"Isn't it?
Just because Harry is the savior, no matter what he does wrong, he can be forgiven.
Whether it is my parents, Headmaster Dumbledore or other professors, they always look at it differently.
Even Snape had changed his tune this term.
But what about me? Am I supposed to have to bear all this alone? Growing up, I could only pick up my brothers' old things, and I kept hearing my parents and other people around me praise Bill, Charlie, and Percy. Even George and Fred were more popular than me among my classmates.
I'm just a little ordinary, what's wrong with that? "
Ron had obviously accumulated a lot of resentment in the past few days, and now he finally found a way to vent it.
All the envy I had for the savior has now turned into anger and resentment.
After all, Snape's bias no longer needs any explanation, it is visible to almost everyone.
With his awkward personality, he is not even suitable to be a teacher.
Not to mention teenagers, even adults who are targeted by it for a long time will almost inevitably have a mental explosion.
Looking at Ron who was acting as if "it's not me who is wrong, it's the world", Zuo Si couldn't help but laugh, and said as he laughed: "In the final analysis, you are just angry about being treated unfairly, and even taking your anger out on your best friend Harry.
But did you know that Harry has been silently enduring experiences like these days that you think are like hell from the time he was old enough to understand until he entered Hogwarts at the age of eleven?
Do you know how he felt every year when he had his birthday and could only watch his cousin receive piles of gifts, while he himself had nothing, not even a happy birthday? Do you know that if he annoyed anyone in the family, he would be locked in the closet and starved for several days?
Knowing that the Dursleys would insult his dead parents every chance they got?
Do you know that he can only wear his cousin's old clothes that are obviously one size bigger and loose all year round, and that he is constantly bullied at school and can't even make a friend? Do you know that from the age of six or seven, he has to learn to do all kinds of housework including washing dishes, washing clothes, weeding, mopping tables and floors?
No, you know nothing.
To you, Harry Potter is just a celebrity with a savior halo and a large inheritance, and his eleven years of miserable life in the Muggle world are completely irrelevant.
Even those descriptions are just pale words and language.
Do you feel that you are miserable, wronged, and have suffered all the suffering in this world? Believe me, Ron, compared with Harry, what you are going through now is nothing.
And have you noticed that Harry rarely mentions his miserable childhood to other people? He is not like you who complains about everything and tries to shift all the responsibilities and faults after a little setback.
His courage, perseverance and indomitable willpower are the reasons why he is admired by your parents, Headmaster Dumbledore and other professors.
So don't always say the word "unfair", because compared to Harry, you at least have parents who love you, a big family that is a little poor but complete and lively, and brothers and sisters who love you just as much.
You are not fostered in the home of a malicious relative, nor do you have to rely on leftovers to fill your stomach all day long.
Remember how thin Harry looked when he first entered school last semester? I tell you, that was the result of long-term malnutrition.
Sometimes I really can’t understand, you obviously have more than the other person, but why do you always act so inferior and cowardly?
Is it because Harry has a large inheritance and more pocket money at his disposal? Or is it simply because his name is Harry Potter, the legendary savior who defeated the mysterious man and saved the British wizarding world?
But have you ever thought about what price he paid for all this? If you were in my shoes, would you rather get a large inheritance or have your parents and family by your side? "
Following a series of questions, Ron, who was indignant the previous second, fell into shock and silence the next second.
After all, although Harry had occasionally mentioned his childhood experiences before, most of the time he just mentioned it briefly and didn't describe it in detail.
So his knowledge of the matter was limited to knowing that his friend had not had a good life before coming to Hogwarts, and that the Dursleys were very, very annoying, but that was all.
But now, after listening to Zuo Si's more detailed description, the overwhelming misery and despair instantly extinguished Ron's anger.
yes!
Compared with the days when Harry Potter lived in the Muggle world, what was the grievance and suffering he was enduring now? Especially last semester, he had been madly targeted by Snape and Malfoy, and at the end of the semester, he had a face-to-face encounter with the dreaded Dark Lord.
That was the murderer and enemy who killed Harry's biological parents...
If we really want to delve into the concept of "unfairness", then Harry Potter is the one who is most qualified to say these three words.
Thinking of his inexplicable anger and resentment over the past few days, as well as his sarcastic and bad attitude towards the classmates and brothers who came to visit him, Ron couldn't help but feel ashamed. He hung his head and looked like he had lost all hope in life.
