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The next day, when Curt returned to the Black Tower, he experienced the feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) Countless streams of magic swirled around Curt, calling him to touch the deeper web. So Curt hurried to the mystical research room, and before he could say hello to Ani, he entered a state of meditation. His soul passed through layers of demonic webs to the third level of demonic webs.

Compared to the last time Curt saw, this time the magic net of the third layer has become even bigger and deeper. It pulled forward the infinite space, glowing with embers as dark red as if it were about to burn out.

Curt rushed forward without hesitation, breaking into the dense web of magic. A huge amount of magic poured into his body, expanding the limits of his spellcasting ability. Without saying a word, Curt felt a burning sensation in his chest. The arcane tattoo that Ioham had given Curt quietly worked, greedily sucking on the magic. It seemed to grow like a life, spreading across Curt's skin. When the magic power that invaded Curt's body was exhausted, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the third layer of magic net turned into wisps of star chips and flew away.

A new web unfolded in front of Curt, glowing with a brilliant silver glow, and the mesh was so dense that he couldn't even reach his hand. Dense bright spots exploded and dissipated on the magic web, and these magic fountains were spells in action. Curt stopped in surprise, still in the void. He listened intently, searching for a familiar voice.

"The Spell ......"

The voice was deep, soft, and penetrated Curt's heart and lungs. Curt was irrepressibly terrified as the door of fate was opening before him. Curt moved his gaze as if under hypnosis, focusing on the most intense knots on the web. The pillars of light that rose and fell were not ordinary spellcasters, but were magicians using magic techniques to purify and strengthen the magic in their invocation.

"I see......"

Curt nodded slightly, feeling enlightened. He observes the complete shaping of magic by magical techniques, and uses his whole heart to memorize and accept new knowledge. It seemed like an eternity, and it seemed like a moment, and Curt suddenly grasped the point of the magic technique. An unseen magic technique was etched into Curt's memory, it was called Spell Instant, which was able to complete a spell in an instant at the cost of four levels.

Spells that are instantly enhanced by spells do not require spells and do not require gestures. It's one of the strongest magic techniques, but it's surprisingly expensive to use. For example, very few people are willing to sacrifice a level 7 spell slot for a level 3 fireball spell in an instant. However, the web has given Curt a special skill to the Enchanter, which is called the Synergy Demon. Through Guò Synergy Demon, Curt can help another mage with instant spells without any consumption, no matter what level of spell the opponent is ready to cast.

At the same time, several new spell slots were also formed in Curt's body. Among them is a level 4 spell slot, which means that Curt has reached the next level and is the best among intermediate mages.

At the expense, a portion of the web dimmed in Curt's field of vision. They belong to the Charm Control system, one of the nine types of magic, and their main function is to manipulate the spiritual realm, such as charming, immobilizing, and dominating enemies. As a psyker, Curt's psychic abilities are the perfect replacement for lost spells. Instead, he has been enhanced in terms of prophecy and protection.

The weightless feeling of falling began to tug at Curt, making him realize that his contact with the magic net was coming to an end. As Curt saluted gratefully, two figures suddenly appeared beside him.

"Ah, this is the magic web. It's so big that I've been longing for it for centuries. ”

The phantom one sighed, its six tentacles fluttering in the flow of magic. Ani, who appeared at the same time, was silent, just floating quietly beside Curt to help Curt stabilize his body. Curt opened his mouth in surprise, but he couldn't spit out a word. When he began to wonder if the Ichiē he saw was a reality or an illusion, Nazha held out his hand. The Spirit-Sucker's palm was only four fingers, and it made a flexible gesture as if it were talking to himself:

"Psionic energy, magic, and magic, what is the difference between them? It's just the use of power, why does it have to be so clear? In the long river of fate, what is predestined? If the mystery of the multiverse is a curtain, then just wield the sword of destiny, you can cut it!"

After saying that, Nazha fiercely aimed his fingertips at the magic net. The spiritual power that was so pure that it was like a substance was quantified into a line, straight into the magic net. With the silk thread forged by spiritual power, Nazha was connected to the magic net. Its skin gradually turned from cyan to purple red, becoming extremely strange and terrifying. The entire space trembled, and a roar of rage could be heard in the distance.

