Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

resurrection?

Backhand?

Link was really shocked.

When he thought about it carefully, the most special thing about him was the krypton gold card drawing system.

With the saint's abilities, Link thought it wouldn't be too difficult to create such a system.

But he had a gut feeling that his bad system was unlikely to be the back-up for the resurrection of the Saint of Nostrodam.

I can’t say why, it’s just pure intuition.

Moreover, Link has another suspect.

That is the ball lightning that helped Iris Clark complete the first test and helped the "small world" start the evolution of organic life.

Thunder means rebirth.

Resurrection is actually a kind of new life!

Is it possible that when the Saint of Nostrodamm is truly resurrected, he will borrow part of his power from the real "small world"?

These were just the thoughts running through Link's mind.

He didn't show it on his face, but asked calmly: "Dean, I don't understand the saint's resurrection plan. I just want to know if helping Ms. Lysandra get out of the current situation will be harmful to me." What bad impact will it cause?”

Now is not the time to be embarrassed. We must ask clear questions.

Otherwise, acting recklessly will leave hidden dangers that could have been avoided, and it will be too late to regret.

"Won't."

Dean Forrester first answered with certainty, then frowned and said, "It is possible to activate the resurrection of the Saint of Nostrodam."

"After activation, will it have any impact on me?"

A complicated look flashed in Link's eyes, and he asked bluntly again.

This point is extremely important and must be asked more clearly.

Dean Frist thought carefully for a long time before saying:

“The conditions for the Saint of Nostrodam to be resurrected are extremely harsh.

Although I don't know what the conditions are, but I am certain of one thing.

That is, the Holy One will not resurrect you, nor will he take away your life or sanity.

Even I cannot bear the life form of a saint, let alone you.

If this is done, the person who is resurrected will not be a saint, but only a third-level wizard or a sixth-level sage with the knowledge of a saint.

For the Saint of Nostrodam, it was the worst choice. "

As he said this, Dean Frist thought of something and guessed:

"I speculate that this backhand is more likely to borrow your hand to send this bone fragment to a certain place.

For example, the test of the special ruined world, or the parallel universe behind the special ruined world. "

After Link listened quietly, he felt that Dean Forrester was not sure about this matter either.

In the final analysis, the level of a saint is too high.

Even if Dean Forrester is a peak sixth-level sage who can be promoted to a great sage at any time, and has a pair of grandparents who are eighth-level great sages, and their family background is very different, it is still impossible to guess what the saint is thinking.

Especially the careful layout of the Saint Nostrodam, a mysterious wizard known for his prophecies.

After thinking about it, Link decided to remain silent and wait for Dean Forrester's instructions.

In any case, the initiative today is not in Link's hands.

All actions must be obeyed.

"Put down the backup plan for now and save people first."

Dean Frist took another long exam, reviewed all aspects of information, and made such a decision.

"Okay, Dean."

Link immediately agreed and asked, "What should I do?"

Dean Forrester pointed to the withered bone fragment and said: "I will cut off this thread later. All you have to do is to put this bone fragment into your 'little world' at the moment of cutting."

"clear."

This operation is not complicated.

The only difficulty is timing.

The only hidden danger is whether any changes will occur after the bone fragment enters the real "small world".

"Don't worry, it won't have any impact on you and your 'little world'."

Dean Forrester seemed to see Link's worries and expressed relief, "Even if the resurrection backhand of the Saint of Nostrodamm is activated, it is most likely not a bad thing, and you may still get benefits. "

"Uh-huh."

Link nodded and said nothing.

This is the truth, and Link understands it.

But knowing the truth doesn’t mean you don’t worry.

"Get ready, it's about to start."

Upon seeing this, Dean Frist had no intention of saying anything more and gave a reminder.

Taking a deep breath, Link communicated with Flandre.

It was determined that the channel between the real "small world" that was being destroyed and the small world of the sea of ​​​​consciousness was completely closed, and other connections between the two were temporarily severed, so he signaled to Dean Forrester.

"Prepare!"

Dean Forrester stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand, made them into a sword shape, and cut off the slightly invisible thread between the withered yellow bones and Ms. Lysandra's eyebrows, "Take it!"

