After Tina left, Heras lay quietly on the bed, his maid washed his wounds and applied medicine, and after changing into his pajamas, he left quietly, as if he had forgotten the unpleasantness he had just had.

"Poor Tina, who is only interested in helping her family out of this difficult situation, is still living in an ivory tower in the Federation, enjoying the care of elders and society, and the admiration of boys and the jealousy of girls in the schoolyard, and here she has even learned to be optimistic despite the embarrassing abuse of her master. Heras thought sympathetically.

As a law-abiding citizen of the Federation, he was quite disgusted by the things that the noble young master did to this maid. But he knew that there was nothing he could do, even if he was a great emperor who could conquer the Outer World, if he dared to come up with any concept of human rights, he would be kicked off the throne tomorrow by the noble lords who supported him, and treated as a special case of delirium for the legendary mages of the Pillars of the Void to study.

"She's probably the only one who doesn't have much ill will toward me at the moment, and this simple-minded girl probably doesn't know what revenge is, and if I have the chance, I should do something for her. "Heras has his own stubborn ideas, but he is not a saint, and he does not have any thoughts of saving the suffering people of another world, in fact, such thoughts give Heras goosebumps, he does not know those poor slaves.

"As long as the things I value are not harmed, I am satisfied. Heras thought that this was the most stubborn part of his stubbornness.

The night was already deep, and he looked up at the night sky of Ampharon, the stars hanging in the canopy were not much different from what he had seen in the many colonized planets of the Federation. But Heras knew that they were not the same, that the stars in the night sky of Anfaron were not stars, they did not shine by themselves, and that they shone because they reflected the light of the sun in Anfaron.

The world composition of this strange universe is very different from the original universe. In the infinite twisted void, there are countless spherical crystal walls, and the universe beyond the crystal wall is a chaotic void, and within the crystal wall is the world. The center of the world is the plane, the void between the crystal wall and the plane is called the inner void, the inner void is not as twisted and dangerous as the endless void, the rules of the world maintain the stability of the inner void, and the divine kingdom of many stars and plane gods is revolving around the plane in the inner void.

"This is the geocentric world?" Heras suddenly became interested in the information in his memory, all the stars in the crystal wall can be said to be the moons of the Ampharon plane, and the sun is also one of the stars orbiting the plane, but it is a pure energy star separated from the origin of the plane.

Heras stared at the pale blue moon in the night sky, the blue moonlight even flowing slowly on the surface of the moon, and the faint blue light rippling like light smoke seemed to drape a dreamy and gorgeous veil around the moon.

Ampharon has only one sun and one moon, and this moon completely subverts the scientific common sense of Heras, although it also has the law of clouds and sunshine, but it is not a star, this beautiful and dreamy blue moon is the kingdom of the Anfalian moon god - Van Sinar King of the Night! She is one of the oldest gods of Ampharon, and before becoming a god, she was a legendary druid who left legends on many high planes.

It is worth mentioning that the King of the Eternal Night was born in a lesser elven plane, and only began his journey of power after he accidentally came to Ampharon when he was a child. Her first projection was the rules of the high plane of Ampharon, which determined her fate after she finally succeeded in igniting the divine fire - she inevitably became the original deity of Ampharon, and she had to say goodbye to her hometown forever. In the human-dominated city of Ampharon, the elves have even established their own empires, which are inseparable from the power of Van Shenar.

"It's beautiful like a miracle, no, it's a miracle. Heras looked at the dreamlike blue moon, and seemed to feel Van Shenar's gaze on the ground. He remembered an old poem that had been passed down for a long time by the Elves of Ampharon: The soft and dreamy blue light is my sight, but it will never see my homeland

"The Blood Lord was the sworn enemy of the Night King before his fall, and the members of the Salamth family instinctively hated the Sunny Night, and although Heras had not activated his bloodline before, his mother's habits seemed to have influenced him a lot. He finally understood why Heras's bedroom was full of magic crystal lamps, and they were turned on on on clear nights. In fact, moonlight will not suppress the blood of the Blood King, and the hatred is just a psychological reaction.

"Thankfully, I didn't have that reaction at all. "There are people who hate such a beautiful moon, and Heras feels that they have lost half the pleasure of life. While thinking about him, he lay down on his side with his knees in his arms, and he didn't dare to let his guard down even if no one was looking at him. The quantum brain plays a vital role, and without the frequency modulation control of the quantum brain, it would undoubtedly be a difficult task for him to fall asleep in such a bright bedroom.

After a moment of slumber, the door to the room opened strangely. Heras immediately became nervous under the stress of the quantum brain, could it be that someone else had come to fix him? Or maybe it wasn't necessarily a human Sarod was a necromancer!

He didn't dare to look back, continuing to breathe and beat at a sound sleep rate. Familiar footsteps sounded at the door, although it was very slight, but the quantum brain instantly judged the identity of the person who came - what was his cousin doing at this time?

