After the villain Demon King took the halo

Xue Nan: "What?"

If he remembers correctly, the setting of this world is that except for the human race and some demon races, other races do not know magic, and they are replaced by "talent."

The talent of the elves is their affinity for plants and their high level of archery. They can travel short distances through plants in the lush forest.

The talent of the Krakens is their affinity for the ocean and the hallucination of sound. Compared with the elves, their talents are somewhat aggressive.The voices of the sirens are weapons. They can weave the most gentle and beautiful dreams, and they can also make the intruders taste the painful taste of being torn apart.

Each race is different from person to person, only one thing is certain, they have no magical talent.

So the first time he read this sentence, Xue Nan thought he had misunderstood it, and asked again: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, you don't want to leave until the siren learns magic." Brando repeated this sentence. He wrote with great strength, scratching Xue Nan's palm a little.

He struggled subconsciously. Brando's strength was enough to subdue a whole race of sea beasts. Of course, he didn't pay attention to his struggling strength and suppressed it easily.

However, the strength of his writing relaxed a bit: "You are the devil. You are different."

where is it different?

Xue Nan thought that he did not grow three arms and two heads, just like ordinary humans.On the contrary, this request... Wasn't it really Brando who wanted him to stay forever?

"You are the devil king, your magic power is very abundant, it will infect people around you and transform their magic power talent."

"An idiot can be transformed into a genius, let alone a race without magical talent?"

"As long as you want, you can make all the races on the mainland have magical talents again."

Xue Nan read the words written by the other party word by word, and she was frightened first.

How had he never paid attention to this?

He rummaged through his memory for a while, and found some clues: In the Commore Academy of Magic, ancient magic has been determined by countless people, and it is a miracle that cannot be accomplished.But since he successfully cast the ancient magic, the friends on his team gradually became enlightened and began to master this new type of magic.

At that time, he thought it was just that the former magician didn't grasp the essentials, so he made a judgment so easily. Now that he thought about it carefully, there were too many coincidences in this matter.

The little friends are at the bottom of the grade, and they are not proficient in other magic, how can they be taught by him?Later, many groups borrowed his research reports. Except for the research group by my side, I have never heard of any other group results.

Going a little further, the traces are too few for Xuenan to detect, only this period of time in the Magic Academy gave strong evidence:

He can really influence those around him to have magical gifts.

Through the change of Xuenan's expression, Brando sensed the other party's psychology, and thought that his goal could be achieved in all likelihood.

"Okay, I'll stay."

Hearing this expected affirmative answer, Brando cheered a little in his heart.

"Besides, I also want to help you tame sea beasts, right?"

Yay, it takes more time to domesticate a race.

Brando nodded.

"I promise you that I won't leave the Sea Monster Clan until it's over." Xue Nan agreed, "So, will you give me the Sea Spirit Orb?"

The only thing he is obsessed with is the Sea Lingzhu.

Brando had an intuition that something was wrong, but his goal had already been achieved, so he hesitated and took out the Sea Lingzhu that Xue Nan wanted.

This one is bigger than the one Xue Nan accidentally swallowed before. If the previous one was a jelly bean, then this one is now a sugar orange, and there is absolutely no risk of being swallowed again.

Xue Nan thanked her, picked up the Hai Lingzhu and left.

Brando stayed in the water, quietly watching his back as he left.If possible, he still hopes to bring Xuenan a warm dream.

It's just that I seemed to have done something wrong last time, Xue Nan didn't feel well when she was sleeping, as if she met something terrible in her dream.

After he came back, he experimented many times, and he was sure that his casting technique was correct. He could have been 100% sure that he could create a warm dream, but after recalling Xue Nan's expression, his certainty turned into hesitation.

What if it was really his fault?

Sirens do not rely on tricks to perform their illusions, but on sound.

Their voices can weave all kinds of dreams, and the tricks are only auxiliary. Brando can't make a sound, so he can only rely on the tricks.

He quietly dived into the water.

If only I could make a sound myself.

-

Xue Nan walked alone on the way back.

The sea spirit pearl with the cold palm showed its own sense of existence, its surface was wet, and traces of its previous owner remained.

He walked down the narrow path with mixed feelings.

The entanglement of various thoughts made his headache worse.

Xue Nan had no choice but to stop and rubbed the space between his brows.

He slowed down for a while, thinking that the headache would disappear soon, but he didn't expect it to get worse and worse, it was almost unbearable.