It's too late, but it's soon.

The moment the thread was cut off, Link absorbed the withered bones into the real "small world".

Without bothering to report to Dean Forrester, Link immediately closed his eyes and concentrated all his mental energy and attention to block the real "small world" and cut off the connection between the real "small world" and the small world of the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the withered yellow bones entered the real "small world", the ongoing destruction seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, suddenly stagnant and still.

The raging fire that burned almost throughout the entire planet was pressed close to the ground by the invisible force.

The sky across the entire planet began to look cloudy in an instant.

Crackling.

Tiny electric arcs were generated by friction between the clouds.

The arcs of electricity continue to gather, forming thunder.

The spherical thunder got bigger and bigger, and soon it was almost as big as half the moon.

The thunder from the sky is above, and the fire from the earth is below. The bones that have faded away from their withered yellow color and returned to their white and moist form lie in the middle.

The bone fragment is the smallest in size, but the aura it emits is overwhelming the sky thunder and earth fire.

There is a vague domineering temperament of being the only person in heaven and earth.

At this moment, the feeling given to Link by the bone fragment was no longer just a bone fragment.

He seemed to see the figure of a super strong man who had reached the end of the smooth road, lonely and arbitrary for all eternity.

The figure had its back to Link and never turned around.

"well!"

A sigh sounded.

The thunder dispersed quietly, and the dark clouds seemed to have never appeared.

The earthly fire no longer lies on the ground and returns to its previous state of destruction.

The Bairun bone slices are missing.

Everything that happened before seemed like a dream.

Link didn't quite understand what was going on, and he had many doubts in his heart.

Opening his eyes, Link met Dean Forrester's inquiring gaze and opened his mouth, wanting to describe the scene that happened in the real "small world".

Hoping to get some explanation from Dean Frist.

However, his mouth was opened, but what he wanted to say could not come out.

The sense of danger that if you don’t speak out, you will die.

It's just that I can't describe the previous scene, especially that figure and that sigh.

"You don't have to try. You can't say anything that the will of the wizarding world doesn't allow you to say."

Upon seeing this, Dean Forest quickly guessed the reason why Link was in this situation.

"Wizard World Will?"

Link was puzzled.

Isn't it the back-up plan for the resurrection of the Saint of Nostrodam?

Why is it related to the will of the wizarding world again?

"You haven't yet understood these secrets. You just need to know that this is for your own good."

Dean Frist explained, “Knowing many things is a burden and is detrimental to your future development.”

"Okay, thank you, Dean, for reminding me."

When Link heard this, he immediately stopped thinking about this matter.

Listen to others and eat enough.

Especially Dean Frist’s advice, you must listen.

"Keep your current mentality and you will achieve something."

Dean Frist smiled happily, "I've always been very optimistic about you. Well..."

After a pause, Dean Frist continued:

“This time I asked you to contribute and I also asked you to take risks. I definitely can’t let you come back empty-handed.

In this way, the main team establishment you declared will be expanded to 80 people.

The academy will then equip you with all the battleships and witchcraft of an interstellar fleet according to the top standards of the main force of the Sage-level legion.

In addition, when Lysandra wakes up, I will ask her to make a personal thank you gift. "

"The dean is very kind but disrespectful, so I will not be polite to the dean and just accept it."

Link didn't know what it meant to be humble, or to be thin-skinned or embarrassed. After hearing what the dean said, he immediately accepted it.

"hehe……"

Dean Frist smiled and said, "There's nothing to be polite about. You deserve this."

As he said that, Dean Frist seemed to have just remembered it, and added: "Oh, by the way, before the selection of the Supreme Council has begun, you should go to the secret practice realm. Sage-level people will help you understand the rules. .”

"Thank you, Dean!"

Link immediately thanked him sincerely and from the bottom of his heart.

Although he had just been promoted to a third-level wizard, what he needed to make up for was not the third-level witchcraft, but the fourth-level witchcraft involving rules.

Not to mention the destruction of the real "small world", it also contains a missing bone fragment that may contain one of the resurrected saints of Nostrodam. Link will not dare to use the sea of ​​consciousness in the near future. The special connection between the world and the real "small world" and understanding of the rules.

