Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Demon Spirit
"Turning into a demon? That's a predictable problem. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
A cold voice drifted into Teng Yunshen's ears, and he shuddered, and when he turned around, he found that the forest mage was tiptoeing into the cab. At this time, she looks like a ...... A little girl who is reluctant to fall in love with the dance dress in the window.
Su Ruiwen was interested: "Do you want to take a look?"
The witch nodded desperately. Teng Yunshen was startled by her vivid expression. In his impression, the girl had always been gloomy, like the deep green shade of the forest.
Su Ruiwen excitedly dragged her to the front of the long front of the car.
"What do they want to see?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled reluctantly: "The forest witch must be very fascinated by the engine, it is a goblin who has lived for thousands of years." ”
The concept of goblins and elves made Teng Yunshen confused.
"I'll have to check it out, too. He said that he and Jiang Xiaoxiao walked to the girls' side as if they were separated. No matter what kind of distance it is, it makes them feel embarrassed.
Jiang Xiaoxiao raised her glowing hand, illuminating the pitch-black vision. Teng Yunshen saw what the forest witch cared about.
It was a thick mass of blue tentacles that were inserted into the pipes that went in all directions. Teng Yunshen had never seen such a blue, it was so ordinary that it was deliberate, neither the dazzling blue of the blue sky, nor the deep blue of the sapphire, nor the clear blue of the blue sea. It's just ...... Blue. You might find it in cheap watercolor paints sold at roadside stationery stores.
Teng Yunshen blinked. The moment he closed his eyes, he realized that he had forgotten the color of the goblin.
"Can I feed it?" begged the forest witch pitifully.
Su Ruiwen generously agreed: "Just don't kidnap it." ”
The Witch of the Forest put on her gloves and took out a black pouch from the gray bag, and then took out a black gelatinous elixir from it, and she asked the Transfiguration Mage for her opinion, "Is this okay?"
A series of bubbles erupted on the blue tentacles.
Su Ruiwen nodded: "It likes it very much." ”
Teng Yunshen cautiously took a few steps back. The magic of the goblins affected him all the time. "Alive?" Teng Yunshen didn't make a sound, but Jiang Xiaoxiao understood his mouth. She cared about him all the time. Jiang Xiaoxiao gently tugged Teng Yunshen's arm and took the surprised young wizard away from the girls.
"If we call it a goblin, it's alive. She explained, "Elves are living creatures, and elves are creatures. Living things and creations make up the ecology of the entire supernatural world. ”
"What about the wizards?"
"We are outsiders, we are born in the natural world. Jiang Xiaoxiao hesitated and said, "We should be classified as living creatures, right? We are subordinate to society, and goblins are not even aware of their own continuity. ”
"What's the matter with demons?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao clenched her arms as if she was cold: "Under all kinds of unfortunate coincidences, the wizard with a mental breakdown will merge with the powerful elves, this is the origin of the demon spirit." They are terrifying monsters, and are even able to gain energy by devouring things like time and space. It is not easy to rescue a wizard who has changed into a demon spirit, and every time a demon spirit appears, it will set off a bloody storm. ”
"Was the previous troop carrier set off to defeat demons?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao shook her head: "We can't deal with the demon spirit." Sometimes, elves will form a bond with goblins, causing riots. Solving this problem is our main focus. It was the information that we received that the runaway goblins were haunting the city that we organized a team of ......" The girl's voice fell with a visible amplitude.
Last night's heavy casualties were a huge blow to Jiang Xiaoxiao. She cares very, very much about people's suffering.
Teng Yunshen nodded: "I roughly understand a little." I...... Don't think you're going to break down. I've escaped death several times in this 'fulfilling' day, and what else can drive me crazy?"
"Love-" Jiang Xiaoxiao held her breath for a momentary gaffe. She froze in the interrupted syllables as if by magic.
Teng Yun stared at her in disbelief.
"I'm just using an analogy. The girl stammered and mended, and if she talked while walking, Teng Yunshen could vividly imagine her stumbling.
She quickened her pace: "Some people think that the phenomenon of elves is a mental illness. But, in any case, they are real after all. The superform is the image of the self, while the spirit is the image of the self and all the phenomena that work together. The shaman created them and deepened his self-knowledge in the process. However, both extreme rationality and extreme sensibility can create deep spirits, which is dangerous. ”
Jiang Xiaoxiao regained her composure, her eyes were half-closed, revealing a sad emotion: "I know Yunshen. If you meet someone who you want to save no matter what, but you can't save it anyway, you may break down. ”
Teng Yunshen was speechless.
"This is not alarmist. Jiang Xiaoxiao put on a serious expression, "Every wizard is an artist, and the spiritual world of an artist is often different from ordinary people. Elves give our latent consciousness nowhere to hide, you have to face them, face obsessions, and every thought of a wizard has power. ”
Teng Yunshen changed his stance uneasily. "What should I do?" he asked. The demon spirit is a monster that even the tenacious Jiang Xiaoxiao admits that she can't resist. Teng Yunshen didn't want to be like that. Jiang Xiaoxiao successfully constructed a terrifying image of the demon spirit in his mind.
"On the twelfth day of becoming a wizard, you have to give your magic a solid nature. ”
"Career planning. ”
Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded. Her eyes were bright, which meant that the energy returned to the girl: "We should be ready early." You've been through so many fierce battles, and you know all kinds of magic, right?"
"Has the identity of the necromancer been found?" Teng Yunshen recalled his dead comrades.
"There are very few clues. His name is Xu Zhongren. Other than that, there is no more information. ”
"Thank you. He raised his hand slightly, "I have one more question...... I've met some wizards whose mana isn't showing ...... Special nature. ”
"Just like me?"
Teng Yunshen nodded hesitantly.
"Dark mages and light mages, their mana is the most primitive, and the techniques they master are the purest, inclusive, or negative. ”
The forest witch suddenly said to the back of Teng Yunshen's head, "You should become a blood mage." ”