Kesha stretched her body, tiptoed a little, and like a nimble white cat, she landed on the last magic-patterned leather scroll.
Anyway, there was only one leather scroll on the table, so Kesha stopped adjusting her position and sat cross-legged on the leather scroll.
After confirming that the spirit body came into contact with the leather scroll, Kesha controlled the power of the soul to activate the last magic pattern.
With the release of the magic pattern effect, Kesha slowly closed her eyes...
From Angel's perspective, after activating the magic pattern, Kesha's expression gradually became peaceful from the previous laziness.
It's like falling asleep.
The usually subtle frown was smoothed away, and the whole person looked extremely relaxed.
Time passes slowly.
three minutes……
five minutes……
Until ten minutes, Kesha didn't open her eyes.
This has exceeded the maximum time Kesa can test a single magic pattern skin scroll.
Just when Angel was wondering if Kesha was asleep, she finally opened her eyes.
At this time, twenty minutes had passed since she tested this magic pattern.
After Kesha opened her eyes, there was still some aftertaste in her eyes. After a while, she said, "The magic pattern this time is very special."
"But I can't tell you exactly what is special about it."
Kesha's eyes hesitated, recalling the scene not long ago in her mind...
When she activated the magic pattern, Kesha felt as if the surrounding space had turned into large geometric squares, and these squares quickly collapsed and changed color.
In just the blink of an eye, Kesha felt like she had arrived in a new space.
This is a blood-red space with no doors or windows. From the appearance, it is somewhat similar to the previous haunted house with magic patterns. It is a closed space.
In fact, this confined space is even smaller than the previous haunted house.
If you take two steps forward, you can touch the blood-red wall.
Under normal circumstances, Kesha would definitely feel cramped and suffocated.
But what's amazing is that in this red confined space, Kesha didn't feel uncomfortable at all, and even...she felt an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility.
This comfortable feeling is even several times stronger than the previous "Requiem" magic pattern.
Kesha tilted her head and murmured in a low voice: "It's hard for me to describe this feeling. It's just very comfortable and peaceful..."
Kesha just thought about it for a long time, trying to find a way to describe it, but she couldn't find the right words. Because this feeling, broadly speaking, is "peace", but in fact it is more detailed, which Kesha has never experienced before.
past feeling.
It is difficult for people to describe things they have never experienced.
This is also the reason why Kesha suddenly got stuck.
Looking at Kesha's confused look, Angel thought for a while and said: "The comfort you call should be the peace of mind and calmness you feel when you return to the mother's body."
"Matrix?" Kesha was stunned for two seconds. When she thought about it carefully, it seemed that the blood-red confined space was really a bit like the homecoming of the mother's body.
But is the feeling of returning to the mother's body really so comfortable?
Angel continued: "This magic pattern is called Pregnant Spirit. Its effect is actually very similar to that of a haunted house, which is to trap the spirit body and prevent it from leaving."
"However, this magic pattern adopts a completely different strategy from the haunted house."
"The magic pattern of the haunted house relies on forceful control, forcing you to be locked in a confined space and unable to leave."
"The pregnant spirit magic pattern is a kind of soft control, making you feel like you have turned back into a baby, immersed in the mother's body, unable to extricate yourself, and unwilling to leave."
The same "control" effect, but two different "control" modes.
Which one is good and which one is bad is difficult to describe in one word.
But from the effect point of view, the magic pattern of pregnancy seems to be better. Kesha can easily break away from the magic pattern of the haunted house, but facing the magic pattern of pregnancy, she was addicted to it for twenty minutes before she woke up.
"So this is the feeling of returning to the mother's body... No wonder, it's so peaceful and peaceful..." Kesha's eyes had a trace of psychedelia, knowing that this was a kind of control, but she couldn't help but reminisce about it.
If Angel hadn't been by her side, she would probably have activated the spirit-pregnant magic pattern again just to experience the inner peace at that moment.
When Angel saw Kesha was silent for a long time, he understood that her heart had probably flown into the Demonic Mark of Pregnancy.
He sighed and took the initiative to say: "After the test is over, the pregnant spirit magic pattern will also belong to you... Now, can you pull out your thoughts from the magic pattern first?"
