As the so-called expert knows if there is a player as soon as he makes a move, Lin An, a player who studies the transcendent world from the perspective of 'spirituality', is just a close contact, and soon figured out how the Baide family realizes this method of communicating with the spiritual world.

All of this seemed to be the rune formation on the six-pointed star component under his feet at work, but in fact, the root came from the pillars of black mist surging around him.

The essence of those black smoke is the witchcraft power generated by the bursting out of various extreme negative emotions of wizards.

With despair and destruction.

Unlike the grayish-black smoke produced by the Antlerforge's smelting of the Lich, there is much less dissipation and calming.

It was as if there was a never-ending breath of despair and death.

The spiritual eye looked deep along these pillars, and could vaguely see the spirits of mournful wails, bursting out from the bodies of desperate beings imprisoned in all corners of the Great Li Kingdom.

Whipping, hurting, and abusing madness stimulated countless wizards, converging into this huge force.

And the person who inflicts this kind of harm turns into an extremely complex force through the method of faith and prayer, simulating the method of melting the extreme emotions of the lich spirit in the furnace.

This power is so huge, like a great river flooding, that it finally submerges into the spiritual trajectory of a particular environment.

Rushed into the spirit world and built a bridge.

With the mental stimulation of tens of thousands of wizards, to simulate the emotions of the lich that are extreme enough to easily pry the aura of the spirit world, and communicate the real world and the spirit world.

Lin An could even guess that this line of thinking, maybe these foreigners were originally used to study lichs.

Nowadays, a large number of wizards are used to replace the lich, and the quantity is used to fight for quality, in addition to the reason why the lich is difficult to control, but also because as long as you dare to do it, there can actually be a lot of people with wizard blood.

For example, the earliest saying that circulated in the rivers and lakes - Coke mixed with the blood of the lich.

"...... that doesn't need to hurt so many people"

Lin An sighed.

As long as you research, you can always find the trace that most directly touches the communication between the spiritual world and the real world.

Now the Elder family's crude method is a bit like using exhaustive methods to break an account, which should only require a fixed password.

But they just can't figure out the password, and they can only do it like this every time.

I was lucky.

Although Lin An didn't understand what the 'password' was.

But you can feel the rhythm of the trajectory between reality and the spiritual world that this torrent of extreme emotions really has its effect.

The six-pointed star at his feet is obviously made from some kind of stone treasure, and I don't know how many stone treasures I have to find to make such a large platform.

It acts as a 'body'.

It is used to carry 'spirituality'.

The passage through which the real is surging in the spiritual realm and reality is clearly manifested here.

As a result, the lich came out of this tiny crack a little bit, and Lin An could clearly feel the stronger aura of the spirit world from here.

At this moment, he relied on the power of the higher dimension of the 'Wandering Eyes' to let his vision be disturbed by the 'oil painting vortex visual witchcraft', and easily dodged the scrolling of those tentacles.

Little by little, the breath of the passage is drawn.

At the same time, he could feel the lich's tentacles curl up on the body of the witch on the pillar, and he was about to break open the other's heart and burrow into it.

This is a bit like Lao Liu's method of making a clone, but it is more domineering and crude.

Lin An simply bit off the tentacle and ate the spicy strip in one bite, his claws carrying the light of the 'peeling knife method', cutting the chains and throwing the witch onto his back.

He is still willing to do good deeds.

Now, the tentacles writhed even more frantically.

The lich seemed to be mobilizing more power to pass through this 'bridge' to the tentacles, and the pillars of black mist around it began to shake.

"Huh?"

Lin An dodged the sweep of the tentacles, blinked, and watched this scene thoughtfully.

Mobilize a large number of spirits to connect the real world with the spirit world, and then build a bridge through which spirits can cross......

This approach......

Can it be used in games?!!!

May I?

It seems, it seems, maybe it's really possible!

Come to think of it, many players may not have wizard blood, but the characters they control, and even the entire game itself, are built with a lot of spiritual drawing.

In other words, as long as the player generates a large number of emotions, through the game characters they control, gathered together, is it possible to pry the aura of the spirit world?

Then, in turn, these spiritual auras are infused into the kind of meditation diagram that they draw that 'the body enters the spiritual dimension enhancement'.

Is it that when players are playing games, it is invisibly a kind of cultivation?

Isn't this method a mass production of transcendental?

Lin An gasped suddenly, shocked by his crazy thoughts, and then developed a sense of pride.

Awesome!

To do that, that's awesome!

However, he may probably understand the truth of this method, but how these foreigners operate may need to go to the field to 'investigate' to know.

With this matter in mind, Lin An focused on drawing the rhythm of the passage between the real world and the spirit world.

……

"Knight Karl!" Lady Sally Baider, the leader of the wizarding forces, looked at the red-robed leader, shook her fan, and frowned slightly, "Please forgive my faux pas, but I must say that the current stalemate, the wizards we have consumed, have seriously exceeded. ”

Everything has an input-output ratio.

Everything in front of him, the lich's effect of tearing down the barrier between the real world and the spirit world, has become a bit of a loss because of the appearance of the snow leopard.

It is true that a lot of dark gold high-concentration aura has been collected, but the ones collected are themselves depleted, compared to the wizards who died to maintain this ritual.

It's not just their wizarding power, she knows.

The black oily cloud of spirituality that St. Carol's Abbey used to absorb from the idol seems to be consumed in the cage where the spell is now maintained.

"As long as we can get these angels from heaven to descend and walk in earthly clones, everything is worth it." Knight Karl stared at Lady Sally Beard, "The appearance of an angel is a rare opportunity, and we have successfully captured three god clones in the past, which is why we are in the current situation. ”

"Lady Sally Byrd, you should know how much the fourth god clone means to us!"

Lady Sally Beard looked up with a faint look and shook her head slightly, "Yes, if you insist. Although I'm not very optimistic, you see, there was an accident, and the loss should have been stopped in time. ”

Even if you want to stop and drive the spirit lich away from paying attention here, you will have to pay a great price.

This is the expected cost.

"Maybe I can send some wizards to help?" Lady Sally Beard said casually.

Zheng~

A heavy knight's sword slammed into the ground beside Lady Sally Byder, and the blade trembled.

Knight Karl stared at Lady Sally Beard with cold eyes, and snorted coldly, "This is a matter of our monastery, you wizards dare to touch your hands, this is when our cooperation is terminated!" ”

The cooperation is terminated, and between the two major forces of the wizard and the witch hunter, there is only enmity and war.

These remarks are not unserious.

Mrs. Sally Beard pursed her lips, stepped aside, sat down at the tea table that the servant had set up at some unknown point, and took a sip of the warmly warm black tea.

With an intriguing smile on his face, he stared at the backs of these monasterymen.

After a moment of beckoning to the other red-robed knights, a group of witch-hunting knights began to gear up, ready to go up to the six-pointed star platform in the sky to help the gods descend on the clone and kill the wizard who dared to reach out and transform into a snow leopard.

"Kill him!"

Knight Karl's gaze was cold.

As the words fell, the six corners of the six-pointed star floating in the sky began to drop chains, and the group of ten witch hunters crawled towards the top of the chains.

(End of chapter)