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Super Dimensional Wizard v2 Chapter 2161: Whale

Author:Shepherd Fox Category:Unreal Update time:2022-09-11 04:12:20

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Chapter 2161 Swallow

Chuxincheng, the second floor of the library.

Angel was sitting by the window, letting the sun shine on her body. He had a thick-shelled book entitled "Architecture and Art" in his hand, which was read slowly page by page.

After watching about a third of Mo, the gray-haired little old hair sitting opposite Angel was making a regretful sound.

Angel looked up, and the first thing she saw was a slowly flowing dust, followed by Nice with a helpless bitter expression.

"At the third and forty-eighth node, I chose the wrong activation path." Nice sighed and swept the debris and dust from the table into the trash basket under the table.

——The rubble and dust come from the slate with a representative symbol of the Quest world. Because the crack fails, the slate will shatter.

At this point, the trash basket was full of gravel.

Nice took a note with data information from the side, which recorded the path of each failure to avoid recurrence. The note has been used for ten pages, and each page is full of records, showing how many times he failed in the past few days.

After recording the failed experience once again, Nice looked up at the opposite side, capped his hands and squinted his face and said, "Angel, look ... this is not it, it failed again."

There is no request in Nice words, but the eyes and expressions have strong expectations.

Angell was silent for a moment, and put down the thick shell book edited by Jon, and slowly said: "This is the fourth time you have failed today, plus the number of failures in the past few days, it has exceeded at least twenty. Times. Are you planning to fail every node once "

Nicely disapproved, Nice said: "Where can I seriously calculate the correct nodes, and those difficult to determine the path of the nodes, I will also start to activate when the compression of fault tolerance to the lowest one. If it is really every node All failed, and I have failed more than 400 times. "

Nice has failed twenty times in the past five days. He personally thinks the value is very good.

But he can't brag about it, especially in front of Angel. ——Angel has almost lived in the underground altar these days, and from time to time in and out of the wilderness of the dream, give him a complete slate every so often. If the job was changed to Nice, he would probably be annoyed by himself, so he would not dare to lose his temper, for fear that Angel would be annoyed and let go.

Anger watched the miserable expression of Nice, and for a moment was silent, still returning to reality with fate, and using a dream conch to pull another symbolic stone tablet into the wilderness of dreams. After all, he had promised Nice before, and he himself hoped that Nice could find the coordinates of the Quest world through the constant force in the symbol.

By the time Angel returned to the wilderness of dreams, Nice had begun researching new slate.

Anger nudged the table with his fingers, and Nice looked up in confusion.

"Not busy researching, I have something to say," Angel said.

Although Nice was thinking about the cracking plan, he couldn't ignore it at this time when he was actively speaking. Quickly put down the slate and signaled Angle to speak up.

"I'm ready to leave Enlightened Continent."

Nice snorted: "Are you planning to return to the Savage Cave"

Anger shook his head: "No, I'm going to visit the Old Land, to deal with something that was once impossible ..."

Once it could nt be done, now it can be done Nicely murmured in his heart, instead of asking what was the specific matter, he asked, "What then"

"So I can't stay at the underground altar anymore. If I want to help you pull the slate, I have to pry the slate floor off the altar and take it away." Angel: "I want to know if there will be anything. influences"

Nice groaned: "You just brought in a slate these days, and the symbol is not damaged. It can be seen that you pry the symbol on the slate, it should have no effect."

After getting the answer, Angela nodded and motioned to Nice to continue his research, but he returned to reality.

After Angell left, Nice was about to pick up the slate to continue his research, but heard footsteps outside the usually deserted building.

A man came in.

Nice eyes brightened when he saw the visitor, who was a beautiful lady.

According to Nice's previous nature, he must have stepped forward to talk, but now he pays more attention to the study of slate, so he just glanced down and then prepared to continue his research.

But just then, the lady came towards him.

"Mr. Old, I was just below the library. I saw a young man sitting opposite you through the open window." The lady asked politely, "I don't know where he is now"

On the other side, after Angel returned to reality, he was still near the underground altar.

But he wasn't the only one here, but also Frode and ... Tullas.

Turas sat in the middle of the altar, and the whale swallowed the thick death gas around him, while Frode stared outside the altar, staring dumbly at Turas, looking unbelievable.