"Are you awake now?"
Zuo Si waved his wand and cleared away all the empty plates and leftover food on the table, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Ron nodded gently: "Yes, I am awake now. Thank you, otherwise I might have done something even more outrageous. But I don't understand why you helped me?"
"The reason for helping you is simple. I hope to see a different Ron Weasley, rather than the current follower of the savior Harry Potter." Zuo Si answered casually.
"With... a follower?"
Ron was slightly stunned.
Because he always thought that he and Harry were friends.
"What do you think? Or do you think your relationship with Harry is any different from that between Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy?
I can tell you very clearly that there is no essential difference.
What you have in common is that you both depend on another person for your life.
Think carefully, whenever your views and opinions conflict with Harry's, do you always subconsciously compromise and give in? Although it is natural for friends to help and tolerate each other.
But if one person always takes the initiative and the other person makes concessions without any bottom line, then this relationship cannot be called friends, but rather master and servant, superior and subordinate.
Are you sure you really want to live in the shadow of Harry Potter?
Think about it, after a dozen years, when you grow up, people will always refer to you as Harry and his friends, but you don't even have a name. Are you really willing to accept this situation?
Don’t you want to achieve something with your wisdom, strength and skills? "
At this moment, Zuo Si's tone and attitude were exactly the same as those demons in Baator who tricked mortals into selling their souls.
Under the influence of his highly inflammatory words, Ron soon inevitably developed a spark of ambition.
As a magic school, Hogwarts makes almost no effort to care for and guide the mental health of teenage students, which gives Zuo Si a lot of room for maneuver.
To be precise, apart from the savior Harry Potter, there is no other student who can receive special treatment and care from so many people, including the headmaster and professors.
Most students grow up in a barbaric way. When they are bullied, they can only endure it silently, or form gangs and look for opportunities to retaliate severely.
This is why students from the four major colleges all like to stick together.
Because not joining a group means you will be bullied to death.
It is not surprising that Slytherin students who grew up in such an environment would choose to become Death Eaters.
毕竟站在他们的角度，不管是伏地魔还是整个组织高层，基本都是自己学院才华横溢的学长和前辈，加入之后对方自然会给予自己照顾，本质上仍旧是学校里抱团取暖的那一套观念。
“你觉得我应该怎么做？”罗恩深吸了一口气问道。”
