Chapter 199: The Warlock’s Enemy—The Sublimation of the Soul

"Mine? What do you mean?" William stared at the jelly-like trembling wine in the wine glass and asked.//.com Novel Network//His sense of smell has been extremely developed, and he can even smell dozens of meters away The glass of water outside was emitting moisture. But to his surprise, the glass of wine did not emit any moisture.

"It means that this glass of wine will enter your stomach, blend into your blood, and then turn into urine and sprinkle on the ground of Faerûn. Don't worry, this is what you deserve. Although the magic items made by my teacher are precious , but those are all foreign objects after all. Try this, the secret treasure from Jotunheim, the hometown of giants - the spring of Mimir, which can also be called the tears of Jorman Gund." Tabari pointed with her finger. He touched the counter and said with a smile.

William looked up and stared into the female arcanist's eyes and asked, "What's the point of this glass of wine?"

Mainalita interjected: "The Fountain of Mimir represents the sacred source of wisdom and knowledge, which can make the drinker smarter and wiser. I miss her so much. I still can't forget her soothing charm. The fragrance that makes people intoxicated. There is only one thing that needs to be remembered. A person can only drink from the spring of Mimir once in his life. A greedy person will lose himself and become the puppet of Jorman Gund."

The little skeleton floated up to the counter and retorted sharply: "Shut up! Manalita, you will scare my customers. Don't worry, young man, Jorman Gund sheds tears only once every century, The price you need to pay to get this kind of thing is far beyond your imagination. No one can get the reward of this secret treasure twice. Moreover, in terms of human lifespan, you may not be able to wait for the next opportunity for the Mimir Fountain to erupt. , unless you are willing to give up your life and become an undead like me.\\.com first release\\"

William picked up the wine glass and smelled the liquid inside. The wine seemed to be controlled by some kind of force, and it was moist but did not leak any breath. William was not sure whether this strange glass of wine was a poisonous wine. After all, he He has experienced too many conspiracies and conspiracies, whether in his previous life or after arriving in Faerûn, trouble always comes to him naturally and unnaturally.

William put the cup to his lips as if he was about to drink it, but then he paused and raised his eyes to meet the expectant eyes of the three people (ghosts). William put down the glass and said: "I'm not used to drinking, it will affect My reaction speed. Give me a cup of sea buckthorn juice with ice. I want to try the specialty drink of the Eno Oak border."

"As I said, this young man is a cautious guy -" Manalita smiled charmingly as she spoke. Unfortunately, it had no effect on the other three people present. The undead were not naturally charmed, and Tabari With the headgear of resistance, William's strong will is enough to resist the charm of the "Lord of Time".

Tabari also shook her head and smiled: "William, you are really suspicious. This is the fountain of wisdom, one of the most precious medicines in the world. There are countless people in the world who are fighting to the death to get the fountain of wisdom. Are you going to give up just like that?”

William said indifferently: "It's only a glass of water and wine, no matter how precious it is, so what! Is it still some kind of nectar?"

The little skeleton "bartender" said: "You are really right. Life, wisdom, and time are the three most precious sacred springs in Toril. I don't need to explain the role of the spring of life. The changes in the Manali Tower just now

You have also seen it. Time is a fountain of time, which can change the speed of time. As for the fountain of wisdom, she is the crystallization of the wisdom of all souls and lives. You should have seen the seed source of the God of Cave, that thing is

Made with the water of the Fountain of Wisdom, it is really a vicious design. After drinking the Fountain of Wisdom, you will no longer have to worry about being controlled by the seed source, and of course you will lose the opportunity to become a so-called 'god'."

William pointed to the cup and asked: "Is this the fountain of wisdom?"

The skeleton "bartender" said: "This is only a small part of a drop of the spring of wisdom diluted. Even a giant dragon cannot directly withstand the power of a whole drop of pure spring water, because our souls are too fragile and will be affected by that powerful

'Sublimation' can be easily torn into pieces."

"Sublimation?" This was the first time William heard this strange word. It did not belong to the common language, but the ancient Netherese language, a special arcane professional word.

McNairita next to her explained: "'Sublimation' - that is a great change. Ugly becomes beautiful, weak becomes strong, darkness becomes light, evil becomes righteous, none of them can describe her greatness. It is a kind of great change."

The transformation that comes from the deepest part of the miracle of life, from low level to high level, is like a demonic worm transforming into a tanar'ri, or a shallow sea leech transforming into a giant dragon."

"Since a god-king from another world discovered the Fountain of Wisdom, countless wars have broken out for her, eras of destruction, disasters, the Twilight of the Gods... The bloody battlefield of the bottomless abyss has never stopped for a moment."

"Well, it sounds like this thing is indeed very precious. But I don't understand, why are you willing to give it to me? I am not a child, and I never believe that 'pie in the sky will fall'. Tell me, what are your intentions?

William said with a cold smile.

Tabari said: "Intention? Ha - of course we have an intention. You have already seen the saint of the cave god Abrandor, and I believe you have a certain understanding of his power. You know the biggest difference between gods and mortals.

Where? It's not sex, it's not magic, it's not false magic, it's the quality of the soul. In the depths of the Eno Oak Desert, there is a kind of carnivorous ant 'death army'. Their number is endless, even

They can kill a fully armed army of thousands of people, but they cannot deal with a giant dragon (a fully armed army of a hundred people can fight against a giant dragon), and some people are born with the same soul pressure as a giant dragon (dragon power).

) creatures. The difference between us and the gods is like the difference between the 'Legion of Death' and the dragon."

"In the next period of time, the main enemies you will face are saints from the outer realm and other beings with soul-suppressing talents. You cannot always rely on the power of the Horn of Cole to fight against them, unless you

You are willing to deprive it from your sister and keep it as your own. Therefore, the Fountain of Wisdom is your most reliable choice. Rest assured, we have found a way to safely use the Fountain of Wisdom thousands of years ago."

William asked with some uncertainty: "Is it really okay?"

Manalita encouraged: "Of course! If you don't believe me, you can try it. Try a small sip first. If it doesn't work, you have time to give up."

William thought that with his control of Qi and blood, even if he drank a glass of sulfuric acid, he could spit it out in time, so he picked up the silver cup and took a sip. Unexpectedly, the wine was as cold as black ice, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

A shiver wrapped around William's soul and seemed to turn it into eternal stasis.

Pain and joy are like countless fine sugar falling into clear water, rubbing and dissolving together. It is a kind of tempering of the soul, the tempering of ice and fire.
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