Kesha came back to her senses in a daze, and after another two seconds, she showed a look of astonishment: "This is just my first experience, it's a bit novel..."
Angel: "You don't need to explain, I understand. Now back to the topic, did you forget to say something?"
Looking into Angel's eyes, Kesha suddenly understood something.
"No, I'm sorry. I was completely immersed in that kind of tranquility just now, and forgot about the power of the soul..."
Kesha apologized. After experiencing the pregnancy spirit for a full twenty minutes, she was completely immersed in that unprecedented peaceful state and completely forgot about the topic.
However, my own spirit body knows that the power of the soul has memory.
Although she was too addicted before, as long as she senses some soul power reserves and checks her account, she can know whether the soul power has escaped.
A few seconds later, when Kesha "finished her account", she showed a surprised expression: "Hey, although the soul power has escaped this time, only a small part has escaped."
"Compared with the previous haunted house magic patterns, fewer escapes."
Still using the previous analogy, the Haunted Mansion's magic pattern is about 100 times dissipated in ten seconds.
However, the spirit-pregnant magic pattern caused the soul power to lose less than 2,000 in the entire twenty minutes.
In other words, the pregnant soul magic pattern has evolved from the haunted house magic pattern that has an escape rate of 100 in ten seconds, to one that has an escape rate of 100 in one minute.
Angel was a little surprised when he heard this value. This kind of improvement is enough to be called a qualitative change!
But why?
The pregnant soul magic pattern and the haunted house magic pattern are obviously the same level of magic patterns. Why is the pregnant spirit magic pattern so much better at restraining the dissipation of soul power?
What went wrong?
…
After Kesha left with the ten magic pattern skin scrolls, Angel fell into thinking for a long time.
But no matter how much I thought about it, I didn't understand the key point.
In the handbook, Angel compared the haunted house and the spirit-pregnant magic pattern left and right. Each row had a data, trying to find the differences in the data through comparison.
The day passes quickly.
When night came, Angel was still hunched over the notebook.
Hundreds of different differential data have been recorded in the handbook, as well as his evaluation of these data.
After recording these data, perhaps the quantitative change produced a qualitative change. At this time, Angel actually had a bold guess in his mind.
——Perhaps, in order to completely stop the loss of soul power, it is not only necessary to "control", but also to interfere with the spirit body.
In plain language, it means that it must be blocked physically and mentally.
Just like the haunted house magic pattern, it is a physical blockade.
The spirit-pregnant magic pattern is biased toward spiritual blockade.
You can't truly control the dissipation of soul power by leaning to either side alone. Perhaps the only solution is to approach it both ways!
But currently Angel has no idea how to find a two-pronged "answer".
He pondered for a moment, thinking about the "Encyclopedia of Enchanting" in his mind, and planned to find a suitable magic pattern again.
But this time, he no longer focused on the "Introductory Chapter", but decided to start with "Encyclopedia of Enchanting - Advanced Chapter".
He had already read the introductory chapter, but there was no suitable magic pattern.
Therefore, he can only find it from the advanced chapter.
The content of the Advanced Chapter is very complicated. If it were compiled into a real book, it would be enough to fill a small library. What's more, what Angel is looking for is not the magic energy array in the pages of the book, but to dismantle the magic energy.
Formation, looking for the appropriate answer from the vast magic pattern like clouds and smoke.
The "vast as smoke" here refers to the magic patterns contained in a magic energy array.
From this, we can know that the workload of searching for magic patterns this time will be countless times greater than before.
However, even though he knew the workload was heavy, Angel still had to do it.
You know, as half the owner of the Crystal Plain of Dreams, Angel can clearly detect that Dudubi has not been offline since he took over his "mission" and has been helping to create "directional locking soul waves"
of magic patterns.
Creating a magic pattern that "directionally locks soul fluctuations" is much more difficult than Angel's "finding a single magic pattern that carries the soul medium".
Dudubi's workload is definitely greater than my own.
Dudubi has not even gone offline, how can Angel dare to slack off?
Angel threw away all thoughts about the outside world, and threw himself wholeheartedly into the sea of magic patterns in the Advanced Chapter...
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Western Continent, Dawn City.
