Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 2149
Gradually slanting towards the west, the golden dusk spreads over the entire town of Bolai. The residents singing and dancing after dinner seem to have heard a new evening repertoire, and the dance steps under their feet are also rejuvenated; Chanting the poem of the sunset; the painters by the river also stepped up their time to record this beautiful moment.

In many places, dusk is known as the key to unlock the darkness, but in Bolai Town, it has become a treasure of praise.

But even if the treasure is brilliant, there are places where it cannot be illuminated, as is the case with the orphanage in the depths of Thyssen Lane.

In a dark hut, little Sam opened his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, got down from the bed, opened the window and looked at the sky outside—it was dark, only occasionally bright in the shadows of buildings in the distance, and he could see the dusk in the cracks.

The orphanage is always shrouded in gloom, as if cut off from the outside world.

If ordinary people came here, they would probably be terrified.Even the daring would not like such a place.

But little Sam feels the cold, even a bit lifeless world around him, but somehow feels peaceful in his heart.

Compared with the toil and boredom on the farm in the past few years, here he relaxed his mind for the first time.Perhaps because of his mood at this moment, he didn't hate or fear the orphanage.

Sitting in front of the window in a daze for a while, Little Sam was thinking about various things in his mind, past, present, and future.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that he regained consciousness in a trance.

"Are you Brother Sam?"

After the door opened, there was a very soft-looking young lady.But little Sam had heard from Mr. Thyssen before that there were only dead spirits in the orphanage, and this young lady should be one of them.

"Ada?"

Yada's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand and raised it high: "Yes, my name is Yada!"

Little Sam looked at Yada's shining eyes, and subconsciously rubbed his head.After rubbing it, he was stunned.

Is he a bit out of line?

Also, he should be afraid of undead, but why is he not afraid of Yada at all?
When little Sam was hesitating, Yada was very happy. He liked this little brother inexplicably, and he didn't reject his closeness at all.

"You came to see me, what's the matter?" Little Sam coughed twice, and put away his hands that he didn't know where to put them.

"Master Pat asked me to come. My lord said, brother Sam woke up and asked you to go over there." Yada said.

When little Sam heard that Mr. Pat asked him to go there, he said without hesitation, "Okay, you lead the way."

Maybe it's because Yada is soft and cute and easy to talk. Little Sam asked about the orphanage and Mr. Pat along the way.

Yada basically didn't answer much about Mr. Pat's matter; but she didn't hide the situation of the orphanage.Little Sam also knows that the orphanage is also gloomy during the day, which is caused by illusions; the illusions here are for the trials of talented people; and another dead spirit named Shanni, because of the recent emotional disturbance Stable and did not appear.

Little Sam wanted to ask Shanny why her mood was unstable, and the details of that Mr. Thyssen, when they had already arrived at the door of Mr. Pat's room.

"I'll wait for Brother Sam outside, and I'll take Brother Sam out for dinner later." Yada waved to Little Sam and hid in the darkness.

Little Sam took a deep breath and knocked on the silent wooden door.

After a while, sitting in front of the dim oil lamp, Little Sam heard Angel's question: "Yada should have told you, why did I ask you to come here?"

Little Sam nodded: "Test the value of mental strength."

Angel said lightly: "That's right, after eating and sleeping well, your mental strength has begun to recover to its peak, and the test is the most accurate at this time."

After Angel finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and created a small game illusion in front of little Sam.

This is an enlightenment game on the holographic tablet.

Through small games, little Sam's thoughts gradually become active, and his mental strength is also excited.At this time, Angel handed the scale for measuring mental strength to Little Sam.

When Little Sam was about to look down at the scale, Angel stopped him: "Don't look at other places on the scale, it will have an impact on your mental power. The correct use of the scale is from the bottom 0 scale, look up slowly along with the light golden line inside, as much as you can see, your mental power value will be as much as it is.”

After the explanation, Angel indicated that Sam could test it.

