In Gallo's mind, the senior brother is undoubtedly tall and majestic. He is eight feet tall, has a face like cinnabar, eyes like bells, and a mouth like a basin of blood. He can stand a person on his fists, run a horse on his arms, and kill a cow with one punch.
, a little milk cat in one mouthful...
In short, he has the image of a man who is upright and upright, and he is just working hard in his direction.
Because he recalled his senior brother again, Gallo was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses and continued talking about the previous topic:
"It turns out that this magical technique was modified from the eighth level. No wonder it is so troublesome..."
"But who modified it? What does the original version look like?"
After listening to this, Mitherland briefly recalled what Cardinal Yeck said last night, and then repeated it:
"Uncle Yeke said that this magical technique cannot be modified by humans, but can only be the work of a certain god or angel. As for why it does this, no one can tell clearly. Mortals cannot guess the thoughts of gods.
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"As for its original appearance, Uncle Yeke has never seen it. He only speculates that it may be turned into a holy sword and then used by gods or angels..."
This statement made Gallo think about it for a moment, recalling his appearance when he activated the magic. It seemed that it had indeed become like a sword? But the position of the hilt...if it was held in someone's hand and waved.
...
He couldn't help but shudder, and sincerely thanked the unknown power in his heart for modifying this.
Otherwise, if I want to use this magic, I am afraid that I will have to turn into a human-shaped sword and let the old bishop carry it out to kill people?
Just thinking about this scene makes people's hair stand on end! In comparison, it is much better to turn into a sword and then be launched, even if you land on your face in the end.
But Misseran looked very tired after talking so many words in one breath, and her chest was rising and falling. She picked up the cup of tea from the side and drank it down.
Gallo thought for a while and suddenly asked:
"How do people from your sect use this modified Holy Sword of Punishment?"
He really wanted to know how these major sects improved this magical technique, and maybe they could learn from it. After all, although his face would not fall to the ground after his modifications, the preparation process was still quite troublesome. It would be great if this could be optimized.
But Misseran thought blankly for a while, finally shook his head and replied seriously:
"No one in our sect has mastered this magical skill yet."
Gallo couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
Mitherland continued:
"I heard that some people have tried to practice it before, but they failed without exception. Those who are qualified to practice seventh-level magic must be cardinals and cardinals. They are often busy with secular affairs and do not have so much time to practice."
After saying that, she blinked her big eyes again and asked:
"Have you practiced?"
"I tried it, but it didn't work very well. It was very troublesome. Later, I made some modifications and adjustments before it worked."
Gallo replied nonchalantly.
Misseran's eyes suddenly widened:
"You...you have modified the seventh-level magic?!"
Her originally unchanged tone was raised again, and her eyes were full of disbelief.
When she heard that Jialuo knew the seventh-level magic before, she was only slightly surprised, because there are only two people in the Miya sect, and they worship the true god. From a personal point of view, the other party is indeed qualified to touch the seventh-level magic, so he can learn it.
It is still common sense.
If she herself becomes a cardinal and works hard for a year or two, she should be able to learn a seventh-level magic.
But when she heard that Jia Luo had not only learned seventh-level magic, but could also modify it, she was extremely shocked.
And this is a '7.5' level magic that is famous for its high difficulty...
Mitherland felt that her fragile little heart had been greatly shocked, her whole brain became dizzy, and she could not sit still.
Seeing that something was wrong with her, Gallo quickly reached out and pressed her exposed round shoulders, rocked her head back and forth vigorously, shaking her head like a rattle, and asked anxiously:
"Hello? What's wrong with you? Why is this happening all of a sudden?"
"Hold on! Our church cannot live without you!"
But how could a delicate girl like Misseran withstand such torture? She fainted so easily and fell into Gallo's arms.
I was really stunned by him...
It’s over, what should we do?!
Gallo hugged the fragrant and soft body in his arms, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment. Not only was he restless, he didn't even know where to place his arms and legs.
She has too few clothes today, and she might touch them if she's not careful...
Gallo subconsciously wanted to use magic to solve the problem, but when he was about to make his fingerprints, he didn't know what to use...
He doesn't know any healing magic. Apart from adding offense and defense to people, he also teaches people to re-behave...
There was no other way, Gallo could only carry her on his shoulders like a sack, ran up to the second floor, and threw her on his little bed.
Seeing a pretty, unconscious and defenseless girl lying on his bed, Gallo chose to take off her sandals first, revealing her cute little white fish-like feet, and then leaned down lower body...
Cover her with a quilt.
This is the only financial backer of the Miya Sect, and there is no room for any mistakes.
After settling down Miseran, Gallo quickly went to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water.
He still remembered a piece of first aid knowledge from his hometown:
When women encounter difficult and complicated diseases that they don’t know how to solve, just drink hot water!
Is the weather getting cold? Drink more hot water!
Stomach aches? Drink more hot water!
Chest too flat? Drink more hot water!
After the water boiled, Gallo poured a large cup full of scalding water and returned to the second floor, ready to drink it for Misseran.
As a result, several little kittens saw that the situation was not good, so they quickly ran over and crawled over, trying hard to hug his feet, and then two of them climbed onto his bed, licking and rubbing Miseran's face. , wanting to wake her up.
Seeing Gallo's hanging kitten approaching step by step, Miseran woke up in time.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar ceiling...
Where am I? What's wrong with me? Why am I here?
She took the kitten off her face and quickly sat up, just in time to see Gallo hand over a glass of water with a gentle smile on his face.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Come, let's drink some water first..."
Mitherland suddenly felt his heart beat suddenly, and a strange feeling grew in his heart. The original doubts and uneasiness quickly disappeared.
Mitherland felt very relieved...
She even hoped to see such a smile a few more times.
So she quickly reached out and took the water glass, stretched out her pink and tender tongue, and carefully licked it.