"Eagle Eye is not magic, it's a mental skill, it's a magic skill. Whether it is a human or an undead, there will be magic fluctuations in the casting of spells, and the Eagle Eye spell is to imitate the casting of spells by observing this magic fluctuation. Do you understand?" said Nimbas, looking at Vidnina faintly.

Vidnina frowned, thought for a moment, and then shook her head, indicating that she didn't understand.

Nimbas groaned for a moment and continued to explain to Videnina: "It's not a trick to learn, but it's not a difficult skill either. ”

"Spiritual power has a lot of effects, the more powerful the magician's spiritual power, the stronger the spiritual power, and even the ability to kill people through spiritual power, mastering spiritual power will be of great help to the Eagle Eye Technique. Nimbas said slowly.

"The teacher didn't tell me what mental power was. Vidnina thought for a moment, neither Elsa nor Shante had ever told him anything about psychic power.

Nimbas was slightly stunned, and looked at Vidnina with some doubt. Necromancers are far more powerful in their use of psychic power than human magicians. Moreover, necromancers usually rely on the use of spiritual power, after all, after the spiritualism revives the undead, the use of spiritual power will be very frequent. But Elsa didn't teach her the use of mental power?

There must be some information in this that I left out, and I didn't catch it.

Looking at the calm Vidnina in front of him, Nimbas felt that she was not lying, but this was equivalent to teaching her the use of mental power, which made him a little unhappy, and the mastery of mental power was not something overnight.

"The power of a mage who perceives the elements and directs them is spiritual power. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the perception. The stronger the perception, the easier it is to learn Eagle Eye. I'll start by telling you how to perceive. Nimbas said slowly.

"I'll condense some magic and elements in my hands, you close your eyes and feel it. Nimbas began.

Vidnina looked at him cautiously, but then closed her eyes as he told him.

Seeing her close her eyes, Nimbas slowly reached out and gathered some magic and elements into his hands, and the invisible magic and elements in his open palm faintly distorted the space.

As she closed her eyes, Vidnina's world plunged into darkness.

"Perception, perception, perception......" Vidnina told herself in the dark.

"Be calm, go to perceive. "I heard Nimbas's voice in my ears.

Vidnina calmed down little by little, she felt the rise and fall of her chest and her breathing, every time she inhaled, her chest seemed to open, and every time she exhaled, it slowly closed again, this feeling was amazing.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time, that she had become accustomed to the wonderful rhythm of her breathing, and she felt something else, beating!

The perception seems to be getting clearer and clearer, his body, his heart is beating, his pulse is beating, and in this dark world, he seems to slowly appear.

And there was a misty mist-like thing in front of him, floating quietly, so conspicuous in this dark world. This is the magic and elemental mass in Nimbas's hands, and Vidnina knows it well.

She focused her attention on the misty fog and the meaning of her own imagination, an element, wrapped in magic, so clearly "seen" by herself, and she saw it with her eyes closed.

Elsewhere in the castle, Gerwulf was bored admiring the paintings in a corridor covered with oil paintings, and Heath and Ippo leaned against one of the windows in the hallway.

"Gerwulf, why did you bring Cathery together? I never understood this. The gray-robed Ipo's face was dry and wrinkled, his white eyes were unfocused, and the scar on his neck looked horrible and eerie.

"There's nothing strange about it, Ibo, like you, Hiss and Nimbas, always have some reason to come together. Gerwuff said with a smile.

"It's not the same, Gerwulf. Ibo's hoarse voice was tinged with a shrill grinding sound.

Gerwulf looked at him, "What's different, Ibo. ”

"Nimbas and we are the same kind of people, but you are not. Ipo replied indifferently.

Gerwulf smiled, "I know what you mean, you mean I'm not a necromancer, right?"

Ipo looked at him indifferently and acquiesced to his words.

"You're all wrong, Cathery and I are the same kind of people, even though he's a vampire. There was a vicissitudes in Gerwulf's eyes.

"I heard that you once had a conflict with Sandru and survived from his hands?" said Hiss in a hoarse voice.

Gerwulf raised an eyebrow, "Heath, this is not something to be proud of, for me. ”

Gerwulf's words silenced both Heath and Ipo, as if they were thinking about something.

Seeing that the two of them did not speak, Gerwulf smiled and looked at the oil painting on the wall of the hallway.

It is a portrait of a war, the knight at the head is supposed to be the owner of the castle, and the horse's raised hooves indicate that it was a victorious battle. The pointed spear in the knight's hand is very detailed, and the red and white stripes make the whole portrait come alive. The suffix on the retinue's Crusader helmet represents justice and strength.

"I'll go first, Ibo, the human breath makes me uncomfortable. Heath left a word, then turned and slowly left the painting hallway.

"Ibo, if she can't stand the breath of a human, how did she get with Nimbas?" asked Gerwulf, glancing back at Ibo.

Ipo shook his head and didn't answer.

"Looks like you don't know either. Gerwulf smiled.

"Nimbas has no human breath in him. Ipo said.

Gerwuf looked at him with some doubts, and after thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "When you say that, I think of it, he does not have the breath of a human on him, but he is indeed still a human being, it seems that Nimbas is indeed a different guy." ”

"Nimbas, like you, has challenged Sandru in the past. Ipo said slowly.

"Well, what about later? I guess Nimbas lost. Gerwuff said with a smile.

Ipo was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "At that time, Sandru was not a weapon holder, and Nimbas was trampled under Sandru's feet before he could start casting spells. ”

Gerwulf's eyes flashed slightly, and he smiled: "He's Sandru, even if he's not a weapon holder." ”

"So, I'm curious how you survived from Sandru the Possessor. Ippo looked up, his gray eyes ticking into the value of this Grove.