Chapter fifty-ninth dark camp (two chapters in one
Chapter 59: Secret Camp (two chapters in one, please vote)
The setting sun shines in the evening, and the red rays seem to turn the rooftops of the city into a sea of fire. The market gradually disperses, the merchants return home, the gurgling stream calms down from the children's play, the cattle, sheep and cattle are circling.
The birds chirping in the woods make the city of Munich seem extremely peaceful and peaceful in the evening.
The room was quiet. Roy calmed down and released his senses.
The perception spreads out boundlessly and merges with the breath of heaven and earth. With the ups and downs of breathing, gradually, the energy of heaven and earth begins to become turbulent. A wave of energy is like a wave, slowly washing away every cell of the body's skin.
Soak it into your body little by little.
Soon, the fluctuations in the energy of the world began to become violent. Just like a storm approaching the seaside, wave after wave of tide crashed on the rocks on the shore. At this time, Roy's breathing also became longer.
It takes an average of three minutes to complete a breath.
This kind of breathing rhythm was obtained by Roy through repeated pondering and practice during countless meditations.
Meditate for a hundred breaths at a time. The rhythm of breathing has a great impact on meditation.
If you breathe too fast, the momentum of the energy of heaven and earth will become fierce and difficult to control. At the same time, the body's ability to absorb energy will also be reduced. If you breathe too slowly, the body's various functional indicators will decline, thus affecting the body's
Source force operation and energy transformation.
And the current breathing rhythm allows Roy to maintain a balance, neither fast nor slow, and steadily improve.
If there were other magics nearby, they would be shocked by this young man's subtle control ability. This kind of balance ability, like walking on a tightrope, is completely beyond the scope of magicians at this level, even some Sun Magisters and even
It is also difficult for the sage of the sky to do it.
But Roy did it naturally. It was as simple as eating and drinking.
The cells all over his body are absorbing the spiritual power from the energy of heaven and earth to the maximum extent. His source power is running at the maximum speed, converting spiritual power into magic power. And all of this is completely kept within reach.
Within the scope of control. It is like walking on the edge of a cliff. It seems that if you take one wrong step, you will fall, but this step is never wrong.
Breathe in and out.
After ten breaths, the intensity of the energy tide of heaven and earth has exceeded the level that Roy can bear. At this time, the vortex of the incarnation of the ruling spirit also appeared in Roy's sea of consciousness like an old friend, replacing him.
He blocked the impact of the excess energy surge.
Because he was in the spiritual world of the Fantasy Tower, the energy tide Roy encountered during meditation was ten times greater than usual. Of course, the spiritual power contained in the energy was also ten times richer than in other places.
If the spiritual power pill is compared to a glass of water, then the spiritual power world of the Fantasy Tower is a huge swimming pool.
The spiritual power pill may also contain toxins that are difficult to remove. Taking large amounts will have a great negative impact on the body and future practice. However, the spiritual power world of the Fantasy Tower is completely pure. These spiritual powers are naturally emitted by all things in the world.
A collection of pure energy without any impurities. No matter how much it is absorbed, it is beneficial and harmless.
This principle is the same for everyone. The Magic Academy is established within the spiritual world of the Fantasy Tower, and it is also because of this. But the difference between Roy and others is that the energy that others can arouse when meditating is only
It's just as large as wind and fog, but he is the tide in the sea of consciousness that is more terrifying than a tsunami!
It was like we were in the same treasure house. Others were grabbing it with their hands and carrying it in their pockets, but he led a team with shovels and a giant freight carriage. This was no longer competition, but robbery!
However, Roy felt that he was a little unjust.
Although he absorbed more spiritual energy than some high-level magicians, he alone would not be able to significantly reduce the spiritual energy level of the fantasy tower.
Speaking of it, the culprit was naturally the vortex of the incarnation of the Lord of Judgment. Almost ninety-nine percent of the energy of the world was swallowed up by this big belly that could never be fed. Moreover, Roy found that this guy was also particularly picky.
Ever since he devoured abundant spiritual energy in the Illusion World Tower a few times before, this guy would always look listless and reluctant to move around in other places.
This drove Roy extremely crazy.
When meditating, learning from the sword spirit is naturally an indispensable part.