He squatted down in pain, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, and his heart was beating violently, again and again, his ears seemed to hear violent vibrations.

What's going on, he has been taking medicine for the past few days, isn't it relieved a lot?

When the pain finally passed, Xue Nan stumbled and stood up against the wall. His whole body was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water. The clothes could block the external moisture, but they couldn't remove the sweat on his back.

Drenched all over, he walked towards the grandmother's residence step by step.

Xue Nan had a premonition that his body was gradually deteriorating. If he didn't use effective measures, he couldn't tell what would happen in the end.

It is very likely that it will be severe pain again, and it is more likely that it will... die.

Mentioning this word, Xue Nan's heart was heavy.

He doesn't reject death, but he must wait for him to settle everything before he can face death calmly. If he dies halfway, he will die with regret.

Originally thought that drinking medicine could effectively alleviate the broken soul, but the unexpected situation tonight overturned his luck.

The most intense burst of pain gradually dissipated, replaced by bursts of dull pain. Walking on the road, Xue Nan seemed to have a double image in front of his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but it was useless, the double image was still there, and the two roads overlapped and crossed, making him unable to tell whether it was one road or two.

I stepped on it according to my feeling, but my guess was empty. With a splash, Xue Nan fell into the river.

There was a loud crash, which was especially noticeable in the silent night. Xue Nan fell into the water, and huge water splashed out from the river, wetting the shore.

Xue Nan sank into the water, in a trance, forgetting that she had swallowed the Hai Lingzhu, and thought that she was going to drown, so she thumped hard for a long time, and finally emerged from the water.

He was gasping for breath, the double image in front of him not only didn't get better, but also intensified, his field of vision suddenly narrowed a lot, and the places he couldn't see were all black shadows.

This is not right.

Xue Nan tried his best to swim in the direction of the old lady. Swimming in the water was faster than walking, not to mention that the river was very wide and had few branches, which was very suitable for his situation.

After swimming to help him, he saw the familiar door. Xue Nan dragged his body to knock on the door, desperately waiting for the door to open. After seeing the familiar and kind figure, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down at the door.

When he woke up, the world in front of him had returned to normal.

He was lying on a soft bed, covered with a quilt, smelling like sunshine.

"Cough cough." There was a strong smell of medicine in the mouth, it seemed that the medicine had worked, but the headache didn't ease.

Xue Nan's voice was hoarse: "Doctor... This is..."

The old lady's expression became more serious than ever, and her tone was very severe: "Xue Nan, tell the truth, do you have a problem with your soul?"

Xue Nan nodded, and buried half of his face in the quilt: "I'm sorry... I should have told you earlier..."

He has his own selfishness, and the system says there is no cure for this disease, but he still has unrealistic fantasies in his heart.

Even a little bit of relief is fine.

"Am I going to die? Grandma, tell the truth."

Xue Nan quickly adjusted his state.

If he was really going to die, there was nothing he could do. He did it himself, and he could only accept the bitter fruit.

The system is very likely to find its own reincarnation and let "him" complete the tasks that he has not finished.

I just don't know if the progress will be archived... If it can't be archived, wouldn't it be necessary to start from scratch?

Xue Nan silently lit a candle for her reincarnated self.

"Don't think about it." The old grandma saw his depression, and touched the top of Xuenan's head in her old age, as if she was facing her grandson.

She sighed: "To be honest, damage to the soul is really troublesome, but it is not impossible to alleviate it. I speculated before that the soul may be slightly damaged, and the medicine I gave you is also in this regard. It has indeed prolonged your life a lot. Time. Otherwise, you may die from the high pressure of the seabed the first second you enter the water today."

The old lady spoke slowly, as if she was reciting a nursery rhyme.

In the next second, a dreamy singing voice suddenly sounded, as if it did not exist in the human world.

All kinds of wonderful and beautiful patterns and creatures appeared in Xuenan's mind, allowing his soul to reach an unprecedented tranquil state, slowly repairing the damaged place.

If someone could see Xuenan's soul, they would find that there were several abrupt cracks in the center of the crystal-like soul, the middle crack was the largest, and it was about to divide the crystal into two parts, and the other cracks were relatively small.

After hearing the singing, the small cracks gradually repaired themselves, and only the big crack in the center remained motionless.

After Xue Nan fell into a deep sleep again, the grandma sighed.

This is the limit of what ordinary sea monsters can do.

If he is a king, he will definitely be able to restore Xue Nan's soul completely.