Tahira is neither a thief nor a mid-level mage capable of flying, and although she tries her best to keep herself silent, she has nothing to hide from the analytical abilities of the quantum brain. Now she was standing in front of Heras, frowning gracefully with flaxen eyebrows like crescents. The people of the Leolan family are somewhat similar to commoners except for their temperament. This is also a characteristic of the magic family, the object of their marriage only values magical talents, not any family background, and at the same time, there is no complicated etiquette of pure-blooded nobles.

Watching Heras breathe steadily in his deep sleep, it seemed as if he had no idea what he was coming. Tahira's doubts deepened, and in the previous retributions, his pupils had not even changed from beginning to end, and he had been in a state of godless relaxation. It seems to fit all the characteristics of an idiot, if it is disguised, then his control over himself is almost to the point of a legendary knight, and if he has this ability, he can kill himself and a small ant of the level of Sarod with a single finger.

Soul Shock failure can also be interpreted as an invalid cast, even if the caster's level is one level higher than that of the recipient. However, his seizure happened to escape the poisonous stinger. It's such a coincidence! The possibility of two unlikely events happening at the same time is close to zero! Tahira became more and more sure of his thoughts.

"My dear cousin, your acting skills are amazing! The opera masters who have swept the empire are only worthy of your apprenticeship!" she didn't know where she took out an old book that had obviously been very old, and threw it at Heras's saliva face.

Hearing this, Heras's fragile soul was almost frightened away, but the quantum brain was still stable enough to keep him asleep. "No, my performance is flawless, she can't be so sure!" he understood immediately, and then felt a book fall in his face.

"It's a bit too much to say if you're still pretending to be asleep. He slowly opened his confused eyes, and then he saw Tahira bending over his hands on his knees to look at him, his face less than half a meter away from him. "She's lying to me," Heras thought.

Heras even had the leisure to count the sparse freckles on Tahira's fair-skinned and beautiful goose egg face. "Appreciate anything worth admiring. This is another part of his stubborn concept. Then he wanted to see what had smashed his head, and his confused eyes swept the book aimlessly, and then Heras's breathing almost came to a standstill—the tattered cover read: Universal Divine Blood Activation Method and a Brief Introduction to Bloodline Abilities.

"I know you're in dire need of strength right now, and you've brought what you need most. Although it is a universal activation method, it is just right for your thin bloodline, and the Salamth family's inheritance activation method requires extremely high concentrations of the blood king divine blood. Tahira squinted her eyes and said that as soon as Heras showed interest or even the slightest abnormality, she could tell that the guy was fading.

At that time, he must make a deal with him, regardless of his senses, Heras is indeed a rare magical genius. As long as he tells himself how to be immune to soul shock, he will be innocent of his past and will provide him with refuge. You must know that even if it is magic of the same level, the power increases with the strength of the mage himself, and the soul impact of the ** master and the soul impact of the low-level mage is no less than the difference between the tornado and the light wind.

Tahira is preparing to use Soul Shock as her third level of advancement, this magic takes effect quickly, has no casting track, and can directly act on the target, while also eliminating or alleviating some of the negative mental states suffered by the caster. Almost every mage has a spell engraved on their soul, and necromancers are just better at it. Being immune to soul blasts is significant in magical showdowns.

Strength is always what mages crave the most, and for this reason many mages can sell everything. Although Tahira has not yet regarded his dignity as worthless, compared to the immunity to soul shock, the festival with Heras is insignificant. In this respect, she was not as gifted in magic as Sarode, but she was clearly much smarter than him.

Under Tahira's intently watchful gaze, Heras was at war with heaven and man in his heart. What he longed for was right in front of him, and he couldn't wait to open the old book cover immediately. But this is undoubtedly a surrender in front of Tahira, he is not sure what Tahira wants to do, maybe he will be in danger of his life after confessing.

Thanks to the Quantum Brain's ability to stay calm, Heras quickly came up with a solution, albeit a bit risky. Then he reached for the old book, his eyes still dull. Picking up the book slowly, Heras made some inexplicable sounds in his throat, and saliva couldn't stop dripping down the corners of his mouth.

"Are you still performing at this time?" Seeing that Heras was ready to confess so quickly, Tahira's eyes lit up, but she couldn't help but mock in her heart, and then her eyes widened in surprise.

Heras struggled to tear open the old, yellowed parchment, and as he moved, the torn book that had existed for an unknown number of years kicked up a lot of dust. Then he put the parchment in his mouth and chewed it with relish.

Tahira waved his hand, and a gust of wind created out of thin air, blowing away the dust that had accumulated on the pages. The book was written in high divine script, and even she had to read it quite laboriously, not to mention some of the complex human blood compositions and illustrations of the basic analysis of the Godhead. She couldn't imagine someone who could remember it with a single glance without using powerful mnemonics.

"Is he really an idiot, is this idiot really just trying to eat it?" watched as Heras ate the book page by page, and Tahira didn't notice any magic fluctuations. She was now a little skeptical of her previous judgment.

Shaking her head in disappointment, Tahira straightened up, didn't look at Heras again, turned and walked out of the room, and as soon as she was out of the room, she slammed the door shut with a gust of wind.

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