Chapter 571 Dream
After the old witch fled in a hurry, Camus said calmly: "The upper limit of her perfect body is only at the level of a third-level wizard."
Thor laughed, "Isn't a third-level wizard powerful enough?"
Camus moved his lips, as if he had different thoughts, but in the end he said nothing.
She never expresses any opinions except when she is studying and researching.
It's like a closed box, making it impossible to see what's hidden inside.
After a while, Camus said to Thor, "You too, need to adapt to the third transformation of your witch body and cannot relax your requirements on yourself. Improving your magic power is very important, and the improvement of your mental power cannot stagnate. You need to increase your tolerance for your spirit body to avoid being blown up during the formal transformation."
Thor knew that Camus's advice was important, but he did not relax in his efforts to improve himself.
"I know. Ever since I built the wizard tower in Rhine Lake, I have been fishing for the spirits in the lake and using them to enhance my spiritual power."
Thor's mental power used to be comparable to that of an ordinary second-level wizard, but now he is stronger than an ordinary second-level wizard.
However, as a result, the number of spirits in the lake has also dropped significantly, causing it to take him longer and longer to fish for souls.
Camus stared at Thor's face, as if confirming the changes in his spirit and body.
After a moment, she looked away, without making any comment, and changed the topic.
"In addition to trying to fuse a large number of souls, you also need to mobilize your locator. Sense it, get familiar with it, apply it, and finally apply its characteristics to yourself. This will help you advance to the second level."
Thor also understands this, but it is easier said than done.
Especially since his locator is the Diary of a Dead Wizard.
"The feature of my locator is to predict death and the future... I can apply the feature of the locator to myself. Does that mean I need to have predictive ability as well?" Thor couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of this.
The locator is too powerful, which is sometimes a problem.
The breath that just came out of his mouth was suddenly sucked back by Thor.
"Wait! Can I really not predict it?"
Thor suddenly remembered that he had several strange dreams in his first year in this world.
The two dreams, the one about the maid who turned into a puppet and the one about Sid looking for him in the morgue, also had a more or less mysterious quality.
If combined with the dangers he encountered later... it's not impossible to say that it was a precognitive dream!
Sol held his chin in his hand and fell into deep thought. "At that time, the dreams I had seemed to have some meaning of foreseeing danger. Could it be that I really have a talent for this?"
Thor had never learned any prophetic magic.
Firstly, he had a diary which he could not use; secondly, he was promoted too quickly and had not yet completed his learning of all the knowledge in his field. Naturally, he did not have the time and energy to learn other knowledge that he could not use for the time being.
Moreover, after he began to study witchcraft systematically, he rarely had such dreams.
It’s like, when a complete knowledge system is established, instincts will degenerate.
Thor's thoughts gradually drifted away, and Camus stopped talking, seemingly not caring about Thor's condition.
The basement level fell completely silent.
Advancing to the second level is not a task that can be completed in a short period of time. Thor thought about it for a while and then let himself go, focusing on the knowledge and experiments in front of him.
He went upstairs and used soul fishing to absorb some pollution from Justin, preparing to take it back for experiments.
But he didn't expect that just touching this little bit of pollution would cause the source of pollution in Justin's body to suddenly riot, immediately aggravating his injuries.
Fortunately, Justin was well aware of his physical condition and was able to quickly control the situation. He just needed to rest for a while.
Although he was injured this time, he confirmed that Thor was quite good at dealing with pollution, which strengthened his confidence.
After Sol helped Justin recover, he took the new contamination and went downstairs. Justin was the only one left on the third floor of the wizard tower.
At night, Justin, who had been lying down for the whole afternoon, suddenly got up from the wooden bed.
He walked to the open space in the center of the room. A golden color spread out under his feet. A new metal tetrahedron gradually took shape, wrapping Justin's entire body.
The trapped Justin raised his right hand and rolled up his sleeves.
There was a shallow bruise in the middle of his forearm.
The fingertips of his left hand turned into a small knife and gently scratched along the bruise. The flesh immediately parted, but no blood flowed out.
In the bright red muscle crevice, a red sesame-sized seed was slightly moving.
Like a living heart.
Justin observed the heart for a while and saw that it was still active and relaxed slightly.
"I can't die yet." He thought, "The continuation of the Night Royal Family cannot be cut off with me."
Justin pressed the wound, fearing that the fluctuation of magic power would be noticeable, so he did not use any witchcraft, but let the wound heal on its own.
After a while, when he was sure that the skin and flesh had been stuck together, he restored himself to his original position, removed the golden tetrahedron, and sat back to meditate.
That night, Thor, who was used to using meditation instead of sleep and would only fall asleep occasionally when he was mentally exhausted, chose to lie on a soft bed made of mushrooms.
"I suddenly fell asleep with a purpose, and I actually had insomnia."
After lying down for a long time, Thor, who had not fallen asleep for the first time, stood up again.
"Relax." Penny smiled and comforted Thor in her mind, "If brother Thor really can't sleep, I can help you."
"No. I'm worried that other forces will intervene and affect the nature of the dream." Thor rejected Penny's suggestion, took a few deep breaths, lay down again, closed his eyes and thought.
Thor wanted to have a precognitive dream, but he knew there was no certainty about it.
Moreover, in his impression, the precognitive dream usually appears when he is in a dangerous situation. Although Thor is now in the no-man's land, he is not in a serious life-and-death crisis for the time being.
After all, there are no prompts in the diary.
"But the diary's hints are incomplete. As long as I can survive the crisis, even if everyone else dies, I'm afraid the diary won't give any hints."
We cannot rely solely on diaries to judge danger.
Gradually, my attention was diverted and I began to feel sleepy.
He actually fell asleep slowly.
…
Thor opened his eyes and found himself standing in a gray world.
He is high in the sky, looking down at the earth.
"Is this... no man's land?"
Thor looked down and saw the familiar mushroom forest and the Rhine Lake surrounded by the mushroom forest.
The pure white Pure Spirit Wizard Tower stands on the island in the middle of the lake, looking a little hazy.
"boom--"
The earth trembled.
Thor quickly looked towards the source of the sound.
In the mountains behind him, there was actually a giant walking slowly!
The giant was covered with milky white bells, but the bells made no sound when he walked.
Another wave of heat came from Thor's left. Thor looked over blankly and saw a fire spreading across the entire plain.
The heaven and earth seemed to be burned to ashes by the flames, and in the ashes there were countless human faces wailing in a distorted manner, extending towards the sky along the black smoke.
Thor unconsciously raised his head following the smoke and saw a flying shadow in the equally gray sky.
The flying shadow was moving away from Thor at a very fast speed, as if it was escaping. But as it flew, it suddenly flew towards the sky at an even faster speed.
No, it was more like falling.
Falling towards the endless sky, until even Thor's eyes could not catch it.
After the other person's figure completely disappeared in the sky, Thor faintly heard a desperate and shrill wail.
"What's going on?" He uttered unconsciously, hugging his arms with both hands, falling into unreasonable fear.
Then he felt something was wrong, and when he looked down, his two hands and the arms they were holding were only black skeletons! The broken wizard robes fluttered, and the body exposed under the robes was actually without flesh and blood.
Thor raised his hands and rubbed his face in horror.
Bones collided with each other, making a hoarse friction sound.
(End of this chapter)
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