Chapter 979
The blank wall, no light source and light can be seen, but there is no dark feeling at all... It is empty, but it does not feel monotonous at all; I raise my arm, but I can’t perceive it at all. To the physical presence.
Because this is Loren’s spiritual palace.
As consciousness gradually detached from the body and moved to the spiritual palace, the appearance of the entire world gradually began to change before his eyes, from a substantial shape to a symbolic existence.
This feeling is very free and refreshing. After leaving the body, there is nothing to limit the existence of one's consciousness; the entire world seems to be like a map, a work of art in front of your eyes, He observes.
But this feeling is also very unreal and illusory; the consciousness of being separated from the body is equivalent to completely exposing oneself to the void, and the loss of restraint and restriction also means loss of protection; once the consciousness exceeds the spiritual Within the scope of palace, there is a danger of being directly driven crazy by the huge amount of information.
Feeling the unfettered body, the black hair wizard walked slowly to one of the white walls, lifted the right hand and gently pressed it, and on the rippling wall like water, a A magical array that occupies the entire white wall.
The complicated pattern, specially divided into two layers with two colors of light purple and blood red, looks like two ring locks, exuding an indeterminate meaning.
Even through the magic array, the black hair wizard can feel a pair of eyes behind it staring at him, staring at every movement of his palm, every change in the expression of the corners of his eyes.
It... just looks forward to unlocking this shackle, isn't it?
After unlocking the second valve, those "eyes" never seem to have been away for a moment, staring at me like a shadow, waiting patiently, waiting for me to be unable to control the power anymore. Longing, waiting for the moment I had to open it...
"Do you want to open it?"
Lazily's words sounded from behind.
Elegant and calm, but also with the unique cunning of a child.
The black hair wizard's movements are slightly stagnant, looking back, he is wearing a neat little dress, the young man with blond hair and red eyes with a smile on his mouth is tilting his little head, silently leaning his head, and looking into his pupils It seems that there is still a trace of grievance.
"My dear Loren, the first thing you did when you returned to spiritual palace was not to say hello to poor Asriel, but to run over to see such a dangerous thing. It's really..."
While speaking, the blond boy frowned, and he couldn't bear to look straight in his heart: "Even if poor Asriel can bear it in his heart, he can't deceive his body, his heart is like a knife!"
"Body? Your vampire body was torn to pieces by'Black Cross' Seryol in Silverhelm Mountain three years ago?"
Rolled the eyes, Loren couldn’t bear it. Tucao said: "Even if it is still there, the heart of vampire is the same as the living dead, won't it beat at all?"
"Dear Loren, this is a dramatic description, expression Your unique and unmatched position in poor Asriel's heart."
Just a blink of an eye, the grievances on the boy’s face immediately turned into a pleased smile, and the corners of his mouth rose like a crescent: "Of course This kind of thing doesn’t need to be said much at all—unique and unmatched, it is equated with Loren Torino in Asriel’s dictionary."
This is really an honor.
Tugged at the corner of his mouth, the black hair wizard turned around, and pointed his thumb to the "magic array" behind him: "Since this thing is so dangerous, why did you urge me to master it in the first place? What?
"Because one day, dear Loren will need its power. "
Slightly narrowed his smile, the blond boy folded his hands on his back waist: "Sooner or later, you will encounter something you can't resist with your own strength, but you have to face it." enemy. "
"Seyor? "
"Yes and not. Asriel shook his head lightly, his expression suddenly a little sad: "If you are going to face the Black Cross, dear Loren needs another kind of power...just opening two valves is not enough to compete with Serel. "
Another power...Do you want to open the 3rd valve?
Loren can't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Although so, but...if not If it is turned on, of course it is better not to use it. "The blond boy who smiled again, changed the topic extremely bluntly:
"Just like this time, dear Loren, you really made me look at me again—seek truth from facts, in that situation Asriel really thinks that you will be unable to restrain your desire for power and make some very important decision. "
The black hair wizard didn’t take the word, but just looked at him silently with his arms in his arms, with a playful expression.
Three years...every time you talk about this topic, the one in front of you The young Evil God will be like a frightened rabbit, hurriedly shifting the topic out.
Up to now, all Loren has really figured out is that opening two valves is not enough to defeat the Black Cross, because "The Black Duke "And Martial Goddess Brunhild has tried and failed.
Blinking innocently, as if with big talking eyes, the blond boy looked at Loren in confusion, as if wondering why he Suddenly not talking.
I almost forgot, what this guy is best at is acting stupidly.
Forcibly resisting the desire to roll his eyes again, the black hair wizard coughs lightly. Voice: "I have two questions. "
"Just ask, dear Loren. With a sly smile, Asriel's tone was very brisk: "As long as poor Asriel knows, he must know everything. "
"The first one, about the relationship between the Azores and Evil God...is there a certain relationship? "Loren has been disinclined to pay attention to his "tone":
"Does the'survival righteousness' they call have something to do with a certain Evil God... the Azores elven kingdom on the other side of the sea of mist, Are there similar to the four Evil Gods in the north of the empire? "
"Huh? ! "
The scarlet pupils were round, and the blond boy looked stunned: "Why does Loren... think Asriel knows these things?" "
"I don't know, I just ask. "
"That's a pity, because poor Asriel really doesn't know, but..."
The blond boy smiled suddenly: "Loren, you seem to have forgotten something-yes As far as Evil God is in the void, space and time... are meaningless. "
"The future me may be able to meet the past you. What happened in the present may originate from a coincidence in the future... Void, is such a place-so for two completely different worlds In terms of distance, what is the distance between them? "
"It's like... well, some boring third-rate novels; the so-called divine turning and deep foreshadowing may just be a crappy writer, suddenly remembering a previous unintentional stroke That's it. "
"But in the eyes of readers who don't know all of this, it has become a wonderful chapter of the journey of thousands of miles. "
Loren stared at Asriel with a sly smile.
