Diablo Destruction

Immediately, Gallon endured his exhaustion again, and informed several points to pay attention to. He waved his hand. Before I could stand up, he closed his eyelids and fell asleep.

In the end, he didn't have time to tell me how to change jobs faster. Originally this was what I needed most, but after entering the test world, after a lot of practice, I understood that if I can't pass the test, I'll be transferred I’m going to spend a lot of time growing up. I can’t wait, nor can the league.

Only by passing the test of Evelina, and only by taking advantage of the almost infinite time in the test world, can I find the fastest shortcut from rookie to the pinnacle of the strongest, soar in the sky in reality and restore the glory of the savior .

Uh... Although I don’t think I have any glory to recover, but the most important thing is momentum, momentum!

After coming out of the gallon, I embraced the little fox for no reason, rubbed, rubbed, and wanted to hug until sleep at night, but the appearance of the old drunkard broke my dream, and soon after lunch, I was rushed to the training ground by her eagle like a chick, and started the devil training for a long time (?). The spectator added a little fox, and the shame increased by one point, gratifying... ...Your sister!

Exhausted at night, after taking a bath, I regained a little energy, and I was about to move, scared and looking forward, pretending not to care, walked to the door and walked in the dim light, deliberately dressed, than usual NICE is a little fox, sitting on the bedside like a newlywed wife.

Comrades, the biggest test is coming, I close my eyes, the tiger's eyes seem to shed two lines of farewell, and then resolutely take the pace, the door slams and recloses.

I don't know what Velas whispered to this little fox again, but unexpectedly did not encounter arrogant resistance, um, um, could it be... Little fox also believed those rumors? Could it be... the little fox wants to be a mother too?

In short, the little fox without transformation is a scumbag. It's great to be alive and enter the test world.

"Um..." As soon as I entered the test world, I fell into deep contemplation.

Forgetting to ask the old man Gallon, the idea of ​​great unification has to pay the price of life. This point he has already explained it, and I understand it, so what is the next sense of loneliness?

Although, it is indeed a very lonely and tedious thing to practice the body, but it is not impossible to stop and do other things to relieve boredom. Perhaps for the old man of Gallon, he has no relatives and no reason other than cultivation Other things can be done, it will indeed be lonely, but for me, if I am not testing the world, I can go to the girls to relieve boredom, and Gallon doesn’t know what I am testing the world. And endure endless loneliness.

But I am not in the same dimension as the thousand-year-old house of death. Are you afraid of being the savior?

I can’t figure it out, and I don’t have time to ask, maybe he is scaring me, forget it, and I will always figure it out after 10 years.

I also thought about the problem that Gallon said, to maintain the doubly loss of life of the domineering body.

In fact, even if Gallon doesn’t say it, I feel faintly. Isn’t that nonsense? My vitality is being doubled and lost. Don’t say I’m an adventurer. I’m a normal person and I can detect it.

It's just that I can't confirm the exact number. Now I finally get the correct answer from Gallon.

Doubling means doubling.

I held my finger at the time, that is to say, if I had a life span of one hundred years, then I could only live for fifty years in the end?

Somehow Gallon listened and coughed up again.

Regardless of whether he is right or not, in short, it feels very important. No wonder Gallon will be afraid of being killed by Akara after being dead, and digged by the girls to whip the corpse, which is too much for life loss and the time spent in cultivation is huge Except for the guy with a special situation like gallon, who dares to practice? Who can practice?

With this uneasiness, I summoned the salted fish sword that would only appear at the beginning of each test and taunt me.

"Evelina, will I still die in the test world?"

"Oh no, your life span in the test world is unlimited, this is the only preferential treatment."

After a pause, its tone became disgusted and mocked: "After all, if according to the lifespan of a normal person, your ending in the test world will definitely be old death, and you will definitely not live the day you complete the test. I promised not I will give you a test of death and death, so I can only offer this service by holding my nose and not reluctantly."

"That's really grateful. By the way, why did you pinch your nose? Isn't it because of the smell of salted fish coming out of yourself? I think it's better to look for a scabbard, for example, the one I sent you before Put."

I was still grateful for the twelve points. As a result, the salted fish sword did not want to speak well, or he did not want to accept my gratitude.

"Come on, be careful I turned you into an old man with a white beard!" The mischief of that year was revisited by the old things, making Evelina angry and angry. Obviously, she was very dissatisfied with the [new home] I gave it and disappeared angrily.

"Unlimited life..." When I recovered, I murmured and suddenly smiled bitterly.

Except for the hatred, the self that tests the world is completely a replica of the gallon. Now it's time to go on the road that the gallon has traveled. Is this God's will?

Or... Mona Lisa...Evelina's soft heart?

Not to mention, I can’t control that much, so start practicing.

First of all, to maintain the domineering body for more than an hour, this is undoubtedly a trivial matter for me, who has been practicing this trick for ten years, of course, the feeling of discomfort and powerlessness like falling into the deep sea, no matter what There is no way to get used to it, only to learn to endure.

After an hour, the body gradually began to feel [decomposed].

The highlight is here.

My heart must be, according to the teaching of Gallon, began to try to sense the magic vein, and then guide this feeling of decomposition into the magic vein.

Then, it failed.

As a matter of course, I didn't expect to succeed once, and this time I failed to understand one thing.

The order is wrong.

It should first sense the existence of the magical context, and then try again, otherwise it can't bear the hegemony body before sensing it.

Ah, I finally figured out what the meaning of "the magic foundation is very important" was passed by the gallon while pointing.

Such an important thing, you should focus on mentioning **** again! Wouldn’t it be a mistake to think I’m a magical genius, so I’ve only brought it to me? !

Inhale deeply, exhale deeply, not angry.

I started to feel where the magical veins are, which is not difficult for me. Although I am not a magical genius, I was led by a wife and knight to enter a deeper world of magical veins. Even if the werewolves became lost, this Feelings are still there.

The most important thing is that this is really not difficult. Most adventurers in the third world can do it. Of course, to what extent can it be done?

Soon, I sensed the location of the magical veins. In my mind, I outlined the general structure and shape like a projection. This is a unique magical vein in the world that belongs to me.

Of course, the magic vein does not have a specific shape and structure. It is not a cell or a neuron. It is not a human organ. There is no physical shape. The projection that appears in the mind is just the existence of the spiritual world in the body. The self-perception of things is materialized.

Um, it’s the skill of bear transforming, it’s worthy of your most familiar skill, it’s you.

I stopped sensing and entered the domineering state again. When the disintegrated sensation appeared, I immediately sensed the magical context of the bear-man's transformation and guided the physical sensation into the brand of the spiritual world.

This is a very abstract process, like putting a colorful cake in reality into a pair of ink paintings, which cannot be described in words at all.

After several failures, I succeeded.

So simple?

I can hardly believe that this kind of thing that was completely unthinkable before was really done, just like a dream.

No, I am indeed dreaming right now.

I tried my best to calm down the excitement of waking up to Gallon to show off, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, and then finally took the first step of cultivation.

That's right, the last ten years of domineering practice is just to lay the foundation, not even entry.

After taking this step, I suddenly realized that maybe I found another answer, why Gallon said that the process of cultivation is full of endless loneliness.

Leading the sense of separation produced by the continuous exertion of the domineering body into the magic brand is a fairly delicate operation. The feeling is like directing the white blood cells in the body to fight the virus. Of course, the magic brand is not a virus, just What I am doing now is eating away the magic brand.

Yes, using this sense of separation, cannibalize the magic brand, even deeper, cannibalize the magical veins in the body.

Just like termites gnawed at the wood, bit by bit, bit by bit, each biting bite, the perception of the magical vein in the mind is one point deep, understanding one point, I don’t know the part being bitten, Whether it is integrated into its own body, or is it imprinted into the spiritual world.

It's just that this kind of feeling is not good, and the most important thing is that it is quite dull and tasteless. The assembly line workers are probably 10,000 times better than this.

It seems that after a long period of time, I opened my eyes and woke up haggardly.

How long has it passed?

But don’t let ten years pass. Although I am a little happy to be able to spend time in this way, this efficiency is not what I want, because the magic brand that breaks down the transformation of the bear is a big one. The project has not yet completed one percent.

One year...no, half a year...no, just one month, one month is very suitable.

I couldn't wait to look at the hourglass beside me, and my smile faded.

It wasn’t too long and too long for me to accept, but...but...too short!

I first looked at the first hourglass, which was obtained by the Sorcerer’s Guild. Once full, it represented a month, and it had a scale accurate to the day.

The powdery fine sand gurgled, and a thin layer was laid on the lower layer. The height of the sand piled up was not submerged even on the first day.

It's broken.

I murmured to myself, and looked at the second hourglass again, also produced by the Master Guild, once every ten days, the scale shown above was also not up to a day.

I rubbed my temples and looked at the third hourglass, the most common on the market, representing the hourglass of the day.

The sand rose to about two thirds.

In other words, if it is accurate, then the month, year, or even ten years that I just thought was actually less than a day.

No way……

I was powerless to lie down on the ground, staring at the sky staring blankly.

Originally in the test world, it was ten years overnight, inhumane, but now in the process of cultivation, you still let me live like a year?

No, no, wait, isn’t that a good thing, maybe I can break down all 30 magic marks in this decade, and then start to surprise the gallon, just like he heard yesterday that I will reveal The domineering body maintained the expression that it felt after an hour.

It is described in one word, pretending to hit the face, and the whole body is sour.

Even just to wait for this moment, I just need a reason to endure it, so...

Keep going.

I touched my belly, but I didn’t eat it for a day, and I wasn’t hungry.

Yeah, I'm a good senior in the field anyway. Even if I don't eat or drink for ten days and a half months, this body can stand it.

So, this is telling me, I can continue to practice at most for half a month at a time, is there too little a day?

Slowly, slowly, the eyes closed, and everything fell into silence, even the slight noise of the hourglass, which seemed to be swallowed by endless silence.

A year later, Roger Grassland...

Dozens of sinking demons shrieked, even the beloved knives, and left and fled around.

"Where to run, eat my spear!" More than a dozen white lights, almost simultaneously shot, like Amazon's multiple arrows, hit every sinking demon that escaped accurately ~www.readwn.com~ take back the javelin in his hand, Look at the quantity, alas, it's time to fix it again, forget it, or don't fix it anyway, it's just a whiteboard, it's finished running out.

It's the deep winter season, Harogas is like a white purgatory, and I can't stay. I returned to Camp Rogge. Today I wanted to play some game and add food to myself. I didn't expect the prey to hit this sinking demon. In the camp, so me... my alliance chief hunted the camp.

It's just that dozens of gold coins have been exploded. My scornful mouth, which I despise, has a disdainful face to pick up. In fact, I know the gold coin recycling system and I don't need to pick it up by myself.

I picked up the prey that was killed by the sinking demon and was about to be thrown into the pot. My heart was secretly lucky. Fortunately, I didn’t throw it in, or I couldn’t eat it. God knows what has been cooked in the sink of the sinking demon. A thick layer of disgusting paste sticks, which is more terrifying than the old black witch's black cauldron with an unknown green light, okay?

Looking up at the gloomy sky, the cold wind blew on my face, some tingling, but it made me reach out with extra joy to grab a hand.

Only this flowing wind, and only this stinging feeling, can make me feel that the world is not completely stagnant, and time is still passing by.

One year, only one year later, it feels more painful than the first ten years.

So, I had to take the old drunkard's words as farts and learn to combine work and rest.

Go back and eat a meal, continue to practice?

No, no, I’ll read more magic books today and practice tomorrow.

No, no, I will practice leveling tomorrow, striving to hit the 80 mark, and I will talk about it the day after tomorrow.

The combination of work and rest is very important.

Time, go to your sister's time.

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