The cold wind blew by, and the cold sweat on his forehead almost turned into ice slag. Downey was trembling from the cold, but even so, he still did not wake up, and still looked at his right hand with an expression of joy and fear, recalling the scene just now.
The monotonous black, white and gray colors seem to affect the frozen silence around them, completely restraining the aura of evil spirits, and can directly penetrate the grasp of evil spirits' defense spells. My right hand is so strange and so powerful!
And this felt very similar to the black full-body armor I encountered in my nightmare, and it was also very similar to the black and white gray that was sealed in the center of the "universe star"!
Could it be that something went wrong in the nightmare and he was infected by the "monster" without even realizing it?
When he thought of the monster that could control the dreams of himself and others, looking at it was like looking at the purest and most essential death monster, Downey felt fear and fear from the depths of his soul, so he shook his head violently, woke up from his trance, and felt in his heart
I yelled crazily, quickly, go find Karl, only he and the big guys behind him can help me solve this problem! They should be very interested in this monster!
The cry in his heart drove Donnie to take steps towards the real gate of the castle. At this time, he saw a little shimmering powder gathered on the carpet.
Evil spirit dust?
Donnie stopped suddenly. Is this what the evil spirit left behind after its death?
"Evil Spirit Dust" is a mid-level material that is much rarer and more precious than "Wraith Spirit Dust". It is a harvest that Downey would never dream of!
But Downey stayed on the spot, neither leaning over nor casting a spell to collect it. A clear and obvious voice sounded in his heart:
"The evil spirit just now should have the strength of a fifth-ring mage, maybe close to a high level. If it wants to kill me, it is like killing an ordinary person, but it is under that strange black and white gray, under my right hand
, but had no ability to resist, and was popped by me like a bubble..."
"...My right hand is so powerful?"
"...Just the aura of that monster made me so powerful?"
After truly feeling the power of his right hand, Downey hesitated. For a civilian like him who had worked hard to become a magic apprentice and then a formal mage, this kind of strength was something he had never dared to hope for before.
"With it, I will be able to gain the ability to restrain undead spirits below high level. Maybe even high level ones can be affected..."
"Moreover, it seems to be able to eliminate extraordinary abilities below high levels just like 'eliminating' bloodline, and it may even be stronger..."
"In this way, I can go on adventures all over the world of the dead. I can explore various tombs that are considered dangerous places, thereby harvesting various materials, obtaining wealth like astrological figures, and greatly improving my strength...
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"...Strength is equal to status. Even if I face a big noble, I will be treated with respect..."
"...This will allow father and mother to stop worrying about the grocery store and enjoy the convenience and pleasure brought by various alchemy items... This will allow Lily to go to a general school and not have to help with housework at home all the time.
Waiting to get married, you don’t have a life of your own..."
Downey's facial muscles were distorted like never before, showing a terrifying ferocity.
"No one could tell that there was something weird in my right hand anyway! At least Carl and the big shots behind him didn't notice it!"
Gradually, Downey put his right hand back into the pockets on both sides of his magic robe.
boom!
A strong wind blew, and a window that had been opened at some point hit the window frame hard.
Downey woke up with a start, feeling the biting cold, his mind cleared, and all his desires were suppressed by fear.
"...What happened to me just now...Although the monster aura hidden in my right hand can make me powerful, who knows whether it will gradually infect me and turn me into a zombie without any thoughts of my own..."
"... Uncontrolled and unknown power must be carefully studied... How many high-level magicians in the past died because of rash attempts..."
"As long as you live, you still have a chance!"
Donnie finally made up his mind and planned to go back to the town and call Carl immediately - Carl had left him a private communication number. The most serious thing would be to lose his right hand, and maybe it wouldn't be that miserable, and there would still be something left that he could control.
Power without hidden dangers.
Outside the castle, the tall and straight figure chuckled: "Fortunately, this guy has restrained his desires pretty well, otherwise it would not only be infected by the aura of death, but it might also attract the 'greedy' devil
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Things like ancient devils, as long as intelligent life still exists, will never be completely eliminated. At most, they will reappear in ten or twenty years, but they will not be so powerful for a long time.
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Darkness shrouded the forest. Downey walked alone through this quiet and dark place. The roars of beasts from time to time were even more frightening. But for Downey, this was much more comfortable and safer than the castle. These beasts and ghosts combined
It's not as good as the evil spirit's "paralyzing breath".
He left a note to Baron Herdos, stating that he had solved the evil spirit problem, and returned to the town without any delay.
With the help of the spell, two hours later, Downey saw the town he was familiar with. Except for the bright streetlights shining near the platform of the magic steam train, the rest of the place was dark and silent.
