Chapter 219 I Don’t Know How I Died (Please Vote for Me)
Every practice of witchcraft is an adventure. Putting your soul on the gambling table, you may become crazy and lose yourself at any time.
No one can stop comfortably and not go on this adventure. Even if there is no harm from other wizards or hunting by witch-hunting knights, wizards are still suffering from the influence and erosion of the spiritual energy at every moment.
If you don't struggle, the final outcome will still be despair.
Lin An is already considered lucky.
At least he figured out what happened to him, unlike some people who didn't know how they died or went crazy without knowing they were crazy.
But he only knows.
At least for now, he is just a newcomer to the extraordinary world.
Therefore, every step of his practice is extremely cautious and cautious.
When her fingers touch the body of the 'Earth Whale' witch, the warm touch is not a touch, but more like a message transmitted from the heart to the heart.
Basically, you just feel the inner workings of the other person's mind, that's all.
Without touch, there is no way to exert any force on the other party. This weird feeling of seemingly non-existent contact is particularly weird.
Fortunately, what Lin An wants to influence is not this mind, but the wooden coffin that carries it.
A thing that is influenced by witchcraft, eroded by the soul, and irrigated by spiritual energy, and turns into something similar to a stone treasure but not a stone treasure.
The starting angle that Lin An chose was the 'body', which is the body of the witch's soul, so it can be dealt with using the skinning technique of the witch hunter knight.
The skinning technique is essentially a spiritual game. In this aspect, Lin An accepted the teachings of Lao Liu, learned the 'Psychic Balance Mantra', and gained a deep understanding.
Mobilizing the power of the soul, the three emotional wildfires in the body began to burn crazily. Hesitation, ambition, and twisted cruelty, three unique emotional powers boiled in the furnace of the chest, spread to the portal of the palm, and climbed all the way on the skin, making The arms were covered with a faint color of magma.
嗗~
A strange sound sounded, similar to the sound of high temperature touching the skin.
Soon, this emotion influenced by the witch's spirituality was in turn embedded in the witch's mind and the coffin's body. The mind, body, and spirit once again constructed a temporary whole.
But this wholeness is fragile. After all, spirituality is mixed with Lin An's spirituality and Lin An's will.
As a result, a rift began to spread between the witch's mind and the coffin's body.
This is the skinning knife method.
The next operation was the 'spiritual balancing hand' that Lin An learned from the skinning knife technique in the past, a witchcraft that works between the spiritual and the physical.
His emotions began to eat away at the coffin, competing with the witch's mind for this 'body'.
At the same time, he used his predecessor Lu Tingyu's version of the 'Heart-to-Heart Witchcraft', as well as what Lin An guessed was Lao Liu's concept of 'the heart is not the heart, the heart is the soul'. Through the influence of being eroded by the witch's memory, his The mind makes a connection with the witch's mind.
Lin An began to hum a strange song.
Without lyrics, every tone seems like a work of witchcraft.
This is the "Song of Dreams" of the "Soul Balance Mantra" taught by Lao Liu, which is used to mobilize the power of the game of subordination between souls.
Lin An was half-kneeling next to the coffin, holding the coffin with his left hand. His right hand suddenly erupted with a terrifying scorching dazzling light of magma, which penetrated from the witch's chest and instantly touched the bottom of the coffin.
Lich corpse armor making, furnace refining, heart-to-heart space furnace, heart-to-heart clone guessing and Lao Liu's insights on spiritual tree root drawing, emotional traction of aura...
Use everything you have learned.
Invisible strong winds began to roar around Lin An. Chen Shuyun, who was standing aside, staggered in disbelief and was thrown away by the huge force.
The soil flew up, trees were uprooted, and birds and animals scattered in panic.
In a corner of the forest, a huge reverse tornado seemed to appear, spinning and repelling everything around it.
Lin An's whole person fell into darkness.
The only things that could be seen were himself, the ugly head nervously observing beside him, and the 'Earth Whale' witch lying quietly in the coffin.
In theory...
It is possible to use this coffin to create a special spiritual furnace that relies on your own mind and body to expand a space. Lao Liu made a tree cave headquarters.
In theory...
Now is the best time to digest the witch's "sealing the coffin" witchcraft. All the influence of her spirituality will be absorbed by her soul and stripped away completely. And the traces left by her memory will also be left by this touch between souls, leaving only the rhythm of perception of witchcraft.