Whenever Roy's breathing rhythm stabilizes, the body's transformation of spiritual power becomes a natural norm. No special attention is needed. The emergence of the vortex will filter out the energy that exceeds his load capacity, making him different.
Worry about being distracted from fighting the energy of heaven and earth.
At this time, Roy's consciousness would follow the whirlpool and enter the world of judgment. Enter that vast world, fight side by side with the sword spirit in that lifeless city.
Roy has never understood what kind of world the world in the ruling is. Is it a dream, a part of the real world, nothingness, or a certain plane that exists in endless time and space.
In this world, everything is so real.
Every pain of injury, every touch of the sword piercing the body of the demons, the sky, the ground, the city, the evil smiles of the demons and their increasingly empty eyes when they died. Everything made me feel...
Roy couldn't believe that this was just an illusory world that existed in the ruling.
The longer he stayed in this world, the stronger he felt the reality of this world. It was so strong that he couldn't even tell which side was the real real world, nor could he tell where he was born and grew up.
It was as if he had been fighting here, experiencing death again and again, and coming back to life again and again. As if this kind of life was a matter of course, and Borabel and the city of Munich were just his dreams.
Roy may be the person with the most secrets in the Land of Redemption, but he is also the person with the most questions.
At the same time, he is also a very curious person.
He wanted to know what his parents were like; he wanted to know the life and death of his grandfather William; he wanted to know why the Sinner Knights were convicted and had to fight the demons at Farrington Fortress for three hundred years; he also wanted to know,
Who was behind the tragedy on the Frost River fourteen years ago?
Every time he thinks about these questions, he feels like a cat scratching his heart. However, no matter how strong his curiosity is, he must endure it because he is too weak. Just like a sheep, if he wants to ask a lion a question, it is best to
The end result is that he lost his life after getting the answer.
Roy's patience and forbearance have been very good since he was a child. If it were any other person, he would have to go to the river to catch fish at the age of three, dig out the wolf's den at the age of four, and have to rely on himself in the ice and snow at the age of five.
Only by setting traps and hunting can he have food, so his patience will be as good as Roy's.
At the age of five, Roy knew the limits of his strength, so it was not until the age of eight that he killed his first large prey without relying on a trap.
And now, compared with those enemies hidden in the fog, he is even more vulnerable than the five-year-old boy who walked alone in the Warcraft Mountains twelve years ago. He knows very well that only when he has enough strength
, is the time to ask your own questions.
Before that, he could only endure it and hide his curiosity deeply.
However, this does not include adjudication.
It can be said that the world of judgment belongs to him and only him.
Although every time he came here, he would either fight with the Ax Spirit on the top of the mountain all night, or follow the Sword Spirit as he walked step by step along the city's long streets, and even couldn't even walk around. But in his heart,
, this place is very much like a small tree hole he found when he was a child in a jungle where wild beasts were infested by wind and snow.
This is his harbor, a place where he can feel warm, safe, and imaginative, and where he can even die and still live.
And this is the only secret that he can explore at this moment to satisfy his curiosity without causing any consequences!
Endless energy from heaven and earth poured into Roy's sea of consciousness. Wave after wave.
Roy followed behind Sword Spirit, walking forward step by step, using blood and death to experience the true meaning of battle in the battle of life and death. As the wounds on his body became more and more, the wounds in his body in reality
The magic power also transformed with the spiritual power pouring into the body, and gradually approached the five thousand magic code mark.
In the sea of consciousness, the vortex of judgment was spinning crazily, and vaguely, there were a few winding and twisted lightnings emerging in the gray-black vortex.
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Gustas stood at his office window and watched Roy walk into the shabby dormitory building C.
Although since the start of school, the dean of the Munich branch has never said a word to Roy, and has never even come within thirty meters of him. They look like two completely different people.
Related people. However, few people know that Dean Gustas's eyes have never stopped observing this enigmatic young man.
When Roy had a conflict with Klaus and others in Team E; when he followed Kameni into the back mountain for training for the first time; when he competed with Xiang Feng or immersed himself in reading in the library,
Gustas' figure would always appear quietly behind him.
This is the first time Gustas has paid so much attention to a student in the 20 years he has been the dean of the Munich branch.
