In the middle of the night, everyone except Barrett and the half-elves had gone to sleep.

In fact, the night was not as peaceful as Barrett had imagined, and it was just a short after-dinner chat before the magic alarm was triggered twice. In one case, a furious rabbit about the size of a dwarf fled in terror under the glow of a magic alarm, while in another time no one realized what had triggered the alarm.

Not only was the magic alarm triggered a little further away, but the magic trap that was quite close to everyone was also triggered once - two harmless green lizards were charred by the flames that erupted from the trap.

It's a pity, the Misty Forest rarely has some completely harmless little things. Barrett looked at the coke and thought to himself, it didn't seem like a good idea to use magic to provide vigilance in this forest full of creatures.

The creatures that triggered the alarm and trap were probably not trying to attack Barrett and his party, they might have wanted to wait and see, or maybe they were just passing by, but magic couldn't recognize them.

The flames and sounds of the trap when triggered even woke up the sleeping ogre.

Barrett was surprised to see Moglock's massive body tumbling in place, then quickly straightened up, and then out of nowhere, pulled out a huge warhammer and a giant tower shield as tall as Barrett.

"Die, monster!" roared the ogre Moglock, looking around vigilantly, the ferocity on his face changed to blank, "Where is the enemy?"

"There!" the half-elf smiled and pointed to the barbecued coke that was no longer distinguishable.

Then Barrett saw the ogre rush in two steps, and the hammer in his hand fell with great force, smashing the coke into flying ashes.

"Bad fellow, make Moglock sleep!" it muttered, never looking closely at what was under its hammer. Although you look closely, you can't tell the difference.

The scene in front of him made Barrett secretly tell himself not to wake the ogre while it was sleeping......

Although several accidents were false alarms, they also forced everyone to change the plan of night watch - reducing the number of magic alarms and traps, and night watch changed from single to double.

Barrett and the half-elf Estelle are in the first half of the night, and gnomes and ogres are in the second half of the night. Old Will enjoyed the triple privilege of being a mage, a leader, and an 'old man', and after listening to a few stories, he went to sleep satisfied, as if he hadn't even done meditation.

Of course, I haven't cast a few spells during the day, and I don't think I need to meditate to restore my magic.

Barrett didn't know about spells, but he had vaguely heard people say that the former mages of the Magic Empire seemed to release spells through a net, and there was a limit to the number of spells they could cast per day. Although the mages of that period were also powerful enough, they were far from being called "invincible".

After that, a legendary figure appeared, the guy with a long list of titles - the founder of the Magic Empire, the legendary mage of the legendary mages, the one who broke the web, the magic remodeler, the slayer of the gods, the beacon of humanity's progress, the wisdom eye of the multiverse, the greatest of all, His Excellency the Mage of Talasha, who invented the "meditation technique" that only applies to human mages.

After that, human magicians were able to store mana like magical beasts through meditation, and in large quantities. It's just that the monster uses the organs of the body, while the human mage uses his own soul.

The process of storing mana is also a process of continuously strengthening one's spiritual power, and the fact that mana is stored in large quantities in the soul will also make the mage's souls more and more tenacious and larger.

This allows mages to cast spells directly without the help of the power of the magic net, and even after the spiritual power is strong to a certain extent, the mages can pry, use, and control the more vast magic power of the outside world through a little magic power of their own, thus producing the effect of destroying the world.

At this point, the human mages went farther and farther on the road of "invincibility" and "arrogance", and the entire multiverse trembled until the empire fell silently.

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"If I were you, I wouldn't touch it. The barbarian adventurer said to the half-elf Estelle. The latter was about to pluck a bright-eyed, nay, dandelion-like plant that constantly shimmered with blue-blue fluorescence, from a fir tree not far away.

The half-elf glanced back at Barritt and saw that although the other party's expression was a little serious, he was not too nervous, so he turned back and blew at the plant.

The blue-blue light burst out in an instant, and one after another young seeds in the shape of umbrella lids swayed and scattered in the air. There was no starlight to be seen in the misty forest, but the seeds that floated in the air were like stars, dotting the mist of the night.

Barrett frowned, the handsome guy Jack was at least right in one sentence, in the Misty Forest, curiosity is the most superfluous thing, and ordinary people will probably not be able to control it.

"You shouldn't do that. Barritt spoke in a solemn tone.

"This thing is poisonous?" Estelle asked, returning to the campfire and sitting across from Barrett.

"Poison, that's up to you to define it. "Don't let its seed touch you, it will burrow into your flesh without you even noticing, sucking blood under your skin and growing." But you won't feel anything unusual, it won't itch, it won't hurt. ”

"And then?"

"Then, it will slowly get bigger, maybe a few months, maybe half a year, and one day you will find a little bag bulging somewhere in your body. At this point, you can use a knife to cut open the skin and find it. It had changed from blue-blue to brownish-red by then, indicating that it was ripe. You can plant it in the ground, or throw it into the fire, whatever you want. However, I heard that it would only like to grow in the Misty Forest. ”

"That's it?" the half-elf was a little confused, "Won't I get hurt in any way?"

"Hurt, you want to be hurt?" Barrett sat up straight, looking at the half-elf steadily, "This glowing blue-blue glowing plant has a peculiar name, and when a neurotic adventurer discovered it, he named it 'Love'. The biggest damage it can do to you is a scar and a little blood loss, which may not be as much as a woman's menstrual loss. ”

"It really doesn't seem too dangerous. The half-elf said with a smile.

"You're right, 'love' is really not dangerous," Barrett nodded expressionlessly, "and the thing that glows with a silver-white light over there is also a plant." He stretched out his hand to a faint fluorescent glow in the darkness in the distance, "That plant looks exactly like 'Love', but it's called 'Together', God knows what those names think, are they all bards?"

"What will happen to 'together'?"

"'Together' is more greedy, it will go down your veins into your heart, where it will take root and sprout, and suck the flesh from your whole body. Believe me, under each 'Xiangkei', there will be a corpse of an unknown animal. ”

"You can't tell what will kill you and what won't. Barrett looked at the half-elf's handsome face, "If you don't want to be one of them, you'd better stay away from them all." Barrett concluded.

The half-elf nodded, and said in a sincere tone, "Listen to you." ”

But Barrett wasn't sure if he listened.

Through this brief contact, Barrett has a basic understanding of the characters of several other people in the 'nasty novel', including even the dwarfs who rarely speak.

But the half-elf, the more Barrett came into contact, the more vague the impression of him became in his mind.

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