Very well, neither admitted nor denied, saying it is the same as not saying it.
"second question. "The blond boy blinked: "What is it?" "
"Brynhild. "
black hair wizard lightly snorted, somewhat helplessly opened the mouth and said: "Martial Goddess Brunhild of Byrne has the same name as the first queen of the empire, which is also the last giant dragon queen. "
"And then? "
"I want to know, is this a coincidence or is it..."
"It's not just the same name? "He took the words very well, Asriel opened the mouth and said meaningfully: "You may have asked the wrong person about this, Loren. It is not poor Asriel who really understands this, but a certain pesky prince. "
"So... I asked you two questions, but you didn't know any of them? "The black hair wizard blurted out.
"no no no, dear Loren, it's not what you said. "The blond boy leisurely opened the mouth and said: "Poor Asriel didn't tell you nothing, but told you everything you could know. "
" Many of the truths of this world are too vicious, and it is very dangerous to let dear Loren come into contact in advance-poor Asriel is not a fake lady. Protecting you will always be Asriel's number one. Responsibilities. "
"Then what can you tell me?" "
"Now? "Raising his eyebrows, Asriel's mouth has a leisurely smile as always:
"Now...Dear Loren, it's time for you to get up. "
The white right hand arched his middle finger and bounced it lightly against the black hair wizard's forehead.
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"Isaac, you arrogant, how many times do you want me to repeat? ! "
In the ward of the black hair wizard, the red-faced little wizard stared at Isaac, desperately lowering his voice and screaming: "Loren is out of danger and is now recovering— —Why don’t you believe it? ! "
"Oh, maybe some alchemist who believes oneself infallible deceived himself and thought that he had healed him? "Isaac · Grantham retorted unceremoniously:
"Sorry, but as a wizard I value the experimental results more, and the results I can observe now are our mutual friend and Junior Brother, even There is no sign of waking up! "
"I said, he is recovering through sleep-this is the instinct of the human body! "
"Sorry, but please tell me the wizard who knows nothing about'Ain Alchemy'. What is the difference between deep sleep and coma?" "
"You...Of course it is his body's various reactions, his heartbeat and residual void volume, as well as breathing rate and..."
"So, you are through these The data written on paper to judge the life and death of our friends? "Interrupting once again, Isaac deliberately rolled the eyes:
"Yes, in the eyes of your alchemists, this world is probably made up of data-as long as it exists in theory, That is what actually exists-your superficial IQ probably can't tell the difference between theory and reality! "
"You..."
"What am I, I am wrong? "Looking at the blushing little wizard, Isaac was coldly snorted impatiently: "I was a little happy when I saw you come and completed my Peak lightsaber again, thinking that you have really become It's more like a wizard! "
"Now it seems that I really think too much. Alchemists are alchemists, and have essence with wizards...Oh, grandma of the Holy Cross, Loren, are you awake? ! "
"Yes, cough cough cough..."
Under the gaze of Isaac and Ai Yin's shocked eyes, the black hair wizard with a wry smile is struggling very helplessly Sitting up, coughing again and again:
"Sorry, I'm so tired, so I slept for a while...Why, didn't you bother you? "
"Excuse me? Excuse me-no, no, I am complimenting our great alchemist, His Excellency Ain Rand! "Isaac shook his head desperately, turning his face faster than turning a book:
"Dozens of days, sleepless outstanding work, not only allowed Floating Void City to complete a long-distance battery life, but also completed our common The super masterpiece'Jiao lightsaber' is simply a model for alchemists, it's simply..."
"Uh, I think rhetoric is actually very weak in this place. In short, Loren, you have also seen it. Right-the formidable power of Kyauk lightsaber, and its range, is it particularly exciting and pleasing to the eye? "
Yeah, I almost played with me.
The black hair wizard holding back a smile glanced at the little wizard next to him, his head sweating. , The flushed Ayin subconsciously avoided his gaze and turned away.
Isaac raised his eyebrows to look at the two of them, as if he had noticed something: "Why, what happened I don’t know Thing? "
"Okay, get out now!" "I can't stand his little wizard anymore, grabbing Isaac's sleeve and pulling it out of the door: "I'm also going to make medicine for Loren, you can only make trouble here!" "
"Add chaos, how can I add chaos?" Even if you want to prepare medicine, I can give you some suggestions and then pick out what is wrong, for example..."
"Go out! immediately! "
"Okay, I will go out now, I will go out now! Shrugging his shoulders, Isaac with an exaggerated expression still has several points of reluctantly: "What's your anger, I'm not...huh?" "
Just as one foot was about to step out of the door, Isaac suddenly froze.
The next second, he retracted his foot and closed the door cautiously. , Staring at the face of the little wizard close to the door.
"What are you doing? ! "Ain said ill-humoredly.
"Nothing, Ain Rand, I have something to trouble you..." Twitching his throat, Isaac's expression was indescribable:
"Can you... repeat the word'arrogance' again? "
"What's the matter, arrogant?" "The little wizard stuck in his waist, snorted with a dissatisfied expression: "After so long, I finally feel that this word hurts you?" "
But Isaac didn't speak, and was stunned. His expression seemed to be motionless with glue, and the whole person was frozen.
Looking at his expression, The confused black hair wizard finally reacted, staring at Ayin Rand in astonishment.
Yes, he found it.
If it weren’t for Isaac’s reminder, Loren, who has long been accustomed to it, didn’t even notice the slight change.
The voice-changing potion that Ai Yin used to hide his identity actually...
It's no longer working!