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"A long time ago, in the era of the Ancient Demons and the Ancient Gods, the Psions were already the kings of almost most of the planes, and the tentacles of their huge empire extended to almost all planes, enslaving many races, including these guys...... As they came into contact with the Psionic Monsters, they were also slowly infused with some psychic power. (To read the latest chapter of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network) Oh, it's pretty much the same as you are now. ”

"Can't you just say that they are resistant to psionic energy?" Edward couldn't help but grind his teeth - in fact, he let out a charm in the first place, but his spirit seemed to hit a wall, and it didn't work at all.

"It's mainly because of the astral plane, but there is still resistance...... Anyway, one of them is a guy named Guise, known as the Great Samurai, who leads the slaves with psychic abilities to unleash a great rebellion on the overside plane in pursuit of their so-called freedom. In the end, the ancient species of spirit sucking monsters failed due to their monotonous way of controlling the spirits, and the originally powerful empire was destroyed by these bandits. ”

"I'll you...... Do you know anything useful?"

"So, this kind of thing is the stupid delusion of cowards, and those stupid demons will say that the pursuit of chaos is the nature of creatures in the universe, but in fact, how many completely chaotic societies have you seen?"

The voice of the Spirit Crystal Servant turned low, cruel, closer to his maker: "So in the end, the result of freedom is that these idiots are divided into two groups, and each side is constantly trying to eliminate the other. It's been going on for thousands of years, and then what? Eventually, the Giss Yankees completely abandoned their so-called freedom and got a ...... Well, a militaristic social structure. And the Gizelles, hmph, they became a pack of lost dogs, and in the end they didn't keep much territory, and they were oppressed by various races. ”

Obviously, the environment of the astral plane, and the sudden arrival of enemies, had made the spirit of the Spirit Servant a little too excited, and Edward frowned, only to find a little useful information from this statement—the Gizaires were slightly better than their kind.

The Psychic Warlock gathers his spirit and keeps his body moving around him.

It seems that the reason the Girzeyankees were able to destroy the Psick Empire was not just their ability to resist abilities - their terrifying ability to move in astral space was perhaps their greatest weapon to win.

It's just that the dazzling speed is not difficult for Edward to deal with now--he is not just a spellcaster who feeds on psionic energy, as long as he concentrates, he can almost match or even surpass it! As for the sharp blade in that guy's hand...... I have to say that their swordsmanship is obviously a little rougher. The pain of losing his eyes and the obstacles made him completely confused, and after dodging twice, the ubiquitous star in the space condensed on the handle of his long sword, and with a swing, the weapon flew out of his hand at once!

Click!

The sharp pain in his eyes and the disarming of his weapon made the Gisyankees even more flustered, and he drew an arc in the air, ready to flee back to his companion, but a hand stroked his throat in an instant, and then the crunch of bones snapping became the last thing he felt.

The psychic warlock bent his knuckles, and after the other party died, that strange feeling was once again affirmed, his mental fluctuations were slightly agitated, his thinking was flexible, and even his feelings seemed to become more acute......

Then, this rare opportunity should not be missed.

The battle between the two groups of Guise has entered a stalemate...... But the balance of victory and defeat seems to be pressed in favor of the Giiszelles little by little.

The silver blade in the hand of a Giss Yankee warrior danced, forcing the opponent in front of him, who was already missing an arm, to retreat again and again, hitting a pumice stone in the star space. But just as he was triumphantly about to deliver the final blow, a sticky greasy touch somehow attached to the hilt of his sword, and he hurriedly shook his hands back in shock, so that he did not lose this weapon that was like a second life!

Beside one of the Gisyankee warriors, two Gizaires punched and kicked together, but their opponents were exceptionally strong and swift, and the silver blades in their hands changed and swam, turning into four or five blades, steadily occupying the form. But at some point, several pieces of space flew towards him one after another, and then a sharp sound wave swept across, blasting the rubble into countless fragments, completely covering his vision! It also made his ears tingle unbearably, and finally, the terrible pain followed, making him hiss, and he became the garbage of the star space.

