"Don't be surprised. ”

The Great Prophet smiled and beckoned, and Penny felt a panny in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that he and Fina were already sitting at the small table in the room, and Fina looked around curiously, as if she was surprised by the teleportation.

"I know a lot of things, little wizard, and I've been following you for a while. ”

The Great Prophet's words stunned Penny for a quarter of an hour before swallowing and shaking his head, "But I don't know you, Prophet. ”

"Does it matter?" the smile on the Great Prophet's face became more and more mysterious, "You will soon learn that all this is justified, it is all logical, everything is fate, little wizard." ”

"You...... Can you say something I understand?" the wizard slid his finger up and down twice.

There was a kind of horror in his heart, because the great prophet in front of him, a stranger with whom he had no idea, would actually say, 'I have been paying attention to myself for a long time,' and the shock was almost as good as knowing from Yefaan that he might be under the control of Sazastan, and no one knew that he was being watched unconsciously, and that his every move was in the field of view of others, and no good emotions would arise in his heart.

"Don't be too frightened, I say, it's not as scary as you think. The Great Prophet was still unfathomable, and Penny found that there was no expression on the man's face except the smile on his lips.

In other words, even if you stare at this face, you will not have the slightest impression in your mind.

In an instant, Penny understood that this person was not something that his current intuition and insight could see, and only the word unfathomable could be used to describe Penny's sense of this person.

This made his face change color, and he sat in front of this person without strength, and felt a little like sitting on pins and needles.

And he didn't have the strength to resist.

Penny felt very uncomfortable.

“...... First of all, because even if you don't lose your mana, relying on the stick in your hand that can summon dragons, you are no match for me. The Great Prophet said lightly, "Secondly, I have no ill will towards you. ”

When he heard this, Penny suddenly relaxed. The hand holding the staff of the Seven Laws was no longer so nervous, and he secretly thought that he had lost the power to resist anyway, so he might as well be a single person at that time, and the matter was now. He was curious about the identity of the person in front of him: "Forgive me for being rude, Great Prophet, I really can't imagine that you would pay attention to me......?

There was a strange expression on his face, one was a wizard who was active in Simon and Ser, and the other was a great prophet on the grassland, these two identities. There is simply no intersection.

"You're curious?" the Great Prophet shook his head, "I'll slowly unravel your confusion, but you'll have to answer my original question first, how does it feel to lose your power?"

"Not how?" Penny shook his head, "Terrible, Prophet, if I hadn't lost my strength, I wouldn't have been forced to your turf." ”

The Great Prophet burst out laughing, the first time Penny had heard the Great Prophet's laughter, but his instinct told him. This is merely an indication - the great prophet's laughter is likely to be emotionless.

And this feeling, Penny has only felt in one person, Sazastan......

Penny suddenly understood. The Great Prophet in front of him is also an old fellow who has become indifferent to human feelings......

"You're so frank, little wizard. The Great Prophet said, "But I would like to say that it is not a bad thing for you to meet me." ”

"But almost any wizard would not allow himself to be in such a mess. Penny was a little helpless, but Fina next to him was unaware of his embarrassing situation, holding the teacup with both hands, sticking out her tongue to test the salty flavor of the milk tea in the cup. ...,

"Actually, you have a choice, if you turn around now, leave this temple, and then use the teleportation scroll to leave the grassland north or west. I'm not going to stop you, and if you want, I'll even give you a ride and send you straight back to Simon, but will you choose that?"

"No, it won't. Penny shook his head.

Now that you're sitting here, turn around and leave before you figure something out. That's a very inexplicable practice.

Especially after he had met the Great Prophet, he still didn't know, how did this prophet know about him, and why should he care about him?

"Therefore, you really need not be upset about the current situation, I said that I have no ill will towards you, and I invite you to come here to help you. ”

"Help me?"

Penny frowned, why should he help him? He knew that the Great Prophet would give him an answer sooner or later, but he was more curious about how the Great Prophet would help him?

"Yes, do you want your mana back?" Penny had just thought of this when he heard the Great Prophet ask in a flat tone.

His heart beat twice, and he looked at the Great Prophet with some incredulity.

Arcane is not the true qi of martial arts novels, you can become a legendary master in an instant through the empowerment of hundreds of years of skill, generally speaking, there are two insurmountable drawbacks that make it impossible for an archmage to quickly improve the strength of another wizard, one is the assimilation of methodology, and the other is the leakage of methodology.

But the Great Prophet in front of him actually said that he could restore mana for him?

This is not a fantasy.

Could it be that the practice of the Soul Shaman is unique in this regard?

