Indescribable tarot cards

"About the choice of rituals in actual combat..."

Under the illumination of the starry lamp above his head, Sartre was dipping his quill in ink and writing scratchily on the paper.

He recorded the several battles he encountered during this outing, and also immediately attached his thoughts and considerations at the time.

The teacher's research results need to be filled with a large number of practical cases, and also require massive selection and analysis, from which classic cases can be found and included in possible future teaching materials.

This can be regarded as the contribution that he, a student, can make to his teacher.

At this time, of course, he successfully passed the advancement ceremony, successfully condensed his own tarot cards, and obtained the first talisman inscription in his life.

Just this talisman inscription...

Thinking of the talisman inscription, he couldn't help but feel the extraordinary aura and transformed it.

This is an extremely complicated talisman and inscription, and the whole is composed of blue filaments. However, precisely because the filaments are thin and complicated, this talisman and inscription looks like a messy steel ball at first glance.

That's right, this is a three-dimensional talisman inscription...

When other people's talisman and inscriptions were flat, Sartre had to accept his three-dimensional talisman and inscription.

Until now, he has not been able to discover what kind of abilities this talisman inscription can provide him.

According to other people's experience, the ability of this talisman inscription should be confirmed from the beginning...

But he could only simply feel that it could increase his level of perception, allowing him to vaguely grasp the pulse of certain fates.

Under the bright light, his talisman and inscription shimmered. As long as the angle was slightly changed, the talisman and inscription would change into another image in Sartre's field of vision.

Rather than saying that it is a sigil inscription, Sartre prefers to believe that it is the product of countless sigil inscriptions.

While looking at his talisman inscriptions, he rubbed the white and silver extraordinary card in his hand, patiently comparing the differences between the talisman inscriptions.

Yes, he was indeed unable to use the extraordinary card given to him by the teacher, and Julian finally rejected his offer to return the card and only asked him to accept the extraordinary card.

Because he has only just entered the Silver level and has not completely stabilized the realm, his soul has not yet been completely integrated with this talisman inscription.

At the moment, this talisman inscription is only temporarily stored in his body.

However, this is not the reason why Sartre is lazy and does not work hard to consolidate his realm, but that his soul seems unable to accommodate this three-dimensional talisman inscription...

"The teacher seems to have given too many resources..." Sartre whispered, "He also mobilized the power of the Tower of Stars. I'm afraid I have to go to the library to see how to solve this problem."

Being kept in the dark by his teacher, he naturally didn't realize that his advancement not only consumed all the spiritual materials Julian had prepared for him, but also drained three entire layers of starlight from the Star Tower's star pool.

Let alone the entire Star Tower, I am afraid that there has never been such a precedent in the entire Star Tower records.

No one can have such terrifying coordination and control to control the starry sky.

No one has such superior conditions and can mobilize the power of the Star Tower to advance for him.

No one can have his knowledge and understanding of destiny...

Just as he was about to continue taking notes, Julian's voice sounded from outside the door: "Sartre, are you there?"

Sartre trembled and stood up from his seat with a roar, almost hitting the starry lantern above his head.

He moved his chair, rushed to the door in a hurry, and shouted in a panic: "Teacher, I'm here."

He opened the door and saw his teacher Julian, wearing a gray robe, standing quietly in front of the door.

Of course he didn't know that his teacher Julian had just come down from the top of the tower, and he certainly didn't know how profound his teacher had left in the history of the Tower of Stars.

"Is there anything going on now?"

"No, teacher, I'm recording the battles we went to Leyden City during this period."

"Then can I go in and have a look?"

"Of course...it's just that teacher, my room is a bit small..." Sartre stammered.

He never thought that his teacher would come into his room one day.

Although he is the apprentice of the Tower Master of the Star Tower and is loved by his teacher, his room is still the same as that of other apprentices. It is just a standard cubicle about ten meters square.

The layout of the house is as expected simple. Two rows of bookshelves occupy the small space. Plus a single bed, a set of tables and chairs, and a wardrobe. In fact, there is really not much space left for guests. many.

However, Julian didn't care about this as he stepped in. He casually glanced at Sartre's bookshelf, browsed the titles marked on the spines, turned to Sartre, who was huddled in the corner, and said, "What are you doing?" Have you started paying attention to cultists?”

On the bookshelf, the spines of many books are marked with the time they were borrowed, which was in the past few days.

Most of these newly borrowed books are "Detailed Explanation of Cultists", "Analysis and Summary of Cult Atmosphere", "History of the Development of Cultists" and "Overview of Cultists (Updated Edition)". books.

Sartre murmured, "Isn't this an outing? I want to get to know the cultists first."

"Maybe you shouldn't go to Leyden City." Julian explained his little calculation in an understatement. Before Sartre could respond, he continued: "Sartre, I know, that was your choice. I didn't mean to I’m trying to dissuade you, but maybe you can bring your juniors with you.”

"But teacher, this is unfair to him. He should stay in the tower and study..."

"So, that's just maybe." Julian took a deep look at Sartre, "Sartre, you have to understand that you are my student."

"I..." A certain person with insufficient confidence still doesn't know what an earth-shattering thing he has done.

"Okay, let's talk about it. Don't you want to record the battle during this period?" Julian looked at Sartre's evasive eyes, sighed secretly, and changed the subject.

Only at this time did Sartre regain some confidence, "Teacher, your thoughts and ideas should be right. In actual combat, I have used many methods including 'Eye of the Star', 'Forbidden Star' and so on. The ceremony has been successfully held while reducing the ritual process and the demand for spices, but the only difficulty is that the control of spices and the mastery of the ceremony are always difficult..."

At this point, he hesitated, considered his words, and then said: "Teacher, I'm afraid your idea needs further improvement. Judging from the current situation, it is a little difficult to reduce the process of the ceremony and other necessary requirements."

Well, it would be a little difficult for someone who controls the third level of the Star Tower as a bronze-level person.

It is obvious, then, that this difficulty is indeed a little bit more difficult for other people.