Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 246: The curse of a dry mind

Today’s Cathedral in the morning dawn is surprisingly lively. When Lin Li passed by, he saw a dozen carriages parked outside the door. It looked like a bustling scene. For a while, Lin Li couldn’t help but wonder. Although he has been nestling in the Magic Guild, it is not once or twice that something happens to pass by here. He has never seen the Cathedral of Dawn as lively as it is today.

The Kingdom of Flange is a country of magic. In this land, even children know that becoming a magician is the best way out. They believe in powerful elemental powers and yearn for mysterious magical knowledge. Be known repeatedly, study magic knowledge hard, become a real magician.

A few hundred years ago, the Temple of Light wanted to spread the doctrine of the Holy Light to this land, but what awaited them was not the grandeur of the Holy Light shining on the Flange, but the unprecedented fierce resistance. Members of the royal family, down to the traffickers and pawns, no one is willing to believe in the Holy Light, and no one is a devout believer. Their hearts have long been filled with magic, and even a small part of the position is not left for the Holy Light.

An innkeeper once said that if a magician and a priest come to his inn at the same time, then the magician can get the best service, but the priest can only hide in the corner and eat brown bread. This is the holy The awkward situation of the doctrine of light in the kingdom of France.

Hundreds of years of hard work in the Temple of Light did not achieve any results. In the end, even the Pope had to angrily announce: "Let those **** heretics go to **** with their **** magic!"

In the past 100 years, few pastors have been willing to come to the Kingdom of France again, because they know in their hearts that it is meaningless to spread the light here, and even the most fanatical believers have to admit that the people on this land Even the blood is full of magic elements, no matter how many miracles of devout believers, they can't influence them.

The Cathedral of Dawn is one of the few churches in the kingdom of France, responsible for spreading doctrine here. It is Archbishop Rennes-a hapless middle-aged fat man.

This middle-aged fat man is indeed very unlucky. A dignified fifteenth-level pastor, a bishop with a bright future, has offended a powerful figure in the Temple of Light. And was assigned to the place of Orana.

In this land, let alone a fifteenth-level pastor, even a twentieth-level pastor has no market. No one cares about what the light is, and no one cares about the doctrines he spreads. In Orana, Renn is more regarded as a good doctor, and it is the kind that is free, and the only group of people who often set foot in the Cathedral of Dawn is probably only the low-level adventurers. I hurt my hand while fighting with Warcraft. Whom do I want to heal without spending money? Of course, I was looking for Bishop Raine. At this time, his magical effect is still good...

As for these cured low-level adventurers. There are a few who are willing to listen to him spread the doctrine of the Holy Light, I am afraid that only ghosts know...

And Ollana's major power brains. No one put him in the eyes, in the eyes of those big people. Ren is just a poor creature, not the bishop of the Temple of Light. But there is no power, and no believers. Adding up all his things, I'm afraid it's just this majestic and sacred cathedral on the outside, but cold and cold inside.

Reinland's life is really miserable. Spread the teachings in Orana for twenty years. I am afraid that the total number of believers will not exceed double digits. This kind of life is harder than death. In the past two decades, Rennes tried everything he could. Want to move away from this **** place. In the entire temple of light. Rennes is definitely the most diligent bishop. At least six months of the year are not in Orana. Going around looking for relationships and trusting favors. For the ground is to report to the job once a year. Find an opportunity to transfer from Orana.

This is not. Went back last month...

Who knows. Ren went away. The Dawn Cathedral suddenly became lively. Several young pastors are busy. Receiving big people coming and going. So that Lin Li stood at the door for ten minutes. No priest came to greet him. If this is changed before. Someone took the initiative to deliver it. Don't talk about young priests. I am afraid that even Renn ran out himself...

Lin Li stood at the door for most of the day. It's really untenable. Wait until a young pastor passes by. Lin Li hurriedly stopped him: "Is Archbishop Enros here?"

