Chapter 1896 The starlight returns to the invisible realm
As a spellcaster herself, Christine has given up on learning any new spells, and has even decided to take a peek at the scene at the end of the corridor even if she uses up her last bit of life force.
But the Wand of Annihilation, which has been dependent on each other for hundreds of years, seems to have its own ideas. After awakening its spiritual consciousness, another wave of dark spiritual energy burst out.
The Wand of Annihilation ignored Christine's obstruction, and after aiming at the end of the corridor, it planned to take a peek at the scene in the darkness on behalf of its master.
However, just when the power of dark psychic energy was compressed to the extreme, and the wand of annihilation was about to be shot away in the next second, the pregnant spirit urn appeared out of thin air, erupting into a ball of ghostly light.
People are divided into three levels, and things are also divided into high and low. I saw that the wand of annihilation, which was still angry at first, was like a little guy who had done something wrong in front of the pregnant spirit jar. Without any hesitation, he could only
Obediently returned to Christine, and the dark psychic energy fluctuations instantly dissipated.
The Pregnancy Urn was a gift given to Christine by Hastur after he completed his first journey of transformation. After all, Christine had taken care of him for more than four hundred years, and this kindness could not be passed away with a simple thank you. This is also the reason why Hastur's left eye still retains the appearance of a worm's nest after transforming into a human form. And Hastur's left eye will never be completely repaired, after all, it is a kind of soul trauma.
The only function of the pregnant spirit urn is to swallow up any poisonous insects and poisonous weeds. After accumulating enough psychic power, it will produce poison beads. The so-called "poison beads" are also determined by the quality and quantity of the poisons they swallow.
In direct proportion, the effect of the black poison beads is equivalent to that of dragon crystal. And compared with dragon crystal, the poison beads can be swallowed by Christine instantly, allowing her to continue fighting.
However, now the pregnant spirit urn can only produce ten poison beads, and then no matter how much poisonous insects and poisonous weeds are used to support them, there will be no feedback.
In addition, Christine has been traveling with her companions these years. Not to mention calming down to study the pregnancy urn, she even has very little time to practice.
But because it is condensed from the soul of Hastur, it will never betray Christine. On the contrary, it appears more like a loyal slave.
Moreover, the Pregnant Spirit Urn is born with a trace of spiritual consciousness, so it naturally has infinite potential than the Nirvana Wand. But Christine is used to using the Nirvana Wand, or she is a very nostalgic person.<
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Therefore, on ordinary days, the Pregnant Spirit Urn is now dispensable. Even after setting foot in the Shadow Land, it will completely sleep in the storage bag and never have the chance to be used.
In fact, if Christine were more realistic, she could have used the Urn of Pregnancy instead of the Wand of Annihilation, and it is estimated that Christine's immediate combat effectiveness would also be greatly improved.
Moreover, the pregnant spirit urn is not an ordinary weapon, but is somewhat similar to the "magic weapon" of the alien race. To put it more clearly, the pregnant spirit urn can be taken into the body of the owner like an alien professional, and use its own essence, blood and origin to
Nourished by its power. For example, the ancestral skull of the orc orc Regeni (one-handed weapon), the soul-peeling blade of the shaman saint Constance (one-handed weapon), etc.
"It turns out that besides Hastur, there are you two little guys who are silently guarding me."
"That's all, then I will also make a promise today. One day in the future, I will reach the top!"
After Christine absorbed the dark psychic power emitted by the Wand of Annihilation, she still regained her consciousness. She stared at the end of the corridor, with a signature smile on her face.
Since she has worked so hard on the Urn of Pregnancy and the Wand of Annihilation, what reason does she have not to give it a try? It is a pity that her perfect imagination no longer exists, after all, she looks so old now that it is unbearable to look at. The withered arm was slightly raised, and then all the dark psychic power that had just been condensed was sent to the pregnant spirit jar. After all, even if it has spiritual consciousness, it still needs Christine as the owner to give orders.
Instructions.
I saw that all the power of dark spiritual energy was completely absorbed by the pregnant spirit jar, and then the lid slowly tilted to create a narrow gap, and there was a swamp-like viscous thing squirming inside.
In fact, if Christine had chosen to activate the pregnancy urn with all her strength from the moment she entered this illusion, she would have achieved her wish long ago and understood her first self-created spell. At least it would not be like this.
Like, I suffered so much pain.
But at present, Christine is almost exhausted, and the dark psychic power she can provide is very little. The pregnant spirit urn only opened a narrow gap. But even so, it is enough to cope with this.
There is a mysterious tunnel, or it can guarantee that Christine will escape unscathed.
After finishing these things, Christine's arms slowly hung down. After all, she had consumed nearly 99% of her life force and was completely exhausted.
The Pregnant Spirit Urn seemed to have sensed the owner's condition, as it erupted into a buzzing sound again, and then the starlight above the corridor began to be sucked into it.
Swallowing, no matter whether it is an ancient ferocious beast or a remnant, is just a natural method. Since the Pregnant Spirit Urn is condensed from the power of Hastur's soul, it naturally has that characteristic.
Time passed by, from the beginning of devouring the dark psychic power in the illusion, to feeding it back to the aging Christine, and then to the pregnant spirit urn taking advantage of it, and actually started to plunder it.
The power of life in the dark.
Looking back at the mysterious corridor, it seems to have no way to deal with the pregnant spirit urn, or it can be said to be a completely passive defense, looking like a doormat.
Ten days later, the pregnant spirit urn condensed ten poison beads, but its top lid was completely closed. Looking back at Christine, she returned to her usual appearance, beautiful and charming.
All the dark psychic powers she had lost previously were restored. Apart from wasting a little bit of life force, Christine was no different at all. But no matter what, even with the help of the pregnant spirit urn, she kept doing it from the beginning.
In the end, I couldn't take even half a step forward.
"Luck is such a wonderful thing. At least I feel that I am extremely embarrassed this time, but I completely relied on the wand of annihilation and the urn of pregnancy."
"There is no end to learning. It seems that I should be more humble in the future and no longer rely on my own talents. In this regard, Boom is indeed better than me."
Christine sighed and said this. This is the first time in five hundred years that she is not as good as anyone, and she is still her apprentice, a wandering mage who has become a monk halfway.
However, this is also the basis for her achievements today. Although she is arrogant, she is also humble; even though she is gifted, she can face it calmly.
"If I guess correctly, the end of this corridor should be the scene beyond the peak."
"Whenever I can step out of this tunnel on my own, I will be above the peak."
The calmed down Christine is naturally far more terrifying than many magicians, not because of the destructive power of dark spells, but because of her own fighting style.
Christine is a smart person, and most smart people think twice before making a move. Rather than reciting incantations, she prefers to figure out what her enemies are thinking in advance.
The aura of despair that spread from the end of the corridor was extremely strong. Christine stood there, completely giving up the idea of peeping into the distance. After all, with her current strength, the possibility was close to zero.
Silently condensing the power of dark psychic energy, Christine finally perfectly suppressed the illusion around her, and the original toads and poisonous snakes no longer appeared.
Everything returned to darkness again, and the entire illusion was silent. However, a string of ancient elven texts appeared in Christine's mind out of thin air, which was the first self-created spell she had comprehended.