I actually like the scene in the last chapter, but everyone has confirmed that it has nothing to do with the story. Well, you might as well choose to ignore it... Fortunately, it has not been put on the shelves yet, and there is no water injection problem.
There are also people who say that I threatened...that's unjust. I never wanted to threaten anyone with the excuse of being a eunuch...I was just stating a helpless fact.
In short, I want to collect it...
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Edward couldn't hear any sound.
To be precise, he couldn't feel anything, his hands and feet were no longer in control, all perceptions were cut off, and even the voice of the Spiritual Crystal Servant that was always ringing in his heart disappeared without a trace.
It all stems from that silver luster.
He once tried to control the light, but soon found that he couldn't do it at all - the demon who wanted to attack was melting into the light, but his body was gradually disappearing with the intensity of the light.
Only my sight can move as I wish...but wherever I look, it's nothing but silvery white.
The place where the body used to be is already empty, as if the whole person has become an invisible ghost, floating in the air - this feeling is somewhat familiar, and it seems to be the same as the one I have experienced before.
During the adventure, the same thing happened in that room... except now that this critical moment occurs, what will happen to my defenseless body?
Doubts surged through his mind, but they soon disappeared one by one - in front of him, the silver mist continued to fade, separating the light and shadow of martial arts from the pure color. When he vaguely noticed, this blur
The light and shadow are already converging into the outline of the scenery.
Everything seems to be born from nothingness.
White is still the main color in the field of vision, and it constitutes a field of hands mixed with a little gray... Or is it more appropriate to describe it as hand bones?
The body and blood seemed to have disappeared due to some irreplaceable factors, perhaps over a long period of time, leaving only pale and shriveled skin, wrapped around the fine bones like a membrane. However, when integrated with everything around it,
The first impression that people take in is not fear, but an inexplicable shock - those slender joints draw invisible lines from the air, colluding into golden and huge runes, constantly generating, and constantly
Extinct. The light that burst out as a result turned everything around it into nothingness and hazy.
The clouds separated, the earth collapsed, and lightning fell from the dark sky like golden snakes in countless ways. Magma surged out of the cracks in the ground and rolled up incomparably red. The power of destruction surged, leaving nothing in its path.
.The colors between heaven and earth seem to be changing to simple red and black.
Is it the power of these hands? Is it...my own...power?
Edward's eyes widened, watching everything in front of him evolve from illusion to incomparable reality. The pair of palms were beating endlessly in front of his eyes. The golden runes were twisting and cracking, but they were tearing apart space gaps with huge and terrifying power.
Pulled out from it. The dim silver network and gold jumped together in the vibrating space, as if following this beautiful law, dancing a magnificent rhythm!
Is this what it feels like to be a spell caster?
So if I remember this feeling, will I be able to connect to the magic network and become a genuine spell caster?
Suddenly a strange or correct idea came to his mind. Edward tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to record some of the movements of the palms, and even the connection with some spells. However, the movements of the hands in front of him kept getting faster.
, in the end, it simply surpassed human reaction. Only unheard runes kept echoing in his mind, but the hunter could not understand the intention represented by it for a while...
Only that dark feeling told him that what he was using must be a terrifying spell...
So,
Where are the enemies that need to be attacked?
Right there.
At the end of the line of sight, at the end of the shattered sky and earth, that huge yet tiny existence...the light formed a giant standing tall and tall, and the clouds rolled and cracked around him, no matter how powerful it was!
But just as his eyes came into contact with that figure, Edward had a glimmer of understanding in his heart - the real existence is actually a tiny and almost undetectable point in the light, which is the center of all light and the source of light.
It is also the identity of the enemy.
He raised a step, and the huge giant of light moved forward. He raised his hand, and the light had already surged and gathered like ocean waves. When the palm fell, endless light filled all of Edward's sight again!
No, not just that light, but also that terrifying majesty that makes people tremble involuntarily. That majesty is like the sea, wrapping everything, like a mountain, crushing everything, like a sword, tearing everything apart... Even if there is no sound, even if it is clear that there is nothing in front of you.
It was an illusion, but Edward still couldn't help but want to shrink up...
The meaningless action seems to have yielded a result...
Everything is about to be swallowed up by the light again, but the colorful luster is born from the center of the field of vision.
It has a familiar luster and a familiar shape - branches with branches, leaves and flowers, exuding a cold light color that does not contain life, but each branch and leaf has a lifelike appearance and exquisite and delicate texture. Countless.
Expensive metals and countless rare gems are all surrounded by an indescribable gorgeous luster.
"Find it...find what you lost..."
His hearing was restored again, and familiar voices echoed in his mind. But the colorful luster was extinguished in his eyes... They gradually faded away, returning to silvery white, returning to pitch black, and everything disappeared without a trace.
