Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

The skeleton fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

The flying knife that was originally stuck in his body and formed a large pile of bone spurs also fell down. Alka walked over and picked up the flying knife.

Looked carefully.

"I didn't expect it to work wonders at this time." This is the attack method that Aka just suddenly thought of.

He didn't expect it to have such a serious impact on the skeleton, which was also a skeleton.

A large number of bone spurs protruded from the gaps in the skull, completely blocking the body movements of his upper body.

Otherwise, more effort will be spent on this level.

The environment changes again.

Alka returned to the hall.

The number on the gate in front of you shows the symbol of five.

Looking at the sign on the door, Alka was thinking, should he continue to the next level for the trial?

According to speculation, the enemy's strength on the next level should have reached 18 helixes, while he was only 14 helixes.

If placed outside, Alka might still feel that he has the possibility of overcoming the enemy.

But after fighting on these levels, Alka discovered that every enemy here has the possibility of fighting beyond the next level.

Whether it is the combination of spells or offensive skills, it can be said that it is very suitable.

Fortunately, Alka's only comfort may be that the enemies here do not have the treasure.

As long as these enemies have a treasure in their hands, he won't be able to play with it.

Although the spell effect displayed by the skeleton just faced is already of the top level, like a spell derived from a treasure.

But after all, it is not as powerful as mastering the treasure.

The spell that the skeleton mastered just now coupled with his attack methods, if he is not careful, even the person who has mastered a treasure.

There is also a high possibility of dying in his hands.

Think about it.

Alka decided to continue to the next level.

After all, I have mastered two treasures. Even if I can predict the enemies on the next level, they are definitely targeting my type.

But as long as you don't have the treasure, you can accept it and have a certain chance of defeating it.

And if he was really in danger of death, he could leave by admitting defeat.

Thinking this, Alka pushed the door open forcefully.

As the state returned to perfection, Alka entered inside.

The scenery that appeared in front of him did not appear to be disadvantageous to him as Alka thought.

It is a circular stone platform with railings surrounding the edges.

It's not like an arena.

On the contrary, it's a bit like a training ground.

In front of him was a middle-aged man wearing slim-fitting gray clothes.

His facial expression and facial features look very ordinary, and you wouldn't have any impression of him if you were thrown into a crowd.

He just put his hands behind his back and looked at Alka.

After watching Alka turn her attention to him, he nodded slightly.

"Hello Trialist, I am the instructor of this Trial Tower, and I will be your opponent from now on."

Can you speak and communicate?

Alka frowned, then why did those enemies just show no possibility of communication?

There has been a change at this level?

"Why can you communicate? Is there anything different between this layer and other layers?"

Faced with Alka's problem.

The middle-aged man opposite who calls himself an instructor is very patient.

Said: "Because this level is the limit that your strength can face, and the previous levels are below your strength.

If you can't even clear levels that are lower than yours in strength, then naturally you don't need an instructor to adjust your fighting methods.

And if you pass the level, this tower will decide whether it needs adjustment by the instructor based on your previous fighting style to help you better master your own power. "

"That's it. Thank you for your answer."

Alka nodded and said after listening, it seems that this is the real training ground.

This is the place that is truly called the Tower of Trials.

Breaking through yourself and making progress is not something you can do alone, the Tower of Trials will help you.

"You're welcome."

As he spoke, the instructor in front of him looked at him and said, "Do you position yourself as a long-range spell caster? A trickster?"

Alka nodded, that was indeed how he positioned himself.

At the same time, form transformation is performed through simulation to take into account more aspects.

Seeing Alka nodding, the instructor in front of him shook his head.

"Then you don't seem to be behaving very well. If you just avoid it, it can be considered deceitful."

One sentence directly made Alka feel a little embarrassed on the spot.

Because this sentence is indeed true. His favorite thing to do in battle is to keep distance and then attack.

Or switch to the dream state of Death to engage in melee combat.

There is no problem with that, the problem is that there is no deception at all.

