Being rejected did not completely dispel Jiao Li's idea, but instead aroused the opponent's fighting spirit, causing the opponent's offensive to become more fierce.
From the initial chat to the subsequent physical hints, she would even quietly come to the room for trysts at night, making Liam unable to meditate and unable to improve his strength.
Liam couldn't imagine that the power of love could be so powerful and crazy, turning the once peaceful girl into a shameless plaster.
Whenever he sees Jiao Li, Liam always thinks of Ms. Kelly's words before she left: "Be brave, my child."
This is not only brave, it is simply fearless.
In this daily life of dumbfounding, three months passed by in a blink of an eye, and the time came to July.
It has been hot for several days, the scorching sunshine has baked the earth, and even the wind has become hot and dry. The water level in the river has dropped by half. If there is no more rain, this year's crop harvest will become a big problem.
Liam could already foresee the consequences of the doubling of food prices. People at the bottom would tighten their pockets and buy black bread soaked in water to satisfy their hunger. Some people might even starve to death because they couldn't eat.
Before there was artificial rainfall technology, people had to rely on the weather for survival, counting on rain to save their lives.
With the windows open, the wind blowing in was as dry as sand and couldn't lower the temperature inside the house at all.
Liam was lying on the bed, with an unknown black liquid in the small bottle in his hand. He carefully poured out the viscous liquid. There seemed to be countless parasites squirming in the black liquid, and as soon as the liquid came into contact with the pupils, they immediately wormed their way out.
Got in.
The cold feeling immediately spread from his eyes, and within a few seconds Liam couldn't feel the right half of his face.
The originally brown pupils turned into black vertical ones, and small red tumors popped up quickly around the eye sockets. The black liquid entered the blood vessels and pulsed rhythmically, like earthworms constantly swimming around.
The little skeleton held another small bottle and touched the back of the other person's hand.
Liam endured the discomfort, immediately grabbed the bottle, and pointed it at his right eye.
The pure white liquid poured down from the mouth of the bottle. As soon as it touched the vertical pupil, he immediately entered it and started a battle with the black liquid.
The white liquid is as hot as fire, and the dark liquid is as cold as snow. The two are incompatible. Once they come into contact, it will be a fight to the death.
The war that took place in the right eye was silent, but extremely cruel.
As the host, all Liam can do is persist.
The war has been going on for an hour. Liam, who is the main battlefield, is about to collapse. There are eerie whispers in his ears, distorted hallucinations appear in front of his eyes, and his head seems to be filled with lead. Countless vicious and evil thoughts emerge, and they are roaring crazily.
, singing heart-breaking songs and tempting people to fall into the endless abyss.
The loss of control this time was simply not on the same level as when he traveled through time. Liam kept his mind calm and managed to survive.
As time goes by, the scorching sun sets to the west and coincides with the horizon. The sunset illuminates the sky and the earth, like the sea, like fire, and like a dream.
The power of the two is also running low at this time, and the speed of entanglement is getting slower and slower, but in time both will be annihilated.
Liam knew that the time had come, and controlled all his mental power to attack, instantly peeling off the two, wrapping them up separately, and then began to rotate according to a certain pattern, connecting the two head to tail to form a small closed loop.
Three months of preparation, just for this moment, during which Liam kept swallowing the bone meal donated by the little skeleton to replenish his mental strength.
Concentrate on it, not daring to be careless in the slightest. The two forces are like two egg yolks, separated by a thin layer of membrane. Squeeze them with a little force to compress them together. The mental power from every angle cannot be too big or too small.
It must be just right, it must be kept in a delicate balance of balance and constant.
The whole process lasted for half an hour. When the closed loop was formed, the two forces no longer rejected each other, but were self-sufficient and supported each other.
Liam showed a knowing smile, and the next second, a tide of exhaustion engulfed him, and he fainted instantly.
I had a very comfortable sleep, and when I woke up it was already the next morning.
He stretched out and opened his eyes. The world he saw was so clear that he could even see the dust in the air.
After mass at Silver Moon Church, Liam began to learn magic according to the records of the Book of the Dead, starting with ordinary magic in the mainland, and then learning some black magic on this basis.
Of course, the rituals and formations recorded in it must also be learned. An excellent wizard is not only a powerful magician, but also a knowledgeable and extraordinary scholar.
Since officially learning the magic recorded in the Necronomicon, Liam has discovered that this book is determined based on the spiritual strength of the successor. Only when the spiritual strength reaches a certain stage, the current stage of knowledge will be unlocked.
This has resulted in Liam now being able to only learn a few low-level magic circles and spells.
