If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

And she's a beautiful girl!

After the heroic spirits return to the seat of heroic spirits, the memories will be integrated together.

In a sense it is a double-edged sword.

The good news is that the memory will be integrated, the other party fortunately does not recognize you, and the bad news is that the memory will be erased, and the other party does not even recognize you!

The good thing is that if you are a scumbag, you can shoot without any psychological burden. After returning to the Seat of Heroes, the other party will probably not remember you, and will only feel familiar, avoiding the ending of being chased and killed.

The bad part is that if you really fall in love with each other, countless romantic things have happened between you, and you love to death. After the other party returns, it is very likely that you will not know you, or even have the feeling of deja vu.

All Oort can do is let nature take its course.

The first goal is to kill the gods of Olympus!

As for Athena?Leave a whole body.He thought without mercy in his heart.

"Oort, what are you in a daze for? Did you understand what I said?"

Circe pouted, and lightly tapped Oort's forehead with a hand knife.

"Of course! If you don't believe me, I'll repeat it to you!"

Oort re-explained what the high-speed oracle is and its essentials in front of Circe.

High-speed oracle is a special skill that compresses chanting to the extreme.

Take Alter himself, for example.

The chanting of Inherent Barrier Crystal Valley takes about 5 bars, that is, nearly 5 seconds.

But after mastering the high-speed oracle, the time for Oort to cast the inherent enchantment can be shortened by at least double.

In 2.5 seconds, there are too many things that can be decided, and it is even possible to save his life.

The significance of the high-speed oracle to Oort is even more extraordinary.

Because the magic reserve of ordinary people is simply not enough to support the release of multiple magic.

Often after a few times the mana is exhausted, and then becomes a high-level infantry.

But Oort is different. What he lacks most is magic power.

In the intrinsic barrier, he is a mobile fort, a magic bomber from the age of gods!

As long as the Magic has an impression of him, Oort has the confidence to kill his opponent.

"You actually memorized it all? Heh heh, you're lucky, don't miss out again next time."

Oort chick nodded like pecking at rice.

Circe was very satisfied, and then said: "Then you try it, and let me see how many times you need to master it."

It took half a day for a genius like Circe to master it.

As for Medea, it was a little bit worse, and it took nearly a day to learn this skill.

Circe has now admitted in his heart that Oort's talent is definitely higher than his own.

But she thinks that even so, Oort will need at least a few hours to master the high-speed oracle.

A few hours is already a very high evaluation.

Looking at the current generation, there will be no faster speed than this.

But Circe obviously underestimated her disciple.

"So I started? Right here?"

"Let's get started, right here."

Circe remained calm.

Last time she was worried that the fireball was too powerful, but this time she was completely relieved.

"That's what you said, otherwise I would still want to stay away." Oort muttered.

"High-speed oracle is very difficult! Don't try to succeed just once." Circe said with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, she froze.

Isn't the familiar line in Oort's mouth the unique singing of Fireball Magic after it has been compressed by high-speed divine words!

Circe was shocked.

Did you learn this?

Will it be a little sloppy!

This is something I have learned for a long time! !

There are differences between people. People with mediocre talents look forward to the skills of a lifetime, and some people can master them in half a day.

And some people are even more outrageous, they will do it for the first time!

Medusa lying on the top of the pavilion closed her eyes, enjoying the warm sunshine.

There was a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

Silly!

How can there be difficulties for him with a mere high-speed divine word!

It is estimated that drinking water is more difficult than this!

But the mutation doesn't stop there.

The fireball in Oort's hand expanded rapidly, reaching a size of five meters in an instant.

With the injection of magic power, it is still expanding rapidly, and has already stuck to Circe's cheek.

The blazing high temperature baked her face, and her dangling hair felt almost scorched!

"Olt!!"

Long!

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With a loud bang, the pavilion was blown up.

Medusa lying on the top was still aware of what happened below, and was blown away by the airflow into the bushes.

Fortunately, she is a heroic spirit and was not harmed.

In Circe, she reacted fairly quickly, but she was a little disheartened, and she was not injured either.

Ort?

He was injured, but he was hit by a shattered rock, and the magic couldn't hurt him.

When the fireball magic was designed, it was never expected that it would be imbued with such a huge amount of magic power, reaching an unprecedented size.

In the inherent barrier, Oort can make the fireball look like whatever he wants.

He is the master of that world and can make the rules as he pleases.

In the real world, after reaching the critical point of the spherical flame, the fireball exploded without accident.

"Circe, what have you taught Oort, are you planning to kill me?" Medusa climbed out of the bushes, with messy branches stuck in her hair, and said with a resentful face.

But her complaint disappeared immediately after seeing Circe who was more embarrassed than herself.

Puchi!

There was a slight laugh.

Not only did Circe underestimate Oort's magical talent, but he also forgot another thing.

Helped the pan-human Shi Yingling of Thasos Island, killed the heroic spirit Perseus of the Lost Belt, and rescued Medusa.

Adding up these few things, the restraint force's recognition of him has reached an unprecedented height.

He is no longer the Oort who can only make "small" muskets.

The era of Magic Fort has arrived.

"Medusa, don't laugh! And you, Ort!"

"Teacher, I asked you. You said there was no problem, so I did it. And I asked several times."

Circe was at a loss for words for a moment, as if this was indeed the case.

Her face was covered with black and gray, so the two people in front of her didn't notice her flushed cheeks because of embarrassment.

"From now on, when you cast magic, keep at least twice the safe distance!"

[WEB] 95. Destination, Palace of Poseidon

Oort's special training lasted a total of two weeks.

Naturally, it would not take so long to simply learn magic.

Medusa also practiced close combat on him.

"Obviously with such a convenient ability as crystal magic, why don't you try melee combat?

Maybe it can save your life at a critical time! "

It was the latter sentence that convinced Circe.

"You are very reasonable. As long as it can increase the probability of Oort's survival, this aspect cannot be left behind!"

In this way, with Circe's acquiescence, Medusa took Oort to urgently learn some cold weapon fighting skills.

It's strange to say that Oort, who obviously has a super talent for magic, has no talent for fighting with cold weapons.

The time spent on this is several times that of practicing magic, but it has almost no effect.

Oort has mastered only a few simple tricks.

In the actual battle with Medusa, the persistence time only changed from three seconds to five seconds.

Even Circe couldn't bear to watch the horrible scene.

She understood that this disciple of hers should bid farewell to close combat in this life.

Melee can't do it, so magic can do it.

Circe taught Orth some strengthening magic.

In this way, Oort should be able to deal with ordinary Olympian soldiers.

……

Half a month later, in the evening, on the dinner table.

"So, Circe, can you tell us where the 'Book of Prophecy' is?"

Medusa sat on a chair, dangling her slender legs, turned her head sideways, and asked curiously.

Oort also set his sights on Circe.

"Okay, then I will tell you the location, in the palace of Poseidon, the god of the sea."

The room suddenly fell into silence.

Both Oort and Medusa were stunned.

"I knew you would have this expression." Circe didn't have the expected sense of accomplishment, but instead showed a slightly melancholy wry smile.

"Teacher, I mean, is there a possibility that you misinterpreted the code word?"

Circe shook his head, expressing regret for Oort's guess.

How could there be such a low-level mistake in the code word she created herself.

"No wonder you've been refusing to say it, so it's this place!"

Medusa propped her face with her hands, completely losing her appetite.

"Medusa, do you know this place?" Circe wondered.

She felt like Medusa knew something.

You know, when Circe looked up the ancient books about Poseidon's palace, he basically only had an introduction about the location.

No other information at all.