The only deceptive moves are the mirror maze and the coordination with the realm of travel.

The instructor said nothing more, but raised his hand and tickled Alka.

"Attack me and use your strongest strength."

Do you look down on people so much?

Now that he has said this, Alka is no longer polite. After all, this is a place of trial.

Without hesitation, start directly in front of the mirror.

A maze of mirrors instantly surrounded the entire stone platform.

And the instructor just stood in the maze.

"Does this thing consume a lot of magic power?"

"Not much." Alka's voice came from all directions.

It seems like a lot, but for Alka, who has a mirror, this consumption is acceptable.

After hearing this, the instructor said nothing more and just stood there and closed his eyes.

"The surface of the mirror is attached with a spell that blocks detection, um... but it's too rough.

The mirror maze is just used to deceive vision, but it is not suitable for many creatures, is it not?

And what if the enemy you face doesn't use your eyes to see? "

A card made of mirrors flew towards the instructor in an arc from the rear corner.

A magic bullet as small as a finger flew out and hit the card accurately.

There is nothing praiseworthy about this magic bullet except its speed. After accurately hitting the card, the card instantly tilted and lost much kinetic energy, and fell to the ground erratically.

More cards are flying from all directions.

The flight paths of these cards are not straight lines, but various arcs, which seem to be difficult to prevent.

"The multi-angle attack and the weird flying angle are really good for an enemy. Such offensive skills are worthy of praise."

Faced with such an attack, the instructor gave up the method of hitting them all with magic bullets. He raised his hand and waved vigorously.

The magic power flew out.

A strange scene appeared.

All the cards suddenly swayed in the air, as if they had been blown by a strong wind, losing their original flight trajectory and falling crookedly everywhere.

"The technique of shaking the air with magic power is cheap and easy to learn.

If you know some wind-related spells, this trick will be easier to crack.

There are too many disadvantages. "

After praising Alka's attack, he followed it up with a wave of belittling.

He talked about both the advantages and disadvantages.

Then a magic bullet appeared in his hand, and an unknown simple spell was attached to the magic bullet.

Throw it out gently.

The spell was thrown high into the sky and then instantly flew towards the place where Alka was hiding.

It suddenly accelerated as it flew away.

It slammed into Alka.

Fortunately, Alka remained vigilant and rolled to the side to avoid the attack.

"A very simple [guidance] spell that even a child can learn."

Children 30,000 years ago were different from children today.

Alka complained silently.

Then the instructor opened his hands directly, and magic bullets were condensed and floated to his head.

Then he quickly hit the place where Alka was.

Densely connected into a straight line.

This Alka had to go through the mirror and quickly travel to avoid it.

"There is obviously a better solution? Why do we have to use travel? This kind of avoidance consumes a lot of magic power, doesn't it?"

The instructor's various questions affected Alka's thoughts.

But tell the truth.

Alka felt that he was right, but these words obviously could not affect his thoughts.

The intensity is too low.

There is indeed a better way, if calculated using magic power.

Whether it's summoning a mirror to block it, or turning into a dream death to blink.

It will consume less magic power than using a mirror to walk through.

"Use your pink mist, they can affect the operation of other magic powers, you just need a little more fine control."

Obviously what the instructor said was different from what Alka understood.

The instructor said, still closing his eyes, sensing his position in a way that Alka could not understand.

The magic bullets thrown into the sky under his control accurately found Alka's position and attacked non-stop.

Alka followed his guidance and dispersed a large amount of pink mist.

After the mist spreads, all the magic bullets were slowed down. This is a function of the pink mist.

"Have you ever wondered what the nature of your pink mist power is?"

As he said that, Alka was still controlling the mist, trying to block the magic bullets flying over.

As the fog slowed down the magic bullet, he was able to dodge in place more calmly.

But this kind of fog operation made the instructor shake his head slightly, it was too rough.

"As a dream king, your manipulation of dream mist is so rough? It seems that you obtained this status through special opportunities.

