At dinnertime, Dirk had just woken up. When he awoke, he saw Kritia's eager face.

"You've finally woken up, what's wrong with you kid, how many times have you passed out. Kritia blamed Dirk when she woke up.

Dirk woke up and could still feel the dizziness coming from his head, and said groggily: "It's okay mother, how can it be easy to become stronger, isn't it normal to faint once or twice?"

"Normal? If you pass out like this in the future, I'm really going to stop you. It's good for you to be a normal child, at least you don't worry me like that. Krithia said.

As a mother, who sees her child in a coma for three days and two ends, sometimes brought back, sometimes in her own home, how can anyone say that she is not worried?

Dirk smiled bitterly and thought: I don't want to be unconscious either, but my strength doesn't allow it.

"Well, Mother, I promise you that it will never be the same in the future, what do you think?" The mother was worried about herself, and Dirk could only comfort her mother.

The persuasion finally calmed Kritia and allowed her mother to return to the rest area. And he returned to the practice area, kneading his head, which was still aching.

"Wake up. Cangjie's figure appeared in front of Dirk.

"I really can't play like this next time, the side effects are too great. At this time, the feeling of being hollowed out of the body, Dirk didn't want to experience it a second time.

"Tell me about your piece. As he spoke, Cangjie stretched out his hand and pointed to the position of Dirk's hand.

Dirk looked at Cangjie's hand and spread out his palm, and a black cylindrical object the size of a knuckle was in the palm of his hand. The object gives Dirk a sense of being in a blend, like a part of his own body. So much so that I woke up and didn't feel the slightest feeling when I held it all this time.

"I ...... Did it work?" Dirk muttered.

"You're an enchanter, you're a charmer!" Cangjie said to Dirk. He was really helpless now, as an enchanter, he didn't know if his work was successful. But after thinking about it, it was understandable that he fainted at the last moment, so I added a sentence.

"In the end, it was a success. ”

"Hahaha, I succeeded, really succeeded. Dirk was happily bouncing around the room at this time, and he was in a state of joy that he had never seen before.

A sense of accomplishment filled his heart, and this sense of accomplishment was incomparable even to those who had become a soul singer in the first place.

"Don't be in a hurry to be happy, tell me about your work. Cangjie asked as he stopped Dirk's almost frantic excitement.

Dirk realized his gaffe, hurriedly gathered his thoughts, sorted out his thoughts and said, "Hehe, I named this work as a spirit bullet"

"Spirit Bullet? Literally, this is an offensive enchanted artifact, but how do you launch it? You must know that the energy contained in it can indeed produce an explosion, but it needs an effective way to launch it. Cangjie asked his own question.

"Ancestor, listen to me first, the spirit bullet is what I thought of when I saw that kind of energy storage crystallization in Creel that day. You told me the other day that the world thinks energy storage devices are useless. The spirit whisperer itself relies on the whispers of the spirits, such as being able to replenish their own spiritual energy, plus the spirits are strange and have different attributes, so the energy storage device is also considered useless. ”

"And some important places have high-level enchantments that depict the magic gathering array to supply energy, which leads to the incompetence of the energy storage device, right? ”

Cangjie nodded and said, "Well, that's roughly what it means." ”

Dirk continued: "Actually, I would say that these conveniences have influenced people's imaginations, and I have heard a story about a place where there are no ancestors. And the people there have made electricity with their own wisdom, and they also use the power of electricity to drive some large machinery to make their lives more convenient. ”

"If that's true, then I really admire the creativity of these people. And then?" Cangjie was completely attracted by the story, he had never heard of such a thing, and he didn't even think about it.

"Yes, I'm proud of these people too. And then they created a lot of things that stored electrical energy. And I've also been inspired by this, the psionic energy used by Spirit Whisperers is complex, but why can't I create an item that can directly store all magical elements?"

"Although it may cause some waste of mana while absorbing it, this is a portable psionic supply that can give us great endurance, and even for me, it is a means of attack. Dirk said and raised the spirit bullet in his hand to Cangjie.

The exterior of the bullet is pitch black, only the size of a knuckle, and the surface is cylindrical, with a bulge at one end of the cylinder that is smaller than the outer cylinder. The protrusion was silvery-white, and it was undoubtedly the broken iron that had been embedded in it.

"Means of attack?" Cangjie asked curiously.

"No amount of explanation is as easy to understand as the actual use, ancestor, I used the fighting spirit just now, and the spiritual energy in the body is now in a hollow state, right? Dirk asked Cangjie.

Cangjie nodded slightly, and then looked at Dirk in surprise, he thought of what Dirk was going to do, this experiment could really be done.

"You watch!" After speaking, Dirk put the spirit bullet in his hand on the palm of his hand, and controlled his spiritual energy injection to block the source pattern at the most tip position.

Cangjie also opened the movement of the ancient observer Dirk and the spirit bullet, one is that Dirk rashly activated this thing containing so much energy, I am afraid that it will be bad for Dirk, if there is a problem, it is good to stop it in time.

The second is that he is really curious about how far Dirk's work can go.

He could clearly see that when Dirk activated the blocking source pattern, the source pattern released a faint milky white light. The light flowed down the broken iron from top to bottom, and the veins of the broken iron were cut off. The ability that originally restricted psionic energy disappeared in an instant.

And the moment the ability disappeared, a tide of magical elements poured out, slowly replenished into his body along Dirk's hands, and the mixed magical energy was frantically absorbed by Dirk.

In Cangjie's eyes, there was a black hole in Dirk's body, which was created after the use of fighting spirit. Only by constantly cultivating spiritual energy can the void be filled and the ability can be restored. But now this black hole is being filled with a mixture of magical elements, and the magical elements written in the black hole are rapidly transforming into psionic energy.

"This ...... This...... It's a miracle. ”