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Early in the morning, when the magic hands pointed to six o'clock, Durand opened his eyes on time, with incredible precision.

Durand tilted his head slightly, half-squinting at the floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the bed. The floor-to-ceiling window is the size of a whole wall, and it is only visible in one direction, so no one from the outside can see what is inside the house under any circumstances. Fresh sunlight streamed in and hit Duland's face, illuminating the bedroom in a warm and bright light.

Durand lay on his back on the bed, Andrea's soft body curled up beside him. There was only a thin layer of blankets on the two of them, which did not play a role in covering up at all, and it could be seen that half of Andrea's body was hanging on Duland, comfortably resting on the man's shoulder, sleeping like a lazy kitten. She slept peacefully, with a long half-concealment of a goddess-like elegant and perfect side face, making it difficult to imagine her fiery madness last night.

The two were pressed tightly, as if they were glued together, and Durand could clearly feel the two huge balls on the woman's chest squeezing him. And early in the morning is the time when a man is at his most excited, coupled with Andrea's dishonest sleeping position, it didn't take long for Durand to start moving restlessly.

It's good that he didn't move, but as soon as he moved, Andrea, who was still asleep, became even tighter, as if she was afraid that he would leave. A pair of snow-white lotus arms wrapped tightly around the man's neck, and the snowy thighs straddled the man's waist and abdomen, just pressing on the man's fatal place. Durand snorted, his breathing instantly became shorter, his body temperature rose sharply, and he almost couldn't help but turn over and fight again.

However, he hesitated slightly, but still held back.

I went crazy with Andrea all night last night, although Duland's body is not a problem at all, but Andrea is just an ordinary human after all, and I am afraid that she can't stand another round of conquest.

Durand lowered his head and looked at Andrea, who was still sleeping sweetly. The woman slept deeply, and although she could not hide her exhaustion, there was a faint smile of satisfaction on the corner of her mouth.

Sighing softly, Durand suppressed the lust in his heart, and then just lay down quietly and enjoyed this rare warm time.

With nothing to do, he simply calmed down and began to quietly feel the recovery of his own strength.

Yesterday in the hall on the first floor of Lanling Castle, Durand fought with the trio, although Durand only made one move to defeat the other party, but also consumed seventy percent of his own strength. Due to the existence of elemental crystals, Durand does not need to pay special attention, and the elemental crystals will recover on their own.

Durand closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body, and he felt the recovery of the elemental crystal. After a moment, he frowned slightly.

The Battle Mage's Elemental Crystal is located in the heart, and since Duland's attributes are a combination of ice and fire, his Elemental Crystal takes on a magnificent color of red and cold. According to Duland's estimate, after the night passed, his strength should have recovered at least nearly ninety, but after the inspection, it was only a little more than eighty percent.

This may not seem like a big difference, but it has some unusual significance. Durand sighed, and there was a little haze between his eyebrows: "...... It seems that the suppression of this position against me has not been reduced at all, it turned out that it was only the oppression of combat power, and now even the recovery degree has been affected. ”

When Durand first fell into this plane, he immediately felt the strong pressure of this strange position facing him. That kind of suppression is invisible, but it is everywhere, and it lingers wherever Durand goes and wherever he is. It has been eight years since he came to this plane, during which Durand has thought of various ways to get rid of the suppression of the plane, but they have had little effect, and even have the opposite effect. So to this day, he still doesn't understand what led to such a result.

It stands to reason that most planes do not and should not have such a situation, unless some planes with extremely special attribute rules will instinctively oppress the beings from other planes who enter them. That's exactly what Durand couldn't figure out. When he was still in Sendlow, he had also been to many secondary planes, and he had never encountered a similar situation. And there is nothing special about the plane he is in at present, and it is not much different from most of the secondary planes.

"Hell, this face is simply evil!" Durand felt irritated in his heart. If he had a choice, he would rather be exiled to the extreme planes of the Dark Demon Domain, the Blade Abyss, and the Chaos Ocean by himself, rather than choose the plane he was in now. Although a plane like the Dark Devil's Domain is dangerous, at least it is still connected to Sendelo, and it is still possible to find a way to return to Sendelo. Unlike this plane, it is simply a completely closed indigenous plane, and so far even the basic technology of the plane portal has not been displayed, let alone returned to Sendro with the portal.

Durand frowned, thinking seriously for a while, before his brow stretched again.

For now, the problem is not too big, so there is no need to worry too much. Although his ability to restore fù has also been suppressed to a certain extent, it is not strict after all, and the battle mage's dependence on his ability to restore fù is not very large.

The planes are endless, and the professions are endless. As one of the most high-end of the many high-ranking classes, the Battle Mage is not known for its ability to restore fù, and its combat methods are not the most bizarre and changeable, and in terms of absolute power, it is far from being comparable to terrifying creatures such as the Dragon Lord, the Plane Mayfly, and the Ancient Force Titan.

A battle mage's strongest weapon is the ability to unleash one's own power in a very short period of time.

This is essentially a very clever means of explosive combat power. If the time taken to release energy is small enough, then the energy output per unit of time can theoretically reach infinity.

That's the scary thing about battlemages!

As long as this ability is not suppressed by the plane, it is not a big deal.

Durand consoled himself with this.

So he let go of his thoughts, didn't think much about it, and then relaxed his body, quietly waiting for the elemental crystal to regain its power on its own.

Looking at the ceiling in front of him with some distraction, Durand suddenly felt: There is nothing wrong with this kind of life! You can comfortably hug your own woman, sleep comfortably until noon, don't think about anything, don't have to do anything......

Isn't sleeping until you wake up naturally, isn't this the greatest joy in life!

"It's just ......" Durand sighed: "I still feel like it's a little boring......"

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