"You are..." The young priest glanced at Lin Li. There was a bit of alert in his eyes. In the past half month, I have come to find people from the Archbishop Enros. It's too much. of course. None of them are devout believers. No one is willing to believe in the Holy Light. These people suddenly rushed into the Cathedral of Dawn. Without exception. All to get the potion from Archbishop Enros.

No way. Who made Archbishop Enros a master of pharmacy...

After more than ten days in a row, several young pastors have long learned how to look at people.

It’s like the magician in front of him. He looks face-to-face and young. This shows that he has no status. He wears an ordinary robe. This shows that he has no money, plus an anxious look on his face. Mostly because his relatives or friends were injured...

No status, no money, relatives and friends were injured again, why did they rush to the Cathedral of Dawn to do? In the past half month, they have seen too many such people.

"My name is Ferre, I am from the Magic Guild."

"Oh..." A young priest nodded, and then unceremoniously, issued an eviction order: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mage, Archbishop Enros is resting. If you are here for medicine, I advise you not to waste your thoughts. You are not the only one who came here for medicine in the past half month."

"..." Lin Li almost didn't choke to death with saliva. He wanted to defend himself a few words, but when he saw the determined look of the young pastor, Lin Li knew that the defense was useless, because in the eyes of the young pastor , He has become an unwelcome person.

If this is changed, Lin Li mostly turned around and left. Anyway, it doesn’t make sense to have trouble with a few young pastors. It’s okay to be unpopular and unwelcome. Anyway, he won’t lose a piece of meat, but this time it’s not. , Oring was still lying on the hospital bed. If he didn't find Enros, even if Hoffman was proficient in curses, he might not be able to save Oring who was weak.

"Get out of the way!" Anxiously. Lin Li couldn't manage that much anymore. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pushed the two young pastors who were standing in front of him to the side, followed by a group of onlookers who watched in surprise. Raise your foot and rush into the cathedral.

Today's Cathedral of Dawn is not the previous Cathedral of Dawn. It has been more than ten days in a row, every day there are people asking. Even the young priests who had been ignored before, had already cultivated their tempers. At this time, seeing this young wizard so unruly, several young priests suddenly became angry, and one of them was fast enough. One grabbed Lin Li's robe, and the other stopped in front of Lin Li.

"Stop!"

"Get out of the way!" The roommate who had been with him for two months was still lying on the hospital bed, not even knowing whether he was alive or dead, Lin Li had already held back the evil fire and had no place. Suddenly someone grabbed the robe, and the evil fire suddenly jumped up. While rushing into the church non-stop, he released a knockback without looking back.

The young priest is only level five. How can he withstand the power of the Great Sorcerer? In an instant, I heard a muffled "bang" spread. Before the young priest's robes could be grasped firmly, they were knocked into flight by an irresistible force. The whole person was like a stone, smashed heavily on the opposite street.

"Boy, I warn you, this is the place of the Cathedral of Dawn, the Temple of Light. If you dare to mess around, even the Magic Guild may not be able to keep you!" The two young priests next to him saw that the situation was not good. Hurriedly became threatened by Serenei.

"I'll say it again, get away!" A fierce light flashed in Lin Li's eyes, and a violent wave of magic suddenly spread out. If Mason or Kevin were here, I'm afraid I would know it by looking at this posture. Oops, this guy is definitely on fire. If anyone stops in front of him again, I'm afraid he will really kill him.

Unfortunately, a few young pastors didn’t know how dangerous the people standing in front of them were. Although they were a little scared, they felt that Archbishop Enros was sitting in them, and they immediately regained their courage. A young pastor stopped at the door and looked at Lin Li without fear.

The two sides couldn’t argue, the entrance to the Cathedral of Dawn suddenly became chaotic. In the dozen or so carriages parked outside the door, people from time to time poked their heads to watch, all wanting to see who was so courageous. At this time, I came to the Cathedral of Dawn to make trouble. You must know that it is not the trash that is sitting in the town now, but Enlos, one of the four archbishops of the Temple of Light!

This young magician is afraid that he will be out of luck.

