Chapter 151: The Source of Strength

Qingge behind him was already breathing evenly after a while, but Sophie couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, even if he has a clear song with seven tricks in his heart, I am afraid he did not expect that Ali next to Sophie can understand the elven language.

Ali's explanation was outrageously simple: he was a Protoss!

Looking at Ali, who was lazy like a dog, Sophie felt that she was the mother goddess, ahh

With her back to Qingge, Sophie put her arm around Ali, silently playing with the nebula stone in her hand, in the dark night, the nebula stone did not shine as much fluorescent as she imagined, it was no different from a stone, but the tentacles were cold, but it was not an iceman, in short, it was a very comfortable feeling, which made people feel at peace. And when Sophie looked at the nebula stone carefully, it seemed to be dotted with stars and darkness, as if the nebula stone was a small universe, indescribably mysterious.

Simply stuffed the nebula stone under the pillow, Sophie closed her eyes, since she had the blood of the dragon clan, she seemed to be like Ali, more and more like sleeping, but Ali was more awesome, he could hang firmly on Sophie's chest all day long, sleep dimly, and never wake up until he ate.

I don't know if it's because I've been staring at the nebula stone for a long time, or if Sophie is a little excited at the moment, in short, she can't sleep. When you close your eyes and don't feel sleepy, it's like your eyes are covered by a cloth, but you can see things.

Closing her eyes, Sophie seemed to suddenly fall into a darkness, different from the darkness of the room in the night, which was a kind of darkness that was immense. But suddenly, a little white light appeared in the darkness, as if a star was constantly twinkling. And when Sophie wanted to look closely, the white dot suddenly enlarged infinitely, as if the whole vision was filled with holy white light. However, this kind of white is only for a moment, and suddenly there is a color in the field of vision, multicolored colors, like playful elves, flickering. Every time Sophie tried to see what colors they were, her vision was once again covered in darkness.

It's a curious feeling, but it's also very ordinary. This is not the first time Sophie has had this feeling, in fact, any person, as long as they close their eyes, seems to be more or less filled with this black and white, but most people do not experience it carefully, whenever you think it is black, there will be white dots flashing, and when you stare at white, it seems that there is a moment when it suddenly lights up, and when you go to capture this light, it seems that there is color or is shrouded in darkness again.

Sophie's eyes are closed, but the cerebral cortex is surprisingly active, because she has experienced too many things this day, too much incredible, thrilling, beyond imagination, even the Qingge around her gave Sophie a big shock, but Sophie doesn't plan to think too deeply, sometimes think too much, it's just a mediocrity to disturb herself, not to mention that she doesn't think that Ali's volume can soar in the sky, maybe one day, it is estimated that she will die of old age.

Sophie has never regarded herself as a dragon, because the bloodline is stolen, even robbed, and she does not regard herself as an undead, because from the moment she came to this world, she wanted to live a normal life, if possible, go home to her wife and children to hot kang heads, and would rather die of old age than stay in this thrilling world for a second longer, because, here, she will never guess what she will face in the next second.

The more she wanted to sleep, the more active the black and white transformation in front of her became, and Sophie even wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes, but a sense of fear that she had never felt before arose from her heart, because it was the first time she looked at the scene after closing her eyes so seriously, and it was also the first time that she felt that behind this black and white, the huge space contained in it was vast, boundless, and even had a kind of eternal charm of vicissitudes.

Distraught by this color, Sophie simply opened her eyes, but when she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find that the nebula stone placed under the pillow, only a corner of it was exposed, seemed to be flickering!

Oh no, it seems like nothing, it's an illusion. No, it's flashing! Sophie collapsed, closed her eyes, it was a visual interference, and when she opened her eyes, she actually found the same flickering of nebula stone, what the hell is this?

Suddenly, as if a sleeping nerve was touched, she remembered what the Sword Saint Star Phantom had said: "Whether it is magic or fighting spirit, it is just a derivative form of power in this world, when you close your eyes, you will come into contact with the most original power." ”

Sophie was thrilled and shocked, and her hand reaching for the nebula stone couldn't help but tremble. She has always relied on wisdom and courage, and even inexplicable luck to survive in the cracks, and she is destined to have no magical attributes because of her balanced physique, and no matter how hard she tries, how hard Jestis teaches, her fighting spirit seems to be insulated from her. Once upon a time, she denied herself more than once, is she just a joke, and came to this world to verify that waste really exists?

At this time, Ali seemed to feel the excitement in Sophie's heart, and he, who had always slept except for eating, actually comforted him kindly: "Sophie, congratulations, you have finally touched the threshold of strength." ”

She and Ali didn't need to communicate verbally at all, and she had a strong soul and asked excitedly, "What is power?" ”

Ali's voice was a little serious: "Feeling your own origin, that is strength at best, feeling the origin of the universe, that is the real power." ”

"Magic, fighting spirit, does it count as strength?"

"Count, of course, it's just a derivation of power." Ali's voice suddenly became ethereal: "The strength or weakness of power lies in how to use it, and the deeper you understand, the greater the power you have." ”

"Me, is that okay?" Sophie's voice trembled.

"You? Hehe......"

"No, you lie to me, the Sword Saint can comprehend the power of the stars, which is a power that does not belong to this world. Also, Zhuge is neither magic nor vindictiveness, why can't I? "Sophie is desperate, but she's struggling.

"I didn't lie to you, just because you feel it doesn't mean you can have it." Ali's voice was as calm as water: "You need a medium. ”

"What medium?" Sophie felt that she had finally seen a glimmer of light in the darkness, and Ali's words were like straw in the midst of drowning.

"You who balance your physique are destined to have no chance with the derived power, and only the most primordial power will break through the shackles of the body, for example, the power of the gods." Ali's voice became slow and seductive: "And there happens to be a Protoss next to you. ”

"Qingge?" Sophie felt incredulous and was surprised: "The elves are the gods? ”

"It's me!" Ali roared, "Great Dreadlord, Aristotle Socrates Onassis! ”