Before this, the candles in my room were extinguished, and it was dark. I tried to practice some of my extraordinary abilities. "

Colin looked into Derrick's eyes quietly, and said after a dozen seconds: "Unfortunately, what Amon left in his soul was not the main body, and what happened so suddenly, we didn't get the most desired result... �

Before he mutated, did you notice anything abnormal? "

"No." Derrick shook his head quite positively.

Two complex dark green symbols suddenly appeared in Colin's eyes, and Derrick's figure was reflected between them.

After nearly ten seconds of silence, the "Chief" of the City of Silver closed his eyes and said, "Your condition has stabilized and you don't need any further treatment. You can go back."

Derrick was stunned and said: "Okay."

He watched "Demon Hunter" Colin Iliad turn around and enter the room, picked up the pure white sharp straight sword, and checked it over and over again.

He quietly took a breath, walked along the aisle towards the exit, and encountered guards coming one after another on the way.

He walked back home slowly, closed the door, carefully observed his surroundings for a while, sat on the edge of the bed, and recited in a low voice: "A fool who does not belong to this era, you are the mysterious master above the gray mist, you are the one in charge Good Luck King of Yellow and Black."

"I just had a horrible experience..."

Derrick recounted what happened before, and mentioned his two guesses.

After doing all this, he settled down a lot.

And as the tension receded, he felt intensely tired, so he lay down and soon fell asleep.

In the quiet and dim room, bolts of lightning sometimes illuminated everything, and sometimes disappeared into the night.

The sleeping Derrick suddenly flicked his right index finger, and lightly tapped the bed surface leisurely.

One time, two times, three times...

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After the Tarot meeting, due to the high spiritual consumption, Klein did not go to divination the extraordinary characteristics of the "werewolf" and the biotoxin bottle. The light shining through the mist brought a certain amount of light to the room.

Sitting on the chair in front of the desk, Klein calmed down and thought about the things he had to do recently: "The most important thing is to continue summarizing the 'Rules of Magicians' and make adjustments based on the subtle spiritual feedback.

Although the rules such as 'do not perform unprepared', 'need to perform on stage', 'be good at completing the performance in a way that attracts others' attention', are not a problem for the time being, just continue to 'perform' like this, little by little Adjusting myself, sooner or later I will digest the potion to the point where I can be promoted, but this kind of performance is not sufficient, and it also lacks some important 'rules', which will slow down the progress of digestion and make it not thorough enough. Years, or even two, three years to be promoted.

And Ince Zangwill will not stay where he is and wait for me! Only by becoming a high-sequence user as soon as possible can I have the qualifications for revenge!

Therefore, exploring other 'magician' rules is the first priority in the future, starting with verifying whether the 'audience's applause' can leverage one's own spirituality, so as to better digest the potion. "

Just as Klein was meditating, phantom pleadings suddenly sounded in his ears.

Male voice? Mister "The Hanged Man", or little "Sun"? Klein glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window, got up and went into the bathroom next door, locked the door, walked four steps backwards, and came above the gray mist.

In that mysterious space, a majestic ancient palace stood quietly, and illusory male voices echoed layer upon layer.

Klein took a glance and confirmed that the prayer came from the little "sun".

Sitting in the position of "The Fool", he stretched out his right hand, spread his spirituality, and touched the corresponding crimson star.

Suddenly, the prayers became clear enough and well-structured, and Klein quickly figured out what the "sun" was talking about:

The ex-exploration team leader next door to him, who had seen Amon, suddenly lost control, and strangely penetrated the seal, and came to his room. Fortunately, the City of Silver paid enough attention to this and was always on guard, otherwise it would lead to a tragedy. JrNovels.com