"How's that" Angel fell to Frode.

Frode hadn't returned to God yet, but said subconsciously, "Master, what do you say"

"I mean, how are Yada, Sunnie, and Turas progressing" Angel asked.

Frode woke up after a long while, and embarrassedly replied: "Yada and Shani have begun to understand the soul tricks, but they are still exposed to this specific ability for the first time, and it is estimated that it will take some time Before you can begin your formal practice. As for Turas ... "

Frode glanced at Turas on the altar: "His condition, adults have also seen it. Absorbed for three days here full of life, but has not yet reached his upper limit, this is simply beyond the ordinary necromancy Category! "

Angel was rather calm: "After all, Turas was an undead that has existed for thousands of years, and it is also a very special undead. It has a high limit of dead gas and is normal."

Frode also knew some things about Turas, but as the dead, he knew too much about the upper limit of the soul's capacity. Turas simply did not look like the dead on the same level as them. It was because of the contrast that Frode was so surprised.

Frode: "Tullas woke up half a day ago. According to what he describes, he should be able to reach the pinnacle of his death today. However, it may be a relationship with a lot of personality, he is the same as Yada, The tolerance for death gas is extremely high, and there is no emotional change at all. Even if it reaches the peak of death gas, I don't think there will be any signs of corruption. "

"However, if the adult wants him to practice soul tricks, even if his dead energy capacity reaches the peak, it is better to wait for him to become familiar with it for a month or two before starting ..."

Ingres brought Turas to reality, of course, he planned to let Turas also practice soul tricks.

However, since Frode gave such advice, Angel would listen. Practice in the morning and in the evening has no effect on Turas.

"That's right, Turas followed me during this time, and can also be my messenger with Nice, lest I always go in and out to pull a slate."

After Angel made his decision, he waited for Turas to wake up.

Froude watched the tumult of death being swallowed by Turas, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I think it's a bit too humiliating for Turas to practice ordinary soul tricks. My lord, consider this. The undead let him absorb it, maybe it will further improve his ability ... Tullas is better than me to absorb special undead. "

If it was Yada and Sunnie, Frode would definitely not suggest that, because he didn't think the two little guys had the ability to absorb special undead. But Turas is not the same. He used to be a special undead himself, had experience using special abilities, and with his optimistic character, even in the closed space of Silver Palm Island, it took a long time to fall; today, even if Let him absorb the special undead, and maybe even the degeneration will not appear, and he can digest it.

Turas is definitely suitable for better soul tricks.

In the face of Frode's suggestion, Angell pondered for a moment: "The special undead is hard to find ... but I will consider it."

As time passed by one minute and one second, Turas's whale began to gradually weaken, and gradually reached the upper limit.

Frode used to think that the dead gas in the burrow for decades could not be digested, but now it is obviously weaker. It can be seen how mad Turaz is to absorb the dead gas this time.

He opened his eyes after Turas stopped taking breath.

As Frode speculates, even if Turas reached the peak of death in his body, he did not show any negative emotions, and still looked stupid and sweet. He even looked at the changes on his own, and looked at Frode with a doubtful expression: "Why do you have such an expression, is there anything wrong with me"

Frode shook his head: "No problem, I just didn't expect that you could soak up life."

Turas raised his head, and under the horned helmet, showed a proud expression with the handsome and muscular face that was completely out of tune. "That's natural, I'm the man with the red beard that killed the legendary pirate!"

Angell said silently: "When you dominated the East Sea, Redbeard was actually five or six years old, and you couldn't have a battle."

Turas was totally unbelieving, still proud: "Don't lie to me, it's clearly recorded in" The Sound of the Night "..."

Anger took a long breath. He didn't want to say "that's a brain-hole novel written by later authors". He had said it many times, and he wouldn't believe it when he said it.

Turas just felt that the legendary pirate Red Beard was so powerful that he killed him in the novel, then he was even more powerful.

Frode also knew Turas's character, but he rubbed his temples and did not argue with Turas. It is hard for him to imagine that the well-known "King of the Violent" will be Turas, and the "King of the Silly" is almost the same.

Both Angel and Frode did not compete with Turas, and Turas was naturally more proud. When he stepped down from the altar, he took the steps of six unidentified relatives.

