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Since ancient times, real names have always been an elusive thing, and theories about real names are also inconsistent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Among them, Bermont's views in The Theory of Descent are the most widely accepted.

He believes that everything in the world has a hidden true name given by the law, and that the human body is an individual with self-consciousness, and naturally has its own true name, but only a very small number of people can awaken their true name. The function of the true name is to record and store the true power of the thing, and at the same time, the real name is also the key to the thing, and to master the true name of a thing means to master it completely.

Any strong person who awakens his real name sees his real name as the most cherished secret and the greatest threat to his life. Once a person's true name is acquired by the enemy, they can be killed with any common curse known to everyone, or forced to sign a contract to make them their slave.

There is no one who is powerful and awakens his true name without paying a price, and he must be afraid of this power. There are pros and cons to everything, and a real name can make a person strong, but it is also the biggest weakness.

True names are part of the law, and the path that the legendary powerhouse leads to is precisely the path of analyzing the law, so that it can be modified or destroyed in the later stage. Since it is part of the law, it is possible to parse it, and if the enemy parses the corresponding law through the ability of the real name, then the real name will be easily exposed. Including many prophecy spells, you can also know the true name of others, as long as a person has ever said their real name, it is possible to be predicted by others.

After a long time, the world finally returned to normal in Darko's eyes, and those threads of law were all gone, but Darko's heartbeat could not be calmed for a long time. He truly felt the string of real names engraved in his soul, and the three powerful abilities attached to them.

The merging of two souls into one greatly increases the strength of the soul, and the strength of the soul is different from the spiritual power, and it is not the relationship between one plus one equals two. Darko felt that even if he faced Vitk4 alone again, he would not be powerless. Vitk4's spiritual spells will have a much smaller impact on him now, and may even be ineffective.

Orlando wouldn't have died if he had possessed these abilities sooner, right? Instead of bringing excitement and joy to Darko, the powerful abilities plunged him into sadness. When he realized that he had negative emotions, he forcibly adjusted his emotions in time and returned to normal thinking.

During this time, Darko always bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth to prevent himself from accidentally pronouncing the string of real names, but then he thought of the number of syllables that he pronounced, and he couldn't help but be stunned. The more complex the pronunciation of the real name, the more fragments of the rules it contains, such as the four families with the real name of the legendary powerhouse as their surname, Roche Clenmentine and Gafreshak are the real names of 13 syllables. In contrast, Cappadocia and Nike Remence are both 11-syllable real names, which are relatively weaker. And Dakko counted the pronunciation of his real name, and it turned out to be 13 syllables. But I don't know if the power contained in this real name can help him escape the pursuit of the Vitamin Guild.

"In the past, I was really too weak!" Darko closed his eyes and felt the power contained in his real name, and couldn't help muttering to himself, "Is this considered strong now? compared to the killers of the Vitamin Guild?"

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At San Diego School of Magic and Magic, the magic fair is coming to an end, but there are still a lot of people who come to trade. Some people arrived in the last few days because they had other important matters on their minds, and there were also people who were forced by other things to arrive in the last few days, and Selby belonged to the latter group.

Selby hasn't dared to return to San Diego since he was cheated by Phyllis and smashed the vending machine in a fit of rage. Instead, he was out hunting Warcraft, preparing to exchange the Warcraft materials for some credits before trading. Halfway through the fair, he returned to hand in the materials, but was told that there were too many similar items waiting for sale, and that they would not be available until ten days later. Selby had to hold his breath until the last few days of the fair, when his materials were finally sold, and he could earn some credits to buy the magic equipment he had coveted for a long time.

Selby walked in the alchemy machine room of the trade fair, looked at the vending machines on both sides, and found that the magic items on them were obviously a notch lower than before, he couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed, and scolded Darko countless times in his heart.

At this moment, he saw a somewhat familiar figure in the distance approaching, and when he looked closely, he found that it was a female necromancer, not Phyllis? Selby panicked for a while, but then he found that Phyllis was a little godless at this time, dangling around the street, and didn't seem to notice him. So he quietly changed directions, pretending to walk slowly for a few steps, and then suddenly accelerated, ready to run away.

Phyllis was wandering down the street with a sad face, when she suddenly felt a figure running in the distance, and looked up to see Serge running out of her field of vision as if she was being chased by a dog. Phyllis has been in a bad mood these days, and when she suddenly saw Selby, how could she let him go. Spotting the direction of Selby's escape, Phyllis chose a shortcut and quickly outflanked him.

Selby ran a little way and was about to turn around and return to the trade fair from the other direction. Suddenly, Phyllis stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, and she knew by looking at her face that the person who came was not good.

"Phyllis. Uh, hello. We...... See you again......" Selby felt weak for a while, so he had to scratch his head and force himself to calm down.

"Sister, I'm not good!" Phyllis spat out a sentence through gritted teeth, "Sister's lich...... Forget it, you don't need to know!Anyway, it's because you beat him up that time!If it weren't for you bastard, how would he have been sent to the Academy of Magic?If he hadn't come to the Academy of Magic, how would he have found out about the deal with Priffis?Why did he run to the Temple of Prophecy?......

Selby was frightened by Phyllis's momentum, and Phyllis felt that he might make a move at any time, but he didn't dare to make a defensive gesture to prevent irritating the other party.

"I, I didn't know it was your lich...... Ah no, I knew it was your lich, but I was taken by Armani and Stephen and went to beat him up in a daze. Selby waved his hands and stepped back. Phyllis was now a magician, and with the level of a great samurai like him, he was powerless to fight against. What's more, even if he can beat him, he doesn't dare to fight, like Phyllis is the direct heir of the Nike Remones family, in case he is injured by himself, he won't be able to eat and walk around.