I hope you work hard, otherwise you will embarrass the kings. "

These words instantly made Alka even more embarrassed. This is an absolutely irrefutable fact.

He could only answer the previous question.

"It's a dream, a dream."

Alka replied while dodging.

"No, it's the true essence."

"Spirit."

"Correct, your magic power has been completely transformed into spiritual attributes. You are a born trickster, so why...you don't seem to have any spiritual-related attacks or spells?"

From here, you can hear great confusion from the instructor.

"..." Alka was a little silent.

He couldn't say that he only discovered the nature of his magic change more than ten days after becoming the Dream God and the Dream King.

He had never paid much attention to the nature of the power of the pink mist before, but only regarded it as some of the powers of the dream catcher.

It was only a dozen days ago that he realized something didn't seem right.

Dreamcatcher's pink mist is completely different from the pink mist after his magic is assimilated.

They also have a spiritual nature, because dreams are the spiritual world.

He only found out about this through the power of the Dream Kings and the bloodline of the Dream Descendants.

The dream is not a dream.

But Dreamcatcher’s pink mist is laced with the rule “Dream Scavenger.”

His magic is just the most essential spirit.

"When you turned into that dream creature, why did you really just use it as a powerful melee weapon?"

"He essentially comes from the same source as your magic, doesn't he? There should have been bigger changes, right?"

"The mirror mask you used can simulate more changes, why not match it well?"

Stop reading it, Master.

The instructor's various language had already made Alka even have no idea of ​​attacking.

He almost scolded him to death and asked all kinds of fatal questions.

There are many problems here, but Alka has actually discovered them, but he just hasn't, or doesn't want to change them yet.

Roots of bad character, as well as other things and hobbies, shared his experience.

And the time is too short, these powers are always obtained by him one after another.

It was too short, and he didn't have the time or energy to fully learn these.

Even if he devoted most of his rest time to reading and learning, it would not be enough.

He has only really entered this industry for a few years.

He spent almost most of his time making the most basic supplements through the books in Lucilia's dream library.

This is what he has to do.

"Your powers are too complicated. Each of them is good individually, but when they are mixed together, it drags you down.

You are too young. Compared with your achievements, your age seems too immature. This is your advantage and also your disadvantage.

I can see that you don't seem to have received this kind of education since childhood. How long have you been in my industry? "

"Hmm... the time is a bit vague, but it should be about 5 years."

"..." After saying these words, the instructor himself fell silent.

"Okay, kid, I take back what I said before. You've done a great job."

“But after that, you have to make a choice, don’t rush, just take your time.

You are no longer a mortal. You have the blood of gods and the power of kings. Time will not leave any more traces on your body. "

This is a true wild genius, and he must be carefully helped to grow.

The instructor's eyes have been opened, and you can even see his eyes twinkling slightly.

He raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers.

The maze of mirrors surrounding him instantly shattered.

"The hardness of each mirror seems to be about the same. You just need to use similar magic power to vibrate around."

He seemed to be showing off.

Alka just stood there and nodded.

"Your power is not systematic and your attacks are unorganized, just like a wild man.

No elders to teach you how to fight? You seem to have no training. "

Hearing what the instructor said, Alka nodded.

"Yes, the fighting methods shown at this stage are just my own random thoughts."

"Hmm..." The instructor pondered. The situation was worse than he thought.

“I don’t quite know what it’s like out there anymore, I can feel some changes.

It seems like what I call normal no longer applies to the outside world, but being stronger isn't a bad thing, is it?

No matter how the world changes, it will always be like this. Everything must be determined by power... Sigh. "

He seems to be more than just an incidental creature of the Tower of Trials.

“But my experience should still apply.”

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Alka, and said seriously: "Remember what I just said, the essence of power is yourself, don't use treasures as a weapon or a tool.

You should get to its essence, study its power, and then take control. "

“You might think it’s useful at this stage, but it’s like waving it around with a knife.