A Gisyankee warrior spotted the strange figure wandering on the edge of the battlefield, and his long experience had made him notice that the figure seemed to be different, so he cautiously approached the figure, but he had only just swam a few dozen feet, and his neck suddenly became hot, and then the sour breath rushed to his nostrils in a terrible hiss! The sharp pain made him scream, and he reached out to cover the wound, and then the terrible pain spread out in his neck and hands at the same time! He screamed and reached for the vial at his waist, but unfortunately the enemy had already flown in, and before death came, the Gisyankee only had time to see the silent spider-like monster floating beside him, with a strange pattern on his face, which seemed to be a cruel smile.

......

This extra aid undoubtedly put the Gisyankees in trouble, and almost in a matter of moments, four or five unlucky guys lost their lives, and two more, lost their weapons due to greasy spells, and were severely injured by the Gizaires!

So, a moment later, more than a dozen unknown injuries made the Giss Yankees finally understand that they could no longer win...... But the leader of them who was extraordinarily ornate in armor also seemed to be extremely decisive, and after a humble order, these guys turned around without hesitation and left the battlefield in some teleportation!

"Thank you for your help, traveler I don't know. ”

The victorious Giszaires gathered up in formation and began searching for loot to heal themselves in the dead enemy, while one of them stepped out of the crowd and spoke to a figure in the distance.

He looked a little shorter than the other Tongzhu, with a crooked back and bony shoulders, but at least more than six feet tall, and a face that was also very characteristic of the Guise race, flat and stiff, but the earthy yellow skin seemed to have a reddish character, and the bare skull was no exception, and there was no longer the color of the hair roots, and the ears did not have those uneven jagged teeth, but it was a little close to the elf, which made his face look less hideous, especially unique in that his eyes were very narrow, dry yellow, and deep-set, always giving people a deep squint, full of wisdom, a sense of alertness.

"This guy is likely to be a 'fierce hand' or a 'boxing master', and his identity should be the tallest among these people, and he is probably ...... age" The Spirit Crystal Servant sneered: "The people of Gizelle like to judge and organize them by value. Therefore, there are a series of titles and grades that are used to award to individuals as a reward. This guy should be at the level of a squad leader. When you talk to him, it's best to make yourself a little more incomprehensible, so that it is easier to earn their respect. ”

"I've only traveled to the astral plane to explore the mysteries of psionic powers, and while it wasn't my intention to be involved in your fight, it's always impossible to sit idly by and watch a bandit like the Gisyankees do something. ”

Edward spoke lightly, but manipulating his voice gave his words a cold air of his own, closer to that of Katzejek, the most powerful man he remembered: "It's just that I have some of my own troubles to solve, so you know how far the Gisyankee space giant is from here, you know?"

In fact, if he could, Edward would really want to squeeze some benefits from these people of the other world, but he couldn't think of anything to make for a while - he was completely confused about the things of this plane, and he didn't have much advantage in strength, although he 'made a righteous move', but if these Gizzeres didn't appreciate it, he couldn't do anything at all.

In addition, in his current state, it seems that there is no way to get any loot.

But if you ask directly about the way to go back, it seems to be a bit of a loss...... And it is equivalent to directly revealing their true abilities, and now in this situation, who knows how grateful these otherworldly beings will have?

"We have left those robbers some distance away, and have interfered accordingly, and for a while, I don't think you will have to worry about their starships, honorable travelers. ”

The Gizelle's gaze lingered on Edward's body for a few moments, and his lingua franca, though nasal, was familiar, "Allow us to express our gratitude, I noticed that you mentioned that you have some interest in the realm of psionic energy?"

As he stretched out his palm, a small crystal soared from it, crossing a distance of several hundred feet...... Edward's gaze froze slightly, and he reached out to take it, and a slight coldness passed from the crystal into his mind, and there seemed to be something more in his senses.

"Just a third-order psionic ability?"

"Indeed, this small gift seems to be a bit insufficient as a thank you, so I might as well help you solve the biggest problem......"

Edward's heart was startled, and there seemed to be some kind of fluctuation that had just passed silently through his spirit, and the thin muscles of the other man's skeletal face twitched...... That expression, as if smiling?

But at this time, it is too late to close your mind!

The figure of the Giiszelle had disappeared in place...... As soon as the astonished psychic sorcerer turned around, he had already appeared on Edward's side, and in his hand he was holding a dead Gisyankee silver sword! The figure flickered again, and the silver sword in his hand had already pulled out a piece of luster! The target was actually the silver thread connected to the body behind the human!