Little Sam solemnly picked up the scale, and his eyes began to focus on the 0 scale.As he concentrated, the golden lines in the dial started to move like a snake, moving upward slowly...

At the beginning, when Angel used the scale to test the value of mental strength, when it reached the 7th scale, he just felt that his eyes were a little bit dry.After 10, one golden thread turned into two, forming a double helix and rushing upwards. Only then did Angel feel a tingling in his brain.

But when little Sam reached the 4 mark, his forehead had already started to sweat.When the golden line reached 5 with difficulty, the veins began to burst.

When Little Sam felt that the blood vessels on his forehead were about to burst, the golden thread climbed a little higher again.However, the climb this time exceeded the upper limit of little Sam's tolerance. Little Sam only felt his eyes go dark, and passed out.

Angel took the scale from Little Sam.

The golden line stays on the scale - 7.

"A bowl of witch soup can just make his mental strength reach 10, which is beyond the lower limit of a talented person." Angel's eyes flashed complicated: "It happens to be 10, is it counted? It really deserves to be left by Feng... ..."

Back in the abyss, Angel also felt that Feng seemed to have calculated everything, whether it was him, the owner of the nightclub, or Fafnir and Odeklas, they all seemed to be in the situation set up by Feng.

Therefore, Angel was not surprised when he saw that the scale reached exactly 7.

While Angel was whispering, he didn't know that in the distant world inside the shell, a painter called Sister Feng sneezed, rubbed his nose and said, "Who is thinking of me? It's probably Rowling... Rowling said she doesn't care, but she really cares, after all, it's related to her ethnicity. Sigh, I don't know if adding 3 points of mental power to the witch soup can cultivate a talented person. No, there’s nothing I can do, I’m just a poor painter, I only have that little savings.”

Angel didn't know, but this time, it was really just a coincidence.

He put the scale aside, with a glint in his eyes.

The wizard of magic painting can even estimate the value of little Sam's mental power, so he will go to the tidal world, so it should be counted, right?

Even if it was counted, Angel would still go to the Tidal Realm in order to find suitable elemental life.

"As expected, he is worthy of being a legendary wizard, so powerful."

When Angel sighed in his heart, little Sam on the other side began to wake up slowly.

……

Little Sam breathed a sigh of relief after learning that his mental strength was 7 in the test.Although he is the tail of the crane, at least he has become a talent and has the opportunity to set foot in the extraordinary world.

"When you go back, heat the witch soup on the stove and drink it after it's completely melted." Angel said, "After drinking it, get a good sleep and come back tomorrow. I'll test your talent."

Although it is already known that little Sam has the talent of near-spiritual body, the future direction still needs to be further measured.

Little Sam nodded and left the room.

After little Sam left, Angel entered self-precipitation.No matter where he goes, Angel will not relax his self-precipitation until he has completely digested the knowledge.

Time goes by.

After one night, little Sam stood in front of him rejuvenated.

"Mr. Pat, I took witch soup last night." Little Sam hesitated and asked, "Has my mental strength reached 10 points now?"

Angel had already felt the fluctuation of little Sam's mental power when he entered the door, which only happened after the value of his mental power exceeded 10 points.

"Congratulations, you are now a gifted person. But this is just an opportunity for you to pursue the truth. It is still uncertain whether you will be able to embark on the path of extraordinaryness in the future." Angel said briefly, He didn't say too many words of encouragement or blows, and these will be left to Little Sam's mentor to say in the future.

"Although you are a talented person now, I still need further confirmation of your talent."

Angel snapped his fingers lightly, and some changes visible to the naked eye immediately appeared in the room.

The door was opened and the wind blew in, the extinguished oil lamp began to ignite again, the empty water cup was filled with water, and a flower pot full of soil appeared on the table...

After these facilities were set up, Angel took out the talent ball and the small hourglass.

"The timing of the hourglass is 1 minute. During this 1 minute, pay attention to what changes around you."

