The cold wind blew, the cold sweat on his forehead almost froze into ice slag, and the cold Donnie trembled, but even so, he still didn't wake up, and still looked at his right hand with a happy expression, thinking back to the picture just now.

The monotonous black, white and gray seem to be able to affect the surrounding solidified silence, completely restrain the breath of the evil spirit, and can directly penetrate the grasp of the evil spirit's defense spell, his right hand is so strange, so powerful!

And this feels very similar to the black full-body armor I encountered in the nightmare, and it is also very similar to the black, white and gray anomaly that was sealed in the center of the "Cosmic Star"!

Could it be that something went wrong in the nightmare, and I was infected by that "monster" without realizing it?

At the thought of being able to manipulate the dreams of himself and others, looking at it was like looking at a monster that died in the purest and most essential way, Donnie was afraid and fearful from the depths of his soul, so he shook his head violently, woke up from his trance, and shouted frantically in his heart, "Quick, go to Carl, only he and the big man behind him can help me solve this problem!

An inner cry drove Donnie towards the gates of the real castle, when he saw a small shimmering powder gathering on the carpet.

Evil spirit dust?

Donnie stopped suddenly, this is what was left over from the death of the evil spirit just now?

"Evil Spirit Dust" is a much rarer and more precious mid-level material than "Evil Spirit Dust", and it is a harvest that Donnie usually can't dream of!

But Donnie froze in place, not leaning over. There was no spell to collect, and a clear and obvious voice sounded in his heart:

"The evil spirit just now should have the strength of the five-ring mage, maybe close to the high level, if you want to kill me, it is like killing an ordinary person, but under that strange black, white and gray, under my right hand, it has no ability to resist, and it is punctured by me like a bubble......"

“...... My right hand is so strong?"

“...... Just the infestation of that monster makes me so powerful?"

After truly feeling the power of his right hand, Donnie hesitated, for a civilian like him who had worked so hard to go from ordinary man to magic apprentice to full-fledged mage. This kind of strength was something that I didn't dare to hope for before.

"There you have it. I will be able to gain the strength to restrain the necromancers below the high rank, and maybe even the high level can affect ......"

"Moreover, it seems to be able to eliminate supernatural abilities below the higher level in the same way as 'eliminating' bloodlines, and maybe even stronger......"

"That's it. I can go on an adventure all over the necromancy. You can explore the mausoleums that are considered dangerous places. In this way, you can harvest all kinds of materials, get the wealth of astrological numbers, and greatly improve your strength......"

“...... Strength equals status. Even in the face of the great nobles, I will be treated with respect......"

“...... This allows the father and mother to stop worrying about the grocery store and enjoy the convenience and pleasure brought by various alchemy items in peace...... This allows Lily to go to general education school, and she doesn't have to help with housework at home all the time, waiting to get married, and have no ...... of her own life."

Donnie's facial muscles twisted like never before, showing a terrifying hideousness.

"No one can see that there's something strange in my right hand anyway!at least Carl and the big man behind him didn't notice!"

Gradually, Donnie put his right hand back into the pockets on either side of his magic robe.

Bang!

The wind blew, and a window that had opened at some point slammed into the window frame.

Donnie woke up suddenly, felt the biting cold, and his mind was clear, and all kinds of desires just now were suppressed by fear.

“...... What happened to me just now...... Although the monster aura hidden in my right hand can make me strong, who knows if it will gradually infect me and turn me into a zombie with no idea of my own......"

“...... Uncontrolled force of unknown origin must be carefully studied...... How many high-level magicians in the past have died because of rash attempts......"

"As long as you live, you still have a chance!"

Donnie finally made up his mind, and planned to go back to town and call Carl immediately - Carl had left him a personal communication number, and the worst thing to do would be to lose his right hand, and maybe not so miserable, and there would be a little bit of strength left to control without hidden dangers.

Outside the castle, the tall and tall figure chuckled: "Fortunately, this guy has restrained his desires quite well, otherwise it would not only be infected by the breath of death, but also the 'greedy' devil." ”

Ancient devils, as long as there are intelligent life, they can never be completely destroyed, at most they will reappear after ten or twenty years, but they will not be so powerful for a long time.

............

Darkness shrouded the forest, and Downey shuttled alone in this quiet and dark place, and the roar of wild beasts from time to time was even more terrifying, but for Downey, it was much more comfortable and safe than the ancient castle, and these beasts and ghosts combined were no match for the "paralyzing breath" of evil spirits.

He left a note for Baron Herdos, saying that he had solved the problem of evil spirits, and then returned to the town without delay.

With the blessing of the spell, two hours later, Donnie saw the town he was familiar with, and the rest of the place was dark and silent, except for the bright street lamps near the platform of the magic steam train.