Then came the sense of smell, the sense of touch...the smell of soil, the smell of fire, the terrible pressure gradually receded, replaced by fatigue and pain...like needles poking every inch of muscle and every bone, Edward groaned
He made a sound, and with all his strength, he managed to raise his head, and could see the scenery in front of him - in his memory, it seemed that only a moment had passed, and it seemed that it was a scene from a thousand years ago.
The dark sky, the gloomy earth, the white powder flying and dissipating, he sat on the ground.
The huge demon that pierced his shoulder has disappeared, and the frightened mercenaries and knights around him have disappeared. Even behind him or the surrounding buildings, everything has disappeared like a dream... There is only a mess on the ground.
The rising soil and the destroyed ruins in the field of vision serve as proof that everything is not a dream.
His eyes lowered and fell on his body... Less than half of the clothes on his shoulders and back had been torn off, revealing the lean body underneath, but there was no blur of flesh and blood penetrated by the devil as expected - under the holes.
, shoulders and arms were intact, and the cold air at night and the subtle warmth in the breath could be felt without a doubt. Only the shocking blood stains stained on the edges of the broken clothes, and the pink and tender skin underneath them, which were as fresh as new ones, showed what had happened.
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"Reborn? It's really amazing..."
Licking his lips that were dry due to nervousness, the hunter murmured. He raised his left hand and carefully looked at the ring on his middle finger... The faint ring surface had no luster, and the ring body woven with metal threads was still the same as before.
But in the hunter's heart, there is endless shock and hesitation - and an abnormal anxiety - he is recalling, recalling everything he just saw, those magnificent powers, those terrifying enemies, and that gorgeous tree branch.
The treasures... it seemed as if they were all things connected with my own flesh and blood, but at this moment they were being forcibly plundered...
As the breathing gradually eased, the trembling of the body was calming down, and the mood gradually became calmer... However, Edward knew that his heart had been imprinted with that unique throbbing.
Fatigue did not recover along with the injury. On the contrary, every muscle burst out with shocking throbbing pain after a small rest. But after taking a deep breath and allowing himself to be still for only three breaths, Edward began to struggle.
He stood up and rubbed his slightly warm face with his hands to wake himself up. The thoughts in his mind were gradually speeding up, so he temporarily sealed those dreams and turned to consider some extremely important realistic things.
First of all, I am very lucky.
Wrapped between the waist and abdomen, the gray piece of cloth had been twisted into a ball. However, because of its softness, it was extremely lucky to escape from damage. The belt snatched from the mage's waist was just right at this moment.
Well tied to himself, as for the spiritual crystal servant... When the thought came, a piece of soil beside him turned up on its own, and the black stone's eight long legs flicked and fell on the shoulders of the psychic warlock.
"What happened just now? What kind of power did you use? If you have this ability, why didn't you use it earlier? Don't you know that power only makes sense when it is used? Otherwise..."
Just as he returned to his original position, the noisy stone fired a series of questions, but Edward did not answer, but forced himself to start running.
There is not much time to waste now - although I don't know what happened here when my will was experiencing the dream just now, but judging from the mess around me, things will never be that simple, so,
When the crisis is over, in fact, the devil alone is enough to be regarded as a huge trouble. If some priests or paladins are dispatched from various temples in Risuli City, and he happens to be discovered in such a place
Wandering around will inevitably lead to trouble. Testimonies, tests, inquiries... Although I am not worried that the servants of the gods will do anything to frame them, after all...
There is no way of knowing whether the decision is correct, but it seems a little late...
Just after he ran a distance of less than five hundred feet, the surrounding air began to vibrate violently - the light purple light rippled in the air, creating rounds of subtle luster, and the scenery was distorted, and then reappeared.
Coloring... When the slight tremor finally ended, there were already more than a dozen figures standing in the surrounding space,
Edward squinted his eyes and noticed that the figures were wearing spacious robes of different colors but inlaid with silver or gold rims, as well as the emblems with flames and two wooden sticks intertwined on the robes... He couldn't help but sigh slightly.
To be precise, it was a spear and a staff, the legendary emblem of the national mage of the Kingdom of Tuminis.
This is the establishment that only the Kingdom of Tuminis has on the entire continent. It is said that they are all composed of mages who are not very capable, but they are directly affiliated with the city defense and garrison system. They have broad powers and are generally mixed in the city.
The city guard system specializes in solving supernatural problems that are difficult for the city guards to solve.
If it were normal times, Edward would not mind trying to contact them, but now he is afraid of avoiding them... Unfortunately, there is an old saying that goes well - the world will never be what you think it is.
"There are seven people here, take them all away!" One of the mage raised his hand and murmured a vague incantation, then a touch of luster exploded in his hand, extending beautiful silver lines in all directions, and his black robe
The voice coming out of it was unquestionable and stern: "If there is resistance, shoot without mercy!"
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