Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1964: A Plenty of Night (1)
Chapter 1964: Extreme Night in Jing Si (1)
At the same time (?), Egypt in Africa, the Grand Hotel in Cairo.
"I, I'm back..." Elaine gently pushed the door open and walked into the room, although she didn't know if Bedivere was there, but it was so late, in case Bedivere was there Overnight in this hotel room? Therefore, the polar bear will be especially careful, in order not to make any noise.
There seems to be someone in the room. At the end of the hallway, there is a soft light close to the faint light from the master bedroom, and Bedivere is indeed there.
"No, don't you stay overnight on your own boat?" The white bear man looked into it and muttered in a low voice.
"Shh!" The werewolf youth turned his head and gestured to Elaine, indicating that the white bear should speak more quietly. Beside him on the bed, a tiger man boy had fallen into a deep sleep, snoring weakly and rhythmically.
"This, this child is...?"
"Lost child." Bedivere tiptoed to Elaine, "helped him find his mother all night and didn't have a clue, so let him sleep temporarily."
Because Bedivere had already returned to the Cairo Hotel and was too lazy to find his way back to the Dawn, so he placed Obert in his hotel room.
"By the way, Elaine, where have you been all day, and you only come back now? Aw! That horrible smell of sweat...!"
"I, I'm going to practice." The white bear replied in a low voice, "Mr. Solar said there is a way for me to better control myself, and I won't become that crazy monster or monster at will. "
"You went out to practice with Solar for a whole day?" The werewolf youth looked at the white bear man in disbelief: "Have you gotten too familiar with Solar recently?"
"Uh, um..." Elaine scratched her head embarrassedly.
"Pay attention." Bedivere said angrily: "It's too familiar now, and then it will be more painful to actually fight on the field."
"No, I won't, I know it's a match, ie, even if the opponent is Mr. Solar, I will------"
"Come on, stop talking." Bedivere pinched his nose with disgust on his face: "The smell of your sweat is about to kill me. Go take a shower and go to bed early. Tomorrow we will each There's a game, isn't it?"
"Yes, yes." The bear man scratched his head again and walked towards the bathroom.
"Speaking of which, what kind of training did you do with Solar?" Bedivere suddenly asked, "Why does it sound suspicious... In addition to the smell of sweat, there is also a the stench."
"Catch, fish," Elaine replied.
"What?"
" Mr. Solar recognized and believed that as long as the nature of the shark-man form was brought to the limit, he could gradually understand the method of control in the process of making and making troubles, so I have a day or a day today. They all fish along the Mediterranean coast..."
"Are you idiots?" Bedivere didn't know whether to be angry or funny: "So you've been a shark all day...swimming in the Mediterranean?!"
"Yes, yes..."
"So have you found a way to control the shark form?" Bedivere asked sullenly.
"One, a little..."
"Or maybe it's just because I spent too much energy fishing all day long." Bedivere sighed: "Uh, whatever. Go take a shower."
"Um, oh..." Elaine walked into the bathroom.
Bediver frowned and didn't say anything. He walked back to the living room and found a blanket to cover it, and lay on the sofa. Elaine seemed to have something to hide, but Bedivere didn't plan to ask White Bear. While it may appear that the Ice Bear wasted a whole day trying to master his new Shark transformation, what is the truth? We'll find out in the game tomorrow. After all, everyone always hides a little something for themselves, and Bedivere feels that it is not good to go to the bottom of what Elaine did. It is estimated that they will meet in the finals. At that time, I will experience Elaine's hidden stunts on the battlefield dignifiedly——I feel a little bit looking forward to it.
It was late at night. But Bedivere was not at all sleepy. After tossing around all day today, the werewolf youth was too tired to sleep. Even Elaine, the stupid bear, is actively practicing to strengthen himself. Bedivere always feels that he has not done anything all day, and tomorrow's game will be boring.
Then it occurred to him that he had actually gained a new power too - the conjuring fire that Lawrence had given him. That is forbidden power, a spell that draws power from the user's body and activates it. But things like spells will not cause harm to the user if they are not used. Maybe Bedivere should take out the fire of the spell and study it if you have time.
