Age of Adepts

Vasero.

A luxurious secret room located on the second floor of the midship.

Greem sat at the desk in the corner of the bedroom, silently flipping through the book of filth and darkness by the light from the small lighting crystal.

The Book of Dirty Darkness is indeed Greem's soul weapon, especially after devouring the holy book of wisdom, it possesses a strange and incomparable wisdom attribute. Greem now flips through this book of filth and darkness every day, reads and forcibly memorizes the contents inside.

And when he flipped through the pages, the content presented on the pages was different every time.

Most of the time, it is just a sentence or two without thinking, and sometimes there are even strange runes and strange spells... After chip analysis, it is preliminarily judged that these are broken fragments of some kind of high-level knowledge.

On the whole, these fragments of knowledge are all fragmented, even upside down, out of order, and mixed with a lot of specific knowledge of different planes and various errors. Ordinary wizards want to analyze the really useful content from it, it is simply looking for a needle in a haystack, the difficulty can be imagined.

However, with the help of a chip, Greem doesn't need to slowly decipher and analyze these chaotic knowledge by himself, but only needs to memorize them forcibly and store them in the chip database. As for the follow-up sorting and analysis, it is all done by the chip.

Therefore, after reading this filthy and dark book like a hypnotic book for a long time, he still gained a lot.

And such a terrifying reading experience is also a moderate exercise for his mental strength.

Therefore, in the long time after obtaining the Book of Darkness, Greem did three unshakable things every day: meditation, reading, and witchcraft experiments.

In many cases, eating, sleeping, and entertainment, which are essential activities for ordinary humans, are already dispensable for high-level wizards. They can even go without eating, drinking, or sleeping for several months, busy with their own mysterious and mysterious witchcraft experiments.

Only when the mental strength is really unbearable, will you take a nap to recover the fatigue accumulated in the spirit and body.

Many high-level wizards have even changed their own energy cycle, using high-purity energy crystals to replace the cumbersome and primitive feeding and digestive systems.

For them, all the enjoyment and happiness in the world are so insignificant that they can even be ignored directly.

The majesty of the secular emperor who lashes out at Fang Qiu, dropping thousands of heads in a single word; at the resplendent and extravagant banquet, the memorable wine and wine, the bold and unrestrained beautiful lady who shakes her fan, pure and lovely like a deer The shy girl, the peerless treasures from all corners of the world, the flattery and admiration of the nobles who are full of flattery and flattery...

Everything, for them, is not as delightful and intoxicating as any slight improvement and progress in their own witchcraft experiments.

Their life trajectories have deviated from the cognitive scope and height of ordinary people, and they have become a group of ascetics who recognize the world clearly and pursue knowledge and truth.

If the middle and low-level wizards are just a group of little moles struggling in the world of the plane, then the high-level wizards have experienced the colorfulness of the different planes, the weirdness and splendor of the outside world, and after experiencing the baptism of the endless star sea storm, The angle and level of their view of life, the world, and power have already transcended the constraints of the plane, and they can almost be regarded as another life form at a different latitude from the middle and low-level wizards.

The ants will be very happy for finding a drop of honey, but at this time, the male lion has already climbed to the top of the high cliff, and is full of pride and pride towards the world and the thousands of weak lives in it. roar.

The difference in life, strength, and structure creates a different life!

Even if an ant is forced to be placed in the position of a lion, can its feeble eyesight see the herd of deer galloping tens of miles away... Can its tiny strength resist the oncoming savage wind? ... Faced with all this, is it afraid to die or live, or is it full of pride that the earth is under control...

All this is unknown and known at the same time!

Greem can have the current achievements, of course, there is the ideological advantage of traveling through the soul, and there is a strong support of the chip. However, in the final analysis, most of the credit should still be attributed to Greem's strict self-discipline and strong sense of crisis.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid I can't hold back the restlessness and hunger in my heart, I can't wait to enjoy the hearty power of the power, and I can't wait to taste the beauties of all kinds...

Level 4 wizard is already the top power in the plane!

If you don't enjoy it at this time, when will you enjoy it?

And with the dazzling titles of Level 4 Wizard, Super Powerhouse, and Legendary Wizard, even the most beautiful girls or witches will flatter you and be obedient to you... Let me ask, without a strong heart, Without a strong will, who can resist the temptation of all kinds of charms?

But Greem did it.