He handed over all the affairs of the academy to Diarra and ignored him. Moreover, he has not gone to his magic laboratory for a long time. You know, in the past two years, in the magic laboratory
The experiment was almost his only sustenance after he was effectively unemployed.
When people around him politely mentioned his recent abnormality, Gustas just smiled but did not explain.
He is becoming more and more interested in Roy. This interest is even greater than all other things, including magic research, and ranks first.
Therefore, Gustas had already received the news as soon as Roy returned to the academy.
He watched Roy walk in, watched him walk through the campus avenues full of broken sunlight and the dusty training ground, and walked into the dormitory building not far from the Fantasy Tower.
Ever since it was confirmed that Roy had returned to his dormitory, Gustas had never left the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the middle of his office. He stood there, sometimes looking at which old dormitory building should have been repaired long ago.
Then he turned his attention to the top of the Fantasy Tower on the other side.
He just watched and waited quietly, until the setting sun on the horizon had submerged into the distant mountains, leaving only a thin arc of red light on the city wall.
Then, Gustas saw what he wanted to see, and at the same time, he also heard a rush of footsteps and a knock on the door from behind!
"Dean!" Several affairs officers and two magic instructors pushed in the door sweating profusely: "The Fantasy Tower... Something happened to the Fantasy Tower again!"
With these shouts, the tranquility of the office was broken. Later, more people poured in, reporting the same news. For a time, the entire office was drowned in panic.
中.Everyone looks like an ant on a hot pot.
However, everyone's anxious cries and anxious mood did not seem to affect Gustas. It was not until a while later that everyone discovered that the respected dean had been standing quietly in the office from beginning to end.
By the window, he was deaf to everything around him and remained motionless.
However, the expression on his face looked a little weird. It looked like he was smiling, but also like he was gritting his teeth.
"Dean!" The noise gradually died down, and everyone looked at each other, wondering what happened to Gustas.
This is not the first time that the Munich branch’s Fantasy Tower has had problems.
As early as the first day of school, the spiritual power level of the Fantasy Tower suddenly dropped in the evening, all the way down to the part below the top of the tower.
At that time, the entire training camp was in a panic. The magic instructors rushed to the top of the Magic Tower to check the magic gathering array. The logistics officers urgently mobilized magic cores to replenish energy for the Magic Tower. And Diarra even ordered everyone in the Magic Tower to
Everyone came out. But everyone tried every method, but it didn't have the slightest effect.
It was not until several prayers later that the spiritual power level of the fantasy tower stopped declining and returned to normal.
When it was confirmed that the Fantasy Tower was restored, people stopped their useless busyness. At that moment, everyone found that their vests were covered in cold sweat.
Afterwards, everyone carefully inspected the Fantasy Tower. However, no problem was found after repeated inspections. Just when everyone attributed it to an accidental spiritual power fluctuation, unexpectedly, the next day,
The same weird scene happened again.
This time, no one took action. Because they wanted to take action, but they didn’t know where to start. The magic circle on the spiritual level has always been guarded by magic teachings, and it operates completely normally. As for the practitioners in the fantasy tower,
On the pretext of maintenance, they all were invited out.
On this day, the abnormality and recovery of the Fantasy Tower were exactly the same as on the first day. After a few prayers, the spiritual power layer of the Fantasy Tower stabilized again and climbed upward again.
In the following days, the same problem would appear in the Fantasy Tower from time to time.
The only difference is that the time when the problem occurs is different every time. Sometimes it is early in the morning, sometimes it is training time in the morning, and sometimes it becomes late at night. Moreover, the degree of decline of the magic tower's spiritual power layer is also different.
When it is small, it will drop below the top of the tower. When it is small, it will drop to a height of about one meter.
After going back and forth like this, the teachers were almost tortured and collapsed.
You must know that the reason why the three major training camps have become holy places in the hearts of all combat professionals must go to the Phantom Tower.
This magic tower, whose construction method has been lost for a long time, possesses magical power. The efficiency of practicing in the magic tower is much higher than that in other places. Moreover, because of the interconnection of magic towers in various places, students can gain a lot of experience in the fantasy world.
The combat experience far exceeds what can be obtained on the training ground.