He then walks out to the terrace of the hotel suite (it feels dangerous to mess around with conjuration fire indoors), sits cross-legged on the floor, and stretches out his right hand. Soon, a ball of flame emitting a steady red light, the so-called magic fire, emerged out of thin air from the palm of his hand.
It was also at this time that Bedivere had the opportunity to take a good look at his own conjuration fire. Dialogue is important. It was Lawrence the Great Conjurer who distributed this fire of conjuration to Bedivere, and Lawrence said that the conjurer needs to communicate with his fire of conjuration frequently in order to better understand his spells. . To put it simply, all spells are used when the user commands the fire of the spell to make the fire of the spell cast a spell (spell). If you can't communicate well with the spirit body that is your partner, the sorcerer will not be able to use spells freely.
Looking closely like this, it really isn't much different from an ordinary fireball, except that it has almost no heat. This thing is more like some kind of light bulb that can emit fire, it is not actually a fireball, but a kind of spiritual body. According to Lawrence's words, this spell fire should have been a spirit body created by the great teacher Klarna at first, and it should be an inch between the Holy Spirit and the evil spirit. This kind of spiritual body gradually split into countless subsets from the original one, and continued to expand and multiply with the increase of magicians in the world.
It multiplies by collecting surplus free photons from the user's body. In general, non-epic creatures ingest food from the environment and absorb free photons. Free photons make the body stronger, but they don't stay in the body for long and eventually escape. The fire of incantation collects the free photons that are about to escape and waste in order to continuously grow itself. In this way, this thing is quite scientific, it will not affect the survival of the host, and it can become more and more powerful over time.
However, I always feel a little uneasy. Bedivere looked at the flames in front of him, and there was a panic in his heart. There is a price to pay for the use of power, and the greater the power, the greater the price to pay. Every time a spell is used, something is actually taken from the user's body -- as to what is taken away, it depends on the actual situation. Because it threatens the user's life, spells are called dangerous forbidden spells.
Today Bedivere has used several seemingly extremely powerful spells to defeat the mighty guardian in the Pharaoh's tomb. Even if the cost of using these spells was to consume his life, he would not be surprised. But so far he hasn't felt any changes in his body. Is this really okay?
Just as the werewolf youth stared at the flame of incantation on his palm, his eyes were suddenly surrounded by darkness. All the scenes were transformed into boundless darkness, only the flame in his hand was still shining.
"Huh?" The werewolf youth couldn't help but be startled when he woke up to the changes around him.
"...anyone...is there?" he called.
No response. Except for the darkness, the surroundings were deadly quiet. Originally, the hotel room was filled with the faint sound of Obert's snoring, and the sound of water running when Elaine was taking a bath, but these sounds have completely disappeared.
Silence grabbed Bedivere, causing the werewolf youth to panic. He thought that the overly powerful spells he used before had to pay the price, and now the fire of his spells is going to ask him for a price, and it will take his life!
"No such thing." But a voice interrupted Bedivere's panic. A voice that suddenly appeared in the dark, not far away, seemed to be able to reach by walking.
"Who...?" The werewolf youth then looked in the direction of the voice, even though he knew that the place where the voice was located was only darkness.
Or not.
There ~IndoMTL.com~ a fire lit up. A woman in a black robe sat on the ground, and the fire of the spell in her hand dimly illuminated a small area around her body, allowing Bedivere to see her in the darkness.
The black robe is slightly tattered, but the black hood and collar are delicately embroidered with lace carvings with pure gold threads. These pure gold carvings seem to be made of metal threads. It may even be made of pure gold braided thread, so although the fabric of the black robe is a little worn, the metal parts are always new, and they reflect a charming and beautiful golden color under the fire of the conjuration fire, In stark contrast to the black robe. The golden black robe has a large hood, and the hood covers most of the woman's face, but the woman's fair face is still looming in front of Bedivere. It is a typical melon face, with a delicate chin and just the right thickness. The red lips showed that the face of the woman hidden under the shadow of the hood must be the face of a great beauty.
"Who are you...?" the werewolf youth hummed suspiciously.
"My name is Klarna, and now I use the power of conjuration fire to get in touch with you." The woman replied in a plain watery tone: "Being able to see me, your soul must be very powerful."
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