Chapter 427: To assist in casting spells, contract a magic pet first?
Half an hour later, Grete huddled in the hot spring, shivering. Although the fish brain brought him a lot of spiritual energy and a small amount of life energy, it was obvious that the heat converted into this life energy,
Not enough to keep him warm...
"Ah sneeze!"
"Ah sneeze!"
"Ah sneeze!!!"
"Grete, are you feeling better now?" Cerela shrank listlessly on the other side. Oh, it's all her fault. It would be fine if she didn't catch that big fish back or let Grete eat the fish brains.
Or, when she first controlled the water wall, she shouldn't have sprayed so much cold breath?
"Let me soak for a while longer..." Gretel shrank down again: "Let me soak for a while longer, and when I get warm, I'll start grilling the fish for you... Ah Sneeze!"
"I don't want to eat!" The silver dragon girl stamped her feet. With a "boom", water splashed everywhere, like a small bomb exploding in a hot spring pool:
"Gretel, give yourself a shot to remove the disease!"
"I haven't learned yet... Ah Zhi!"
The tragedy of Gretel is that he advanced to the fifth level in too short a time, and the priest's spells are not like the wizard's magic. He has a lot of ready-made information to memorize. After he advanced, he focused most of his energy on treating barbarians and studying electrocardiogram magic.
, [Remove Disease], this third-level commonly used healing magic, he will not...
"Okay then." The silver dragon girl muttered in annoyance. "Get up quickly, get dressed, and I'll take you back! Ask your aunt to come over to you for a while!"
"What about the fish?"
"No more eating!"
The fish they had grown had been dead for 12 hours, lying straight on the stone with all its blood drained. Suddenly, Serira did not freeze it with her ice breath, but the picky Silver Dragon refused to eat.
Fresh fish...
Half an hour later, Gretel was fully dressed and once again hung under the silver dragon's claws, flying through the sky. The silver dragon's wings flapped and flapped, and Grete swung underneath, all the way back to the dragon's nest...
"A sneeze! A sneeze! A sneeze!"
Damn, I have a bad cold again... Obviously, when people catch a cold and should try to avoid the wind, flying by plane has incomparable advantages over being grabbed by a dragon...
Ms. Silver Dragon treated him very gently, and even provided study guidance on [Removing Disease]. However, she had no immediate results regarding Gretel's inability to advance in mage level and control of the ECG magic.
Method.
Ophelia's suggestion is to either wait for the natural growth of magic ability, or strengthen spell practice, or...
"Otherwise, why don't you contract a magic pet? A magic pet can share the mental pressure of the owner and help control it. Some magic pets can also provide some additional abilities. Speaking of which, the council is paying so much attention to you that they haven't even helped you find a magic pet.
Pampering is quite strange~"
She clicked her tongue in surprise. Grete blinked, embarrassed to say that he didn't want the common familiars in the Demonic Pet Council's general redemption list, such as bats, cats, falcons, lizards, owls, and so on.
He was not very interested in mice, ravens, snakes, toads, and the like.
It's weak, dirty, and disgusting. He needs to spend time feeding it and taking care of it. He wants to be like Mr. Trocca, who can be big or small, can talk, deform, and has explosive fighting power.
Yes, where is it?
However, the Dragon Clan is relatively well-informed. Gretel took the opportunity to consult her:
"Madam, I really want to contract a magic pet. However, none of the common ones meet my needs. In addition, I want to contract an incorporeal body that can enter the human body without harm, explore the situation, and let me share it.
Lady of its vision, with your knowledge, can you guide me?"
"this"
Ophelia held her chin in thought. Contracting an incorporeal body is not difficult for the Dragon Clan, but it is too difficult for Gretel. Most incorporeal bodies, such as ghosts, wronged souls, and banshees
They are all too strong. If you contract with them, you still don’t know who is contracting with whom!
Besides, even a weak enough body naturally carries a lot of negative energy. This kind of body will cause harm to a healthy person, but will it enter and exit a patient?
That's a rhythm that's going to kill people!
Ms. Silver Dragon thought one by one. Ghost, no, resentful soul, no, bound spirit, no, the kind of soul that has been purified of resentment... It's okay, but it can be met but not sought. Resentment dissipates, wishes are fulfilled, but
There are too few souls that can persist and never dissipate...
Or, ancestral spirits?
Sacrifice to spirits?
She turned her thoughtful eyes and looked at the barbarian who was chopping fish meat beside her. Gretel persuaded Cerela to freeze the big fish, put it in the space bag and took it back. The big fish was dead.
There was no saving for most of the day. The silver dragon girl thought it was stale and looked down upon it. However, the barbarians were all excited:
What great food!
What a powerful force!
If you eat this batch, the warriors in the tribe will have several breakthroughs and advanced levels!
"Perhaps the answer you are looking for is with them." Ophelia pointed in the direction of Elder Gushan:
"I heard that the barbarians believed in ancestors, natural spirits, and mountains, rivers, and trees. They made contracts with them, provided sacrifices, and borrowed their power. When I was a boy, I saw totems at the entrance to their villages.
The shadow perched on the pillar... I just don’t know if such an existence can be granted to outsiders?"
When the barbarian elder saw her gesture, he immediately put down what he was holding, walked quickly, and listened quietly. After Ophelia finished speaking, he immediately followed up with a respectful voice:
"Of course this is not possible in normal times. There is only such a guardian spirit in a village, which is very precious and takes a long time to cultivate. However, life in the wilderness is difficult. There are always some small villages and small tribes disappearing, and if their guardian spirits,
If it is preserved by a large tribe, it will be used as a suitable resource and can be exchanged at the right time."
The old man bowed down respectfully. With his white beard fluttering, he looked at Grete with eyes full of gratitude and expectation:
"This kind of exchange often appears at annual gatherings. Warriors who win the first place in competitions and spell casters who are admired by all the elders, even outsiders, may obtain such gifts. Sir, at the annual gathering
It’s the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and it will arrive in just over a month. If you are interested, we are willing to show you the way.”
"Then what are you waiting for?" Before Gretel could answer, Cerela had already jumped up, eager to try:
"Go! Gretel, you go, and I'll go too! Let's pick a good one!"
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