“首先，摆正你的态度，重新了解和认识自己。
其次，在这个学期尽量保持与哈利之间的距离，洗刷掉在别人眼中你是个跟班的形象。
最后，也是最重要的一点，把你的魔咒水平提升到至少四年级以上的水平。
如果你做到了以上这些，那么下学期的时候我们再来谈第二步。
哦，对了，介于你的魔杖已经坏了，这个就送给你作为礼物吧。
如果你在学习和锻炼魔法方面遇到什么问题、困难，可以随时来找我，我会非常乐意提供一些力所能及的帮助。”
说罢，左思将一根亲手制作的魔杖取出来摆放在桌子上，然后起身消失在伸手不见五指的黑暗走廊尽头。
小心翼翼拿起摆放在面前的新魔杖，罗恩像着了魔一样，用只有自己才能听见的声音喃喃自语道：“我是罗恩·韦斯莱……不是任何人的跟班……更不要一辈子都生活在哈利的阴影之下……”
大概小声嘀咕了两三分钟左右，他才拖着疲惫的身躯返回格兰芬多公共休息室。
“你对罗恩做了什么？”
躲在黑暗中偷看了半天的赫敏终于开口询问道。
“没做什么。如你所见，我只是请他吃了一顿饭，然后又告诉了他一些真相和最粗浅不过的道理。至于剩下的一切，都是罗恩自己的选择。”左思不以为意的笑着耸了耸肩膀。
不用问也知道，他今天晚上之所以出现在这里，完全都是因为身边这位只穿着睡衣的少女。
作为一年级时关系还算不错的同学，赫敏不忍心看着罗恩一步一步就这样堕落沉沦下去，变成一个人见人厌、狗见狗嫌的讨厌鬼。
但她自己又想不出什么好办法，只能求助于看起来无论什么问题都能轻松解决的左思，然后才有了今天晚上的谈话。
“可罗恩的变化似乎比我预料中有点大。”少女嘴角不经意轻微的抽搐了一下。
左思笑着回应道：“这不是很好吗？他现在不仅没有了自卑和懦弱，并且还准备磨砺自己干出一番事业。如果韦斯莱夫人知道自己的小儿子终于开窍了，说不定会痛哭流涕的感谢我呢。”
“好吧，也许你是对的。不过我不确定，哈利是否准备好接受一个全新的罗恩。”赫敏小声说出了自己的担忧。
她非常清楚，别看平日里救世主是个很好说话的人，但骨子里却是个非常顽固的人。
一旦做出决定就绝对不会轻易更改。
如果罗恩像以前一样处处做出妥协，那两人的相处自然会非常愉快。
可要是罗恩也变得独立且坚持己见，他们迟早会爆发激烈的争吵，甚至最后分道扬镳成为陌路人也不是不可能。
“每个人都应该为自己活着，而不是去低声下气的谄媚他人。罗恩只不过是选择了另外一条人生道路，哈利要么全盘接受、要么祝福并结束这段友谊。虽然他是救世主，但也要明白这个世界并不是只围绕着他一个人在旋转。”
左思明显对于哈利的反应一点也不关心。
因为他知道，这个男孩很快就没心思去想这些乱七八糟的事情了。
随着魔法部开始制定相关的法律法规，同时半公开的复活死者，斯内普很快就会为莉莉弄来一个合法的身份，并正大光明的出现在所有人面前。
到时候哈利要头疼的恐怕就是怎样处理自己跟继父的关系。
除此之外，还有母亲怀孕后生下的弟弟妹妹，又该如何去面对。
至于罗恩……
抱歉，他这个才认识了一年的朋友，现在对于哈利来说还远远没有母亲来得重要。
结束了这个话题，现场的气氛一下子变得微妙起来。
两人都能明显感觉到大量分泌的荷尔蒙正在影响身体，并产生一种强烈的冲动。
尤其是从窗户外面照射进来的皎洁月光，让周围环境看起来十分做一些比较浪漫的事情。
很快，左思和少女之间的距离不断的拉近，最终嘴唇碰撞到了一起。
足足过了一分钟才意犹未尽的缓缓分开。
噗通！ 噗通！ 噗通！ 赫敏能听到到自己的心脏正在狂跳，浑身上下因为过度兴奋和紧张而不断颤抖。
即便是不用照镜子，她也知道此刻的脸色一定红透了，因为那种滚烫的感觉不会骗人，同时大脑疯狂分泌多巴胺和内啡肽，带来一种无法忘怀的极致愉悦。
而这种快乐跟愉悦感，是少女以前从未体验过的。
相比之下，这方面经验还算丰富的左思就要好得多，舔了舔嘴唇之后还笑着调侃道：“这算是对于我今天晚上帮忙的奖励吗？”
“没错！你现在感觉如何？”赫敏故作镇定的反问。
“嗯——还不错。不过我还想要更多。而且在这方面的技巧略显生硬、稚嫩，需要多加练习才行。”左思也跟着一本正经的胡扯道。
“现在是十二点，我认为我们还可以再练习十分钟，然后返回宿舍睡觉。”少女看了一眼挂在墙上的钟表提议道。
“乐意奉陪。”
很快，两个年轻人就又拥抱在了一起。
没有人知道这场练习究竟持续了多久，但肯定远远不止十分钟。
第二天白天的课堂上，一直以认真听讲、回答教授提出各种问题的好学生形象示人的赫敏，居然破天荒出现了开小差、打起了哈欠的举动，时不时还会脸红且莫名其妙的傻笑。
一些有过经验的高年级女学生，立刻就意识到这种反应意味着什么，纷纷露出会心一笑。
毕竟这种事情在霍格沃茨实在是太常见了，根本没什么值得大惊小怪的。
对于一些五六年级陷入热恋的情侣而言，一连好几天夜不归宿都是很正常的事情。
与非常容易被看出破绽的少女相比，左思则表现得跟平时没什么不同。
他仅仅是把昨天晚上发生的事情当成是一种放松精神的调味剂，结束之后很快便把注意力转移到阅读耐瑟瑞尔卷轴和研究各种魔法、咒语上来。
才短短不到一个月的功夫，就成功消化吸收了许多从浮空城内带出来的知识和资料。
其中【星陨】这个威力远超核武器的超级毁灭性魔法，现在正式加入到可供使用的魔法卡牌中了。
尤其是扔完【星陨】之后再启动【法术之灾】进行墓地联动，怕是分分钟就能把一个世界搅的一团糟，严重点的还有可能永久性改变地貌与自然环境、施法环境，属于不折不扣的“灭世”套餐。
看着费劲九牛二虎之力制作出来的新卡牌，左思摸着下巴小声嘀咕：“也不知道【星陨】加【法术之灾】的威力，究竟能达到传说中毁天灭地的索兰神器——同兆几成。”
“你想要同兆？”
日记本突然开口询问道。
“当然！那可是能让无数旅法师闻之色变的恐怖魔法力量，据说仅仅只是余波都能撕碎并瞬间创造十二个碎片世界。如果有用这样的底牌，我就能放心大胆的去探索赞迪卡，而不用担心被封印在那个世界的奥札奇泰坦干掉。”左思毫不犹豫的回答道。
同兆是诞生自多明纳里亚时空上古种智慧种族索兰人发明创造的东西。
没有人知道它究竟采用了怎样的原理，更么有人知道这玩意又是被怎样制作出来的。
目前唯一知道的就是，当同兆被启动的时候，多明纳里亚时空被恐怖的力量撕成了碎片，并且陷入长达数千年的恐怖冰封期。
至于索兰人，曾经是多明纳里亚时空最早建立辉煌文明的种族，甚至一度发展到了可以制造各种大型飞行器、浮空城、智能构装体、自动化的机器工人、人体改造技术，以及无数连现代地球科技都无法想象的超巨型机械。
后来因为技术路线之争，出了一个强大而又邪恶的首领——约格莫夫，并且在某位上古旅法师的带领下来到一个机械时空，将其改造成为遍地都是半机械、半生物形态生命的非瑞克西亚。