"Sir, I can't breathe anymore. Can I practice the soul trick you said now" Turas blinked and looked at Angel.

Angel: "Familiar with it for a month or two."

"Will it be a month or two" Turas nodded to the time, and nodded. "Then I will return to the city of my heart first, but I am the sheriff. I have been absent for the past few days. I do nt know what happened in the city "

Frode said silently, "You're actually more secure when you're away."

Turas hummed, unbelieving.

Angell took out the Church of the Dead and sheltered Turas. But before Turas entered the Church of the Dead, he also entrusted him with the task.

"Leave me in the library all the time" Turas grimaced. "Can't you not."

"No." Angell: "Remember that when the slate of Nice is broken, you go back to reality and tell me."

Although Turas didn't want to stay in the library all the time, but after all, it was a rare task from Angel, and he could only recognize it with a sullen head.

After Turas returned to the Church of the Dead, Angell told Frode about his plans to go to the Old Earth.

Froud nodded. He knew that Angel was going to the Old Land before, but he didn't know what to do. He wanted to deal with family affairs, so Froude didn't ask too much.

After Angel put the Church of the Dead into the bracelet, he took a revolver from the bracelet, a reincarnation, and handed it to Frode.

"You hold it first, and there is a complete white light bullet inside. If a white light bullet is not enough, I will try to replenish the ammunition later in the sea of ​​ghosts."

Frode did not refuse, and Yada and Sunny will practice soul tricks later. Yada should not use it, but Sunny is likely to fall in death, and the reincarnation overture has at least given the chance to recover.

After doing all this, Angel went to the altar, cut off the slate with the symbols, and prepared to carry it with him.

The moment Anger picked up the slate, there was a sudden "click" sound in his ear.

Looking down, the altar was complete, but there were a few deep cracks.

Frode also saw the crack. He pondered for a moment and said, "The building material of the altar is ordinary stone, which was previously protected by this symbol, and has not been eroded by death. But now the adults have taken the symbol away. Without protection, nature There was a crack ... but just how fast is this crack "

Frode didn't think too much. He thought that it might be because Mrs. Sheila stayed here all year round, and her strength had eroded the altar, so the cracks appeared so early.

Anger checked the cracked altar, and determined that there were no omissions or dangers, and he didn't care, and took the slate and left Frode directly.

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Turas returned to the beginning of the city, it is the lobby of the library. He had been here before, so it was here when he came in.

"Master said, the Wizard of Nice is on the second floor of the building, the building ... Well, even the building has a special library." Turas said so, but still walked furiously towards the second floor.

When he walked to the novel hall, he paused and held a few novels from it. In the future, he will follow the Nice Wizard to find some novels to be boring.

Holding a stack of novels, Turas came to the building.

As soon as he stepped into the building, he saw the Nice Wizard sitting by the window sill, and a figure of a lady ...

It looks familiar. Turas muttered secretly and stepped forward.

As soon as Turas approached, the lady turned away. When the other person saw Turas, her expression froze, and some inexplicable emotions appeared in her eyes, but she was quickly stopped.

Turas waved his hand happily: "It's little Hella ~ why are you here ~"

"My name is Mandela, and I don't have a last name. Don't change my name at will." Mandela said in a deep voice.

"Well, little Hella."

Mandela turned his eyes, didn't speak, and regarded Turas as the default.

"You haven't answered me yet, is there anything wrong with you"

"Her name is Mandela" Nice said aside: "She came to find Angel, and asked her what she didn't say."

"Is it looking for Lord Pat Lord is not here, or should I go back and help you" Turas asked kindly.

Mandela was silent for a moment, and shook his head: "No need, I'm fine with him."

Anyway, Mandela pulled out.

Turas muttered, "Why is there something going on for a while, and it's going to be fine for a while. Forget it, don't want to."

Turas, holding the novel in his hand, sat opposite the Nice Wizard.

Mandela went halfway, turning his head to Turas in doubt, didn't he usually follow himself, why didn't he move today

"Why don't you go" Mandela asked inadvertently.

Turas: "I have been given the task of an adult and I will stay here."

Mandela pulled his lips and wanted to say something, but at the end he said nothing, exhaled, and turned away from the building.

Turas was confused, and Nice picked up the cold tea on the table and took a sip with a smile.

(End of this chapter)-

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