The skill tree in his consciousness grew again, and in the pile of forks on a branch of skill, a new magic skill was forming, and the logo was a half-skeleton, wearing a top hat and a cloak and holding a microphone in his hand, looking like he was about to sing.

"It effectively hides the image of being scared and screaming in front of the King of Terror, which is the same as the blind king crouching on the ground with one leg and shooting." Observing the skill mark on the skill tree of knowing the sea, he pondered, "The scream of the god of death is suspected of revealing people's old roots, the song of the dead?" Let's still howl the undead. ”

Finalizing the name of the skill, Masturbation crawled out from underneath, wanting to try out the magic effect.

At the entrance to the cemetery, the old magician, who was eating nuts and reading parchment scrolls at night, looked at the pusher who was led up by the ghost and asked, "Is there anything to catch?" ”

"I've learned a spell, and I'm going to test it." Masturbation replied truthfully.

"Is it still the magic of the psychic item? I think I can be a target for you. The old magician said very positively when he heard this.

"Well, psychic magic, magic that can affect Xu for a short time." "I've named it Necromantic Howl, and it may be a little bit wider. ”

"It doesn't matter, you just control the damage." The old mage said, "Is it on your side?" ”

"No, you don't." "Are you ready?" ”

"Let's get started." The old mage nodded, and saw a ghostly skeleton as large as a mill emerge from behind it.

The skull tail landed on the ground with two dry bones and arms in a triangular shape, tattered but with long hair, I saw it flick the long hair that blocked its face back, and then leaned forward and shook its cheeks violently and roared.

The sudden roar made the old mage feel a palpitation, he got up from his chair and turned his head to run backwards, but he only ran two steps before stopping, and turned his head to look at the half-skeleton that was shattered after stroking, "Isn't this your fear technique?" ”

"It's pretty much the same." Hearing this, he nodded.

"It's far from it, the effect soul is not as powerful as the psychological hints of those god sticks." The old mage sat back in his chair and thought for a moment and asked, "Did you use the Sage's Stone when you meditated?" ”

"Isn't it harmful?" Ask.

"Of course, it can quickly increase the upper limit of your mental power, but it has the disadvantage of consciousness collapse and polluting consciousness, theoretically the magic power injected into the magic is not only the quantity of the requirements, but also the quality, low-level magic may not be in demand, but some high-level magic has a demand for the quality of mental power."

Hearing this, he nodded, although the old mage didn't know magic, what he said was very reasonable, whether it was the death shoe or the summoning of the god of death, the magic effect was fundamentally to change the shape of the soul, but the change caused by the undead roaring and stimulating the soul was already a form change.

"How to improve the purity of spiritual power." Ask.

"Slowly meditate to peel off the impurities in your consciousness, or go to the gray and black witch tent to ask for witch toad brew, that potion can fuse the original two creatures together, and it is no problem to smelt spiritual power." The old mage said.

Hearing this, he nodded, the gray and black witch tent can't be begged, but it can still be strong.

Seeing that he stopped making a sound after asking, the corners of the old mage's mouth twitched and finally spoke, "I can't practice the magic you gave me." ”

"Don't understand what? I can tell you. Hearing this, he said.

"I've been exploring the soul for so many years, how can I not understand it, but I can't release magic." The old mage smiled bitterly.

"Yes, these spells have a mental power limit, you have to increase the mental power limit." Masturbation.

"That's not the case, my mental power capacity is not much lower than yours." The old mage said, "It's just that you have to use magic to run that magic theory, calculating the shock and the order of the arrangement is a very time-consuming thing, often only two percent of the way, and the previous one percent collapses, even if it doesn't collapse, I'm afraid that others won't wait for you for hours to let you release the magic when you are facing the enemy, so do you have any skills or reservations?" ”

"Is there such a thing?" Hearing this, he was slightly surprised, "Magic derivation only needs to be calculated step by step when you first comprehend it, and after that, as long as you imagine the magic you want to release, you can only release it if you have enough spiritual power." ”

"Extremely fast? I'll see if you're demoting the magic. The old mage said.

Nodding his head, he stretched out his hand as he watched the ghost floating in the air, and the ghost slowly descended motionlessly.

"It's the soul." He said, and then beckoned to the necromancer who was walking in the distance, and the necromancer ran over with a crackling throat, and even if he fell halfway, he crawled over to the ground as fast as he could.

"It's the call of death." He said and asked the old mage to move away from the table, and the next moment the table was shattered.

"It's the grip of death, and there's soul drain and the howl of the undead." As he spoke, he began to chant the incantation, and the magic circle stretched out from under his feet, but this time he only absorbed a little spiritual power from the ghost of the dragon and lifted the magic array, and then the half-skeleton with a cloak came out and roared twice, and then the crackling bones scattered to the ground and disappeared.

The old mage watched as he finished casting all his magic, his eyes were full of shock and envy, and then he sighed, "Sure enough, you didn't calculate the magic, you missed this step when you released the magic, and you were directly formed." ”

"Yes." He nodded, he somewhat understood that he could release magic, in addition to his strong mental power, there was also a reason for the skill tree in his consciousness, the skills on it were all turned into finished products after the first deduction, and they came out when he thought about it when he needed it, instead of calculating it every time as the old mage said.

"How?" The old mage asked.

"You'll never learn, and you'll never learn." "I may be different from others here, but if you can carve the embodiment of magic in the sea of consciousness, you may be able to release magic in an instant like me." ”

"That's probably not something I can function or imagine." The old mage was disappointed when he heard this, "You are a bit like the Heavenly Visualization of the Vor Clan's royal court, but it is a fixed product, and you need thousands of rules to put it together." ”

"Don't be too upset, maybe I'm the only one in this world who can use magic." Comfortingly.

"You're really lucky." The old mage nodded, looked at Pouch and asked, "Your Excellency's share?" ”

"Hilton's Dark Sage." Masturbation.

"No wonder." The old mage nodded, he had been in seclusion for a long time and didn't know the deeds of the Dark Sage, but being able to be called a Sage was indeed not comparable to ordinary people.

"Is my companion okay?" Seeing that the old mage didn't have anything to ask, he asked.

"She's awakened, and she's out of the city now, this kid probably caught a necromancer before, and now she knows how to put the Sage's Stone on her forehead." The old mage said and smiled, "She has a good talent, although she has a broken arm, but if she goes to the gray and black witch tent, she can still graft one." ”

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