"Lord Prophet, as much as I have dreamed of retrieving my arcane, I have to say that the current situation is very frustrating. Penny shook his head: "If I completely rebuild it, it will probably take at least twenty years, and I would be grateful if you could help me." ”

He said hopelessly.

He knew what his rapid growth in arcane cultivation had relied on: his superior perceptual talent, the lack of wisdom that his divine grace had compensated for, the direct collision with the source sea, the blessing of time bestowed upon him by the Time Dragon, and a wealth of modern and ancient arcane knowledge scavenged from various places.

These are all great adventures that ordinary Feron mages rarely encounter in their lives, and many of them are obtained at great risk.

If you start all over again, Penny will have time to make up for these past adventures.

Whenever he thought about it, he felt frustrated.

Although he does not regret what he did in the face of Sazastan, it is difficult for him to be in a cheerful mood when he is reduced to this point.

"You may be frustrated, but little wizard, have you ever thought about a problem......" the Great Prophet said in a flickering tone. Suddenly froze: "Where's your mana, is it really gone?"

Penny opened his mouth, of course it was gone, he deleted it completely, is it still there?

"What is the most important thing for a wizard?" the Great Prophet asked.

This sentence made Penny stunned. My mind was empty for a long time, and a flash of inspiration came to me: "Thinking." ”

Sipanny closed his mouth, his eyes revealing a mixture of emotions, such as suddenness, confusion, shock, and unimaginability.

Thinking, thinking, thinking......

Whether it's methodology, mana, or arcane research, it's not all mage's thinking at all?

"I'm ......," he opened slightly, as if he had realized......

"Looks like you get it. The Great Prophet smiled and nodded.

The wizard was silent, and the emotions in his mind rolled like waves.

He lost his methodology, but his ability to think to reach the limit of the source sea still remained. It hasn't diminished much because of this......

If the power of a wizard is quantified in terms of thinking ability, then his power has not disappeared, the collapse of the methodology is just the disappearance of the tools to control this power. ...,

"Thank you. The sorcerer's expression was serious, and he stood up and saluted the Great Prophet solemnly.

He didn't lose his strength at all.

Or rather, did not lose all its strength.

The collapse of his methodology still damaged and weakened his thinking power, but it was not as pessimistic as Penny thought.

But soon he knew exactly what the problem was......

Rebuilding the methodology, though not as difficult as starting from scratch. But it's not a small project.

He sat down again, and saw the Great Prophet's face facing him, and he was able to see the ordinary face again.

"Now. Meditate with me. The prophet did not seem to explain too much, but closed his eyes.

Penny closed his eyes at the same time.

As soon as he entered the meditation, he was shocked.

In the field of consciousness of consciousness, an incredibly large image appeared in front of his eyes: endless stars, vast universe, torrents of light rushing between the stars and deep darkness, on some small stars, he could even see the glorious civilization, the ruined wasteland, the magnificent nature. The vast ocean ......

The myriad worlds flashed through Penny's mind, and he felt a pang in his head for a moment......

Although he had erased the memories left from the first time he communicated with the Abyssal Source Sea, the vague impression told him that the magnificent vision in front of him was more unfathomable than the will of the Abyssal Source Sea, because of what he saw in his current mind. It's only a tenth of the whole video, and it's already starting to feel overwhelming.

At the same time, he felt the danger that if he allowed the image to continue to invade, he would be assimilated by the incredible vision.

This is a vision from the meditation of the Great Prophet.

This discovery made him wake up instantly, and he opened his fleshy eyes, and his pale face was already covered with cold sweat.

Now Penny believed what the Great Prophet had just said, that even if Penny's mana was not lost, he would not be his opponent if he held the Staff of the Seven Spells and summoned a legendary dragon.

A terrifying existence that can accommodate that kind of vision in the mind, the power is so powerful that it is far from enough to describe it as unbelievable.

At the same time, Penny discovers a fact that he has been misinterpreting since entering this room: "I always thought that you were a soul shaman like your disciples, Lord Great Prophet." ”

He said with suppressed shock.

That grand, free, and rigorous vision of the soul could never have come from the belief in the soul or the worship of the gods.

There is only one power of belief that can generate this kind of vision.

That's the methodology of the legendary mage.

Penny stared at the Great Prophet, and now he understood that the Great Prophet of the Endless Wilderness was a legendary archmage of incredible power, whose mana was no less than that of Sazastan or Ilminster before the Fall, if not surpassed.

"I never said I was a soul shaman. The Great Prophet said with a smile.

The language of his mouth became Loshauen.

Penny's eyelids jumped twice. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )