Chapter 92 Song, Magic Formation, The Summoning of the First Score

Author: Going to the Winter

Chapter 92 Song, Magic Formation, The Summoning of the First Score

Naruf held the rudder in the posture of a master, and was full of energy and sang a new boat song.

"It's so difficult to part, I'll see you next day.

As long as the ocean and wind still exist, the sails will rise! The suffocation night will lead us to break through the horizon!

Don't ask me what to do with a drunk sailor?

As long as the ocean and wind still exist, it will be anchored! The suffocation night will lead us to break through the horizon!

Tears were as hot and sticky as lava, and we hung the passing bodies on the side of the ship.

Go forward and call with the sea until the evil lady's eyes gather in the abyss of death.

My sailor is not afraid of chaos being late, and the sails are moving forward, and the suffocation night leads us through the horizon!"

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How does the soul of a ship complete the conversation?

Yicha never thought about such a problem. But whenever Naruf responded to the night of suffocation, the voice made people feel: Yes, it should definitely be.

It was a scream like a daydream passing through the dusk. In addition, they were like a hell daydream passing through the dusk.

interesting.

The structural vehicle soul seems to have not memory, but unconscious things like "habits". In this way, this "habits" can gradually penetrate into the structure of the vehicle soul after years.

Wangchuan cannot erase this deeply rooted "habit" unless the structure of the vehicle soul is completely destroyed.

"The Song of Eternal Response - A First Exploration of Structural Soul" Yizha silently drafted a new article title in his heart.

The broken pale face of memory and the two-color waves were driven at high speed and pulled into wide lines of three colors. The wind composed of complex energy dragged them out five times longer.

The suffocation night is like driving in a gorgeous passage surrounded by a reverse speeding comet—a long road to the coming of the world.

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Suffocating Night Cabin. The fleeting marks of light brush through the portholes across the floor.

Yichao has roughly gone around the cabin.

As he thought, the inside of the ship was clean and clean. There were no large decorations, containers, consumables or small objects such as whistles, inks, scrolls, and only the part adjacent to the suffocation night hull itself remained.

He walked onto the deck—the sound of the soul walking on the ship spirit, which actually sounded similar to the sound of a living creature walking on the complete ship, except that the echo was about fifteen times larger.

Naruf was still full of energy and grasped the direction behind the rudder. Diapolo sat in the bone noose at the corner, swinging his swing with his two small legs up.

The sky that does not belong to the living passes through them.

Check to the stern.

Just to study the characteristics of the examination, he immediately discovered a reward worth mentioning.

There is a large charred mark on the floor behind the deck. If you look closely, you can identify the vague patterns and patterns - the marks have completely penetrated into the inside of the deck and are therefore preserved.

Maybe it was the remnant of some kind of magic... He leaned down and looked at it carefully.

This is a formal magic circle—even a star position is marked next to it. This magic circle is the most serious, full, most complete, most accurate, and has the lowest starting energy threshold—if there was a demon who could hand over this level of homework, he would give the devil's cute treasure.

The demon rarely uses formal magic circles, and even he only uses them in special circumstances such as building energy rooms and delayed triggering.

On the one hand, it is not necessary. Innate abilities can be released freely as long as you learn them. Even spells in the non-natural energy field have long been simplified. Even the law spells that rely the most on the program only require key symbols, energy, trigger elements, target elements and posture elements to be emitted at any time.

Moreover, the demons ninety million years ago, according to the average ability level described by Naruf, should not need to use this formal magic array...

"Naruf, look, what is this?" he shouted to the captain.

Naruf stretched his neck and glanced at it from a distance. "My first mate is done! I can't get rid of it."

“About what?”

"Lucky." Naruf held the non-existent pipe in his hand. "I've mentioned those days to you, right? It's really not a good day...Hi, don't talk about these!"

Surprise surged to check his heart. His eyes were nailed to the trace.

A complete formal lucky magic circle. There is something absolutely, absolutely, absolutely nothing in this era.

He looked grim and quickly scanned the remains of the lucky magic circle up and down, remembering all the key points in his mind. He hoped to engrave all the information in his soul as soon as possible.

"It's a magic array that plays a gathering role, right?" Yizha stood up and confirmed that "luck" is just the theme.

"I don't understand." The captain laughed, "Don't make things difficult for Old Naruf!"

"Ask the suffocation night?" I wanted to find out the details.

"How could she understand this kind of thing! Man, you are stupid. Suffocation Night is just a boat!" The captain smiled and gently stroked the rudder, "Do you think it's my baby?"

The suffocation night echoed with a gentle whistle.

Yi Cha looked down at the magic circle, and the previous conversation with Naruf came to his mind.

Luck is summoned for the "Shepherd". Using such a formal magic circle, it seems that this is a very grand and very important purpose.

He thought about it again, and the sudden change in perception interrupted his thoughts.

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In an instant, the Mingmie sound from Wangchuan's pale memory disappeared from his ears.

The field of vision was cleared.

Looking down, my feet were also empty. My body seemed to have lost support, but it did not fall.

He looked around and found himself soaking in a purple void like malt syrup.

Blink your eyes, retract your original thoughts and judge the status quo.

An empty plane?

Yes. Time has come. The hourglass has flowed to the first scale.

Nesse is trying to summon his soul.

Currently, he is located in a small connected plane created by a warlock, which should have been created by the warlock and forced him into. The projection of this plane is probably the shape of a ship, with the pointed targets and end points at both ends on him and Nisse respectively. That guy's ability is almost exactly this level at present.

strangeness.

His original intention was to let Nisse make an attempt to summon the soul spell, which did not require the creation of any new planes.

What is this guy going to do? Want to meet him in this plane?

Unless they are in the same state…

Looking around, there was a crack in the void behind me that could barely pass sideways, and it seemed to be forcibly chiseled.

A plane channel. It's a bit rough, but it is.

He leaned over.

"Teacher. I succeeded. It's great." Nesse's young and powerful voice came from the crack.

Through the crack, I saw the soul image of his student - it was no longer the amorphous ball I saw before, and it had a clear and complete shape.

Nesse has made a decision on himself.

Thank you for the reward of "Qingluo is a weak love" ~

Reference: Santiaro

This chapter has been changed several times. Originally, it was a purely academic chapter. There is also a chapter in the book. The whole chapter looks more harmonious (correspondingly, the atmosphere is also relatively low).

But the captain wanted to sing.
Chapter completed!