最终，创造了非瑞克西亚的约格莫夫，亲手毁灭并埋葬了自己的故乡，将索兰文明彻底扫进历史的垃圾堆。
而他自己则被许多旅法师视作是整个多元宇宙中最大的几个威胁之一。
光凭约格莫夫和他创造的非瑞克西亚，就能看出索兰文明当年究竟强盛到了何种程度。
Therefore, as the ultimate weapon that embodies the most advanced technology and magic of this civilization, the complexity of Tong Ao is so high that even many planeswalkers cannot fully understand it, and they can only use it with difficulty.
If he could obtain the same omen, Zuo Si would have obtained the prerequisite for equal dialogue with any force and those ancient mages.
Otherwise, in the eyes of veteran planeswalkers like Sorin Markov and the spirit dragon Ugin, a novice like him would probably be no different from other mortals, and would most likely be used as a pawn or cannon fodder at a critical moment.
Because he suddenly realized that almost all planeswalkers have some signature skills that are unique to them.
For example, Sorin Markov is good at creating life, and the lithomancer Nahiri is good at drawing power from the earth and shaping rocks into various forms.
For example, the spiritual dragon Wu Jin, through long-term research on the relationship between matter and energy, invented a universal and attributeless energy that can be applied to his own original magic system.
"You want to take advantage of this extra spark?"
The diary seemed to be aware of its owner's crazy thoughts, and its tone revealed unparalleled surprise.
Because sparks are a mystery even to planeswalkers.
There is no way to detect what it is, how it was created, or whether it is energy or matter.
The only thing we know is that there are very few people who possess the spark, and even fewer who can ultimately ignite it.
In some time and space, there may be several or even dozens of planeswalkers born at the same time, while in other time and space, there may not even be one.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully, "Why not? Most planeswalkers only have one spark, but I have two.
This is both a disadvantage, as it interferes with my ability to teleport, but it is also an advantage.
As long as I can make the two sparks resonate and act on my body and soul at the same time, unimaginable power will be able to erupt.
This kind of power is enough to terrify the gods who are high above us.”
"Spark resonance? You are really becoming more and more crazy. Be careful, spark is not an ordinary thing. It is not only the source of power, but also a part of your life. If something goes wrong, it will not be as simple as death." The diary warned solemnly.
Zuo Sishen nodded in agreement: "I understand these things without you reminding me. Moreover, this research has just taken shape in my mind, and it will not be easily put into practice in a short period of time."