However, regarding ritual knowledge, the Necronomicon is quite generous. What can be learned and understood now has reached level 7, and this level in the church is already the black bishop level. (The church bishops are divided into four levels, respectively.
The saints are "white", the cardinals are "red", the archbishops are "purple", and the bishops are "black".).
After learning the ritual, Liam discovered that a ritual unique to the Death God inheritance can change the ability of the eyes, and the function is to see the breath of the outside world. (Ritual: pray for blessings, a connection channel to communicate with a certain existence around you. Magic circle
:Convert energy to achieve the desired transmission method and special application.).
And this kind of ritual engraved in the eyeballs is called - "curtain."
Liam drank some water, moistened his dry throat, and prepared to test the effect of the "curtain".
He mobilized the few mental energy he had and injected it into his right eye, and his vision suddenly became... clearer?
"Huh?" Liam was a little surprised. He looked around the room. Where was the so-called aura? In addition to the clearer vision, could the effect be to cherish the light?
Liam suddenly had the urge to yell. Three months of preparation in exchange for two drops of eye drops?
"No, the so-called breath should be unique to living things. Dead objects do not have energy fluctuations." Thinking of this, he stood up and looked out the window.
The trees and grass exuded the green breath of life, birds flew by, and occasionally a few were stained by the gray breath, which is the color of disease and death.
Looking at the colorful world in front of him, Liam was stunned, "This is...the color of breath..."
At this time, he discovered a small skeleton hiding on a branch chewing an apple. It was wrapped in the aura of black and gray, which symbolized death and dark magic.
"It turns out this little guy is a magician, hahaha." Liam chuckled. This "curtain" actually has the ability to identify professions.
"The magician's magic power is in the ethereal state of steam. I wonder what the knight's fighting spirit and the bishop's holy power will be like. If you have time, go to the church to see it."
Liam laughed to himself. A wizard went to the church to spy on the bishop. This was not asking for death.
"Let's talk about it when I have a chance. With my current level of magic power, I can only maintain the 'curtain' for two minutes. Alas, insufficient magic power is a big problem. There is only so much knowledge but no use for it. The top priority is to increase my magic power quickly and become a level 2 magic as soon as possible.
division."
Mental power is the source of all energy, it can be converted into any form of energy, and the increase of magic power can only rely on meditation day and night, and there is no shortcut.
I have to mention here that for the promotion of a magician, first of all, the mental power must be higher than the current magic power. That is to say, a level 1 magician has level 2 mental power, and a level 3 mental power is not necessarily a level 2 magician. The magician’s
Ascension is the inscription of magical runes into the spirit body.
The 11 magic runes represent the 11 levels of the magician and the highest state reached by creatures in the material world.
It is worth mentioning that, perhaps due to time travel or other unknown reasons, Liam's mental power is extremely strong and he has almost never encountered bottlenecks in practicing magic.
Recalling the whisper in his ears and the madness that nearly tore his soul apart, his whole body shuddered. The equivalent of it was the immeasurable huge mental power.
Here is an explanation of the violent energy in Liam's body. This energy comes from a gift (curse) from an unknown existence. If you use it rashly before you can withstand it, you will definitely turn into a non-twisted and weird monster.
"Misfortune is what blessings depend on, and misfortune lies behind." Liam murmured.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Liam activated the "curtain" and looked towards the door.
The rich green vitality will be mixed with the breath of blue. Blue represents melancholy, and there is an erratic white between blue and green.
The visitor is Jiao Li, a persistent girl.
Liam couldn't help but sigh, "Please wait a moment."
After closing the window and getting dressed, Liam opened the door.
Today, Jiao Li is wearing a light green Watteau suit. This kind of dress is also called a flying gown. It has a very open neckline and a large box-shaped Plitz pleat on the back, which is in the form of a wide and long train.
Dragging a long dress while walking around gives you a feeling of ecstasy.
What a bold outfit...especially in an era before little things like breast pads were invented...
"Good morning." Jiao Li's tone was still enthusiastic.
"Good morning." Liam pretended to be surprised, "What made the beautiful Miss Jiao Li dress up."
"I heard that an important guest is coming today, and the orphanage has specially prepared these clothes for us in advance." Jiao Li turned around in a circle, and her dress turned with it, like stepping on a cloud, light and graceful. "Does it look good?
?”
"Um..." Liam touched his nose, "The clothes are pretty nice..."
When Jiao Li heard this, her little mouth pouted and she looked so angry. It was very cute.
Liam smiled coquettishly and changed the subject, "What kind of important guest is coming today, and he actually wants to wear a dress."