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In the middle of the night, except for Barrett and the half-elves, everyone else was asleep.

In fact, this night was not as peaceful as Barrett imagined. It was just a short chat after dinner, and the magic alarm was triggered twice. In one case, a dire rabbit about the size of a dwarf fled in terror under the light of a magic alarm blasting off, and in another time no one found out what had set off the alarm.

Not only was the farther magic alarm triggered, but the magic trap that was quite close to the crowd was also triggered once - two harmless green thorn lizards were roasted into charcoal by the flames sprayed from the trap.

It's a pity that there are few completely harmless little things in the foggy forest. Barrett looked at the coke at the time and thought to himself involuntarily, it seems that it is not a good idea to use magic to provide vigilance in this forest full of creatures.

Those creatures that triggered alarms and traps probably didn't want to attack Barrett and his party. They might just want to watch, or they might just pass by, but magic couldn't identify them.

The fire and sound of the trap being triggered even woke the sleeping ogre.

Barrett was surprised to see Moglock's huge body tumbling in place, then he straightened up quickly, and then pulled out a huge warhammer and a giant tower comparable to Barritt's height from nowhere. shield.

"Suffer to death! Monster!" The ogre Moglock shouted fiercely. It looked around vigilantly, and the ferocity on its face changed to blank, "Where is the enemy?"

"There!" The half-elf smiled and pointed to the charcoal that had been grilled and could no longer be identified.

Then Barrett saw the ogre rushing over in two steps, the warhammer in his hand fell vigorously, smashing the coke into fly ash.

"Bad guy, Moglock is sleeping!" It muttered, never carefully looking at what was under its warhammer. Even if you look closely, you probably won't be able to tell the difference.

The scene in front of him made Barrett secretly tell himself that when the ogre is sleeping, don't wake it up...

Although several accidents were false alarms, they also forced everyone to change the night duty plan - reducing the number of magic alarms and traps, and the night duty was changed from a single person to a double person.

Barret and the half-elf Estelle are in the first half of the night, and the gnomes and ogres are in the second half of the night. Old Will enjoyed the triple privilege of being a mage, a leader, and an 'old man'. After listening to a few stories, he went to bed with satisfaction, as if he didn't even meditate.

Of course, I haven't released a few spells during the day, and I don't need to meditate to recover my magic power.

Barrett doesn't understand spells, but he has vaguely heard people say that the mages before the Magic Empire seemed to use a net to release spells, and there was a limit to the number of times they could cast spells per day. Although the mages of that period were powerful enough, they were far from being called "invincible".

After that, a legendary figure appeared, the guy with a long list of titles - the founder of the magic empire, the legendary wizard of the legendary wizards, the ripper of the weave, the magic reshaper, the slayer of the gods, The beacon of human advancement, the eye of wisdom in the multiverse, and the greatest Master Tal Rasha, invented the "meditation" that is only suitable for human mages.

After that, human magicians can store magic power like monsters through meditation, and store a large amount of magic power. It's just that monsters use body organs, while human mages use their own souls.

The process of storing magic power is the process of continuously strengthening one's own spiritual power, and the magic power is stored in a large amount in the soul, which will make the souls of mages more and more tough and larger.

This allows the mages to cast spells directly without the help of the magic net power, and even after the spiritual power is strong to a certain extent, the mages can use a little magic of their own to leverage, use, and control the more vast magic of the outside world, resulting in destruction. Earth-shattering effect.

So far, the human mages have gone farther and farther on the road of "invincibility" and "arrogance", and the entire multiverse trembled, until the empire fell silently.

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"If I were you, I wouldn't touch it." The barbarian adventurer said to the half-elf Estelle. The latter was planning to pick a bright eye, no, a dandelion-like plant that kept flashing blue-blue fluorescence from a fir tree not far away.

The half-elf looked back at Barrett, and found that although the other party's expression was a little serious, but not too nervous, he turned back and blew a sharp breath at the plant.

The blue-blue light exploded in an instant, and one umbrella-shaped young seed swayed and scattered in the air. There are no stars in the foggy forest, but the seeds floating in the air are like stars, embellishing the blur of the night.

Barrett frowned. Handsome Jack said at least one sentence is right. In the foggy forest, curiosity is the most unnecessary thing, and ordinary people may not be able to control it.

"You shouldn't do this." Barrett's tone was a little solemn.

"Is this thing poisonous?" Estelle asked when he returned to the bonfire and sat opposite Barrett.

"Poison? That depends on how you define it," Barrett said. "Don't let its seed touch you, it will burrow into your flesh and blood without you noticing, and continue under your skin. It **** blood and grows. But you don't feel anything, it doesn't itch, it doesn't hurt."

"and then?"

"Then it'll get bigger, maybe a few months, maybe half a year, and one day you'll find a pouch somewhere on your body. At that point, you can cut the skin with a knife and find it .It has changed from blue-blue to reddish-brown at that time, which means it is mature. You can plant it in the ground, or throw it into the fire, whatever you want. But I heard that it can only be in the foggy forest. grow."

"That's it?" The half-elf was a little confused, "Will I not be hurt?"

"Hurt? Do you want to be hurt?" Barrett sat up straight, and UU read www.uukanshu.com fixedly looking at the half-elf, "This cyan-blue fluorescent plant has a very special name. , A neurotic adventurer named it 'Love' after discovering it. The biggest damage it can do to you is a scar and a little blood loss, probably not as much as a woman's menstrual flow."

"It seems that it is not too dangerous." The half-elf said with a smile.

"You're right, 'love' is really not dangerous," Barrett nodded expressionlessly, "and the silver-white thing over there is also a plant." He stretched out his finger to the dark in the distance. A vague fluorescent light, "The appearance of the plant is exactly the same as 'Love', but it is called 'Shou Shou'. God knows what those who named it thought. Could it be that they are all bards?"

"What about 'staying together'?"

"'Fang Shou' is more greedy. It will enter your heart along your blood vessels, take root and sprouted there, and absorb the flesh and blood of your whole body. Believe me, under each 'Fang Shou', there will be an animal that does not know what kind of animal. corpse."

"You can't tell what will kill you and what won't." Barrett looked at the half-elf's handsome face. "If you don't want to be one of them, you'd better stay away from them all." Barrett finally concluded.

The half-elf nodded and said sincerely, "Listen to you."

But Barrett wasn't sure if he was listening.

Through the brief contact during this period of time, Barrett has basically understood the characters of several other people in the "dirty novel", including even the dwarf who rarely speaks.

But the half-elf, the more Barret came into contact with him, the more blurred his impression of him became.

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