But no matter what, since the idea was born, the four words "spark resonance" have been like a seed, taking root and sprouting in his heart.
Apart from occasionally taking some time to cultivate his relationship with Hermione, all his energy was devoted to studying sparks.
Of course, as a cautious and life-conscious person, Zuo Si did not mess around with his own sparks. Instead, he used the sparks left by the previous planeswalker as experimental subjects and conducted a series of tests that were not too dangerous.
Through these tests, he obtained a lot of valuable information and data about sparks.
On the eve of going to the Ministry of Magic to attend the ceremony to resurrect Gideon Prewett, Zuo Si came alone to the depths of the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, stood on a bare boulder, and began to try to trigger the resonance between sparks for the first time.
"Master, I have driven away all creatures within a few kilometers. You can start with confidence." A summoned black dragon reported in the common language of Faerun.
"Very good! Stay alert! Remember, don't let anyone get close." Zuo Si ordered without raising his head.
Without saying a word, the black dragon immediately took off into the air and began circling over the dense forest.
As soon as a few unicorns and centaurs showed signs of approaching, he swooped down and released his dragon power, quickly scaring the other side away.
In fact, if Zuo Si had not ordered not to kill, the evil black dragon would have been very happy to toy with the intruder and then cruelly kill and eat him.
But unfortunately, the master's orders are absolute to ordinary summoned creatures and there is no possibility of them being misinterpreted.
This is completely different from a follower with great power and growth potential.
Watching the black dragon completely disappear into the night sky, Zuo Si closed his eyes and began to sense the two sparks in his body.
The spark burning in his chest, he knew without asking, belonged to him.
The spark located near the back of the hand on the right arm, which looks like it is dying and may go out at any time, belongs to the former planeswalker.
After confirming the location of the spark, Zuo Si took off his upper body clothes, stood on the boulder with his bare chest, and raised his right arm to gently touch his chest.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!!!!!!!
A dazzling beam of light pierced through the sky and the earth!
The resonance created by just being close to each other could release unimaginable destructive power.
Everything within a radius of five kilometers, including trees, rocks, soil, and various small animals, was completely evaporated in an instant by the energy released.
And where he was standing, a huge pit hundreds of meters deep appeared.
Fortunately, I made preparations in advance and took off all the magic items I was carrying and placed them in the laboratory. Otherwise, except for a few artifacts, the rest would have turned to ashes in a minute.
"Damn it! This is going to be a big deal!"
Looking at the horrific scene around him that seemed like the end of the world, Zuo Si immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. Without even bothering to clean up the scene, he casually threw a powerful confounding spell, and then quickly cast a teleportation magic to escape back to the castle and act like a good boy.
It turned out to be a very wise choice.
Because not long after he left, Dumbledore, wearing a bathrobe and holding the Elder Wand, rushed over. He stared at the Forbidden Forest, which had a large piece erased from the map, with a serious face, and his heart was filled with shock that could not be described in words.
You have to know that the huge magical fluctuations that occurred at that moment were something he had never heard of or seen in his life.
"Albus! What's going on here?"
Professor McGonagall followed closely behind, her voice trembling slightly.
Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "I don't know. A powerful Confounding Spell was cast on the scene. It's impossible to find any useful clues."
"Could it be the work of the mysterious man and his men?" Professor McGonagall guessed with lingering fear.
"Impossible. I know Tom. Although he has made great achievements in the field of black magic, none of his spells can achieve such amazing destructive power. It seems that some dark forces hidden deeper can't help but start to act."
As he said this, Dumbledore's eyes revealed a hint of anxiety.
Obviously, in his opinion, this matter was most likely related to the mastermind who secretly gave South the Dumbledore family bloodline.
The fact that he could instantly flatten the terrible magic within a radius of several kilometers was enough to prove that his opponent was much more powerful than Voldemort and his Death Eaters.
If we fight head-on, the possibility of losing is quite high.
Just as Professor McGonagall was about to say something, several other professors in the school also rushed over and stared at the horrifying scene before them in amazement.
Gamekeeper Hagrid exclaimed, "Professor! What's going on?"
"Tell me, Hagrid, what did you see tonight?" Dumbledore asked seriously.
