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After all, this kind of black fog is a certain ability of the ghost ship, and although the wreckage of the Black Mist is in front of him, his own level is not low, and the talent formed by the power above may also be a good thing.

He pressed his hand to his chest, remembered how he had just felt, and slowly found his talent.

A faint ripple emanated from his body, spreading out like sound waves or water waves.

Makoto's face changed, because he clearly felt that with the movement of this fluctuation, the power in his body was also absorbed by this fluctuation, and then carried away from his body.

This wave is like the most perfect scavenger, sweeping away all the forces in its path.

It was as if he had been washed by layers of water, and after a few breaths, Makoto felt that the strength in his body had been discharged by at least one-tenth of the amount.

Although even the second-order death power is not too much, just a few breaths consume one-tenth of the amount, and this consumption rate is not a small amount.

Makoto's face was very bad, because the power consumed was enough to cast a second-order spell.

The casting of Nanami World spells is more linked to magic than to level, which means that even low-level spells can be cast by leapfrogging.

But once the level is crossed, the spell will have an extremely powerful erosion on the body.

A spell that consumes one-tenth of the cost is called a spell of the same level, which means that if a spell consumes one-tenth of the amount of a second-order mage, then the spell is a second-order spell.

And a second-order junior mage casts a second-order peak mage's one-tenth of the mana, although it exceeds the limit of his own body, and may consume two or three tenths, but because it is not much, it is not a backlash.

The poisonous bone flying thorn that Makoto cast as a second-order mage in the haunted house consumed one-fifth of his mana, and naturally suffered a serious backlash, and his entire arm was occupied by bone spurs, becoming a deformed thing.

At this time, these few breaths consumed one-tenth of his strength, and his face was naturally not much better.

To make matters worse, he had no idea what the power of consumption was doing.

The ripples passed through Makoto's body and then rushed into the black mist around him.

The picture that was exactly the same as before was once again displayed in front of Makoto's eyes, and the ripples were like the natural enemies of the black mist, and the black mist was weakened a lot by just a light touch, and the space around Makoto was reopened by a semicircle after a few impacts.

Makoto looked at the changes around him with a confused face, and by the time he reacted, his own strength was running out.

He gritted his teeth and continued to urge the talent, and finally with the sweep of the ripples, all the power in his body was wiped out.

The power of death in his body is completely gone, but his talent can still be used.

It was only at this time that Cheng clearly perceived that the power consumed by this talent was not the power of death, but his own physical strength, and when it came to the special identity of the ghost, it should be the power related to the soul.

Makoto shuddered and interrupted the use of his talent.

His face was already dark at this time, and he scolded: "What kind of ghost talent, what kind of ghost talent actually consumes the power of the soul, and what kind of ghost, this talent actually dispels the power of death." ”

He glanced at the black mist that had gathered back and said angrily, "No, this thing fucking refuses any power." ”

What is Cheng's plug-in? Naturally, it is the enhancement and countless death power brought to him by the two-body white ivory, and this talent that came out at this time directly abolished this benefit.

And not only was it abolished, but even his own power was completely abolished.

Feeling the emptiness in my body, I can't help but feel the urge to cry.

"What the, talent still has a negative state. ”

Yes!!!!!

Angry in his heart, Cheng yelled loudly and scolded: "Fucking a magic world, you make a forbidden demon space for me, the forbidden demon has a fart, after the forbidden demon ......"

Roaring here, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Wait, Forbidden Demon Space?"

He looked at his hand, and then he suddenly reacted to the meaning of these four words, his face froze, and then turned into joy in an instant, and scolded: "I, Cao, forbidden demon space, don't you want to be so powerful." ”

What he had always wanted to do was to strengthen himself to overturn others, rather than pulling others to the same level as himself.

But after shouting out the forbidden demon at this time, the train of thought in his mind changed, and he finally figured out what it meant.

"If it's really a forbidden demon, it's naturally useless to deal with a large number of enemies and warriors, but if it's a mage stronger than me, wouldn't it be a killer weapon. ”

He touched his head and nodded, "It can really only be a killer weapon for a mage who is stronger than me, after all, this thing consumes soul power, it's really hell." ”

This talent's ability to clean up power is too perverted, Cheng thought about it carefully, and said helplessly: "Unless you are facing less than five enemies or mages, this talent is useless, after all, everyone has lost their strength, and my combat skills may not be able to defeat a few enemies." ”

He turned his wrist and was a little speechless: "The first talent is negative, negating everything, and the second talent is also negative, but what is negating now is magic, it should be supernatural power, it seems that I am still far from completely integrating into this world." ”

But thinking about it this way, it is clear that the second talent is far weaker than the first talent.

The use of the 'negated' talent will directly pull down the luck value, and then all kinds of things will start to go wrong.

And the new talent, okay, let's call it the 'Forbidden Demon' talent, the 'Forbidden Demon' talent looks powerful, but the scope of application is very narrow, if it is not the right situation, maybe this talent will not be used once a year.

And the worst thing is that Makoto's original idea of preparing to take the route of a necromancer was very affected, as soon as this talent was cast, half of his power was directly abolished, no, because the white ivory was originally used as the carrier of the mage's power, and with the white ivory far exceeding the mana storage capacity of people, I am afraid that nearly two-thirds of the power would be directly abolished.

Cheng didn't know whether to be happy or sad at this time, and after struggling for a long time, he sighed: "It looks like it's another killer feature that can only be sealed, what the hell, why are my two talents such an alternative thing, can't I learn to learn white ivory well, is each one so suitable?"

He didn't want to think about it, the talents on the white ivory were all planned by the god of death a long time ago, how could they be compared to random people like him.

Makoto now has a frustrating feeling that he has drawn the strongest card, but the equipment needs to be at full level.

"Damn, I still need you to do a wool when I'm at the full level. ”