A group of people watching the excitement were whispering and talking, but suddenly they felt a cold breath coming from a distance. Everyone looked back in astonishment and saw a white face wrapped in a black robe. The old man got out of a carriage like a dead body.

"Oops, why did this old guy come..." Some of the onlookers who knew the situation were shocked. They have been running the Cathedral of Morning Light every day for more than ten days. They have seen more than this old guy. Once or twice, it was a monster that really killed people without blinking!

Almost at the same time the old man stepped off the carriage, the onlookers hurriedly retracted their protruding heads again, and they were secretly worried about the young magician. It's a pity, the youngest one. Young man, this time I’m afraid it’s completely over. It’s just a matter of rushing to the Cathedral of Dawn. It happened that I also encountered this half-human, half-undead monster. He and Enros are not ordinary friendships. This young man is afraid that it will be over. I don’t know if I will be turned into a skeleton or a zombie, it’s really pitiful...

No one thought that the young magician actually laughed.

What nobody thought was that the old man whose face was as pale as a zombie actually smiled...

"Master Ferre, why is this a coincidence?" Senderos couldn't help laughing. Since the exchange meeting of the Pharmacist Guild, he has always wanted to talk to this talented pharmacist. Unfortunately, he went to the Magic Guild twice. , But it was empty twice. I heard someone say a few days ago that the fat guy Hoffman seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with this genius pharmacist.

Sendros feels that he can no longer wait. If he continues to wait, this genius who has shocked the pharmaceutical world of the Kingdom of Flanders will most likely be poached by other forces. This is definitely not what the Dark Temple wants to see Thing.

I came to the Cathedral of Dawn today to discuss with Enros to see if there is any possibility of cooperation between the Dark Temple and the Light Temple on this matter.

I didn't expect it to be so coincidental. Before I had time to discuss with Enros, I found this genius pharmacist. This kind of luck was like a pie in the sky, not to mention that Senderos was still a half-human and half-undead monster. Even if he had become an undead, he might laugh from ear to ear.

"Hehe, good afternoon, Master Senderos." Lin Li smiled. He knew about the relationship between Senderos and Enros. Since Senderos is here, there should be no problem seeing Enros. After a few polite greetings, Lin Licai asked again: "By the way, Master Senderos is here this time, should he come to Archbishop Enros?"

"Well. It just happened to be fine these days, so I'll come and talk to him."

"Great. I happen to have something trivial, and I want to ask Archbishop Enros for help. Since Master Senderos is going in too, I wonder if I can speak for me?"

"Why didn't you go in by yourself?" Senderos frowned. There was some confusion in his voice: "Enlos would be happy if he knew you were here."

"This..." Lin Li said nothing. He just smiled helplessly.

How could Senderos not understand this helpless look?

"Is it you?" When Senderos stared at several young priests, there was no expression on his pale face, but a pair of eyes was already faintly flashing with murderous intent.

"Master Senderos...we...we really don’t know, this mr. wizard knows you..." The young priests were really frightened. The young magician, who seemed to have little status, knew a character like Senderos.

What a hell...

Who is Senderos? That is the horrible existence that controls the army of thousands of undead. It definitely kills people without blinking. For him, life is only a consumable, used to provide nourishment for his army of undead. In the literature of the Temple of Light, Senderos Has long been portrayed as a **** demon, there have been at least ten massacres, and each time at least a thousand people were killed.

Who is not afraid of such people? Although several young priests are devout believers, they are not yet devout enough to be fanatical. Faced with a character like Senderos, they are also afraid and panic in their hearts, for fear that this half-human, half-dead monster will kill them, and then And use evil magic to turn them into undead.

Moreover, he is also a friend of Archbishop Enros.

Yes, friends.

People who don’t know the inside story will never understand. One is a magician who manipulates the undead and the other is a priest who believes in the Holy Light. How did they make friends? But whether you want to understand it or not, there is no doubt that the two are indeed friends, and the friendship between them is terrifying. Everyone knows that Senderos, an evil necromancer, can be used to a great extent. It affects Enlos' decision.

