"Great Dragon-sama!"

"I surrender!"

"I repent!"

"You must restore my magical abilities!"

"Woo!"

Inside the temple, Prada was crying, and Lommen was speechless.

Is there any mistake?

This guy won't be dropped, right?

The guy who was so arrogant and arrogant before, now he has become a wreck who can only cry his nose.

Lomen said that the contrast is too great for Benlong to accept.

"Prada!"

"It's a good thing that you recognize your mistakes!"

"Since you want to repent, then you have to confess your past!"

"Especially your magical abilities, how the hell did you get them!"

The forgiving dragon didn't mind the offense Prada had before.

Of course, this is the premise of tolerance, but it is necessary to be frank enough.

"Great Dragon, I confess!"

"I must have nothing to hide!"

"You must restore my magic!"

"Woo!"

For Prada, power is everything.

As long as you can restore your magical powers, nothing is a problem.

"Good!"

"As long as you're honest enough!"

"Ben Long will think about it!"

Lomen just used his soul power to ram Prada's soul.

This slight mental disorder can be automatically recovered in half a month at most.

But that's not something Lommen is going to tell Prada.

Hum. Ben Long likes to see others crying the most!

"Great Dragon, I was originally an upright and kind mercenary. ”

"But people like me have always been ostracized and looked down upon by others in the mercenary world!"

Prada's statement. Apparently beautify themselves, but the dragon doesn't care.

"Because of my kindness, I have been living a depressed life that is despised by others!"

"I've always wanted to change my life, but my efforts have not paid off!"

Prada wept even harder, and without magic, wouldn't he be back to his miserable days.

"But Lady Luck chose me in the end!"

"My kindness. It ended up changing my life. ”

"In my most depressed days, I kindly treated a sick beggar. ”

"But what I didn't expect was this beggar. It's a magician!"

"To repay me for saving my life, he gave me a magic notebook and gave me magical abilities!"

"I ......"

Prada's lame life, listening to Lomon hit Hatche.

This kind of third-rate fiction story. Dare to fool Ben Long?

"Where's the magic notes?"

"Benlong needs physical evidence!"

Lomen is too lazy to listen to Prada's nonsense. Hand in the magic notes.

"Great Dragon-sama!"

"You must restore my magical abilities!"

"I ......"

Prada reluctantly took out a black notebook, which was a treasure from his beginnings.

"Less wordy!"

"Lord Dragon will consider it!"

Billy on the side was more anxious than the dragon.

He snatched the black note and sent it to the dragon.

"Well, you go on!"

"Be confessed!"

The dragon was pleased with Billy's performance and began to devote all his thoughts to reading the notes.

But this Prada, since he is so able to make up stories. I just went ahead and made it up.

"Great dragon, after I have gained magic. Eliminate violence, maintain peace, and uphold justice......"

Once Prada has acquired his magic, his great dream of saving the world begins.

"Well, that's true!"

"Something, it's useful for Ben Long!"

"There are even a few spell construction diagrams here, good thing!"

"But where is the most important mystery?"

Lomon was very satisfied with his gains, and a few spells alone were enough for Lomon to be happy.

"What is this?"

"What a weird altar!"

On the last page of the note, there is a strangely intricate altarpiece, apparently some special ritual.

"Hahaha!"

"I see!"

"You're in luck!"

Lomon finally understood the usefulness of the altar, and finally found a solution to its most difficult problems at present.

"I didn't expect that this altar could also penetrate the two worlds of matter and energy. “

"Prada, sure enough, shit luck!"

Knowing the role of the altar, Lohmon quickly deduced the truth of the matter.

Most of the third-rate stories to Prada are true.

The owner of this note is indeed a spellcaster.

At the end of his life, through a special ritual, he transformed his soul into a kind of imprint and imprinted it in the energy world.

Prada, who had accepted the lineage, made a contract with the sigil located in the energy realm through the altar.

With the help of the imprint, Prada can break the boundaries of matter and obtain energy from the energy realm.

This is how spellcasters break the boundaries of matter.

"This is completely different from the method of the rat-headed man!"

The method of the rat-headed man is to solidify the changes in the body in the material world, forcibly change the soul, and break the boundary.

And the method on this note can be regarded as a compromise with the boundaries and a chance to steal energy.

However, this method is not without its flaws.

The energy world is very repulsive for soul imprints.

Each time the mark is used, the power of the mark is diminished by one point

And every time energy is stolen from the energy realm, the repulsion of this mark increases.

So this kind of thing, which is equivalent to temporary permissions, is time-limited.

"If this mark never disappears in the energy realm, then it will be perfect!"

Lomon's fantasy is not unrealistic.

At the end of the note, this assumption is also mentioned.

According to the gossip circulating in the caster's world, certain forces with a strong inheritance have verified this assumption.

Lomon's idea is very feasible!

"Only by leaving an indelible mark in the energy realm will the inheritance not be broken!"

At the end of the note, such an exclamation was left.

This slightly sad sentence really made Lomon feel emotional.

"It's a pity that Ben Long's imprint left in the energy world has disappeared!"

The method on note was possible, but Lomon was not self-sacrificing.

Burning memory fragments is stupid enough once.

"But there really seems to be a permanent imprint in the energy world!"

The brain-opening Luo Men thought of the divine imprint of the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

I have such a good relationship with the dragon god, so it should be no problem to borrow it.

"Your request, in accordance with the current permissions. “

"The number is limited to three!"

"If you want to increase the number of places, please elevate the permissions!"

"How to elevate privileges,......

The dragon god's faceless answer almost made Lomon vomit blood.

"Damn permission dog!"

"Benlong won't give in!"

Lomon was depressed and annoyed.

This Divine Dragon Cult was founded by Benlong, and this missionary Benlong has made great efforts.

Now talk to Ben Long about permissions?

How to return Benlong's investment?

However, the great dragon god obviously did not pay attention to the dragon's petty emotions.

"Three is three!"

"Benlong's super warrior can be regarded as hopeful!"

"But who is the gold used to build the altar?"

It costs a lot of gold to build this strange altar.

The stingy dragon clearly doesn't want to pay for it.

"Ben Long now has more than two million gold coins left, this is a life-saving ration, and it can't be wasted!"

"But it looks like Benlong, there should be a gold mine!"

Lomon finally remembered that he had extorted a gold mine from the moths.

It's just that the dragon has been very busy lately, and he hasn't had time to check it yet.

"Great Dragon-sama, something is wrong!"

"We've been pitted by those moths!"

Galio ran into the temple in a panic, his face dead. (To be continued......)

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