After all, Angel put the talent ball in front of little Sam.

Little Sam nodded solemnly, and solemnly put his hand on the talent ball.

The talent ball immediately shone brightly. In this halo, little Sam saw out of the window, and suddenly stuck a face...

The hourglass flips, and the 1-minute countdown ends.

Angor glanced at little Sam, and found that his pupils shrank slightly, and he was still immersed in some kind of emotion, so he ignored him, but took back the talent ball on his own, waiting for his recovery.

"What did you see?" Angel asked when Little Sam's eyes regained their light.

Little Sam's face was slightly pale, and he swallowed his saliva: "I saw... a human face was stuck by the window."

"I seem to know her. She is my mother's sister, Mrs. Sheila. She died of illness when I was very young. There is only one oil painting in Star Lake Castle. Her appearance in front of the window is exactly the same as in the oil painting. I can recognize her."

When Angel heard this, he thought to himself: What he saw was a dead spirit, and it turns out that little Sam is of the soul system.

"However, Mrs. Sila is a little different from the oil painting. It seems that only her head is Mrs. Sila. I can vaguely see her body outside the window, which seems to be... a spider."

special soul?Angel was a little surprised. It seems that Little Sam is suitable for cultivating special souls in the future?This is in line with Nice's expectations of him.

Angor: "Is there any more?"

Little Sam hesitated for a moment: "I seem to have heard her voice, she is calling me to find her, her direction is over there."

Little Sam turned and pointed south.

Angel's eyes seemed to be looking through the wall, looking south.Passing through grasslands and forests, his eyes saw a rolling mountain range.

"Over there, is the direction we came from?"

Little Sam nodded: "Yes, my mother once told me that Mrs. Sila died of illness in Star Lake Castle. I am a little doubtful, is Mrs. Sila's soul still staying near Star Lake Castle? Tell me, let me go find her."

Angel pondered for a moment, then shook his head lightly: "Don't think too much, this is just a talent test, just to determine your specific talent."

"Also, I've seen the Star Lake Castle, and there is no soul with a human head and a spider body. There are no undead or undead."

When little Sam heard this, although he hesitated in his heart, he still believed Angel's words.

"Your talent is indeed soul-based, and your mentor will explain the specific situation to you in the future." Angel patted Little Sam on the shoulder: "You can go back, Yada is still waiting for you outside. "

Little Sam nodded to Angel and left the room.

Angel looked back out the window after little Sam left, lost in thought.

After contemplating, he closed his eyes and went to the wilderness of dreams.

When he found Nice, he was on an airship heading for the new city address.

"Nice Wizard, are you planning to go to the new city to help?"

Nice nodded and sighed, "Liana asked me to help, but I really don't want to..."

After a pause, Nice looked at Angel: "You came to see me, did you finish testing Little Sam's talent?"

Angel: "Yes, his mental strength is exactly 7 points. After taking witch soup, he is now a gifted person."

After briefly explaining little Sam's situation, Angel talked about what little Sam saw and heard during the talent test.

"Is the call he heard real?"

"It's also the first time I've heard of this kind of situation." Nice muttered: "However, the talent ball is to pull the tester into a world of spiritual perception, where everything he hears, sees, thinks, and thinks is real in that world." .”

"Maybe, that Mrs. Shila is really calling him."

"The soul with a human head and a spider body is one of the common special souls in "Soul Records"... However, souls in this form are generally undead."

Angel: "You mean, Mrs. Sheila is real, and her call is also real, but her call may have malicious intentions for little Sam."

Nice nodded: "Yes, this special undead is said to have been betrayed by blood relatives and suffered great torture during his lifetime. It was formed in this kind of resentment. It is extremely murderous, especially for relatives."

"Unfortunately, although it is a special soul, it is an undead, and it is of no use to me."

"However, the other party may have discovered little Sam. As little Sam is his blood relative, even if little Sam doesn't look for her, she will probably come to him."

(End of this chapter)