123. Guess what my wand is made of
Strictly speaking, the Mind Flayer is not necessarily related to the Psychic Warlock, but the Mind Flayer, who is born with a psychic talent, can reach the core of the psychic power, and even more than these guys who should be called psionic sorcerers, the Mind Flayer is more comfortable with this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The strength of psionics lies in their mystery, and what makes them embarrassed is that even though they have been walking extremely carefully on the edge of this world in order to maintain their mystery, the high approximation to the Mind Flayer's power system makes their secrets disappear once people learn about the Mind Flayer.
Without all kinds of surprise means of psionics, it is not very powerful, even if Stana fights to take away the spirit crystal servant, it is a good illustration of this situation - for Stana can completely avoid this fatal injury, but for the other party, the destruction of the spirit crystal servant is really a dead end.
The self-proclaimed "Tiger" Spirit Crystal Servant's evasive explanation would certainly not satisfy Stana, so he used the Mind Flayer to give Thort an example, for a mage with countless strange things, once he reacted, then the situation of the psionic practitioner was not good.
Woods watched as Toth slowly fiddled with the handprints, and the spirit crystal servant was pinched by Stana again, so he could only let the unbearable tinnitus fill his brain, and the mental ability did not need other movements, just concentrate to manifest, but the noise was in his ears, and he could not maintain the concentration of the spiritual energy, so he dissipated the light under his eyes and screamed and completely gave up the idea of resisting.
Toth examined it several times to make sure there was nothing wrong with the guy who called himself Woods, before he turned around and looked Stana up and down, and was pierced through half of his chest by a sharp blade, and even if he didn't hurt his heart, he wouldn't have survived.
"Psychic abilities are immune to most counterspells, and that's just the majority," Stana was furious by Toth's eyes, clutching his chest to explain why he wasn't affected by the ability, before tossing the crystal to Toth, "but it's confusing why he only has murderous intent on me." ”
Toth still stared at Stana with this curious gaze, and said, "Actually, I want to ask, why are you not dead yet?"
"Isn't it still you?" Stana, who pulled out the repair solution, and Toth noticed a reddish line poking out of him, connecting with himself.
"Life sharing? I suddenly regretted making that no-harm pact with you. ”
Under the huge itchy effect of muscle healing, Stana only responded vaguely, but Celia in the shadows frowned, the state of life sharing cannot be maintained for a long time, it was established by Stana at a certain moment in the battle just now, that is to say, Thort could not resist the spell from Stana, this is not good news for Celia.
Perhaps it was Celia's mental fluctuations as she was thinking that was detected by Thoth, who was silent for a moment before pretending to point at Woods casually and said to Stana, "Conceptual spells?"
"Conceptual witchcraft. Stana glanced at Toth's finger, shook his head, and said, "It was originally intended for White Ice, but it was activated here." ”
Celia in the shadows couldn't help but light up when she heard this word, as if she had discovered some terrible secret, but Toth deliberately paused for a long time, almost making her lose patience, and then slowly said: "This kind of power based on the ethereal concept is convenience, and when I drove the boat a few days ago, I almost hooked out the spell I prepared, what concept do you use?"
"Then I really have to reconsider whether to treat you as a partner," Stana said, with a look of disgust, "I understand [Together], the behavior of a potential recipient towards the caster may trigger when it dies, and your kill will definitely take effect, and you must accept my orders, even if it is for you to die." ”
"It's a disgusting spell. Toth looked closely at the Spirit Crystal Servant and said, "So you traded my huge amount of life force for this thing?"
At the same time, in the heart that no one was aware of, Toth silently thought: "What did you know that night that would be forced to show this power?" ”
Conceptual spells are never a good thing, and Thoth, who has lost some of his magical abilities for this reason, knows its dangers better than anyone else, from the most basic cosmic truths to the temporary rules and orders, every concept has the potential to become at least ten levels of spells, and its real danger lies in its uncertainty, you know, the concepts that people understand are not necessarily what they really exist in the real world.
Celia looked at the two of them with complicated eyes, Toth undoubtedly discovered her, his description intentionally or unintentionally, reminded her of the sky torn five thousand years ago, the whole mountain elf race, the whole Magir race, the whole Selvi race, the humans who pretended to do their best, and the twelve extraordinary forest elves, all the people who attracted the concept of "eternal death", except for the humans who have been paddling and some of the forest elves who were abandoned by the goddess of magic, all became sacrifices to death.
Although she had been vaguely reminded by Anthony before, she never imagined that the grasp in Anthony's mouth would be the case.
"Is this power now enough for a single magician practitioner?" Celia, who came up with this thought, was frightened by herself, and the disappearance of the gods may not be due to their neglect of human behavior, but the powerlessness to stop the trend, after all, for the guy who could be killed by himself at any time, how can he get his own faith.
As for Thoth, he didn't even hide the meaning of this conversation in the slightest, and even conveyed this fact to all the gods through himself and the mouth of the sea god, was it a show, or a warning?
The only thing I could do was to pray that the person at that time was as reliable as ever, but to whom did I pray, God? Celia, who still has the name of God, once again laughed dumbly at her identity.
Even the Divine Mansion itself is cautious about conceptual powers, and in just a few minutes, Celia has seen two conceptual spells, perhaps as Woods says - "You are simply crazy. ”
I have reservations about this statement. Toth looked at Woods, who was accustomed to this level of roar, and his gaze ignoring his plea gave him another notch, and then his ears buzzed, and he fell.
Stana grabbed the crystal from the vertiginous Toth, crumpled it into pieces as it chanted "Lord Tiger is immortal", and said to Woods, who had fallen to the ground, "Only an intelligent body that can use the power of concept can retain the memory of it, and if we are crazy, put away your disgusting energy before speaking." ”
"You don't tell the truth, but you're right," Stanna said to Woods, who slumped his wand awake Toth, to the collapsed Woods, "If it weren't for the lesson of deep blood, a guy would never have a memory." ”
Both attacks were ineffective against Stana, whether it was a psychic ability or a conceptual psykeric ability, and the weakened Woods was powerless to refute Stana's words, making the guy who had been uncomfortable with him since Belmar was even more disgusting.
"I'm curious why your powers don't work for me, and I'll tell you a little more, don't say it," Stana leaned in to Woods while Toth was still in the circle, and whispered, "This wand of mine is made of a beautiful psychic mancer." ”
Looking at Woods' suddenly bruised face, Stana put his wand to his mouth.
"Shh