Lukka looked at everyone, and several of them nodded at him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was just about to stretch out his hand, but he shut up and suddenly said, "You'd better find a place to sit down first, and wait for someone else to carry it." ”

"Will I faint? like the first two times?" Lukka quickly withdrew his hand.

Shut up and nodded first, and then shook his head again: "It's different, you always know 'meditation', right? ”

"How long will it take?" asked Luca.

"I don't know, it depends on your mental strength. Shut up and thought for a moment, then added, "At least two hours, I guess." ”

"Then let's go back to the Peregrine Falcon first. Lukka said, closing the lid.

Ollie and Nora nodded hurriedly, but Crete suddenly said, "I can't go back." ”

"Ahh

Crete pointed to Luca's chest: "If I'm not mistaken, there is no way to wait any longer for that blood magic backlash on your body." ”

"There is such a boast," Lukka didn't finish his sentence, and a familiar feeling ......of vertigo really hit again.

The next few words seemed to change in his own ears a few times, and then came from an unknown distance: "...... Sheet...... ......"

No, this time it's more serious than the previous ones. Luca's sensations were clear: the rift began to expand from within his soul, his body began to shake, and he was about to lose consciousness.

Shut up and yell: "If you don't fix it this time, you'll die!"

"Help him to sit down!" Ollie and Crete dragged Lukka to the wall, one left and one right, and picked up a slightly clean place to sit down.

"Put that source of magic in his hands, and the staff too!" In desperation, he shut up and even converted into the prototype of the magic book.

Nora held up the Mithril box, and Ollie and Crete grabbed the unicorn horn and amethyst staff, respectively, and stuffed them into Luca's left and right hands.

The moment the finger touches the unicorn's horn, everything outside is cut off.

Ollie's anxious face, Crete's frowning gaze, Nora's tearful eyes, the pages that flipped up and down with her mouth closed—all of this froze like a slide showing quickly, and then disappeared in an instant.

Darkness completely enveloped him, no light, no sound, no touch.

Am I still alive?" Lukka muttered to himself, but the voice came from his head. He remained seated and reached out to touch it, and it was no longer the damp bottom deck beneath his feet, but the hard stone floor.

He stood up, but his body was unexpectedly light.

Suddenly, a little light appeared in the darkness ahead. Unlike Nora's blazing flames, the light was quiet and cold, only a little flickering silver glow from a distance.

Lukka walked towards the light.

He began to think that the distance should be far away, but in this darkness, the distance seemed to be completely meaningless. This step seems to have not moved at all, and the next step seems to float out for dozens of meters. Lukka didn't know how far he had gone, only that after three steps, he was standing in front of the light.

If I want to get here in one step, I can do it in one step. His voice popped out of his head, startling Luca. Then he realized that it was his own spirit communicating with this unknown space.

He shook his head, focusing on the light in front of him.

The light came from a translucent silver pillar that stood upright on the ground, pointed at the top and fist-thick at the bottom.

Have I seen this?Lukka thought about it, and the next moment, he recognized the unicorn horn, which was magnified many times over.

What should I do? He put his hand on the post.

The flow of mana enveloped him instantly, and although there was still no other light source, Lukka suddenly saw the space clearly.

This is no longer a dark and unknown place, and he can see every inch of space very clearly.

The black marble floor is flat and hard, like a mirror, without a trace of undulation. The obsidian night sky covered it, pure and immaculate, with no moon or stars.

It shouldn't be like this. Lukka muttered to himself, and the huge flow of magic from his hand hit again, nearly causing him to fall to the ground.

But immediately, he felt the sound of his broken soul healing, like the faint sound of Manshushava in full bloom.

As more and more streams of mana enveloped him, his sense of the space became clearer.

As if he had always known, Luca felt that there should be countless constellations in the obsidian-like pure night sky.

No, not should, but will. Lukka cleared up the chaotic sense of time.

He finally understood that every bit of starlight in the night sky represented a kind of magic in his hands. Unfortunately, the night sky at this time was dark.

However, there are some stars that have been marked in Luka's mind, weight loss, grease, laughter, petrification......

Of course, there wasn't any starlight in the place of these spells, but Lukka knew for sure that if they were lit, they would be there.

The orientation of each star is in the direction of the magic to which it belongs.

The entire starry sky is divided into six regions by different magic factions, starting from due north, clockwise to Plastic, Change, Spirit, Illusion, Prophecy, and Summoning. The height of the stars hanging in the night sky indicates the difficulty level of the magic.

Lukka didn't delve into what these factions meant, he just knew what he wanted.

"I will light up every constellation. He whispered.

Shut Up had told him that most magicians could only master one or two magic in their lifetimes, and Lukka could even imagine how Shut Up would react to hearing his own words.

But Lukka just felt that he could do it, and that he could turn it into a brilliant starry sky, even if the night sky was still pitch black.

The unicorn's horn erupted with the last stream of mana, and in a huge momentum, Lukka finally freed himself from the pain that came from the depths of his soul.

The silver pillar lost its last rays of light, and the dulled surface instantly turned gray, then shattered into bits of ash and gradually drifted away.

Luca smiled and looked up at the night sky: "This is my spirit starry sky. ”

Then he looked at the black marble floor without boundaries and was in a daze: "How can I get out?"

No one answered him. Only to the northeast, near the horizon, a faint starlight looms.

Lukka looked at the star, it was just a glimmer of light, not fully lit.

He suddenly understood that now, he could not be regarded as a real mage, and although the blood magic no longer affected his soul, it still roamed around. Only after lighting the first starlight and mastering the first magic can the traces of blood magic be completely dispelled, and at that time, this spiritual starry sky can truly allow him to come and go freely.

"Then I'll give it a try. What should the spell of the weight loss technique be?" he scratched his head.

"Stupid! the spell is 'Moko-Solal Micah'!"