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You close your eyes in the darkness, expecting gentle dreams to greet your sinking body as ever. Then, maybe a few seconds later, maybe dozens of seconds later, all in all, just before you have time to feel the tenderness of your dreams, the kind and annoying morning dawn quietly arrives.

You open your eyes, a little overwhelmed by the light outside the window. You slept soundly, even, it may be the most soundly you'll ever sleep. However, you don't feel the passage of dark time unsettling you. You'll wonder if it's some kind of deception. You stare at the ceiling, expecting tiredness to come out of nowhere......

However, you did get a good night's sleep.

Teng Yunshen is now experiencing a similar situation. He felt the end before he could feel the beginning. Someone else doesn't remember having a dream, and he doesn't remember sleeping a night.

He just closed his eyes and immediately opened them again. The darkness is fleeting. You turn off the lights, but the sun is shining soon.

He stood in the middle of an empty igloo and cast his gaze aimlessly in all directions. Nothing. This was due to the fact that he was not sure what he should find and what he could find, and the second was due to the ...... There may really be nothing left in the igloo. The igloo is melting. It accomplished its mission and came to an end.

"You ......"

Teng Yunshen tried to ask the magic sword a question, but he couldn't feel any trace of the elven activity at all. As the elf was about to say something, he could feel a static current pass through the gullies in his brain, and he could hear a faint noise. Now, the only thing ringing in his ears is the sound of melting snow and ice.

Is the elf gone? He wasn't deterred, and it might be a good thing to take the opportunity to get rid of the dangerous magic sword. It's just that the mystery hangs in the balance. Besides, considering that the magic sword is indeed a rare murder weapon, this may not be a good thing.

He turned around and found that the witch had walked behind him.

He asked, "How long has it been?" He knew that the dark time had slipped away in silence, but he didn't know exactly how long that time was.

"Twenty minutes. The witch replied, apparently prepared for Teng Yunshen's question. She narrowed her eyes behind the mask, scrutinizing the bewildered young wizard.

Strangely, Teng Yunshen noticed the change in the witch's expression, but he couldn't sketch the witch's face in his imagination. He even had the illusion that the mask was helping him, allowing him to better distinguish the witch's expression. You know, some girls are very good at putting on an elusive look. And the witch of the same style, but behind the mask, she revealed her expression in great detail.

"In the past, I've seen your face when people were leaving igloos. The witch said slowly, "You don't know what just happened, you don't know what happened, do you? You'll always remember. There is a reason for this. ”

"Is this normal?"

"At least, it's not special. There are few standards that work in this matter. Each igloo is based on the Frost Mage's personality, which is not the same as the Strange Mage's architecture. ”

Teng Yunshen raised the magic sword: "What about it? It doesn't speak." ”

The witch was unimpressed. She sighed, "Promise me." After you go out, you have to find a teacher to make up for the lessons. Of course, don't look for me. I'm busy saving the world, and it's expensive. ”

"For safety reasons, I should study hard. ”

The witch nodded with satisfaction, "Good." Listen. The essence of the spirit is a thought of yours. If the magic sword falls into my hands, it will change with it. It resides in the immutable magic sword, but it is all kinds of us who really leave it in this world. However, they all have one thing in common, they all yearn to one day be able to get rid of the plausible form of existence and return to the emptiness of ignorance and unawareness. ceases to exist. Even they don't realize it. Yes. I used the word 'consciousness' and it's weird to use it on elves. They are...... Conscious. ”

"Sounds like they have some kind of self-destructive tendency?" Teng Yun looked uneasily at the silent magic sword in his hand.

The witch shook her head, "Destruction? Don't take the logic of human behavior up to the top. Releasing the spirits is just a matter of returning everything to its original natural state. Wood that has been chopped into firewood doesn't care when it contributes light and warmth, but elves do. This is pretty much the only thing they have in common. It's not a stand-alone thing. However, cells infected with the virus will also wonder how to end themselves. At the end of the day, it's still because our minds are at work. When you see the mess of wires tangled, don't you have the idea of untying them? Untying them is the healthiest way to live. And that's what it's like to unleash the genie for, and who likes to talk to themselves? Another voice from the radio dancing in your head is terrifying. ”

Teng Yunshen stared at the magic sword. "You mean it's gone?" he summed up slowly.

"It's not that easy. What disappeared was nothing more than a part of it as a relic. However, it was enough to keep it in rest for a while. ”

Teng Yunshen put away the magic sword in disbelief.

"Now, it's time to talk about what we're going to do. "The witch opens the door to the world of the past. She summoned the ghost of the igloo and re-established the polar hut that had faded into nothingness.

She looked around and seemed pleased with her creation. "Okay, right? Maybe I have the talent to become a master of ice carving. She sat down cross-legged. "I'm going to train you here. ”

Teng Yunshen reminded: "We are at war. ”

"That's why I need you stronger. If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Sharpen the knife and do not mistake the woodcutter. The witch untied a pocket from behind her and threw all the contents to the ground.

The long nails shimmered with sharp light.

Teng Yunshen bent down and carefully touched these creepy guys. "What are these for?" he had a bad feeling. The witch carried nails with her, probably not to hang up the veil.

"This is for my dead captives. The necromancer smiled slightly, "I often need a metal mage, but it's not easy to get the right materials. And pierce their bodies with these nails to get dead metal mages. It is much easier to transform the dead than the living. ”

Teng Yunshen raised his head in surprise.