. Fortunately, you and the fat man gave me a blow today and woke me up. I won't do that next. Competing for a useless first is never as good as the reality of self-cultivation. Just like the fat genius who appeared today, I have never heard of such a person. At the age of 20, he is already a double practitioner. Such a person is enough to go down in history. But if he hadn't come with his younger brother today, I wouldn't have known or believed that there was such a day in the world. Talented people exist. So I decided that in the future, I will work hard and go my own way and no longer care about other people's eyes.

Lance smiled and knew that his second brother had finally found him, and then he couldn't help worrying. In his previous life, the second brother almost never returned home. I don't know if it was because of these many reasons that he embarked on a road that was contrary to his wishes, and he went deeper and deeper that he could not turn back. Unfortunately, no one knew it. Fortunately, his rebirth found this secret and changed a lot. Lance was very happy. He was just about to say something encouraging, but his second brother suddenly stared into his eyes.

After looking at it for a while, he said doubtfully, "But Lance, I have to ask you a question. Why did you and that fat man appear on my roof tonight? Should you explain?

"Uh, this, hahahaha. It was the fat man who came to me. He said that he felt a strong magic breath, so he insisted on pulling me to have a look, hahaha..." Lance laughed loudly and said while touching the back of his head.

"Oh? It turned out that I felt the strong magic breath. It's really, um, it's really good. Fortunately, it's a swordsman!" Burton-Rosier is indeed a magician who has never experienced fraud. Lance did not grasp the loophole with such obvious words. Instead, he was happy because he praised his strong magical breath in this sentence.

Burton smiled, and Lance smiled...

After a while, their laughter faded. Lance said again, "So now that you have reached this stage, what are you going to do, second brother?"

Burton-Rosier pondered for a while and said slowly, "I have always had an obsession in my heart, which is to defeat Bonicon, so that my mentor and the people of the All Magicians Guild know my talent. It's just that now that I think about it, maybe this skill of cultivation has led my mind to a different path. In the Wizards Guild, there are many collections of books and many powerful mages. They do not pass through the real leaders, but read books by themselves, and interact with the people in the meeting to win the highest level of magic. I think I can also.

"What about the father? I believe that the strength and realm of my father will never be weaker than the elder you said. Lance asked.

"Alas... Father, although he is now known as the strongest mage under the Holy Land, but he is not willing to take students and is not suitable for him to take care of students. My eldest brother and I were guided by him to practice magic when we were young, but his requirements are too strict. As long as we are a little wrong, we will immediately usher in thunderous anger. Later, my father himself realized this problem and stopped teaching us, but let us seek a mentor in the guild. In addition, he is too busy... And now, his father is the chief mage of the Magician Guild. He has more things to deal with, and the rules will not allow him to spend time teaching students, especially when this student is still his own child, which will attract criticism from others. I don't want to bow my head in front of him, especially now, after the fat man sees the breath contained in my body's skills, which makes my father's teaching even more unrealistic.

"Hmm?" Lance was shocked and asked, "Second brother, what do you mean? Will you still be found if you stop practicing this strange spell?"

"I'm afraid it's like this. Some time ago, I have felt the impact of this spell on my mind. At that time, the cultivation time was still short and the magic power was still shallow, so my consciousness was relatively clear. I wanted to interrupt the practice, but I found that I couldn't do it, because as long as I As soon as it stops, not long after, the spells in my body will emerge by itself, and a strange logo similar to the number 666 will appear on my body, and then my mind will begin to uncontrollably want to continue to practice, can't stop, and sink deeper and deeper..."

"How can it have such an effect? Is this an evil spell? Lance asked in a low voice.

"I don't think so. At least I didn't feel any evil in it. You were also there when you fought just now. How do you feel?"

"The gloomy and evil breath does not seem to be... However, can I take a closer look at your mark again?" Lance frowned.

"Okay, but the sword saint just showed me a magic suppression. My spell is not as strong as before, and the magic is empty at this moment. If you watch it now, I'm afraid you won't see it as clearly as before." Burton said, and then without waiting for Lance to reply, he closed his eyes, pinched the formula, and began to run the magic...

With the faint magic fluctuation, Burton Rosier's peaceful breath once again became a little indifferent and strange. A faint sign appeared on his forehead, like the number 666, but this time's appearance was indeed not so obvious, if it hadn't been for Lance's very close It's hard to detect.

"This is... three six, what does it mean..." Lance's finger touched the mark on Burton's forehead, and his face was calm. He couldn't see what he was thinking or sensing. But his movements soon stopped. Because Burton Rosier suddenly snorted, the faint magic wave in front of his hands suddenly extinguished, and as the light of his fingertips disappeared, the mark on his forehead immediately restrained, making Lance no longer able to sense and explore.

Slowly opened his eyes and looked at his younger brother with a face as heavy as water. Burton smiled and said, "Well, Lance, I know you are working very hard now and have become a high-level strong man, but after all, this is a matter of magic. It doesn't matter if you can't feel it. Don't be depressed. I will try my best to control myself during this period. I won't practice this spell anymore."

Knowing that Burton stopped not because he didn't want to explore, but because after a big war, his magic had really been exhausted, so he was naturally extremely tired at this moment, but because of some unclear emotions in his heart, he had such a long night with his brother who had not communicated with him for a long time. Talk about the magic again, and it's natural for the body to be a little uncontrol. Lance looked at his second brother as he spoke. His eyelids had begun to fight. He couldn't help laughing and said, "If you are sleepy, take a rest. It's very late."

"Humph, what are you talking about? Have you ever seen a magician who needs to sleep after entering the high level?" Burton said proudly. Although he is now sleepy and tired to the extreme, he still hasn't changed his arrogant personality.

"I know I know, but let's take a break..."

"I said no!"

"Let's take a break."

"No..."

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