He doesn't even have to do it himself, just a word can plunge these young pastors into an abyss that can never be recovered.

The faces of several young priests were pale, and when they looked at Lin Li, their eyes were a little more pleading for mercy.

They know that the only thing they can count on at this time is the magician. As long as he is willing to open his mouth to help himself, he can survive Senderos. As for the previous obstacles and disputes, he can no longer take care of it. Anyway, as long as you can save your life, what does it mean to lose someone?

"In fact, it's nothing, just a little misunderstanding. Just explain it clearly." Lin Li naturally couldn't be familiar with the little pastors. He just smiled and revealed the matter: "By the way, you don't want to How about going to Archbishop Enros? How about going there together?"

Sendros' mind, how could he not understand that Lin Li was begging for those little pastors? However, he had already spoken. Senderos naturally would not have trouble with him for a few little pastors. He nodded immediately and didn't need those young pastors to lead the way. Those who were familiar with the road entered the Cathedral of Dawn.

"Enlos, see who I brought!"

"Sendros, why are you free to see me today?"

"Haha, I came here not only to see you, but I also brought you an amazing guest!" I met my old friend Enros, even this half-human, half-undead monster. It also seemed to be a bit more popular, and the pale face was twice, squeezing out an expression that might be a smile.

Enlos raised his head questioningly, and then showed a pleasant smile: "Master Ferre. I didn't expect that you would come to the Cathedral of Dawn. I just went to the Magic Guild to find you a few days ago. , It’s a pity that it’s a coincidence. You haven’t come back after going twice..."

"Hehe, Archbishop Enros, you are too polite. In front of the two, I don't deserve the title of master. You should call me Ferrey."

"No, no, no..." Enros invited the two into the reception room to sit down, and then said solemnly: "You solved it, but the pharmacists of the whole Kingdom of France failed to solve the problem. Based on this. You can be called a master, right. Master Ferre, why are you so free today. You actually came to see me at the Cathedral of Dawn?"

"This..." Lin Li scratched his head and didn't conceal much: "I have a friend who has been cursed. I would like to ask Archbishop Enros for help. I don't know if you have time to burn the novel."

“Of course it’s okay to help. But to be honest, Master Ferrey, I’m not good at cursing this kind of thing. Instead of looking for me, you might as well look for Hoffman. He’s a real curse expert."

"Mr. Hoffman, I have sent someone to invite it, but this time, my friend’s situation is more complicated. Not only was he cursed, but he also suffered severe trauma. I was afraid he would not be able to bear the curse. , So I would like to ask you to help him and treat his body with magical techniques."

"This is okay..." Enros nodded. As one of the four archbishops of the Temple of Light, his skills in divine arts are naturally not comparable to those of the Rennes and his ilk, even if he is severely injured. In his hands, they can be cured easily.

"Great!"

"By the way, Master Ferre, can I ask, what is the curse in your friend?"

"I’m really not sure about this. I just judged it based on his reaction. By the way, the curse is very strange, like a trace of black smoke, constantly emitting from the wound. And I can feel that that kind of curse is weakening my friend a little bit. I am afraid that he may not be able to hold on for much time..."

"So..." Enros nodded, and fell into thought again.

Just as Enros was struggling, Senderos on the side suddenly intervened: "If I didn't guess wrong, maybe your friend has been in a coma?"

"How do you know?"

"That's right..." Senderos didn't answer, but he said to himself: "I've seen this kind of curse before. It is called the Curse of Depletion of Mind. It is a secret technique handed down from the Dark Ages. , I remember, there was an introduction in an undead magic book, and the book said so-this is a real demon, when you can master it, it will provide you with powerful power, but once you If you can’t control it, this demon will swallow you up in an instant."

"Do you mean that this dry mind curse is actually like a magic backlash. Once it can't hurt the enemy, it's likely to hurt himself?" Lin Li frowned when he heard this. , Could it be that this dry mind curse was not cast by Gryffindor, but because of what forbidden magic Oring learned?

