Xiao Chen put away the half-finished holy book and looked at the fourth item. It was a short wand, barely a foot long, like a baton for an orchestra conductor. The wand was white, thick at the bottom and thin at the top, with a sharp tip and a spar like a yellow diamond at the bottom.

When Xiao Chen reached out to take it, a line of words appeared on the table: Dream Tower Hallow: Thorn of the Heart, greatly reducing the target's resistance to spiritual magic.

I don't know how big it is, but if the effect of this psychic thorn can be similar to what is described, it will be very powerful.

"It's a wand made for you. Luo Ling said.

"It should be made for the typical Dream Tower mage. However, I am currently the only high-level mage of the Dream Tower who cultivates spiritual magic. Xiao Chen took the wand in his hand and tried to use it to unleash a heart of fear magic against the clearing. He only felt that the smooth operation of his mental power had become very difficult. It's like dancing with shackles on your back. When the magic was unleashed, he found that it took more than ten times as long as usual. It was clearly that his abilities were not enough to harness such a holy wand.

"This is normal, most of the offensive holy weapons were originally used for the Holy Order. With your current strength, it's normal that you can't use it well. Luo Ling comforted.

Xiao Chen threw the wand into the traveler's heart and said, "Let's give Mao Kai Morey and them research first, if they can imitate the low-end models in batches, it would be good." What we will rely on in the future will never be a two-person model that dominates the game. ”

On the last table was a crystal ball, the middle of which was filled with mist, and countless images seemed to be flashing inside. As the two approached the crystal ball, a line of words appeared on the table:

My memory.

Xiao Chen and Luo Ling reached out to the crystal ball together.

When Xiao Chen pressed the crystal ball, he felt that his eyes were dark, his head hurt, and he lost his perception of his surroundings.

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An extremely tired feeling came from all over his body, and Xiao Chen felt as if he had been fighting for many days without rest. His eyes were closed, and he wanted to open them or raise his arms, but his body did not listen to him at all, as if he were a paralyzed patient.

"Sage. A voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and at this time his whole figure suddenly recovered, and he could finally open his eyes.

In front of him was a middle-aged male mage, who sat across from him, his face full of anxiety. And the surroundings seem to be in a horse-drawn carriage. However, the carriage was very stable, he could hardly feel the bumps, and the close-up view outside the window was almost all drawn into lines of color, and it was obvious that the carriage was extremely fast.

"Where is this?" Xiao Chen asked naturally.

"Sage, we are still on our way south, within the Megalithic Empire. ”

"The Great Rock Empire?" Xiao Chen had an impression of this name, but it seemed to be a long time ago. By the way, that was the name of a medium empire that occupied the northern part of the Iberian Kingdom during the Seven Towers era.

"Yes, is there any problem? Sage. The middle-aged mage asked.

Xiao Chen looked at himself, wearing a luxurious robe, and among the several rings on his hand, one of them was Gomez's Secret Law Inheritance Ring, it seemed that he had become a Gomez Sage?

Is this an illusion of memory or another time travel?

He tried to connect with his own meditation world, which was still there. There seemed to be a force that prevented him from entering.

Anyway, Xiao Chen was going to play this role first, he was thinking about what he should say, but he didn't expect his body to speak by himself: "Have you left the spatial suppression area?"

"No adults yet. After our calculations, this spatial suppression should have been done by the four Golden Branch Priests together. We'll have to run through Blackstone ahead to be able to teleport again. There must have been traitors who leaked the transit point of our teleportation, and they had been waiting here in White Eagle City for a long time, suppressing the surrounding area for thousands of kilometers. ”

"Well, what about our casualties up front?"

The middle-aged mage's face showed a look of sadness, "You used all your strength to detonate the three holy weapons, and after you fell unconscious again, a golden branch priest followed, and in order to protect our team, the three masters of Angelo, Oletta, and Senovio sacrificed themselves to drag that bastard." ”

"Has even Angelo, who is closest to the Holy Rank, sacrificed?" Xiao Chen could feel a sense of sadness in his tone.

"But the Golden Bough Priest was already wounded by you, and Master Angelo detonated his wand as well, so he must have been seriously injured in the end. ”

"How many people are left now, and what strength do we have?" this sentence was asked by Xiao Chen. He finds himself in an automating game, where if he doesn't speak, if he doesn't move, the character will act the way it is. Maybe their actions are historical, but if he uses his control, the characters will act according to his ideas.

"In addition to you and me, we have three Great Mages and eight High Mages. But not counting Khalid, he is now very difficult to fight against the summon, and it is difficult to fight. For warriors, there are also three great swordsmen and ten high-ranking swordsmen. ”

Xiao Chen judged that the mage in front of him, no matter what he was, whether it was an artificial intelligence or a certain soul, he must have his own logic. The answer just now is obviously in response to my own question.

Xiao Chen thought for a moment and asked, "What do you think of the 'Dream Painting Method'?"

"Sage, now isn't the time to talk about this, is it?" said the middle-aged mage.

"No, no, I suddenly had an inspiration for the battle and wanted to hear your opinion on the 'Dream Drawing Method'. Xiao Chen explained.

The middle-aged mage attached great importance to the problem of the sage, and he thought seriously for a while and said: "Well, the dream painting method is the most orthodox fusion mystery method in our dream tower, and my understanding is to use the creation ability to add the realism of the dream in the dream realm, fill in the most subtle details, and let the illusory dream fill get closer and closer to the meditation space." But dreams are dreams after all, and they will eventually collapse. At the end of the day, it's just a training method. However, I think the most groundbreaking recent experience is the advanced version of the Sage Gregorio: Dream Sculpting, whose idea of pursuing the stability of dreams and trying to open up a dream into a second meditation space is very interesting. Personally, I'm bullish on this, but it's a shame that all of this research has been interrupted by the bastards of the Natural Temple. ”

Xiao Chen carefully observed the tone and logic of his speech, and found that this was by no means a simple game NPC, the middle-aged mage talked eloquently when talking about magic issues, and he had his own ideas, which opened Xiao Chen's eyes and benefited a lot. He even took out some things that he and Luo Lingtan had studied to discuss with him, and the middle-aged mage could also express his own opinions, which could never have been recorded in advance. Is this a spirit attendant or an artificial creature in a meditation space?