Mo looked back at Sean, he seemed to be a little more enlightened, and the depression in his heart was quietly relieved, but he was curious why Sean wanted to tell him this.

Sean paused slightly to explain, "That's because I hope that when you meet your mother, she will be able to see a better you!"

After saying that, he looked at the sky and had a lot of thoughts. Ink, on the other hand, savored Sean's words, and began to imagine the scene when he saw his mother, yes, I don't want to see my mother see me, I was a walking dead living for revenge.

Thank you, Sean. Mo thought silently in his heart, and did not say this sentence. After that, Mo and Sean stayed in the air for a long, long time, until the sunset stained the ocean red, and the two slowly left.

The next day, Mo got up early to start his training. He stretched out towards the faintly lit earth outside the window, the depression in his heart was much better, and when he embarked on the road of training, there was something else in his heart, called hope.

Time flies, a few months have passed quietly, Mo has also experienced several times of corpse eater torture, and the elements in the magic pattern have become more and more refined, and now he will not collapse by releasing several magic inks in a row, Sean is still very satisfied with this, but Mo has not slackened at all, and his physical training during the day has supplemented his magical energy at night, making him progress rapidly. In addition, the words between him and Herb and Sean gradually increased.

"You can also start learning these books slowly. In Ink's simple bedroom, Herb pointed to the bookshelf and told Ink, "Before, your magic storage was too small to be suitable for releasing magic for a long time, but now you have the ability to learn elementary magic. Herb's voice was still hoarse, and Mo, who had just finished resting, stood up from the side of the bed and walked to the bookshelf.

"Dark magic has always been spurned by many people, but except for dark elementals, not many people actually know about it, and it can be said that among so many magic factions, dark magic is the most mysterious one. Herb was on crutches and now in front of the bookshelf, slowly explaining to Mo, who listened very carefully.

"Actually, there are four branches of dark magic, the first of which is destruction, which directs the powerful dark element to violently attack your opponent. The second necromancer, mainly used to control and make undead creatures, the lowest level is like skeletons, rotting corpses, and there are too many high-level ones, I won't repeat them here. The third is witchcraft, which, to put it simply, reveals psychic power to destroy your enemies willingly and spiritually. Mo listened to these strange and powerful magic systems, nervous and excited, is it finally about to start?Mo thought to himself, but his ears listened to Herb's introduction word by word.

"And what about the last one?" Murphy hurriedly asked about this last branch, Herb turned his head, looked at Mur and said, "Darkness heals." ”

Darkness heals? So what Sean said to himself sitting in front of the statue that day was true, and it was Sean himself who wrote the book.

"Hey," Herb chuckled with a grunt in his throat. Then he continued, "This last branch is actually only qualified to be learned and known by a few high demons. And unfortunately, Sean is one of them. And it's not an exaggeration to say that he's the best Dark Elemental Physician. Herb glanced at Mo, who still didn't believe him, and then took a book with a pure black skin from the shelf and placed him in Mo's hand. Mo strodged the writing suspiciously, the texture was particularly good, and it was very comfortable to touch. Mo picked it up and looked at it, Sean. He looked at Herb in surprise, who nodded at him.

Who is this Sean, if Mo is not mistaken, the books I read before are all the works of famous people, and people who do not have considerable strength have no qualifications to publish books on this continent, and they are still the most important magic study books!

His identity and background really made Mo curious, but thinking of this, he suddenly had a bold idea in his head, and he hurriedly read all the books on the shelf. Oh my God, all of them are books written by Sean, from beginner to advanced.

He finally couldn't hold back his curiosity. "Can you tell me? Actually, I've always been very curious, who is Sean?" Ink looked at Herb, Herb's fiery red pupils flickered a few times under the cloak, and said, I can't tell you his identity yet, if you are strong enough in three years, then you will know the answer.

Mur was disappointed when he heard this, although he guessed that Herb would not tell him, so Murphy waved his hand, stopped asking, and focused on the book, he sat down at his desk, and slowly turned the first page.

On the first page, there are a few large words of elementary dark elemental magic, and there is a shiny purple square pattern in the lower right corner, and nothing else. The ink turns to the second page and it is the text. The first magic is dark energy infusion, which links another creature or object through its own magic pattern, and quickly introduces the dark element stored in its own body, and there is a line below that explains that this magic is faster than the elf sacrifice and light element, but its own loss will also increase, which is used to quickly repair the target magic pattern and replenish the dark element.

The second is shrouded in darkness, Mo simply tried, but he could only cover the bookshelf, he smiled awkwardly at Herb, Herb waved his hand and said take his time, after saying that, Herb left the room and left Ink alone in the room to study.

Herb gently closed the door and walked out of the church. Not far away, Sean was standing alone in front of the statue of the strange creature, sighing softly. Herb walked over to Sean's side with his staff.

"I've got my goal in mind, but I'm afraid it's going to take some price to get it done. Sean didn't look up, still meticulously stroking every inch of the statue's texture. Herb didn't answer, but stood with his back to Sean, pensive.

"Why don't you speak?" Sean looked at Herb's back a little puzzled. "It's nothing, I'm just looking at Mo like this, I think of my daughter, I don't know where she is now, what are you doing?"

Sean wanted to raise his hand and pat Herb's shoulder, but he was stunned in the air for a long time, and finally hung down weakly. He sighed and said, "Everything will be fine, after all, there is still Maggie." ”

"Uh-huh" Herb shook his head, changed his words, and continued: "I suddenly have a delusion, Mo will definitely get better and better in the future, even better than you as a teacher!" And then he said: "No one knows what his future holds, but for now I have to focus on his second year of training." ”

"Have you already started negotiating with the mermaid, or are you going to invite her compulsorily?"

"If possible, I'd like the merfolk to do it willingly, and I'll pay a price to make her willing, but you know it's her daughter after all, and I can't guarantee what the outcome will be. In addition, the merfolk clan is the clan of Enid after all, and I still don't want to solve this problem by force unless it is absolutely necessary. Sean looked at Hepp after speaking, and Hebo nodded slightly and said nothing.

"Is there any news of your daughter lately?"

"I guess there is. After Hebo finished speaking, he seemed to be still a little depressed. Then Sean looked at the sky and said, "I hope everything will be better, and you don't have to worry too much." Then the two of them looked at the blue sky, as if they were looking at the future that they couldn't see!

"Dark Barrier!" With a low shout, Mo Cong's hand gathered the dark elements to form a barrier, blocking the skeleton's slash without any difference, and his left hand gathered another dark flame to hit the skeleton's chest, the skeleton couldn't dodge, it was burned black, and scattered to the ground with a "boom".

"Well, good job. Herb couldn't help but praise on the side, now seven or eight months of ink can catch up with two years of training children. Recently, Mo has slowly transformed from basic physical training to combat training, although it is a brainless skeleton, but this speed of progress makes Herb very satisfied.