"You think I wasn't there at the time, so I don't know what's going on? Giorgio Armani and Stephen weren't instigated by you to bully Darko together? You're the one who started it, pretending to be innocent?" Phyllis gritted her teeth fiercely, "I declared him my lich when I took Darko to baptism, and you still dare to touch him, do you want to rebel?"

Selby was miserable in his heart, thinking to himself that he had cheated me for 500 credits, shouldn't he have tacitly offset this matter? But Selby knew that he couldn't make sense with Phyllis.

"Why didn't you notice you being so cunning when I was studying with you before?Do you feel like you're getting better and better now?Are you planning to deal with me?Are you still planning to kill everyone who knows you've pulled your pants?"

"Isn't your lich dead, why are you shaking out all your old grudges!How long are you going to keep reading?" Selby was also a little embarrassed, but he also knew that Phyllis just didn't play her cards according to common sense.

"I'm going to keep reading, what can you do? It's just that after being beaten by you, he has a problem with his brain, and now he starts to disobey me!" Originally, Phyllis came to chase Selby purely by chance, she initially just wanted to find someone to bully her to relieve her boredom, but Selby's defense aroused her dissatisfaction with Darko. She thought that she used to do whatever she said Dakko, and she had never had any opinions, but now that she knew that she was going to trade her own body, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became. At some point, she had already had her signature skeletal staff in her hand, and the magic light on it was on the verge of losing control.

"Wait!wait!" Selby listened to Phyllis's words, his heart was shocked, and he was even more sure that it was Bright's conspiracy, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind, "Phyllis!

Phyllis raised her eyebrows and exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm telling you about it, but you need to sign a contract, and you can't tell anyone about it. Selby was also worried about Phyllis's safety, so he decided to take the risk of telling her about it.

"If there's a fart, let it go!" Phyllis said, but she still summoned a pact spirit to come out and tore open a silent enchantment scroll, "You'd better provide some information that I'm interested in, or you'll have to pay me ten times the price of this silent enchantment scroll." ”

Selby didn't argue anymore, and when he decided to show Phyllis, he felt a little relaxed. As he spoke, the deal with Mary a year ago was presented to Phyllis little by little.

"How is that possible!"

Phyllis yells at Selby, the unstable magic that makes Selby feel like she's standing on the edge of a cliff. But since Selby had already said it, he could only stubbornly continue, "If you don't believe it, why don't you summon your lich back and ask for yourself?"

"This ...... I can't do it!"

"Why not?" Selby asked nervously, puzzled, "Did he break the contract?

Phyllis was stunned, why didn't she summon Darko back and ask him directly? Because after the quarrel, didn't she want to take the initiative to talk to him? Or would she feel that it was very shameless? The two should be a master-servant relationship, right? Why did she think like this? If it was before, she would not have taken care of this, right? Could it be that it was after Darko's bastard had a physical body that she had such a change in him? The more Phyllis thought about it, the more she felt that her face was hot, and Selby looked more puzzled from the sidelines.

Phyllis noticed that Selby was beside her, and couldn't help but be annoyed, "Look at what! This is my sister's own business!

This was exactly the order Selby had been waiting for, and he didn't hesitate to put all the strength and skill at his disposal into speed, and reflexively ran off into the distance, fleeing without a trace before Phyllis could change her mind.

Phyllis's two curved eyebrows were furrowed together, and her mind was constantly torn over whether to recall Daktro. At this moment, Phyllis's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked ahead in disbelief. She felt that a master-servant contract rune in her soul suddenly shattered and dissipated.

"This ...... This...... It's impossible to ......" Phyllis seemed to lose all her strength all of a sudden, and sat on her knees at once, hiding her face with her hands but unable to stop the rows of tears from flowing, "Bastard...... How can you die like this...... It's all your fault that you're in such a hurry to get a physical body...... It's so handsome, of course it's easy to be beaten ......"

Phyllis gritted her teeth tightly, clutched the hem of her magic robe with both hands, and read fiercely, "Selby, this liar, also said that Darko has some conspiracy, he died so soon, what can he do." ”

Phyllis cursed to herself for a while, and finally sat down directly, but this time, the tears in her eyes immediately poured out. She whimpered, and after crying for a while, she felt very tired, and wanted to go back to bed and sleep with her head covered, so she stood up and moved forward a little bit.

The passers-by around seemed to be talking about herself, but Phyllis was in no mood to say a word to anyone else, and she walked aimlessly, forgetting where she was going, just moving like the walking dead, like the skeletons she had once summoned. Phyllis laughed at the sneer she thought of, "Hey, Darko. Look at your master, and learn how you walk...... Well, the host is amazing......"

After saying this for a while, Phyllis realized that she was asking herself, so she lowered her head again and moved forward. I don't know if it was a familiar route or a coincidence, Phyllis actually walked back to the dormitory. This short road has already used up most of her time.

At this moment, Phyllis's spatial ring sent a magical fluctuation of long-range communication. Phyllis took out the crystal ball and saw Naric in it, and when she saw the elders, the emotions that she had managed to suppress immediately burst out again, and she cried loudly, "Cardinal Narich, my lich...... He's dead!"

Naric in the crystal ball looked at Phyllis who was crying without an image, a little embarrassed, and he suddenly felt that it was his own negligence that caused Phyllis to lose control of her emotions. It wouldn't have been the case if Phyllis had been told before Darko fused his soul.

"Little Nike, well, your lich, has just set off for St. Croix. ”