A sharp blade can certainly let you slash enemies with random swings, but why not use a more refined and skillful swing?

In this way he becomes your strength.

It is you who controls the 'blade', not it controlling you. "

Alka nodded, he could understand what the instructor wanted to express.

"The first thing you have to do is to build a deceitful system based on the nature of your magic power. Everything that is alive has a spirit.

This is a great advantage. The essence of your bloodline power is moving in this direction, and you must move in this direction. "

"After you have your own ideas, I will teach you personally and give you some of my opinions the next time you come back."

Saying good night, the instructor looked at Alka and waved.

"You failed. I look forward to your next trial."

The words fell.

Alka disappeared.

Once again, he returned to the place where he entered the Tower of Trials.

"Your result in this trial is to clear level 4. Congratulations." The triangle said floating next to it.

The rest of the people also gathered around.

"How does it feel inside? What kind of trial is it? Psyche? Or battle?"

"Correction, this trial tower specializes in combat. The trial tower used for the soul has been destroyed long ago. It is a pity that I can't let you experience it." Triangle said next to him.

Alka listened to everyone's questions and replied: "How should I say, it's very rewarding, it helped me sort out my thoughts during this period.

I suggest you all give it a try, it's very, very useful. "

Indeed, as the instructor said, his power was too messy and had no main line.

Multiple lines run in parallel, but they cannot assist each other.

I wanted and wanted, but got nothing.

His time didn't allow him to do it, so he had to read like crazy and absorb knowledge to supplement his missing foundation.

He needs to re-plan a better path for his current power system.

Looking forward to the next trial.

Alka decided to stay on this island for a while to straighten out the power system.

And it is rare to find so many suitable enemies like the Tower of Trial that will not endanger life.

But this has to be discussed with everyone.

Let’s wait until they each complete a trial first.

Thinking of Alka like this, he looked at them and said, "How about we discuss our next actions after you all pass it?"

"No problem, I'll do it this time."

Xia Detti said and stood on the teleportation platform.

According to Alka's behavior just now, he raised his left hand and placed it on the stone pillar before disappearing from the spot.

Looking at Xia Detti disappearing, Jason turned to look at Alka and asked.

"How long have you been up there, speaking from your own experience?"

"Probably between 10 and 15 hours." Alka thought for a while and said.

He couldn't tell an accurate time, especially in the tense battle, when he felt that time was speeding up and slowing down.

Especially when he was in the forest, his patience was tested, and that level should have consumed the most of his time.

After answering this question, Alka looked up at the sky.

"It seems that this tower has time-related functions."

He hadn't noticed it when he first came out, but now that Jason asked him, he probably understood the reason for asking this question.

"Yes, it actually only took less than two hours from the time you entered to the time you came out. We were still wondering why you were so fast."

"And you don't seem to be injured? You haven't cleared the level either, so how did you get down?" Julia asked, looking at Alka from the side.

After all, Alka didn't look like he had experienced a battle at all. There were no scars on his body, and it seemed that his physical strength and magic power had not been consumed much.

Hearing this, Alka smiled and briefly told everyone about some of the mechanisms of the tower.

"I see. In other words, the most important thing is to face the level with the same strength as yourself?" Jason said.

Alka nodded.

Only at that level will the instructors help.

"While you are waiting, how about you do me a favor?" The triangle floated next to it and said suddenly.

Look at the eyes turned by everyone.

He explained: "You should also know that the magic concentration of this island is very high, because the structure of the stone tower itself has such ability.

Due to the problems of fragmentation and time, the magic power dispersed and the concentration of the entire environment increased. Those objects that were affected and became alive began to absorb the magic power that robbed the island.

This has had a certain impact on the maintenance of the Tower of Trials. If you don't mind, you can clean up these elemental beings while you wait. "

Hearing this, Alka nodded.

"no problem."

After all, cleaning these elemental beings can also obtain the needed materials, so why not do it.