"Uh... I only heard a loud noise when I was patrolling, and then saw a white pillar of light rising into the sky. Oh, by the way, the Centaurs also said that they saw a dragon over the Forbidden Forest tonight."
Hagrid told him quickly all he knew.
No matter how thick-skinned he was, he realized that what happened today was definitely unusual.
"Dragon? What kind of dragon?" Dumbledore pressed on.
"I'm sorry, it was too dark at the time, and the people and horses were frightened, so they didn't have time to take a closer look. I only know that the scales on the dragon's body were pitch black. But as far as I know, there seems to be no record of dragons appearing in the Forbidden Forest before, so it must be from outside."
Hagrid became visibly excited at the mention of dragons.
After all, his favorite things are those big and ferocious animals.
If a wild dragon came into the Forbidden Forest, he could live with it day and night without worrying about being punished by the Ministry of Magic.
"An alien dragon?" Professor McGonagall keenly sensed that something was wrong.
"It looks like a mount or a means of transportation. An outsider has entered the territory of Hogwarts." Dumbledore quickly made his own judgment.
Although dragons are savage, violent and almost impossible to tame beasts in this world, some powerful wizards can still make dragons obey their orders.
"Damn it! This is not good news." The short Professor Flitwick cursed under his breath.
Since the other party could blow up the Forbidden Forest like this, they could naturally blow up Hogwarts Castle, even though the latter had a lot of magical protection.
"What should we do? Should we ask the Ministry of Magic for help?" Professor McGonagall looked at the headmaster.
Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then quickly rejected the idea, saying, "Forget it. There is no need for this. Even if there are a dozen or even dozens of wizards helping out with a spell of this power, the result will not be much different. However, from now on, we will strengthen the control of the Forbidden Forest. Professors will take turns patrolling every day and immediately signal if they find any abnormal situation."
"Understood! I will draw up a patrol schedule later. Everyone will form teams of two according to their respective schedules to ensure that the castle and the students in class are not threatened."
"Please schedule my time later. I hate getting up early."
"I suddenly have a bad feeling that this semester is going to be a mess."
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While the professors were standing in front of the giant pit and discussing in low voices, Zuo Si had quietly returned to the laboratory, put on all his magic equipment, and went about his business as if nothing had happened.
Without a doubt!
The terrifying power unleashed by the resonance of sparks was far beyond the limits of what he could imagine.
The violent release of energy was like the two singularities in the Big Bang theory colliding with each other.
What is even more incredible is that the spark in the legacy that was originally dying actually regained its vitality after resonance.
In other words, the Planeswalker's spark can not only be taken away, but it can also be reignited through resonance after it has been extinguished.
"Sparks...are really an interesting and incredible thing." Zuo Si sighed slightly as he felt the sparks stored in his arm.
Obviously, although this experiment accidentally caused a huge noise and ended in a difficult way, it was also very rewarding.
At least he now knew that the spark resonance theory was feasible.
In some time and space, when facing a strong enemy, the planeswalker would even use the spark as a disposable consumable weapon to kill himself and his opponent.
So it is not difficult to use sparks as weapons.
The real difficulty is how to ensure that the sparks resonate and release amazing energy while ensuring that both sparks are not damaged or even extinguished, and can be recycled over and over again.
If this theoretical research is successful, then can we change from double spark resonance to multiple spark resonance of three, four, five, or more than ten? Vaguely, Zuo Si felt as if he had found his own path, a power that had never appeared in the multiverse or in any other planeswalker.
As for where to find so many sparks?
Of course, they took it from other planeswalkers! After all, not all planeswalkers are good people, and there are many who are extremely evil or half-good and half-evil.
Coincidentally, Zuo Si was best at robbing his fellow thieves.
He even had a long list of planeswalkers to hunt in his mind, and planned to go to Zendikar and contact other planeswalkers, then start killing one or two of them to prove his theory.
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At the same time, in the Mage Tower of Askatra, far away in the continent of Faerun, a crazy self-devouring was taking place.
After a period of hard work, Isadora and her clones finally decided that they had both grown sufficiently and it was time for a round of elimination and evolution.
Right now, they were standing naked in a huge glass water tank, their whole bodies soaked in the psychic solution provided by the mind flayers.
When dozens of Isadoras activated their abilities together, terrifying mental energy surged in the container like a tide and connected everyone's spirits together.
They held hands and looked into each other's eyes, without any fear of death.