Curt instinctively wanted to stop Naza, but he couldn't do it. After a long time, Nazha let out a long sigh. It smiled and said to Curt, who didn't know why:

"Thank you, Curt. With your guidance, I've finally gained the spell-casting ability I've always dreamed of. In return, I will share my harvest with you. - Ms. Ani, it's a fair deal. I took advantage of Curt and gave him something in return, can you accept such an arrangement?"

"Yes, I promise I won't hold you accountable. ”

Ani nodded and let go of Curt. So Nazha waved his fingers lightly and tore off the silk thread forged by spiritual power. Under its control, the thread fell on Curt's body. When the end of the thread was attached to the arcane tattoo, Curt felt a steady stream of magic pouring into his body. New spell slots take shape in Curt's body, including a second rank four spell slot.

Curt awoke suddenly, now lying on his back in a chair in the arcane research room. He was sweaty and heavily clothed, and his body was already extremely weak. Nazha stood beside him, placing a long beard on top of Curt's head. Ani was lying on Curt's lap, her body blurred and distorted like light from the water.

"These two monsters ......"

Curt struggled to sit up and shook his head again. Ignoring Naza, Curt refused to use the word 'monster' to describe Ani. When Naza withdrew her tentacles, Ani straightened up. Curt turned his head and listened to Naza's ecstatic words:

"Hahahaha, I finally did it! This is the secret of the magic net, I finally understand!"

Naza laughed in a spirit-sucking fashion, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth. It fluttered its tentacles violently, and said to Curt, who was secretly on guard:

"The rules of the magic web are very simple, which is really beyond my expectations. There is only a paper difference between magic and magic, they are simply the same thing. Sure enough, only the power of psionic energy is sound, and psionic power is the power that truly belongs to us. Curt, the web is nothing more than a place of exchange between the goddess of magic and mortals. It won't be long before you'll understand what I mean. ”

With that, Nazha snapped his beard and disappeared into the light of teleportation. Curt sat up with difficulty, looked at Ani, who had taken a few steps back, and said:

"Do you understand what Naza is saying? It seems to have done something amazing. Please explain it to me if you can. ”

"You don't need to care about Naza, you have to get used to your new self first. ”

Ani replied quietly, a rare hint of exhaustion in her voice. When Curt's eyes widened in confusion, Ani said slowly:

"Because of the constant psychic ability and the chain of fate that has been tied to you, your spiritual power has been connected to the magic web. In the future, you can enter the magic net at any time and explore the mysteries of the spell. But remember to keep a low profile, this ability is only possessed by you and Naza, and never give it to anyone else. ”

"Understood. ”

Curt nodded in surprise, knowing for the first time that psychic abilities could be applied to creatures like spells. With this hand alone, Nazha is already a unique psionic master in the world. And judging from what Nazha said just now, it seems that it has also gained the ability to cast spells.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. ’

Curt shook his head, feeling that the situation was completely out of his control. But as long as Curt closed his eyes and meditated, he could sense that the magic net was close at hand. He exhaled, then asked Ani, who was breaking down into particles of light:

"By the way, Ani, will you be able to access the magic web?"

"No, and there is no need. ”

You shook your head and slowly closed your lilac eyes. She dissipated into the air, leaving only dreamy whispers.

"I'm here to protect you, Curt. I feel so tired...... I'm really tired......"

"Thank you, Ani. ”

Curt whispered thoughtfully, feeling the throbbing of his heart. How he longed for Ani to become a human, so that Curt could say the important words.

Three weeks later, an army of 400 mercenaries drove out of the city. The man who controlled this army was Curt, and Glenn and another inquisition mage were in charge of serving as Curt's deputy.

To Curt's surprise, Eoham sent Randall the Faceless with him. The reason for this is that Randall is able to perform advanced teleportation skills, which can help Curt move between battlefields. This is an unexpected help, and the Faceless One is an enforcer that even the High Mages fear.

When Curt appeared, accompanied by three mages, the leaders of the five mercenary groups all gasped. They realized what a terrible force was behind Curt, and it was completely beyond the reach of a mere mercenary.

In addition, the frost giant Bloom is also enough to intimidate the arrogant among the mercenaries. With every step Bloom takes, the ground around him trembles. Gordon and Cameron stood a little farther away with a grin, judging the mercenaries of uneven strength.