Being able to go to the sage-level training secret realm can quickly help Link make up for his shortcomings.

This time, Link took a big risk by working for Dean Forrester.

It is natural to receive such a reward, but I also need to thank Dean Frist.

Not every person in power will be so generous.

At this time, Ms. Lysandra woke up without the influence of the bone fragments.

A look of confusion briefly flashed in her eyes, and Ms. Lysandra quickly recalled what she had experienced today.

"Old guy! You!"

A curse word broke out angrily.

Ms. Lysandra's whole body was levitated, furious, as if she wanted to rush over and fight to the death with the Great Sage Michelle who had plotted against her.

Link was unmoved.

Dean Forrester watched quietly with a sneer on his lips.

"Why didn't you stop me?"

Glancing at Link, who was trying his best to reduce his presence, Lysandra glared at her brother, gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Are you just going to sit back and watch your sister die?"

"Do you still know that you are going to die?"

Frist asked coldly, "Since you know it and still want to do something stupid, why should I persuade you?"

"you……"

Lysandra was speechless for a moment.

"Me what?"

The sneer on Forrester's lips became more obvious, "Did I remind you not to meet the Great Sage Michelle alone? Did you listen?"

"snort!"

Lysandra was speechless and could only snort to show her dissatisfaction.

"Okay, it's over now."

Frist waved his hand at this time, "Sage Michelle doesn't really mean to do anything to you, he just wants to use you to beat me up."

Before Lysandra could speak, Forrest changed the subject:

“This time, Link Grande made great efforts to help you get rid of the Great Sage Michelle.

Without his help, I would have to ask my grandfather or grandmother to help.

In this case, it is possible for Great Sage Michelle to find out some details about his grandfather or grandmother.

Therefore, no matter which angle you consider it, you should say thank you to Link Grande and make up for it as a thank you gift. "

Link was silent, as if he was just a wooden man.

Lysandra glanced at Link indifferently, said nothing, and disappeared suddenly.

When Forrest saw this, he laughed a few times.

He, the second sister, is a typical example of someone who wants to save face.

"Don't resist."

Dean Forester said something, lowered his power, and appeared outside Link's villa with Link in the blink of an eye.

"Just wait, her thank you gift will be delivered to her door soon."

After dispersing the power of spatial teleportation, Dean Frist said, "If you have any new information, please contact me at any time."

As soon as the words fell, Dean Forrester disappeared.

Link stood outside the door for a while before returning to the villa.

Going straight to the second floor and entering the study, Link looked back on what had happened before, feeling thoughtful.

One thing must be admitted. Dean Forrester treated him well and was quite frank. He did not lie to him, but at most he concealed something.

This is also normal.

However, Link's desire for power became even more intense after being stimulated by this.

After letting his thoughts run wild for a while, Link relaxed some of his psychological pressure and finally gathered his thoughts and got down to business.

Taking out his portable computer, Link first read the message Jasmine replied.

The envoy to Shadow City has encountered some difficulties, and it will take several days to complete the mission.

Jasmine won't be able to come back for a while.

Link thought for a while and left her a message, telling her that he was going to a secret cultivation place soon and didn't know how long he would stay.

Afterwards, Link told Shandora, Lani, and Tiffany about the temporary itinerary and the changes to expand the main group to 80 people.

Please ask them to continue to communicate with the college regarding preparations for the main force while they are in the secret realm of cultivation and Jasmine has not returned to the college headquarters.

After receiving a positive reply, Link did not delay and directly contacted the academy and applied to enter the sage-level secret realm of practice.

This is what Dean Frist promised.

The college's response was swift.

In less than ten minutes, the transportation vehicle that took Link to a secret location and took a special portal stopped outside the villa.

After some tossing, Link's figure appeared outside the secret realm of sage-level practice.

The sixth-level sage Rosenthal, who was guarding several secret cultivation realms and waiting for death, recognized Link at a glance.

He also discovered that no trace of his original attack could be found on Link.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious, and murmured to myself:

"This little guy is very interesting!"