"Well, it's almost like that..." Senderos said this, and shook his head: "Honestly, Master Ferrey, this kind of curse is the most troublesome, because it has existed for many years. It has been integrated into the blood, even if I know its principle, I don’t know what to solve."

"Sendros, don't say that, maybe Hoffman can do it." Enros glared at his old friend. This guy is really true. He has been an undead for decades, but his personality has not changed at all. What The worst result will be the worst, he will definitely say that, although sometimes it is right, but it does not sound so comfortable.

"Hope..." Senderos nodded reluctantly, but looked somewhat disapproving.

"Archbishop Enlos, do you have time to run Wenshu.com now? If you can, can you go and see it yourself, I'm afraid my friend will not be able to wait for long. Lin Li really couldn't sit still anymore.

"No problem." Enros was very straightforward, and agreed without saying a word.

"Why don't I have a look?" Senderos followed suit and stood up.

"Okay, please come with me both of you."

The three people came out of the Cathedral of Dawn, called a carriage and went straight to the Magic Guild. Only a few young priests and a group of boring onlookers were talking there, guessing what this young magician was. How sacred is it that the two great figures in the Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness can help. This is not a joke. Enros is one of the archbishops of the Temple of Light, and Senderos holds the Temple of Darkness in one hand. It can be said that the status of the king can not be higher, so that the two of them can help each other at the same time, I am afraid that His Majesty may not be able to enjoy the treatment.

Especially those young priests, looking at the leaving carriage, were even scared of sweat. I knew this young magician had such a deep background, even if I killed myself, I would not dare to stop him. He, isn't he looking for death?

The carriage stopped outside the guild hall. As soon as the two old men got off the carriage, they saw a familiar figure.

"Haha, Hoffman, are you here too?" Hoffman's chubby figure is so conspicuous, Senderos just got out of the carriage and recognized him from the crowd at a glance: "Why, don't you hurry back to the light breeze plain to take good care of your daughter, and be careful of any kid who doesn't have long eyes hooked her away."

"Damn, Senderos, you shameless old skeleton, I will let someone poison your food sooner or later..." Hoffman scolded so much, but suddenly remembered that the half-human monster in front of him was basically There was no need to eat, so Hoffman cursed again in anger and anger: "No...you shameless old skeleton doesn’t need to eat at all. You should go back to the grave and eat the corpse. I think I’m standing with you. Awkward..."

"..." As Lin Li listened to these two old guys scolding, he suddenly got big heads, and had to stand up and make a round of it: "Two, two, pay attention to the image!"

"Well, Master Ferre is right, I am a successful man, and I can't care about half-human monsters like you..." Hoffman scolded and entered the guild hall.

"This guy..." Senderos and Enros almost shook their heads in unison, and walked in.

Lin Li led the way and led the three to the guild medical room. On the way, he took time to talk to Hoffman about the situation.

"Damn, it's a curse of a dry mind, this time the trouble..." Hoffman heard his description ~ IndoMTL.com ~ instantly knew what was going on, for a while, he couldn't help but wrinkle tightly. Frowned.

"What's the matter, Master Hoffman, even you can dry up your mind and curse?" Looking at Hoffman's face, Lin Li couldn't help but feel tight. If even this cursing expert can't help, then O Ling I'm afraid this time it's really bad luck.

"It's not that there is no way, but it's more troublesome..." Hoffman shook his head, and didn't say anything that was dead, except that the frowning brows on the fat face It has not been released.

"Do you mean..."

"I mean..." Hoffman said halfway, but stopped again: "Forget it, let's see your friend first, maybe the situation is not as serious as we thought."

"En."

For my birthday yesterday, I went out for a meal. It was a bit late when I came back from Ranwen.com, so I was a little bit late, but it finally got 7,000 words.

In addition, I heard people say that there are birthday gifts for birthdays. Would you give me monthly tickets as birthday gifts?