The moon is still hanging in the sky, but the distant horizon is already glowing with a blue-tinged fish belly white.
After a night of slumber, buildings in this central city of the Dasman Empire were gradually awakened. Lights one after another shone from the windows of the buildings, piercing the silent darkness.
It makes this slightly dark morning feel a little more tender.
Maybe it was still too early at this time, there weren't many people on the street, and I wouldn't even see anyone for a few minutes.
In sharp contrast to the deserted streets is the Shenghui Church in the center of Dawn City.
Although it was still dark outside, the interior of the church was full of lights, just like daytime. Moreover, the church was crowded. At a glance, at least several hundred people gathered in the church.
Today is the weekly Sunday morning worship.
Believers who believe in the God of Glory will gather in the church on this day to perform a grand ceremony.
It sounds special, but it's not.
Shenghui Church has Sunday morning worship once a week, hymns twice a week, evening worship four times a week, and divine communication days and devotional ceremonies three times a month and five times a month.
Basically, there is a meeting held in the church every day, but the name is different.
So, although it is crowded now and everyone is full of enthusiasm, in fact this is just an ordinary day.
The priest in priest's uniform walked up to the main podium and announced the start of morning worship.
Several priests in white clothes holding sacred scriptures have already begun reading today.
Everyone stood up and chanted along one sentence after another. The atmosphere inside the entire church was solemn and solemn.
But in the "moon-shaped realm" that no one can see, Ms. Moon is sitting on the podium, looking at everyone in the church with bored eyes.
Trying to find some fun in these boring faces.
Facts have proved that it is really difficult for boring and stupid people to arouse her interest.
Ms. Moon withdrew her eyes and turned to look at the little black cat beside her: "How is it? Is there anyone who feels anything abnormal?"
She deliberately came to the place where the most people gathered, just to try her luck and see if she could encounter the source of the anomaly - Luigi.
According to Lady Moon's thinking, since the other party can enter the dreams of Gulemo and Uriel, he is probably nearby.
Moreover, in order to hide the fluctuations of dreaming, he would probably hide in a crowded place. Because crowds of people represent the complexity and chaos of mental power, this is a natural barrier for dream wizards.
Therefore, Lady Moon rushed from Uriel's attic to the church early in the morning.
Juanjuan yawned and shook his head: "No, they are just ordinary people."
After hearing the tired answer, Ms. Moon sighed helplessly.
She had actually sensed it before, and there was nothing abnormal. The reason why she wanted to ask Juanjuan again was because she was worried that the "abnormality" would be hidden deeper, and only "fate" could break it.
But now it seems that the other party is indeed not here.
After all, Juanjuan is a kitten favored by the God of Destiny. If it says it's not here, it definitely isn't here.
When Ms. Moon was sighing, she turned around and looked over: "By the way, didn't you fall into a dream about Uriel yesterday? Was there any trace of Luigi in the dream?"
Ms. Moon: "I don't know if it counts. Let's talk about it together when the sun comes."
They separated last night.
Lady Moon went to dream about Uriel, and Mr. Sun went to dream about Gulemo.
Trying to find traces of abnormalities in their dreams.
However, Ms. Moon recalled her dream experience last night... Uriel did have a dream, and the environment of this dream was relatively real. At first glance, it was not the kind of casual scribbling dream.
In his dream, several people with clear faces did appear, but Ms. Moon could not tell whether Luigi was among them.
Moreover, she always felt that there was something wrong with Uriel's dream.
It's more like...a lucid dream than an abnormal dream?
If it was really a lucid dream, then her dreaming last night was a big failure.
Now it depends on the situation on Mr. Sun's side. However, from the results of their visit to Gulemo yesterday morning, we can know that Gulemo just had a star-climbing duel with Luigi, and there is a high probability that he will not fall asleep again last night.
Thinking about it this way, they might really gain nothing this night.
When Ms. Moon was thinking pessimistically, a warm arm wrapped around his shoulders from behind: "I haven't seen you all night, and the little moon is beautiful again. But with such a beautiful face, you should smile, don't look sad.
.”
Ms. Moon looked back and saw that the person behind her was none other than Mr. Sun, whom she had longed for.