Originally, the first training camp only opened 200 fantasy tower rooms due to financial constraints. For a training camp with more than 3,000 students, these rooms are barely enough. But now, due to the fantasy tower
A large amount of spiritual power was lost, and the amount of magic cores consumed increased so much that even two hundred rooms could not be saved. In the following days, the highest number of open rooms in the academy was one hundred, and the lowest number was only sixty.
Although the Illusion Tower points required to enter the Illusion Tower are more precious than real money and silver, and civilian students cannot enter the Illusion Tower twice a year. However, there are still many people in the academy who can enter the Illusion Tower. Especially those who can enter the Illusion Tower.
Those aristocratic students who had received a large number of points rewards and were accustomed to training in the Fantasy Tower were even more complaining about this. As time went by, some students even began to discuss with their families about transferring to the other two training camps.
Everyone is anxious because of their eyesight. However, in order to avoid the exhaustion of spiritual power and the bankruptcy of the college, the Fantasy Tower cannot be fully opened. And more importantly, until now, everyone has not been able to find out what happened to the Fantasy Tower.
Question. This is the most critical thing. After all, for any academy, the Fantasy Tower is a top priority that cannot be lost. Whether it is the main tower or the auxiliary tower, losing any one of them is a disaster.
Especially the current Munich branch is originally ranked last among the major branches of the first training camp. If it loses the Magic Tower again, let alone the competition with the second and third training camps, it is just a joke. I am afraid that even the existence of the entire academy will
There is no reason anymore. How can this make everyone not anxious?
But just when everyone was racking their brains to find the problem with the fantasy tower, two days ago, the fantasy tower suddenly returned to normal. Not only was the spiritual power not lost, but the spiritual power consumed before was still under the operation of the magic gathering array.
Slowly made up for it.
At this time, the teachers were all ecstatic. They thought that the Fantasy Tower was finally freed from that inexplicable strange phenomenon. Today is the fourth day of returning to normal, and everyone is also discussing whether to open more doors tomorrow.
room. After all, in a while, it will be the preliminary round of the training camp challenge. At this time, the outstanding students who are capable of participating in the competition need the help of the Magic Tower to improve their strength.
But who would have thought that while everyone was still discussing it in full swing, something went wrong with the fantasy tower again.
Moreover, the worst thing now is that it is not just the fantasy tower that has problems, but also the respected dean.
For a moment, everyone stared blankly at Gustas with a strange expression on his face, thinking to himself, is the dean already confident, or is he already confused?
Or... he's gone crazy?
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"It is indeed this boy!"
Gustas roared in his heart. He had to work hard to control himself in order to remain calm in front of the teachers instead of jumping up immediately and leading a group of teacher thugs into Roy's room, spending a week
Catch the little bastard from the college who earns over 100,000 yuan and beat him up!
Ever since the first loss of the spiritual power layer of the Fantasy Tower, Gustas suspected that he was in love with Roy.
However, the injury that Roy suffered in the battle with Xiang Feng that day deceived him. He did not believe that Roy, who was injured like that, would do other things besides recuperate from his injuries.
In the next few days, Guristas used his huge perception as a sage of the sky to sense the loss of the spiritual power of the phantom tower. But in the end, he only confirmed that the spiritual power of the phantom tower was lost in the spiritual world.
Except for that, he found nothing. At that time, he once again set his sights on Roy.
Although it made no sense, his intuition told him that there was something wrong with that kid!
Sure enough, after carefully observing the relationship between Roy and the loss of spiritual power in the Fantasy Tower, Guristas grasped the time connection. He found that when the Fantasy Tower had problems, Roy must have been there.
There is a dormitory located within the spiritual world. As long as he is not around, the Fantasy Tower will be fine.
Only Gustas knows about this matter. After all, in this college, it is impossible for anyone other than him to put all their energy into an ordinary freshman and control his every move.
And connect it with the Fantasy Tower.
A few days ago, Roy left the academy. Just as Gustas expected, during these few days, the Fantasy Tower was as normal as his famous appetite.
And today, as soon as that kid returned to the academy, the spiritual power of the Fantasy Tower began to drain away rapidly again!
Now, even if Gustas is an idiot, he can be sure that Roy is the culprit!
"What should I do?" Gustas was extremely entangled and struggling in his heart. His face was sunny and cloudy, cloudy and sunny, sometimes blue and sometimes white again.
In the corner of the office behind him, there is a golem for testing.