Downey chose the platform, walked to the "duty room", and knocked on the closed door.
"Who is it?" the staff guarding the platform asked in fear. Could it be a robber?
Many magic steam trains transporting goods will pass by at night. In addition to long-distance trains, someone must be dispatched on the platform at all times. However, in such a small town, it is difficult for the staff on duty to have the strength of a magic apprentice and face various dangers.
They can only rely on "explosive guns", but now the bandits have learned to be smart and know how to avoid them, and they no longer wait for death stupidly like before.
If they still have the strength of a knight's squire or a magic apprentice, it will be even more dangerous. After all, the "blast gun" requires manual aiming and cannot provide a mental locking function.
Downey took off his magician badge and waved it in front of the window: "I'm Downey. I need to borrow the station's wired phone. This is a magician's right."
According to the joint regulations between the Magic Council and various countries, in an emergency, official mages can use their badges to borrow communication facilities at stations, police stations, city halls, town offices, etc.
The staff inside breathed a sigh of relief. After identifying the authenticity, they opened the door and said, "Mr. Downey, please come in. The wired phone is on the table."
Donnie nodded slightly, without having time to say thanks, he hurriedly walked to the table and dialed Karl's number.
Beep, beep, beep, after three rings, Karl's lazy and vague voice sounded: "Who is it? Call me early in the morning! Don't you know this is a very inhumane and cruel act?"
He seemed a little angry after being woken up.
Downey was stunned for a moment, and the voice Carl heard on the phone seemed less magnetic: "Carl, this is Downey, and I encountered a very strange thing."
"Donnie? What's weird?" Carl suddenly woke up and said habitually, "If it's not weird, you have to apologize to me. Interrupting other people's sleep and dreams is a crime that will go to jail. I will go to jail tomorrow.
You have to keep your spirits up to listen to Grandpa Victor’s concert. This may be his last concert. You must not miss it, and you must not yawn..."
"The black armored monster in the nightmare is attached to my right hand." Downey said bluntly. Only in this way could he interrupt Carl's rambling.
In fact, he also knew that Victor's concert would be held in Rentat tomorrow, which was grandly introduced in "Mysterious Sound".
Mr. Evans's music teacher, even though he had taken magic potion, decided to say goodbye to concerts due to his old age. It is said that he held a curtain call concert in Aalto and Rentat to show his appreciation for classical music.
Same as pop music.
Although Victor is well known because he has a good student, music lovers know very well that Mr. Victor's achievements in the field of music are enough to be called a master, and several of his other students also have their own achievements in the field of music.
, even if it is not as good as him and Mr. Evans, it is still good. Therefore, he is known as the musician who is best at teaching students.
Karl's voice suddenly became louder and sharper: "The black armored monster in the nightmare? Does your right hand show the characteristics of solidified black and white gray? It has a suppressive effect on the undead and eliminates spells?"
"How do you know?" Donnie was very surprised.
Karl smiled and said: "Of course I know. My father has seen it before and told me about it. Hehe, thank you for telling me. Otherwise, your life force will pass quickly, and maybe your body will start to rot in a few years."
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"What should we do?" Downey was glad that he had made the right choice.
Karl pondered for a moment and said: "There is no problem in the short term. I will come to you after Grandpa Victor's concert, or you can take the earliest train to Lentat tomorrow and I will arrange for someone to pick you up."
"I'll come over tomorrow!" Donny didn't dare to delay and decided to go to Rentat tomorrow morning. "Thank you, Karl. I won't disturb you. I'll go back and take a rest first."
Karl chuckled: "You woke me up and went to bed by yourself? No, you have to chat with me!"
"You have to watch the concert tomorrow..." Downey could only refuse. He felt that his spirit was very exhausted.
Although Karl talked a lot, he was not willful. After hearing Donnie's reluctance, he hung up the phone.
After quietly returning home, Downey didn't dare to sleep for fear of having nightmares again, so he started meditating.
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Blurry and hazy, while Donnie was meditating, his body suddenly shook, and he felt that the scene in front of him had changed greatly. He was surrounded by solid and boring black and white gray, with countless reflections of mountains, rivers, cities and villages.
The undead creatures wandered around without any sound or extra color.
"The world of the dead? Am I having a nightmare again?" Donnie thought in shock, did he enter a dream even if he didn't sleep?
"Although this city is chaotic, it seems very familiar... It is Aalto, the 'City of Music' mentioned in the Sky TV documentary!"
Downey never expected that he would "come" to a city on the other side of the continent.
Outside the city, two seemingly real and illusory figures watched all this quietly. One of them whispered: "Brother, are we just watching like this?"
This is just like Karl's voice. He can actually speak in the world of the dead, although he himself is only black and white and gray! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)