In theory...
The moment spirituality invades the witch's mind, Lin An's own mind will be in the most 'unfettered' state, because at a certain moment of casting, Lin An loses spirituality, and her body changes from her own body to containing a coffin, and she is in a state of uncertainty. state.
At this time, Lin An was particularly easy to create the preset third furnace ‘Wizard’s Will’!
In theory...
The formal establishment of the wizard's will, the refinement of the core of the Shibao Space Furnace, and the three emotional wildfires of 'hesitation, ambition and twisted cruelty' traced back from the witch's mind will be at the weakest moment in the balance of the trinity.
At this time, it is precisely the time to throw these three emotional wildfires into the furnace and completely refine them into the second furnace, the "Wizard's Furnace"!
In theory...
This is actually the influence of the emotional wildfire of 'ambition', which makes him extremely greedy, wanting to solve everything at once, and wanting him to want everything. At the same time, hesitation and twisted cruel emotions also have a certain impact.
But Lin An did not refuse. He rationally analyzed the feasibility and allowed himself to act according to this spiritual power.
No one knew, at such an ordinary moment.
In such a place where there is no serious choice, Lin An will enter a super leap in strength.
only……
The witch in the coffin suddenly opened her eyes.
She struggled to raise her head, looked at the hand that had sunk into her chest, and murmured to Lin An in a tone that was both charming and plaintive, "It hurts~"
What the hell? ! !
Lin An's eyes widened suddenly. This thing was a mind. It was about to be separated from the coffin body. How could it move on its own?
Without the support of the body, the soul should be completely swallowed up by the spirit. This is the principle of the lich.
Without spiritual support, the mind should fall into silence. This is why the witch hunter knight turned into a statue.
But what the hell is this conscious look like?
How could she be active?
Before Lin An could react, his right hand sank into the crack in the witch's chest, and suddenly a large number of aerial roots of the big banyan tree climbed out. Those roots stretched against the sky, twisting, like tentacles!
These air roots actually grew from Lin An's hands, not from the witch!
In order to corrode the witch, he let go of the palm of his hand, the second portal of the body and soul. Under the stimulation of the witch's mind, some things in his body actually revived.
Lao Liu!
When did it quietly erode itself?
The dark golden eyes that looked like statues in his eye sockets suddenly moved, as if he had been awakened, and he looked around quickly.
I saw radiant tree roots spreading out from the palm of my hand. Climbing and twisting to form an armor on his body, he was actually practicing the breathing furnace in reverse, and he was practicing in reverse along with the cultivation of his own breathing furnace.
Those tree roots spread towards the witch's mind at the same time, seeming to be looking for the coffin 'body' in an attempt to build a clone again.
At the same time, looking up along the shadow of tree roots hanging down in the sky, a vague figure on a park bench smiled very narrowly and murmured, "My good apprentice, let me be your mentor." Help you!”
Its roots began to spread towards the third furnace 'Wizard's Will' and the special space furnace that he planned to try.
Its roots turned into armor at the same time, training its own body in reverse. These seemed to be the antlers that might appear in the future to erode its second furnace, the "Wizard's Furnace".
Damn it!
Lao Liu wants to eat himself up!
And if I hadn't happened to be studying this thing today, I really wouldn't have noticed it!
So scary!
Lin An wanted to pull his hand out of the witch's chest, but instead it stimulated the witch's soul to groan, so the roots of Lao Liu's spiritual tree eroded her faster, and reversely accelerated the erosion by temporarily connecting with the witch. himself.
what to do?
Lin An didn't panic. Panic was useless. He quickly mobilized his spiritual assistant brain to think about every detail and find a solution.
But at this moment, the change from his struggling to pull his hand and Lao Liu's reverse use of the roots of the spiritual tree seemed to stimulate something at the same time.
A red light suddenly appeared in the field of vision of dark golden eyes.
Those were the fragments of Chen Xinmi's mind and body that he tied to his arm to perform suppressive witchcraft.
At this moment, he could clearly see why he could control the red rope so easily.
In the dark place of his body, the dark golden statue blood that Chen Xin was obsessed with was connected to the red end. It turned out that Red Rope regarded himself as the owner of his body because of this mass of blood.