Downey chose the platform and walked to the "duty room", knocking on the closed door.

"Who?" asked the staff on the platform in fear, could it be a robber?

Many magic steam trains that transport goods will pass by at night, plus long-distance trains, the platform must be dispatched at any time, but in this kind of town, it is difficult for the staff on duty to have the strength of magic apprentices, and they can only rely on "burst guns" in the face of various dangers, and now the robbers have learned to be shrewd and know how to dodge, and no longer wait for death as stupidly as before.

If they still have the strength of a knight squire or a magic apprentice, it will be even more dangerous, after all, the "Burst Gun" needs to be aimed manually, and cannot provide a mental power locking function.

Donnie took off his magician badge and dangled it in front of the window, "I'm Donnie." It is necessary to borrow a corded telephone from the platform, which is the right of the magician. ”

According to the joint regulations of the Magical Council and various countries, in case of emergency, official mages can borrow communication facilities in places such as platforms, police stations, town halls, and town offices with their badges.

The staff inside breathed a sigh of relief, and after distinguishing the authenticity, they opened the door and said, "Mr. Donnie, please come in, the wired phone is on the table." ”

Donnie nodded slightly, didn't have time to say thanks, and hurried over to the table. Cal's number was dialed.

Honk. Toot, toot, three rings, Karl's lazy and muffled voice sounded: "Who? Call me in the early morning! Don't you know that this is a very inhumane and cruel act?"

He seemed a little angry after being woken up.

Donnie was stunned for a moment. Carl's voice from the phone seemed less magnetic: "Carl. I'm Donnie. I encountered a very strange thing. ”

"Donnie, what's strange?" Carl said habitually, after a moment of soberness, "if it's not strange. You have to apologize to me, disturbing other people's sleep and dreams is a crime to go to jail, and I have to keep my spirits up tomorrow to attend Grandpa Victor's concert, this is probably his last concert, and I must not miss it, and I must not yawn......"

"The black-armored monster of the nightmare has attached itself to my right hand. Donnie said bluntly, this is the only way to interrupt Carl's rambling.

In fact, he also knew that Victor's concert would be held tomorrow in Rentat, which was grandly introduced in "The Voice of Mysteries".

The music teacher of Lord Evans, even though he had taken magic potions, decided to say goodbye to the concert due to his old age, and it is said that he gave a curtain call concert at Aalto and Rentat, as a sign that classical music and popular music were treated equally.

Although Victor is known for having a good student, it is well known to those who love music that Mr. Victor is a master of music, and that several of his other students have their own achievements in music, if not as good as him and His Excellency Evans, and for this reason he is known as the musician who is the best at teaching his students.

Karl's voice suddenly rose to a sharp point: "The black armor monster in the nightmare?Does your right hand show the characteristics of solidifying black, white and gray? It has a suppressive effect on necromancy and a killing effect on spells?"

"How do you know about it?" Donnie was surprised.

Carl smiled: "Of course I know, my father has seen it before, and he has told me, hehe, fortunately you told me, otherwise your life force will pass quickly, maybe in a few years, your body will start to rot......"

"What then?" Donnie was glad he had made the right choice.

Karl pondered for a moment and said, "There is no problem in a short time, after Grandpa Victor's concert, I will come to you, or, you take the earliest train to Rentaert tomorrow, and I will arrange for someone to pick you up." ”

"I'll be here tomorrow!" Donnie didn't dare to delay, deciding to go to Rentat tomorrow morning, "Thank you, Carl, don't bother you, I'll go back and rest first." ”

Carl snorted, "You woke me up and went to sleep by myself?"

"You have to see a concert tomorrow......" Donnie could only refuse, feeling very mentally exhausted.

Although Carl talks a lot, he is not willful, and after hearing Donnie's reluctance, he hangs up the phone.

Quietly returning home, Donnie didn't dare to sleep, afraid of having another nightmare, so he began to meditate.

............

Blurry and hazy, Donnie meditated, his body suddenly shook, only to feel that the scene in front of him had changed greatly, surrounded by solidified and boring black, white and gray, chaotic reflections of mountains and rivers, cities and villages, countless undead creatures wandering around, without a little sound and superfluous color.

"Necromancy?, I'm having nightmares again?" Donnie thought in amazement, having slept without sleeping?

"It's a chaotic city, but it seems familiar...... It's Aalto, the 'City of Music' mentioned in the Sky documentary!"

Downey had no idea that he would "come" to a city on the other side of the continent.

Outside the city, two real and phantom figures watched all this quietly, and one of them whispered, "Brother, let's just watch like this?"

This is Karl's voice, he can actually speak in the necromantic realm, although he himself is only black, white and gray!(To be continued......