There is a small porthole on the side of the ship's side, just above the desk.

At this time, the night was dark, and the huge moon disk hanging high in the sky scattered bright silver moonlight, reflecting on Greem through the porthole.

For some reason, today's moonlight is a bit hazy, with a hint of charm.

Greem raised his head to look at Mingyue, and vaguely felt a wave of law fluctuations.

Before he could react, the scene and color in front of him suddenly darkened. In the cabin, the light and shadow floated, and the colorful mist dispersed. Two coquettish girls who were dressed in soft tulle and had the best figures and appearances appeared out of thin air, and began to sing and dance.

Immediately, a beautiful and mysterious woman stepped out from the depths of the mist and slowly appeared in front of Greem.

A light veil was covered on her face, covering her beautiful and coquettish face, only revealing a pair of impressive sea blue eyes, and a transparent rhombic crystal was inlaid on her forehead, shining a dark and deep light. Strange luster.

On her body, there is overflowing with that unforgettably strange law fluctuation.

She is a witch, and she is also a fourth-order witch who has mastered the power of powerful laws!

How did the other party sneak into the Vasero?

A hint of confusion rose in Greem's heart, and he couldn't help but look around quietly.

Sure enough, only three strange witches with mysterious origins and himself remained in the whole scene. And everything else is rapidly fading and disappearing...

The floor, the wooden table, the barn wall, the big bed, the two pots of green plants placed in the corner... everything is hazy and feathered, and then exploded into colorful smoke, making the whole space even more hazy and illusory.

Greem tried to call the chip, but there was no response.

He immediately realized that this place was no longer the original material world, and his spiritual consciousness was dragged into a special spiritual illusion by the other party using some means.

And the most suspicious thing is of course the strange law ripples in the opponent's body that are constantly oscillating!

"You are Greem! Sure enough, you are not afraid of death. You have been injured so badly, yet you dare to come out and run around..." The beautiful witch's cherry lips parted slightly, and she looked gentle and gentle on the outside, but the words she could say But it is extraordinarily frightening: "Aren't you afraid that you will die halfway?"

Greem kept scanning his surroundings, calling his power several times in succession, but he couldn't even ignite a small flame. It's as if this void has been completely controlled by the enemy, not even a trace of flame energy.

However, the law of fire is not affected by time, space and illusions. It gathers and appears around Greem's body, condensing into a layer of four-color witchcraft protection.

Seeing the law flames suddenly appearing around Greem, the beautiful witch giggled and said, "I said, why are you so courageous? It turns out that you are relying on the power of laws!"

Immediately, her beautiful pupils glanced at Greem a few times, and couldn't help admiring: "A young wizard who has just been promoted for less than two hundred years can push the power of law to such a level, but it It's admirable. However, if you only have this little strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out of this dream alive today..."

"Dream?" Greem was slightly taken aback.

To be honest, he always thought that the other party had played some tricks to pull his spiritual consciousness into a certain illusion. But hearing what the other party said, it seems that this place is not an illusion, but a dream.

Doesn't that mean that the self in reality is creating a dream?

Greem smiled slightly, took a step forward, stretched out his hands, and began to call for his weapons.

In the next second, the brilliance was brilliant, and the Book of Dirty Darkness emerged from the left hand with a deep black light. But the right hand is still empty, and there is no shadow of the fire coral witch staff.

It seems that this dream has cut off all spiritual connections between him and the outside world. Except for the book of filth and darkness, which belongs to his own soul armament, which cannot be isolated, the rest of the equipment and weapons are not aware of his inappropriateness, so they cannot be realized. Out.

"Soul Armament?" The beautiful witch was stunned again: "Unexpectedly, in addition to the power of law, you actually have such a high-level soul armament in your hand. That's okay, then let's have a serious fight in this dream. Bar!"

After saying that, the beautiful witch took a step back, and the colorful mist around her suddenly surged up, completely covering her figure. At the same time, the two beautiful girls who were singing and dancing were smiling coquettishly as they slowly approached Greem.

Inexplicably, a piercing murderous intent penetrated to the depths of the soul spread...

But in reality, Greem, who was sitting upright, was still sitting at the wooden table, holding the non-existent Book of Obscurity in his hands, his eyes were dull and scattered, and there was a strange soft snoring sound from his nostrils.

The bright moon in the sky is still so bright and beautiful.

But this empty cabin was filled with a chilling murderous intent!