Chapter 199: The Uproar
Poxis quietly returned to the Nameless Fortress on the Predator. With so many monster corpses, he didn’t have to go out to hunt for a long time, but he didn’t know that his actions caused a stir in the upper levels of the Nameless Fortress. What an uproar!
The Sea of Warcraft has always been a nightmare in the hearts of the magicians on the front line of the abyss, especially for low-level beings, it is a nightmare within a nightmare!
It would be okay if there was a fortress as a support. Without a fortress, it would basically be death when encountering the Sea of Warcraft. But this time, several low-level magicians encountered the Sea of Warcraft on the plains. This was without any support. Ah, in the end, he was killed by a passing magician!
Those were not just a few monsters, nor dozens or hundreds, but millions and millions of monsters. They were slaughtered so cleanly that no one was left alive. And according to several people in the patrol team, the magic beast The master almost didn't take any action from beginning to end, just relying on his alchemy creatures to attack!
Only at the last moment did he take action, and he killed three level three monsters with one sword. The most terrible thing was that the magician was only level two!
A magician who is so talented and possesses such powerful alchemical skills is simply a treasure!
At first, Birrell wanted to hide the fact that he knew this magician and where he lived, but later on he couldn't hide it any more. High-level magicians kept coming to ask, and many of them were the kind of people who knew the magician. The magician who has been stationed in the unknown fortress all his life!
They have made great contributions to the world of magicians, so even the master of the Holy Tower cannot be rude in front of these high-level magicians!
These magicians have been in the Nameless Fortress since they were born. Their newcomer trial is on the front line of the abyss. They have no chance to participate in the battle of the Holy Tower. After the newcomer trial is over, they begin to fight against the abyss demons. They spend every day Survive the battle!
It is these magicians who form the backbone of the nameless fortress against the abyss, that is, the army of magicians! }
A magician army established by the method of a mortal army, a magician army with forbidden laws!
"Life and death are ordinary things!" These are the words of these magicians among the magician army stationed in the Abyss Fortress!
Facing the commander of the Third Legion of the Magician Legion, Birrell really couldn't say that he didn't know him. The old man had been in the Nameless Fortress for nearly five thousand years, which meant that he had been fighting here for five thousand years. Got it!
He has advanced to the seventh level and become a saint in five thousand years. Such a magician is a genius wherever he is placed. However, the reputation of this old man has never spread to the abyss front line, because he has been here all his life and has been working for Protect the world of magicians!
The lifespan of the legionary magicians on the Abyss front is generally lower than the normal lifespan of the magician world, just because they fight too many and too frequently. Frequent battles and frequent injuries seriously damage the lifespan of these magicians.
"So, is he in the alley in the south city of the fortress?" Bray asked seriously.
"Yes, sir, I opened a small shop there and sold some alchemy items for a living." Birrell thought for a moment and said, but still did not reveal the guy's extremely stinky temper.
"With such a good talent, he can only stay in an alley and sell things? He needs to stand up and contribute to the fight against the Abyss Demons. The purpose of the Holy Tower Mobilization Order is to bulldoze the Abyss, instead of remaining as it is now. Passive defense!"
"Sir, he was a high-spirited magician in the past. He was the first in the battle for the holy tower of the chosen generation, but I don't know why he is like this now." The King of Shadows hesitated again and again. The thing was said.
"The chosen generation, do you mean the generation of the Sons of Storm? Is he the disappeared Sith?" Bray thought about it and asked doubtfully.
"Yes, sir, I fought with him during the Battle of the Fourth Holy Tower. At that time, he didn't feel as decadent as he does now." "Okay, I understand, now that he's here, the front
line of the abyss is here. Then the old man can ignore his past!" Bray said proudly!
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In the shop, Sis lay on the recliner and told Xiao Wu: "The illusory dream detection starts again, record it!" "
Okay, Brother Sis." Xiao Wu agreed, and then recorded: "The illusory dream detection The 568th experiment, location: Unnamed Fortress on the Abyss Front!"
Sith's eyes opened, and the dream this time was different from the last time. The last time he dreamed was the scene during the battle for the Holy Tower. But this time, it turned out to be his previous life!
Standing in that familiar library reading room, Sith's heart was already tense!
Thinking about it day by day and dreaming about it at night, this sentence could not be more appropriate to describe dreams. In other words, every dream and illusion that appears should be the product of what you usually see and think, but when you come to this world, you have already I don’t know how many years have passed, but the memory of the previous life has been blurred under the mysterious magic. Why does this kind of dream suddenly appear?
Sith now has a little understanding of dreams. No matter how absurd the dream world is, it is derived from his own spirit. Therefore, in the dream world, one must see through this illusion. Nature!
Every dream is different, but for the same person, the essence of every dream is the same. Only by finding this essence can Sith understand the illusory world of dreams!
Standing in the reading room, Sith followed this instinct and walked to the bookshelf. Then he picked up a book on weapons research and opened it. The content inside was very clear and very clear.
Walking to other bookshelves, Sis picked up a book again, but this book was a literary book. When he opened it, he saw that there was a lot of handwriting in it, but he couldn't read a single word clearly!
With a slight smile on his face, Sith felt that he was getting closer to the illusory nature of dreams: dreams are illusory, and their existence depends on the spirit. Only the books he remembers can make these handwritings clear. If he If you don’t remember, you won’t see anything in these books!
So, this is the so-called illusion of dreams. So, where is the authenticity of dreams?
The corners of Sith's mouth raised slightly, and he began to control his body forcefully. He wanted to walk around the school, he wanted to walk around the city, and see if this so-called dream illusion could transform his past life. Copied them all, and now he is becoming more and more interested in this dream.
Ignoring those people sitting on stools reading, Sis quietly walked to the door of the reading room and pushed the door open.
Behind him, the humans who were sitting on the stool reading normally were all looking at the back of Sith. Their normal faces suddenly became extremely ferocious. Then, their huge mouths opened wider and wider. The bigger it gets, the bigger it opens...
(End of this chapter)