But that's not the point.
The point is, the other end of the red rope is also connected to something!
Lin An's vision left his chest and looked along the direction of the red rope into the distance. There, there was a figure in an underground cave.
And his red rope is connected to the opponent's chest.
Chen Xin fans!
She was currently wearing a large gold-lined navy blue low-cut bathrobe, sitting on a large chair with her legs crossed, looking at a mirror with a sneer.
One smooth foot painted with black nail polish swayed gently, holding a cigarette happily and humming a song.
"I knew it!"
She sneered, "Uncle Liu, I feel you!"
From the undetectable trace that extended from her broken heart to Lin An's body, she could clearly feel Lao Liu's aura.
"Hurry up and devour Lin An, hurry up and corrode, so that I can completely catch you!"
Damn it!
When did these two people attack him?
Lin An quickly got the answer from his memory. Oh, Lao Liu was influenced by witchcraft when he was teaching him witchcraft. Knowledge was also the transmission medium of witchcraft, which he did not expect.
As for Chen Xinmi, it seems that it was the time when the red rope entered Zoyu's body that she secretly connected with herself.
The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind.
Ha~
Lin An laughed angrily in displeasure.
I really want to say - who else, who else, wants to be a hunter and a fisherman to benefit?
Hey~
Don't say it!
Don’t even say it!
There really is!
An old but extremely strong arm suddenly stretched out from the furnace of Lin An's chest!
Lin An looked down in disbelief, his eyes so wide that they were about to pop out. Who is this?
I saw this old hand stretching out its thick, calloused fingers and giving it a very deft and powerful grip. Suddenly, a five-meter-long Miao knife appeared in its hand.
With a flash of sword light, the tree roots and red ropes all burst apart.
Lin An could see the blurry figure of Old Liu on the bench and Chen Xinmi on the big chair in front of the mirror. They both spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
The link was disconnected and the two figures disappeared.
But Lin An can no longer care about this.
Because the five-meter-long Miao Dao was thrown up, spinning in mid-air, and was once again held by that strong big hand.
His big hand just held the end of the Miao Dao blade, and pointed the tip of the blade at Lin An's chest.
Through his chest and through the furnace, Lin An could see a strong man who looked like an iron tower sitting in a dark corner of the room, with a wooden face and sharp eyes.
Professor Cao!
He murmured in a low voice, "It's exposed, then destroy it!"
puff!
The tip of the knife pierced Lin An's chest, and instantly invaded Lin An's furnace into his body. In just a moment, the furnace began to beat, and his whole body began to boil.
It turns out that this is how the furnace operates?
Lin An suddenly realized that his excessive caution in the past had caused his furnace to operate too gently.
The furnace, the furnace, turns out to be the effect of complete incineration.
The flames began to engulf his body, and Lin An only felt his scalp itching. A pair of sharp horns pierced out from the top of his head, and continued to bifurcate, eventually turning into a pair of huge antlers that towered into the sky.
These antlers...
It’s full of Professor Cao’s aura.
The Miao knife slid in the big hand and sank into Lin An's body bit by bit. At this moment, it had already invaded the mind.
No!
Lin An is not willing to die!
His spirit was lost, his body was lost, but he still had his soul.
He also has the will of the soul!
Yes, theoretically speaking, the will of the mind is higher than the body and spirituality. He has a way to stop Professor Cao's erosion!
Mind balancing spell!
A huge dark golden statue appeared in the sky above him, slowly stretching out a hand with a scale in its palm.
One of the two trays of the scale appeared at Lin An's feet, and the other appeared at Professor Cao's feet.
In terms of spiritual power, Lin An is a formal wizard and a knight apprentice. Oh, now he is a formal knight. But none of these can compare with Lao Cao, who has reached the ceiling.
In terms of physical strength, although he has received some blessings from body contortion and furnace training, Professor Cao, a strong man over two meters tall, is really disappointing.
Only the soul.
Every human soul is equal.
Lin An believes that his cautious approach has kept his mind in an extremely intact state, while Professor Cao's mind may have been incomplete long ago.
This may be the only place to win.
Although Lin An is not sure at all!
But in such a desperate and extraordinary world, it seems that every step is a desperate struggle, just to take one more breath.