Link was overjoyed to see the mage's magic performed by Nyata, and made up his mind to hold on to this life-saving straw, even when he made a request to learn magic from Niata.

Niata said that she wanted to see if Link had the qualifications to learn magic, only to see that Niata put her right hand on top of Link's head, telling Link to calm down and close his eyes.

Link's heart was a little excited, if he could learn magic, there was no doubt that his chances of survival could be greatly increased, plus his body was in a state of excitement that had just undergone a fierce exercise, he couldn't calm down at all, Link was just about to talk to Niata, and when he looked up and saw Niata's unhappy eyes, he closed his eyes stupidly and forced himself to calm down.

Link closed his eyes and began to take a deep breath, feeling a cold breath coming from Niata's hand, which made Link shiver, and then Link felt as if he had suddenly flown into the air, and felt an indescribable satisfaction and peace of mind in his heart, as if in a dream, almost forgetting where he was, and only wishing to remain in this state all the time.

Suddenly, Link found himself like a plucked string, and began to tremble violently, Link's heart also became panicked, he didn't understand why this happened, and he was unwilling to get out of the peaceful and ethereal state just now, and then, Link felt a sense of falling, just like the feeling that he sometimes feels when he is about to fall asleep, this feeling is not palpitating, but makes people have a sense of anticipation, just when Link is looking forward to what will happen next, the falling feeling stops, Link sees a bright starlight,

The starry sky is vast, boundless, dotted with stars, endless, but Link felt a sense of intimacy from the countless starlight, and then Link approached the starry sky without a teacher, and finally merged with the starry sky, and then Link opened his eyes suddenly, and the eyes were like the stars of Niata.

The tent is still the same tent, the desert poisoned sun shines on the ground through the skin of the tent, the floating dust floating in the sun is clearly visible, the air is filled with the strange smell of burning camel dung, everything has not changed, Link feels that the world is a little different, close his eyes slightly, as if the bright starlight is in front of him, Link only feels that everything in the world seems to have a sense of intimacy, Link opened his eyes, his deep pupils were filled with joy and excitement, and looked at Niata expectantly.

Niata nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the mental power is enough, and the physique has no conflict with the magic net, and the magic net can be perceived." Then he said worriedly: "I just don't know if the IQ is enough to build a spell model in the soul." Njata thought of her brother's previous misperformance, and looked quite worried.

Link hurriedly asked, it turned out that in the world of Torrell, all supernatural powers, arcane, divine arts, spell-like abilities, etc., are realized through the channel of the magic net, and it is also to absorb energy from the magic net to cast spells, the mage wants to cast spells, first of all, the physique must adapt to the magic net, and the magic net can be perceived, and secondly, in the world of Torrell, casting spells requires memory spells, and the number of spells cast every day is limited, this process requires superior intelligence, strong logical thinking ability, and can build complex spell models in the soul, and finally the soul is strong, and there must be enough mental power to mobilize the energy in the magic net and infuse the energy into the spell model, with spellcasting gestures, spells, casting materials, or artifacts to cast spells.

Therefore, in the world of Torrell, the stronger the mage's soul, the stronger the mental power, the mage's level and the spells that can be cast are advanced, the stronger the intelligence and logical thinking ability, and the more spells are cast every day, Link is now in contact with the magic net under the guidance of Niata, and his physique and mental power are enough to become a mage, but he doesn't know how intelligent and logical thinking ability is.

Niata sighed: "Let's teach you literacy first, you have to learn the lingua franca, dragon language, and high elf language, these spells are all used, the abyss language and purgatory language are not in a hurry, these are not needed now, and I don't have much to master." As he spoke, he took out a parchment booklet from his sleeve, "This is a textbook for exercising mental power and logical thinking ability, if you don't understand it, feel it first, I'll teach you literacy in the evening, and you can go to the one-eyed old Joe to exercise in the afternoon." ”

Link took the parchment booklet, flipped through it casually, and then looked at the familiar symbols in the book in shock, "Isn't this a quadratic function?" Link confirmed again and again, and finally determined that although the language in the book was unknown, much of the content was familiar. Link smiled bitterly, "My high math was originally invited as a substitute." ”

And in a basement in the main fortress of Santil Fort, thousands of miles away in the Wild Bull Desert, the chosen person of the tyrannical god Bane, the supreme priest of the temple of Bane, and the supreme lord of the Santarin Society, Bozor, is meditating alone.