Because in Isadora's inherent cognition, this process of being swallowed and absorbed by another self is not considered death, but fusion, evolution, and eventually becoming a stronger self.
"Sisters! For Soth! Let us be the nourishment for each other's growth."
As one of the Isadoras began to speak, the cruel devouring that seemed cruel to outsiders finally began.
Since they couldn't tell who was the real body and who was the clone, dozens of Isadoras let their spirits and wills leave their bodies and began to tear and devour each other in the psychic solution.
After about half an hour, one of them was devoured first and completely disappeared from this world.
The body that carried her consciousness also quickly melted completely and broke down into nutrients that were absorbed by other bodies.
"This human girl is a complete lunatic! She's so crazy that it scares me."
The red dragon Wilmes, who was hiding and watching, felt his scalp tingling.
She simply couldn't believe that there were people in the world who didn't care about their own uniqueness and were even willing to change "I" into "we" in order to quickly gain powerful strength.
"Isadora has reached a higher dimension in the spiritual realm, which is of course incomprehensible with your way of thinking. As the master said, she is a genius, a true genius." Qiwu explained in a tone without a trace of emotion.
Wilmes rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Sos also said that being half a step ahead is a genius, and being one step ahead is a madman. Isadora is obviously the latter. Just wait and see, sooner or later she will turn herself into a real monster. In addition, her obsession and attachment to Sos will sooner or later become a big trouble."
"It doesn't matter. The master has already mastered the ability to create follower cards. Given Isadora's personality, she will definitely not refuse the temptation of becoming a follower and staying with the master forever until the end of time. So far from being a trouble, she will become the most effective helper. Ah! Look, this time the devouring fusion has produced results."
With the reminder of the strange object, Wilmes soon noticed that there were originally many Isadoras in the pool, but now there were only four left.
One of them looked cold, and both his eyes and actions were filled with a coldness that kept people at a distance.
She didn't even pay attention to the other three of herself, and walked out of the pool alone, picked up a robe and casually put it on, then walked barefoot on the cold marble and disappeared at the end of the stairs leading to the upper floor.
"She's so cold. Soth will definitely not like her personality." The other Isadora teased with a playful smile on her face.
"You are not Soth, how do you know that he doesn't like it? You know, conquering an icy beauty is a strong temptation for a man."
Isadora, who spoke this time, gave people a very gentle and peaceful feeling, and her every move exuded the elegance of a noble lady.
"Hmph! Don't imagine that Soth is as vulgar as an ordinary man. What he needs is a helper and spiritual companion who can do things, not a vase or a tool to vent desires. If that's not possible, there are too many things that can serve as substitutes, such as tree spirits, water fairies, succubi, succubi, human clones, and pleasure golems."
"No, you're wrong. Soth is also a human being. He has his own emotions and desires. He doesn't just need a helper as you said. The person who can really win his heart must be a partner like me who can satisfy his emotions and desires and help him deal with various things. In short, it must be someone who can handle both business and housework."
"You...you guys stop arguing. Soth likes quietness, and he will definitely be unhappy if you keep arguing."
Isadora finally stopped him in a weak voice.
Needless to say, after a period of devouring and fusion, the four victorious Isadoras eventually formed four completely different personalities.
The first one to leave was the type who was cold and didn't like to communicate, the second one was a bit like a little witch who liked to play tricks on people, the third one was a gentle and considerate noble lady, and the fourth one was introverted and shy.
Seeing this dramatic scene, Wilmes couldn't help but chuckle, "Hehe! This is really interesting! I wonder how Zuo Si will handle this kind of situation after he comes back. Just thinking about it makes me excited and look forward to it."
But just one second later, the sound made by the strange object in her head made her originally gloating mood turn extremely bad.
"Rest time is over! According to the training plan set by the master, you should go to the training room next to stimulate the magic power in your body and try to cast more and stronger spells."
"Exercise! Exercise! It's fucking exercise again! When will this kind of life end? I haven't had a late night's sleep in a long time!" Wilmes complained indignantly.
But despite her complaints, she still obediently started her twelve-hour exercise day as planned.
There was no way! If she didn't exercise, the magical object would instantly take over her body and would not return within a week.
Rather than the helpless feeling of watching others control her body, she would rather choose to suffer a little.
(End of this chapter)