"Oops......"

There was no time to think, because the thought had been washed away by great pain! The most direct pain from the depths of the soul! Although it was only a momentary matter, at that moment Edward had already vividly remembered the so-called feeling that life was worse than death...... His nerves twitched, and he couldn't help but scream!

......

"Uhh......hh

Strange sounds filled his eardrums, but when the dark fog in front of him swirled away, the strange murmur in his ears had caused Edward to open his eyes again......

The silver space, the floating dust, the strange life, every qiē has been replaced by a quiet space, a little smell of incense, and in front of me is the carved corner of the bed, the table and chairs, and the room that is not very spacious...... The qiē just now was like a dream.

"It's so easy to come back?, that damn old thing, just say no?" The sharp pain that lingered in his mind made his voice a little hoarse, and Edward noticed that the sun outside the window was already radiating a reddish sheen...... In other words, his fugue trip seemed to be only about half an hourglass, but it took half a day on the main material plane.

"Failure, failure, really a failure, as a heart transmitter, he was actually probed by others to probe his thinking!"

Rubbing his rumbling belly, Edward sat up, but hunger was no longer on his radar. Closing his eyes, he carefully felt his spiritual power—the spiritual power felt extremely full, and it had even strengthened a little out of thin air! The feeling of being full and ready to move seemed to make his body float lightly!

For a psychic mancer, spiritual power is like a seed that is nurtured in the depths of the will. All his abilities come from this, and now, he can almost feel that this seed is gradually taking root and growing.

This wonderful abundance will be completely diluted by the unhappiness of being forcibly repatriated, not to mention that there is more to this wonderful excursion than that.

"It seems that there is still a long way to go before you want to exert the power of this thing. He raised his left hand and let out a sigh—the ring, attached to his wrist in a thin chain, seemed to be still the same, even more dim, and inconspicuous.

"There is no need to doubt that this is indeed a powerful thing. The Spirit Crystal Servant suddenly spoke:

"I don't know for sure. Therefore, the answer to a qiē needs to be discovered by yourself. But I can assert that the key to discovering this answer is power. Absolute power! It's just that to be capable, you have to be willing to sacrifice: whether it's a part of yourself or something you cherish. Always remember that competence is a transaction: you get what you give. ”

"Power...... Alas, even if there is such an entry every day, I still don't know how long it will take to be considered a powerful being......" Edward's gaze then on the surface of the ring and bracelet, the quaint pattern shuttled: "A mountain is higher than a mountain." He sighed.

But no matter what, I finally saw a little hope.

As he got up to go out, he noticed that the atmosphere in the city seemed to be somewhat different—the surrounding streets were deserted, and most of the people were gathering in the direction of the city gates.

After a mile or so of the flow of people, Edward finally saw a little bit of a baron among the little noble knights near the central street.

"You don't know, oh, it's true, the Earl of Haydn City is leading the Knights in a decisive battle with those Imperials, and we are preparing to see them off, and Captain Cindy Claudia is preparing to take up his post as the Guardian of the City. The black robe may have become a sign, and the little nobleman only glanced at it slightly, then jumped off his horse and spoke respectfully.

"Decisive battle?" Edward raised a frown.

In this world, tactics are sometimes not an important factor in determining a war, for example, if the opponent is just a mercenary, a bandit, then you can still try it, but if you rise to the enemy's Cheng dù, it is not so simple

The reason is simple, when it comes to enemy forces, there must be mages, even if they are not specialized in prophecy spells, but they can still use them. Even if there is a vague foresight, where there is danger, where safety is always clearly stated.

If the enemy wants to sneak attack, it needs to also use the power of the mage to cover the existence of the sneak attack force, but this kind of spell will inevitably consume a lot of mage's ability to act on an army, once the opponent's strength reaches a certain level, if you want to sneak attack, it is impossible to be at least less than two or three thousand people, but to cover so many people, you need a considerable number of mages, then it is better to simply mobilize these mages, and use the ring ceremony to bombard the opponent and cause greater losses, even if they fail, the mages can leave safely, there will be no losses, much stronger than sending troops to attack the camp。

Therefore, most of the battles still start from a clearing in the wilderness.

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