That was exactly when Roy punched out the seven-color gifted golem when he and Kameni were individually assessed. However, at that time, Kameni was so angry that he slammed the door and left, but he discovered that the golem was
After it started up normally, I moved it to my office.
To be honest, Gustas didn't want to admit the fact that Roy had the talent of the Seven Color Knight. It was too absurd, too unbelievable, and it made him sad. As a magician, he hoped that Roy could do magic.
the way.
However, the reality is really before me.
A knight with seven colors of talent! In front of this precious little guy, even Augustus is a scumbag!
Gustas was so entangled that he even wanted to bang his head against the wall. He wanted to find someone to give him an idea, but no one could talk about this matter. Once it was leaked, Gustas would be gone without him.
What happened to Si? Moreover, it is also a great threat to Roy's safety.
He is just a little civilian, and it would be too easy to destroy him.
Magician or knight?
This issue is already confusing enough, but what's even more confusing now is that that kid actually had the idea of a fantasy tower.
Looking at the rapidly declining level of spiritual power, Gustas felt pain from the tip of his heart to every piece of fat in his body. He would consume more than 100,000 gold coins of magic core in a week. For someone who was already so poor that he was about to pawn his pants.
For him, it was no different from cutting his flesh with a knife over an open flame.
From this point of view, it seemed that he should arrest the kid immediately.
But from another perspective, this kid is obviously meditating and practicing magic. If he can spend hundreds of thousands of gold to help him go further on the path of magic, it would be worthwhile.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that he should pretend to know nothing.
But there's more... That boy, not only does he practice magic, he also insists on becoming a knight and cultivating both magic and martial arts. This is simply a waste of his talent!
That being said, he should still deal with that kid.
Also, now that Kameni is ignoring Roy, Roy may be in a painful period of choice. If he had already embarked on the path of magic and he tried to deal with him, wouldn't he be pushing him away again?
Go back?
From this perspective......
Gustas thought about good things and bad things, bad things and good things again. He was struggling in his heart.
Finally, he made up his mind.
"Okay, let's all disperse. I will handle this matter." He turned around and said to the teachers.
Everyone couldn't believe their ears and stared at him blankly.
After a while, some of the teachers from Diarra's line looked at each other and were all happy. Diarra, who had just walked to the door because of this incident, turned around and left after being bitten on the ear in a low voice.
The crux of this matter was never found. Even the headquarters knew about it and was preparing to send people down. At this time, no one could be found to take responsibility. Since Guristas is willing to take it on his own, let him take it on himself.
It’s done. Problems with a treasure like Huanta are not something that can be easily overcome!
The crowd slowly dispersed. When the heavy brown wooden door was closed tightly, Gustas walked to the desk and sat down.
There were only two people left in the room.
Two old men. One was named Steve and the other was named Hough.
In the first training camp, these two people do not hold any positions, do not teach, and are not responsible for the management of any training camp or magic academy. They are just one of the many teachers in the first training camp.
However, the old man who has followed Gustas for more than ten years knows that Gustas, who is short and fat and has a kind face, is definitely not as easy to deal with as he looks on the outside. And these two old instructors are definitely not what they are.
The plain identity looks so simple.
Perhaps in the eyes of most people, Diarra is the de facto controller of this college. But in fact, he controls the parts that Gustas let go, those things on the surface of the Munich branch.
And hidden under the antique buildings of this branch that has been established for more than 80 years are the roots laid down by generations of deans.
That is the true heritage of the academy!
Until Diarra truly understands this truth, he will never be able to truly control this place.
"Gustas, what are you..." Hof, who had a long white beard, turned his gaze from the closed door to Gustas' face, half-squinting.
Asked with eyes closed.
"I know what I'm doing." Gustas waved his hand, opened the desk drawer, and placed a magic pattern card on the table.
Seeing this card, Steve and Hoff looked at each other in surprise. Of course they knew this card, because they each had one in their hands.
This is the permission card for the "Dark Camp" of Tongtong Academy.
Except for a few of them, all the teachers in the college are gone. Among them, Mr. Diarra, the rising vice-president, is also included.
"Boy, you're lucky!" Gustas gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.
At 2 o'clock, it's finally finished, go to bed. Let's vote, brothers, all the monthly votes and recommendation votes are needed!