This modest basement was cramped, not spacious, the floor and walls were made of stone in one piece, not like most other shrines, with precious wooden floors, walls decorated with gold leaf and ornate religious frescoes, the only window high on the top of the basement, and thick iron bars welded, apparently in the morning, but it was dim, and candles were lit, and the narrow porch was connected to the thick iron door, and if it were not for the obsidian offering table in front of it and the emblem of Bane in front of it, a hand glowing green, no one would have thought that this was a private prayer room, but more like a prison cell。

Kneeling on the cold ground, eyes closed, wearing only a thin sacrificial robe, Bozor reverently recited a prayer in praise of the tyrannical god, and at his hand was a hammer with an eerie green glow, Banne's inferior artifact, the Tyrant's Eye Scepter. The burning candle made of Shirek fat emitted a pungent smell that Bozor had never heard of, and the flickering candlelight reflected Bozor's face a little uncertainly.

The iron door was knocked rhythmically three times, and with the sound of some piercing openings, a slender figure wearing heavy armor walked in firmly, and the charming Lord of Santil Fort smelled the pungent smell in the air, wrinkled the good-looking Joan nose with some disgust, took a deep look at Bozol in front of him, and then hid his emotions and began to wait with peace of mind.

After a long time, Bozol finished praying, stood up and looked at Cellul, his sharp eyes exuded an amazing aura, Celul seemed to be unconscious, and calmly reported: "My lord, the ambassador of Shadow City has gone to rest, and a preliminary agreement has been reached to exchange magic items with Slave and Magic Item Materials with Soul City, and the specific terms will be agreed in the afternoon." ”

Sellul paused and said: "In addition, the ambassador also proposed that we will provide supplies for the archaeological team of the Yin Soul people at various black road trading posts in the Barbarian Desert, as well as the information we have about the various Bedai barbarian tribes, and hire our troops to attack the barbarian tribes to obtain the labor required to excavate the ruins, and the Yin people will return the ancient magic items and unique magic they have discovered, should we agree?"

"Where's the class loadout?"

"The Shadow Spirits dispatched the mages and the infantry protecting the mages, we dispatched the spider-eating beast knights and barbarian vassals, and the Sky Mages were responsible for reconnaissance. ”

Bozol thought for a moment, "What do you think is the purpose of the Ghost Man, Celul?"

Celul obviously had a draft, and immediately replied: "The subordinates think that the Yin Soul people are digging magic items on the one hand, and on the other hand, they are also taking the opportunity to catch some slaves, since the Yin Soul City suddenly reappeared in Faeron and got on the line with us, a large number of slaves have been purchased, and intelligence analysis believes that the Yin Ghost people have a large number of colonies in the Shadow Realm, and normal humans do not live long in the Shadow Realm, so their slaves are a kind of consumables, and the purpose of the Shadow Soul People is to obtain a large number of slaves in addition to discovering magic items." ”

Bozol shook his head: "The purpose of the Yin Ghost People is not important, what matters is our gains and losses, we have not been able to exterminate the Bedai barbarians in the desert, on the one hand, we are trapped in logistics, on the other hand, we use the Barbarian Desert as our training ground, and through the caravan of the Barbarian Desert, in addition to replenishing supplies at our various black road trading posts, we also have to spend a lot of money to hire our mercenaries to deal with the raids of the barbarians, and exterminate the tribes around the Black Road, how can we make money?"

Bozol paused and said: "In this way, the tribes around the black road can't move, this is the bottom line, find some small tribes away from the black road, and destroy their oases and wells when they leave, aren't there some caravans that don't take the black road and take some small oases? ”

Celell respectfully confessed yes, and then the two of them saluted Bane's emblem together: "Obey Bane only!"

Celul stepped back, and Bozol looked at Bane's emblem, the strange smoke from the burning of the human oil candle on the table, like a distorted face, caressing Bozor's majestic face, Bozol gulped the smoke into his nose, closed his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.